Liu Handong didn't know how to answer, so he had to smile bitterly. He couldn't explain all the experiences he had experienced during this period.
"It's okay. It's okay to come back and hang out with me. I'll guarantee you three small barbecues a day." Meng Zhiqiu patted Liu Handong's arm, put his arm around his shoulders and walked forward: "Let's go have a drink."
In the hot season of August, when I was sweating profusely, my clothes were like a second layer of skin sticking to my body. The heat was unbearable. Meng Zhiqiu took off his cardigan and put it on his shoulders, revealing his body and tattoos. He wore big sunglasses and took a crab step.
As they walked forward, the brothers followed suit and took off their clothes. Liu Handong didn't want to be a different person, so he also took off his T-shirt, but what was exposed was not the tattoo of a dragon or a tiger, but scars all over his body.
Meng Zhiqiu led everyone to a barbecue restaurant, ordered a bunch of meat, a bucket of draft beer, and first made some cold dishes and sat down to drink. It was only around five o'clock in the afternoon. There was no one in the store, the smoke was not big, and the fan was blowing.
, drinking cold draft beer, the shirtless men started to brag.
"Now I don't even go to the real thing anymore. After changing the boss a few times, the taste has long been no longer authentic. It's just a name." Meng Zhiqiu picked up a peanut and ate it, immersed in the past, "I think back then the four major companies in Gaotupo
Heavenly King, those are all my buddies."
Suddenly he saw the scar on Liu Handong's wrist and couldn't help but ask: "What's going on? It looks like handcuffs?"
"It's just that the handcuffs were worn. Something happened some time ago and I was arrested by the Pingchuan Public Security Bureau..." Liu Handong downplayed and briefly recounted the whole story, which shocked Meng Zhiqiu and others.
"Fuck, I know this. It turns out it was you, brother. Don't drink anything. Hold it up and give a toast to Brother Liu." Meng Zhiqiu took the lead in raising the cup and led everyone in giving a toast to Liu Handong.
"Brother Hei, why do you call me brother? You can't mess up the family hierarchy." Liu Handong said.
Meng Heizi wiped his lips and said: "You can't calculate it that way. The world doesn't care about age. With all the things you've done, you still can't be called a brother. What I admire the most in my life is a good man, a pure man. I used to know a Liu
Brother, that one is more powerful than you and does big things. If I mention his name, you may know that he is Liu Ziguang, a famous person in Jiangbei."
Liu Handong smiled: "Actually, Liu Ziguang and I are somewhat related."
"Oh, there's this one more thing? How about a relative? Is it Liu?" Meng Zhiqiu was quite interested.
"Calculating, Liu Ziguang should be from my aunt's side, and he should be my aunt's cousin. However, the relatives have not moved around for many years. I also met my cousin a few times when I was a child. When I grew up, I went to school to join the army and never came home."
Meng Zhiqiu was shocked: "Let me tell you, it must be the same family, that is, the people of your old Liu family, who do things so fiercely! Damn it, Brother Liu and Brother Liu, each one is more fierce than the other."
Someone from behind muttered: "When did you say that?"
Meng Zhiqiu glared: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you hurry up and respect Brother Liu alone?"
Everyone left alone again. The mutton skewers were still being skewered and the charcoal stove was lighting a fire. Meng Zhiqiu shouted: "Boss, pay the bill."
The boss turned around and said, "Brother Meng, wait a moment, didn't we just leave the stall? The meat will be skewered soon."
Meng Zhiqiu took out his wallet and took out a few red bills: "Pay the bill first, keep the meat and we'll come back at night."
"Okay, let's go, Brother Meng." The boss nodded and bowed.
A group of shirtless men came out of the barbecue restaurant, took two taxis, and went straight to the Peace Hotel under the Huaijiang Bridge. In the car, Meng Zhiqiu made a phone call, arranged a banquet, and greeted friends.
Liu Handong was a little embarrassed: "Brother Hei, this is not good, the scene is a bit big."
Meng Zhiqiu laughed loudly: "The bigger the better, I don't think it is big enough. There are not many old people staying in Jiangbei. All the old brothers have gone abroad to develop. I will introduce you to a few guys later. They are all doing well. You can go back to Jiangbei."
Development will definitely help.”
After a while, they arrived at the Peace Hotel and were greeted personally by the manager, Scar Zi, who led them upstairs to the largest private room. First, they served Pu'er tea and took two boxes of the best Huaijiang. Nowadays, Chinese and Su cigarettes are not popular in Jiangdong Province.
Eighty-eight boxes of the best Huaijiang is the mainstream.
The Peace Hotel has been renovated and is magnificent. It overlooks the Huaijiang River. The large private room is extremely spacious. The large round table is large enough to seat twenty people. It feels like a state banquet.
Scarzi asked Meng Zhiqiu who was coming, and after confirming the number of people, the waiter changed the table to a regular round table. Guests came one after another, and every time one came, Meng Zhiqiu would introduce them to Liu Handong.
"This is the tycoon of our Jiangbei construction industry, the vice president of the second construction, Mu Sanshui."
