Although Manager Wang felt a little uncomfortable the moment he heard the news, he became happy afterwards. He could own 20% of the US$1.6 billion, which is US$320 million. He could buy a bigger farm in Australia.
After notifying Manager Wang, the old gangster said to President Song beside him: "It's done, Uncle Wang agreed!"
"Okay, Yifan, let's go. Since we still have to wait for one day, uncle will be our host in the evening. Would you like to go out and have some fun?" President Song said.
Let's have fun. When President Song drove him to the place where he was playing at night, the old gangster thought to himself, Damn it, isn't this place going to be suspended for reconstruction in nine years? Okay, now that we're here
, I’m going to go in and take a look around to see what stunning beauty there is inside.
As soon as we walked in, a waitress showed a friendly smile, said hello, and brought a tray with a hot towel in it.
It was the first time for the old gangster to come here. He also followed Lao Song's example and took the towel, wiped his hands, and then put it back.
The old gangster saw only two people, but in order to show his grandeur, President Song directly called for a presidential private room with a price of 12,000 yuan. As soon as he entered the door, he said happily: "Uncle Song, you are exaggerating. The two of us want
What are you doing with such a big body?"
"Haha, Lao Wang will come over later, and Vice President Ma, and now Deputy Director Ma will also come over. There are four of us, haha, aren't there still waiters?" President Song said.
Damn, Lao Wang is coming over. Seeing me like this, he will probably give up the idea of marrying his daughter to me. Who cares, let’s talk about it later, so he smiled and said: “Okay!”
When the two of them didn't come, President Song said: "Yifan, you're welcome today. Since you're coming out too, don't worry about the family members. If you don't live in a romantic way, you'll waste your youth. If my uncle had your ability when he was young, hehe, he probably would have tasted it all."
The world is full of colors!”
Two waiters with good temperament and appearance, who were about 90 years old, came over and asked kindly what kind of drinks and fruits we wanted, and what kind of reception we wanted.
Damn it, of course I won’t sleep with you guys who ride thousands of people when I come here, but I think you, the waiter, should be cleaner, so I pulled the waiter into my arms and said with a smile: “If I don’t call you miss, I’ll call you you.
How about it?"
The waiter didn't struggle, blushed, and said: "Sir, I'm sorry, we don't accept you!"
President Song smiled and said: "You little girl, you are lucky that he likes you! Do you want to call your manager over?"
The old gangster saw that the waiter might have seen this situation too often, and calmed down for a while. He only heard her say: "Sir, let me go, okay? We'll call the best receptionist here, and you can choose."
!”
The old gangster stretched out his hand, rubbed her breasts, pushed her up, and said: "Okay, I want to see how the most beautiful lady here is, Uncle Song, but I still like waiters, how about
Call the manager over here, call over the most beautiful waiter, let’s choose?”
Of course Governor Song knows the background of heaven and earth, but a high background doesn't make him any better. He is not afraid, as long as he doesn't cause trouble here and doesn't give money or anything.
So he said: "Okay, it's up to you today!"
The two waiters seemed a little aggrieved and went out, preparing to call the manager in.
Of course the manager is not the boss here, but an executive hired by the boss. Of course the manager is also a woman, almost 28 years old. When the old gangster saw her, he sighed, yes, you have a score of 93, but I am not interested in you.
, I don’t want to get into a bloody fight with your mistress over you.
The manager came in. President Song opened his boss bag, took out a dozen dollars from it, handed it over as a tip to the manager, and said: "The waiter must have told you just now, just do it!"
Seeing President Song's generous spending, the female manager smiled sweetly and said: "Okay, two bosses, please wait a moment. We will first invite our ten best waiters to come in and let you choose!"
After the female manager went out, the old gangster smiled and said: "Uncle Song, I heard that the waiters here are prettier and cleaner than the ladies."
"There are some beautiful ones, but it's hard to say clean ones! Haha, Yifan, there are some unmanned ones here, how about one, or a pair?" President Song said with a smile.
The old gangster waved his hand quickly: "Spare me, even if it's a fairy, I don't want it, trouble!"
President Song seemed to understand and said: "Yes, actually I don't want to be the kind of person who has not been dealt with by human beings. Uncle is also a sentimental person!"
After saying that, he and the old gangster laughed together.
The waiter came in, wearing uniform, and Old Gangster and Old Song kept looking at him.
