Rong Zhengen said with a smile: "After all, he is a person who has experienced the training of that era. He uses the poems of great men very smoothly."
He waved his hand: "I don't need you to comfort me. I can make so much money and we will share 340 million US dollars equally. I am already satisfied."
"Split it equally. You paid more principal, and it was operated by your team. Shouldn't you get more?"
"You came up with this idea. We were able to take the lead because of your relationship."
Jiang Hua smiled: "Okay, let's split it equally. I've agreed with you in advance. Once the money is divided, there's no way you can take it back from me."
"No, I'm not that stingy as a person."
Rong Zhengen hugged Jiang Hua: "Let's go to our house. We two brothers will continue to drink. For the sake of 340 million, we have to stay drunk tonight, right? Don't go back even if we are drunk. Today
You can sleep at our house tonight."
Not allowing Jiang Hua to comment, Rong Zhengen took him into a taxi. On the way, he called his wife and asked his wife to quickly prepare a table of good food and wine so that he and Jiang Hua could have a good drink.
It is impossible to drink several drinks. The two of them drank four bottles of wine, four bottles of thirty-year-old Fenjiu. Jiang Hua drank a lot, but he lay down at that time.
Fortunately, Rong Zhengen's family has several servants from Southeast Asia. Otherwise, Mrs. Rong's frail physique alone would not be able to settle down in Jianghua.
The next day, when Jiang Hua opened his eyes, he saw a little head lying beside the bed. This was Rong Zhengen's only daughter. Although Mrs. Rong was pregnant now, she also took an ultrasound and the doctor said that there was still a baby in her belly.
son.
"Uncle Jiang, mom said you drank a lot with dad yesterday, and I can still smell a bad smell on you. Why did you drink so much?"
Jiang Hua stretched out his hand from the quilt and touched his cute little head: "Because your father and uncle were very happy yesterday."
"Then I should drink when I'm happy, but I don't like drinking. I think the smell of wine is particularly unpleasant."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Jiang Hua laughed, it was really childish, and he couldn't help but stroke his little head again.
"My daughter doesn't need to drink. Children can't drink. If she's happy, she can eat candy and drink soda."
The little head nodded hard several times: "I understand, wine is for adults to drink, and children can only drink soda, right, Uncle Jiang."
"Nanny is so smart."
After Jiang Hua washed up, Mrs. Rong was arranging flowers on the balcony. I wonder if it was intentional. There was a small national flag placed on the small table on the balcony, and the flowers she chose were all bright red.
Mrs. Rong responded with a smile: "Good morning, you were so happy last night. You drank with Zheng En and you were very drunk. I called my mother-in-law this morning and she said that my father-in-law sang Peking Opera all night.
"
"I am really happy. After more than a hundred years, the future of Xiangjiang has finally seen the light of day."
Mrs. Rong inserted the last flower and said: "Actually, I am also happy, but I can't go drinking like you, so I went shopping yesterday and changed all the important furnishings in my home into bright red ones."
Jiang Hua turned around and looked at it: "I wouldn't have noticed it if you didn't remind me. You look very energetic like this."
"You men are all careless in this regard. You can't see that it's normal. Oh, by the way. I drank so much wine last night and my stomach must be very uncomfortable. I asked Maria to make porridge. You drink two bowls first.
, nourish the stomach.”
"Thank you, sister-in-law. Where is Rong Zhengen? Is he still awake?"
Mrs. Rong turned her head and glanced in the direction of the bedroom: "He is not as good at drinking as you. He is still fast asleep. He vomited for half the night last night."
The Filipino maid Maria served Jiang Hua a bowl of porridge, which contained a lot of ingredients, including fish maw and scallops. After taking a sip, he immediately felt his rebellious stomach calm down.
While Jiang Hua was enjoying his porridge, the atmosphere inside a huge official residence on the top of the mountain was stagnant.
On the long table are various pastries, black tea, milk, and various newspapers in the center of the table.
The John man sitting in the main seat asked: "Gentlemen, what do you think now?"
"Mr. Mai Lihao, don't our ancestors have any means to deal with it? It has been nearly twenty hours since the incident, and London seems to be helpless."
Mai Lihao said: "The Iron Lady thought that with the power of victory over the Falklands, she could convince the mainlanders. In fact, Downing Street knows nothing about the capital. The flower grower is not Argentina. If we attack Argentina, we will all suffer heavy losses. More
What's more, the more powerful flower growers, the People's Liberation Army stationed near the port, can take over the entire Xiangjiang in just one day, so what can they do about London?"
A superintendent in police uniform looked at the newspaper on the table impatiently: "Look, look, those yellow monkeys are already celebrating eagerly. Yesterday, there was a large group of Chinese with wealth and social status in Manhan Tower.
, they booked the venue to celebrate, which is trampling on the dignity of John’s country.”
A man in a suit said angrily: "Why don't you celebrate? Iron Lady's somersault, the whole world knows that Hong Kong will no longer be ours, just like after the War of Independence, those ugly country guys also celebrated. Now everyone
The whole world knows that there is nothing we can do to grow flowers on the mainland."
A man with a yellow-skinned face said: "Since the matter is doomed, I suggest that before Xiangjiang is lost, we should speed up and harvest the usable value to the maximum extent, leaving a tattered mess to them."
As soon as he said this, those white-skinned people looked at this yellow-skinned person with contempt. This kid is really a fucking grandson. He can be so cruel to his own people.
However, his proposal was approved by everyone.
"That's right, this is absolutely correct, that's what should be done."
"I agree."
…
Mai Lihao spread his hands: "Are you sure?"
"Sure."
MacLeho smiled and said: "I don't care. Anyway, I will definitely step down this year. My friends in the House of Lords told me that I will be knighted for life when I return to London. My entire career is perfect."
The people below complimented: "Sir MacLeho, this is really a wonderful title. We should hold a banquet to celebrate you."
Mai Lihao patted the table: "Don't change the subject. If you implement high-pressure rule in Xiangjiang, there will be no loss for me. But if you go too far, I don't think the northern mainland will wait until the negotiations begin. They will use
