"Director Jiao, what I said is true, why don't you believe it?" Wang Baoyu looked at the watch, a little anxious, with some complaints in his tone.

"Don't forget, I used to be a factory manager, and I can get it with a 5 million investment so easily? Why don't you coax me?" Jiao Bing said, yawning and lying down.

"Director Jiao, you don't know my ability. I turned out to be the deputy mayor of Liuhe Town and the tourism development of Shenshi Village. I suddenly attracted 15 million yuan in investment. This little money is nothing to me. I didn't fool you for such a big thing. You have the opportunity to verify it." In order to convince Jiao Bing, Wang Baoyu had to bring out his glorious history.

"No wonder you became the deputy mayor at such a young age." Jiao Bing muttered, seemingly believing Wang Baoyu's words. After all, what he said was a nose and eyes, and it didn't seem to be fake.

"So, Director Jiao, Brother Jiao, Jiao, you must believe me." Wang Baoyu saw that there was a door and quickly emphasized without any restraint.

"Okay! Even if I believe there is such a thing as a pie falling from the sky, how can I be the factory manager like this?" Jiao Bing couldn't help but look at himself, and seemed unconfident.

"People are clothes, horses are saddles, and they will be energetic after cleaning up. Director Jiao, come with me immediately. At 3 pm, the shareholders of Xingbei Group will meet you." Wang Baoyu said.

When Jiao Bing heard Wang Baoyu say this, he immediately became alert and fell on the bed, saying, "No! If I leave this place and there is nothing happening again, wouldn't it be a fool?"

"I said to Director Jiao, you are really ungrateful. In order to attract this investment, I have said all the good things for you. If you don't go, I'm afraid I can't even get along with my friends." Wang Baoyu frowned and complained.

"If you don't go, you won't go! If you want me to be the factory director, then you can let them see me!" Jiao Bing seemed very stubborn, with a stubborn attitude.

"Fuck! Let's ask others to do something, and you will come to see you! I really think that the earth is gone and you can't turn anymore? Get up quickly!" Wang Baoyu stepped forward and pulled Jiao Bing's cotton jacket. Jiao Bing naturally stayed still. Wang Baoyu tried his best, and the already worn cotton jacket broke into a big hole with a thorn.

"You want to freeze me to death in the cold weather!" Jiao Bing groped in pain and muttered.

Wang Baoyu was so anxious that he scratched his head. He really wanted to go up and slap Jiao Bing a few times. He didn't cherish the opportunity to be a factory manager, and he held a torn cotton jacket endlessly.

But Wang Baoyu knew that arguing with Jiao Bing would only make things worse. After thinking for a while, Wang Baoyu finally made up his mind and said, "Director Jiao, I have a suggestion: You sprinkle gasoline on me. If I lied to you, you would burn me to death!"

Jiao Bing was stunned, looked at Wang Baoyu in surprise, and then laughed and said, "This is what you said, it's not my fault."

"I said, come on!" Wang Baoyu stood up with fearless attitude, and waved to Jiao Bing.

Jiao Bing hesitated for a moment, then unscrewed the cap of a plastic bottle, got out of bed and walked towards Wang Baoyu. He could immediately smell the pungent smell of gasoline in the bottle. Wang Baoyu did not dodge. Jiao Bing came to the front, raised his hand, raised the bottle high, and stopped in the air.

"Fuck! Hurry up, there is not much time, and I still have to dress you up!" Wang Baoyu urged.

Jiao Bing walked up to Wang Baoyu, raised the gasoline bottle, and said, "I, I'm really overturned!"

Wang Baoyu was irritated and said fiercely: "I want to regret being a turtle!" After that, he closed his eyes.

With a loud bang, Jiao Bing threw the bottle hard on the wall and said firmly to Wang Baoyu: "Brother, I believe you, I will follow you."

When Wang Baoyu heard this, he was overjoyed and opened his eyes quickly. If Jiao Bing hadn't been stinky, he was so excited that he really wanted to go over and hug Jiao Bing. Jiao Bing was not a villain, so he wouldn't have burned Wang Baoyu. Wang Baoyu knew it in his mind, but he was just thinking about the clothes Wang Linlin chose for him, but he would be completely reimbursed.

Jiao Bing followed Wang Baoyu into the car, and the smell made Wang Baoyu sneeze. He first asked the bathhouse to take a shower. After all, the bathhouse owner reluctantly agreed to let the beggar in, and emphasized that he could only use the shower.

While Jiao Bing was taking a bath, Wang Baoyu found a shop and bought him a decent set of clothes. After he finished taking a shower, he changed into it and then took him to shave and get his hair cut. He was busy until it was nearly two o'clock.

But I didn't waste my time. After such a dressage, Jiao Bing was simply a different person. Apart from looking dark and thin, he looked quite energetic, but his eyes were a little melancholy.

Seeing that the time was still too late, Wang Baoyu led Jiao Bing to the small restaurant to order two hard dishes, braised pork and stewed pork ribs. Jiao Bing couldn't remember how long he hadn't eaten such a delicious thing. As soon as the dish came up, his eyes straightened and he reached out to grab it.

Wang Baoyu held the chopsticks and hit him hard, saying, "If you get dirty again, I will cremate you myself!"

Jiao Bing laughed and picked up the chopsticks and started eating. Wang Baoyu was a little hungry, but he was worried about his afternoon work. When he saw Jiao Bing's eating photo, he couldn't even swallow the braised pork. He just took the steamed bun and ate it boredly, reminding Jiao Bing from time to time to time to eat slowly.

The food in the north was large. Jiao Bingyi was ventilated and swept away the clouds. Seeing that a large plate of braised pork was found, half of the stewed pork ribs were gone. Wang Baoyu was afraid that Jiao Bing would not eat enough all year round, and suddenly ate too much greasy and then ate it badly, so he stopped him and said, "It's almost done, it's almost done!"

Jiao Bing just nodded, but his mouth did not stop. Wang Baoyu dissuaded him several times and refused to listen. He had to pick up the plate and shouted: "Boss, settle the score!"

Jiao Bing kept shouting, "Let me have another sip of broth!"

"This soup is so salty! You can't drink it!" Wang Baoyu said with a frown. Jiao Bing had to swallow his saliva at the uneaten ribs, and gave up.

When he returned to the office, Wang Baoyu asked Jiao Bing to wash it up briefly. After waiting for less than ten minutes, Shen Wencheng and his group of five pushed open the door of Wang Baoyu's office.

"Mr. Shen, this is the former director of the Berry Factory, Jiao Bingjiao." Wang Baoyu introduced to Shen Wencheng. Jiao Bing, contrary to his usual crazy attitude, came over with a smile and shook hands with Shen Wencheng, saying welcome words.
Chapter completed!