The old gangster's eyes lit up, damn, there was actually one with a score of 94 and another with a score of 93.
In fact, this was something he was doing in his heart. In this kind of beauty concentration camp, of course, if you want to find one or a few people who have the same face as the beautiful Yang Wangzi Xuan or even half a point or a point taller, you will definitely find it, but the old gangster feels that in this fireworks
Really, even if they have such beautiful faces and good figures, they will automatically be discounted psychologically.
"Come here, I want you two!" The old gangster pointed out his finger.
President Song burst out laughing again: "Yifan, you are really discerning!"
Then he found two more.
"Okay, I don't want a young lady anymore, it's just you two!" The old gangster hugged one and said with a smile.
President Song shook his head and said to the waiter who took his order: "Bring me the order. We are ordering drinks and fruits. The reception is waiting for us all to arrive!"
Perhaps the two waitresses rarely saw young people like the old gangster, and their faces turned red under his teasing.
Lao Song laughed again and said, "Yifan, wait a minute, I'll go out and make a phone call to see when he will come!"
Seeing President Song go out, the old gangster said happily: "You must not want to tell your real name, so let me give you a name. You will be called Xiaohua, and you will be called Xiaocao!"
The two waiters covered their mouths and laughed.
The old gangster touched their ears casually again. Of course there would be no surprise. He started to caress the breasts of the two women again, and then he sighed in his heart: "It's not bad, the quality is top-notch, and it doesn't look like it's been used too much!"
Xiaohua asked curiously: "Sir, how old are you this year?"
"You tell me first, and then I'll tell you!" the old gangster said happily.
"I, I am 18 this year." Xiao Hua said.
Xiaocao said: "I'm 19!"
Damn, if you work as a waiter at such a young age, you must not have a high degree of education. I heard that many of the ladies are undergraduates who graduated from prestigious schools. Do you think higher education means better taste?
So he asked with a smile: "You guys, you didn't come here right after you graduated from elementary school, right?"
"No, I'm from an art school. I'm not too busy studying. I'm only a freshman this year!" Xiaohua said.
"I'm from the Conservatory of Music, and I'm also a freshman. We all work part-time, with shifts every two days and two days off," Xiaocao said.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" the old gangster asked happily.
Xiao Huadao: "Yes! But he doesn't know I come here to work."
Xiaocao said: "I didn't."
"Have you ever met a customer before and asked you directly?" The old gangster was very concerned about this topic.
"Some customers wanted to order, but we didn't want to. The manager came in to persuade them, but they didn't insist anymore," Xiaohua said.
"Haha, that means I'm the first one?" the old gangster said happily, a little unbelieving in his heart. He felt that he shouldn't trust a girl in a place like this.
"Yeah!" Xiaocao pursed her lips and nodded heavily.
Xiaohua also smiled and said: "Sir, you guessed it right!"
The old hooligan observed his words and felt that the credibility of Xiaocao with a score of 94 was relatively high, so he said: "Then later, hey, we won't sing anymore, shall we go directly to the private room?"
The two girls were almost stunned. Isn't this guy too direct?
Xiaocao's face turned red and she bit her lips tighter. Xiaohua's little face also turned red. She said in a soft voice: "Sir, I, we won't accompany you. The manager, the manager told us, just chat with us, no."
If it’s too much, that’s fine.”
"Damn it, why don't you pay for it? Since you are here, aren't you here just for an income? You are all students, but I don't know if you have a student ID card!" said the old gangster.
"I have it!" Xiaocao said firmly, casually digging into his trouser pocket, taking out an ID and handing it to the old gangster.
The old gangster was delighted and opened it with interest: Beijing Conservatory of Music!
"Where's yours?" the old gangster asked the little flower.
"I-I didn't bring mine today!" Xiaohua hesitated.
"Okay!" The old gangster took out his wallet, took out a stack of RMB, and said, "I don't know how much it is, but it's more than four thousand. Just take it and leave!"
Xiaohua took the money, blushed, stood up immediately, and said softly: "Thank you, sir."
After saying that, she turned around, exhaled, and walked to the door; before she could open the door, the door was pushed open, and President Song's voice said: "Old Wang, Old Ma, you are too late this time, let us wait.
For more than 20 minutes. Hey, little girl, what are you doing?"
