Chapter five hundred and seventy second: groveling
Luo Hui had already guessed that the person Mr. Qian Xingchen wanted to bring was none other than Qi Zaihuan!
Old man Qian Xingchen really fell in love with Qi Zaihuan, but Luo Hui was filled with joy. As for being jealous, it was impossible.
Qi Zaihuan's own ability is already very good. If he can have the guidance of old man Qian Xingchen, his future achievements will be extraordinary.
His brother, how could he not wish for better?!
The hotel where Qi Shaoliang hosted the banquet was not very high-end. For people like him, being low-key is the way to go.
Except for a shameless guy like Uncle Eight, old man Qianxingchen also doesn't like extravagance and waste.
After arriving at the hotel, Qi Shaoliang came out to greet him in person. Luo Hui knew that this was not his face, but the face of his eighth uncle and Qian Xingchen.
After entering the private room reserved by Qi Shaoliang, Luo Hui and Qi Zaihuan didn't say anything, but Uncle Eight was so awesome after a meal.
When I went to a certain mountain, I encountered some ghosts, blood corpses, corpse bugs that eat human flesh, etc. I barely mentioned the zombies.
However, people like him don't understand that in the eyes of people, it is bragging, but in the eyes of people who understand this business, it is somewhat believed.
What is metaphysics? Only if it is metaphysical enough!
When the meal came to an end, Qi Shaoliang really started talking to Luo Hui and Qi Zaihuan.
"Luo Hui, what kind of jobs do you two have in Yanjing now?" Qi Shaoliang asked.
Qi Zaihuan glanced at Luo Hui, and Luo Hui said: "There are several nightclubs that have just been taken over. I plan to expand them a little later."
Qi Shaoliang curled his lips. In fact, he knew that the nightclubs in Yanjing City had long been carved up by several forces, as well as those projects. As for the nightclubs Luo Hui mentioned, he also knew that they were robbed from others. Came here.
But Qi Shaoliang is elegant but not pedantic. No matter how innocent a businessman is, he has done some shameful things, whether in shopping malls or official circles. What matters is whether you dare to fight hard or not. Only those who dare to fight can earn more. For money, those who talk about benevolence and morality will either starve to death or be beaten to death.
This is the survival law of time. No one can change it, and no one can stop it! The law of the jungle has been passed down for thousands of years, and it will only expand more and never fade away!
"Not bad, not bad. I'm quite surprised that you can have several places at such a young age. I won't say anything to brag here. If you really care about me, just call me uncle. Is that okay?" Qi Shaoliang glanced at Luo Hui and Qi Zaihuan and said.
Qi Zaihuan frowned slightly, but Luo Hui quickly stood up and filled a glass of wine for Qi Shaoliang, picked it up and bent slightly to serve it to the latter, and said very respectfully: "Uncle, drink."
Qi Shaoliang laughed loudly, patted Luo Hui on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, when I have time, I will bring someone to support you."
Luo Hui quickly thanked him, but Qi Zaihuan had a sinister meaning in his eyes, and he also frowned at Luo Hui, and even couldn't believe it.
Uncle Eight buried his head in eating and tried not to miss even a mouthful of soup, while Qian Xingchen took in all the performances of Luo Hui and Qi Zaihuan, sighed slightly, and thought to himself:
"In ancient times, Cao Cao brought the unique weapon Seven Treasure Sword to assassinate Dong Zhuo. When he was discovered, he groveled like a dog slave, and finally escaped and ascended to heaven. In the end, he became the most powerful hero in the Three Kingdoms. And He Bamien said that Luo Hui was born white. The fate of the treacherous hero Cao Cao is just as expected. Only when he can bend and stretch can he be a man! Qi Zaihuan is arrogant, proud, capable and energetic, but what he lacks is such a ruthless heart that can give up and give up. See He will have to practice more and hone his abilities in this area after he comes here, otherwise he will definitely be defeated by that guy He Bamian in the end."
Luo Hui sat down again, and Qi Zaihuan said in a low voice with a cold face: "Is it necessary to debase yourself like this for such a small benefit?"
Luo Hui smiled faintly and said: "If you don't do this, what else can you do?"
"You disappoint me." Qi Zaihuan said coldly.
Luo Hui laughed softly and said: "Don't be too serious. It doesn't matter if you feel wronged for a while."
"You are not being wronged, but being humble, do you understand? Even though that person is the secretary of the municipal party committee, so what? If he doesn't obey, just kill him to see if he still listens!" Qi Zaixuan said angrily, and his mood seemed to be It's getting worse and worse.
Luo Hui didn't want to continue this topic and said, "Let's talk about it when we get back. Now is not the time to talk about this."
After saying that, Luo Hui picked up his wine glass and toasted Qi Shaoliang and congratulations. His appearance even made the waiters serving him look contemptuous.
But the more Qian Xingchen saw Luo Hui like this, the brighter and brighter his eyes became, while the eighth uncle was eating food with a smile in his eyes, like a starving ghost reincarnated.
He Gong also kept looking at Luo Hui with squinted eyes, feeling very shocked at Luo Hui's attitude.
Is this kid crazy enough? Absolutely not!
The person who even dared to threaten him in his villa that day wasn't crazy enough?!
But now he has such a low-brow look, which really makes He Gong feel a little scared.
This young man must have such a strong mind to have such a heart that is so cruel to himself that he doesn't even have dignity!
After thinking about it, He Gong had seen some young talents over the years, but he found that he couldn't find anyone who could compare with Luo Hui, and those young talents were all scum.
Qi Shaoliang was not a fool, so he naturally knew that Luo Hui would not be willing to call him uncle.
But since Luo Hui can shout out, it is actually enough!
Being a useful person in this world does not depend on whether you can fight or how smart you are. It depends on whether you have money, whether you have rights, and whether you have women!
If you want to have these things, do you have to be thick-skinned or dark-minded enough? If you are not good at thick-black kung fu, you will end up being tricked to death sooner or later!
In any cooperation between two parties, the first thing to do is to see clearly whether the other party has potential and whether it can survive a strong storm!
Only those who have potential and are hard-working can make the cooperation between the two parties reach the most pleasant level.
Obviously Luo Hui is indeed a very thick-skinned guy in Qi Shaoliang's eyes. As for whether he can survive a sudden rise and live longer, it depends on his own destiny.
After a meal, there was nothing more to talk about. There was no need to say anything and there was no need to say anything. Qi Shaoliang's words about having the opportunity to support him explained everything.
After another half an hour, Uncle Eight was finally full. Qian Xingchen also felt that it was almost done, so Luo Hui stood up and said: "Uncle, and the old mayor, please come to my place more often when you have time. Others No, there are as many bayberry wines as you want in the northwest."
He Gong also showed a rare smile and said at the same time as Qi Shaoliang: "I will go there in the future."
Luo Hui said goodbye to Qi Shaoliang and He Gong, and left the hotel with Qi Zaihuan's eighth uncle, Mr. Qian Xingchen.
Just after leaving the hotel, Qi Zaihuan's face finally fell completely, and Luo Hui's face was not very good either. He wanted to say something to Qi Zaihuan, but found that he didn't know what to say at all.