Xiaohua bowed and said: "That gentleman only wants one, I'm sorry, I have to leave first!"
The old gangster said happily: "Uncle Wang, Uncle Ma, how are you?" After saying that, he stood up and said hello.
Manager Wang felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him hugging a stunning beauty, but since he had already made up his mind not to be the father-in-law of the old gangster, he quickly smiled and said: "Yifan, it's been a long time since I saw you, you are getting more and more energetic.
Got it!"
Then, I greeted Lao Ma. After finishing my courtesy, the waiter came in again.
Lao Sang ordered some wine and fruit, and then said to Lao Wang and Lao Wang: "How about we call a few people in?"
Perhaps because the old gangster was there, Manager Wang was a little embarrassed and said: "Brother Ma, just call me, I'll forget it!"
Grandma, what are you pretending to be? The old gangster sighed in his heart, then smiled and said: "Uncle Wang, just be more casual when you come here, why do you care so much! Life is short, you have to have fun when you are proud. I find that you live too much
tired!"
As soon as I said this, Manager Wang thought to himself, "It seems that you understand what I mean. Okay, since you have seen it, why should I not see it?" So he happily said: "Okay, since Yifan said so.
, Lao Song, call someone."
Xiaocao blushed at this moment and looked at the old gangster, thinking, who is this boy? Why do all the elders listen to him?
The drama that followed was just like the posts the old gangster had read in his previous life. There was a row of girls with various temperaments and costumes standing in a row. The old gangster saw that there were a few girls with quite good temperaments, but he was not interested at all.
The three middle-aged men shouted twice each, and after a while they hugged each other. Of course, they would not talk about business when they came here. They turned on the TV and everyone sang ktv.
More than half an hour later, Lao Ma chuckled at a few people: "Then you play first, and I will go out for a while?"
After saying that, he stood up and walked out. The two women who were hugged by him also stood up and followed him out.
Old Song laughed heartily: "Yifan, that's what happened! Old Wang, since you sent your daughter and wife away, don't be polite!"
The old gangster smiled and said: "Okay, I won't be polite to you anymore. Let's go, Xiaocao, follow me out!"
After seeing the old gangster go out, Old Song smiled at Old Wang again and said, "Look, you can't even get a son-in-law like Yifan. You haven't seen that CEO Wang, don't you have no complaints?"
Lao Wang smiled and waved his hand, saying: "If we don't talk about this, let's not talk about this. Okay, Lao Song, since you are paying the bill today, I won't be polite!"
After a while, the private room that had been busy just now was empty.
Where's the old gangster? He came in again after a while, and he said happily: "It's so cool for just the two of us in such a big private room!"
Xiaocao thought he was going to take her to a room, but when she saw him entering the private room again, she felt much relieved and said with a smile: "Sir, let me sing, I'm a vocal student!"
"Okay, then you go ahead and sing! You sing to me!" the old gangster got down on the sofa and said.
Xiaocao looked at his appearance, then started to order her favorite song and started singing.
It's really good. The voice is good. The old gangster said: "Xiaocao, you sing by yourself. When you get tired of singing, just drink. The bottle of wine just cost 60,000 US dollars. Don't waste it. I'll close my eyes and listen to you singing."
That’s it!”
"Okay!" Xiaocao said.
After saying that, she picked up the 60,000-dollar bottle of red wine with real interest, poured some into her glass, and drank.
Obviously, she had never had the opportunity to drink this kind of wine before. Just now, in order to avoid suspicion, she and several other ladies drank the same drink.
After taking a sip, Xiaocao sang one song and then ordered another one. It turned out to be "Don't Pick Wild Flowers on the Roadside" by Teresa Teng!
As soon as her voice came out, the old gangster opened his eyes and said, "Why are you singing this?"
Xiaocao's little face suddenly turned red again, and she said softly: "I, I think it sounds good!"
"Sing it if it sounds good to you!" the old gangster waved his hand, closed his eyes and said.
Soon, in less than three minutes, he "forced" himself to fall asleep.
After a while, there was a slight breathing sound.
Xiaocao turned around and saw that he had fallen asleep, and said softly in confusion: "What a weirdo!"
After that, he stopped singing and sat on the sofa, gently drinking red wine and eating fruit.
As she drank and ate, she turned to look at the old gangster for a while. The more she looked at him, the more she felt that the old gangster liked her more and more.