"This is Lin Hao, Director Lin from the municipal government office."
"This is the big name in Jiangbei's car repair industry, Boss Ma Chaoma."
Liu Handong smiled: "I know this, he was the one who packed my seven-star chariot."
Everyone sat down and exchanged greetings, waiting for the final big shot.
Fifteen minutes later, a Hummer drove downstairs, and a big boss got out of the car and went upstairs. Everyone heard the waiters in the corridor shouting: "Hello, second brother!"
The door of the big bag was pushed open, and a sturdy man with axle appeared in front of everyone. He was dressed very down-to-earth, wearing big pants and slippers. His sweatshirt was at least ten years old. There was a line of red letters printed on his chest: Chenguang Machinery Factory No. 5
Commemoration of the basketball championship.
Liu Handong was immediately annoyed and confused. Is this brother's figure suitable for playing basketball?
Meng Zhiqiu solemnly introduced: "This is Mr. Zhuo Ligetu, vice chairman of the Jiangbei Municipal People's Political Consultative Conference, a famous entrepreneur, a large taxpayer, an outstanding representative of ethnic minority compatriots, and the chairman and general manager of Huaqing Culture and Entertainment Industrial Park.
"
Everyone was in an uproar: "Why did the second brother change his name?"
Zhuo Li sat down and said with a smile: "I am half Mongolian. This is my Mongolian name. So what, this little brother is Liu Handong?"
Zhuo Li shook hands with Liu Handong, and Liu Handong felt that the other person's hand was soft and white, completely different from the impression he had of using a saber to chop people.
"I never heard Ziguang mention it." Zhuo Li smiled and said to his subordinate: "Bring me my mobile phone."
His subordinate presented him with a strange-shaped satellite phone with a thick antenna. Zhuo Li dialed a series of numbers and said with a hearty smile: "Premier Liu, I didn't disturb your dream. What, it's in Dubai. Oh, that's right. There's a guy in Dubai."
The little brother named Liu Handong is your cousin?"
Everyone held their breath and concentrated. These days, there are many people who pretend to be official relatives and use the banner to make tiger skins. Is it possible that this little Brother Liu is also the same? Brother Zhuo immediately called to verify. It was clear that he didn't believe them.
After chatting for a few words, Zhuo Li handed the satellite phone to his subordinate and said to Liu Handong: "Liu Ziguang said there is no cousin like you."
The air was deathly stagnant, and everyone's expressions were a little awkward, especially Meng Zhiqiu's, which was extremely unnatural.
It doesn't matter to Liu Handong, the truth is the truth and cannot be faked no matter what. Besides, he doesn't rely on this relationship to earn a living.
Zhuo Li smiled: "Old Liu said that based on the relationship between their families, I should call you little cousin."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued talking and laughing. Meng Zhiqiu laughed loudly and said: "He is Brother Guang's little cousin. He is a generation older than us."
Liu Handong quickly declined: "Everyone calls you uncle. If you insist on calling me uncle, I can't help you."
The wine was drunk heartily. They were all heroes from Jiangbei. When they drank, they showed their heroic qualities. Halfway through the drink, Zhuo Li stood up and said goodbye: "I'm sorry, I have to go back to deal with some things. You guys can take care of me."
I'll keep my little cousin company, and after drinking, come to my place and sing and take a shower."
Brother Zhuo was about to leave, but no one dared to force him to stay, so they all stood up.
"Don't get up, drink slowly, and keep in touch in the future." Zhuo Li shook hands with Liu Handong and left with his men.
"Second brother recently negotiated a big project worth hundreds of millions, and is really busy." Mu Sanshui said in a serious tone.
Scarzi laughed loudly: "Pull him down, he has gone home to take care of his children. There is nothing we can do. His family members have strict control over him."
Everyone burst into laughter and continued drinking until around eight o'clock. Then they went on to the next show, singing at Huaqing Nightclub.
Everyone came downstairs to pick up their cars. They were basically BMW and Mercedes-Benz luxury cars. The nightclub was not far away, on Binjiang Avenue. The decoration was very high-end. The second brother had already said hello and ordered the largest package.
In the room, the waiters were all dressed in black shirts, with walkie-talkie air earphones hanging on their ears. Mommy brought in a group of girls, all wearing student uniforms and sailor uniforms, and you could choose whether you were fat or thin.
"Let Brother Liu pick first." Meng Zhiqiu held the pipe in his mouth.
Liu Handong was not pretentious, he chose a petite, well-behaved girl with a faint hint of Huanxi in her eyebrows.
Everyone also ordered the lady to sit next to them, and then ordered drinks. It is popular to drink foreign wine recently, and Jiangbei is not immune to the custom. Five bottles of Rémy Martin VSOP and five boxes of Budweiser beer were served.
"Last time at the summit, all I drank was XO." Meng Zhiqiu said.
Scar placed the cigarette in the crystal ashtray and said casually: "Those are all fake wines. The foreign wines here are imported directly and shipped from the container. They are absolutely genuine and cannot be compared."
Meng Zhiqiu couldn't tell whether the drink was real or fake anyway. He mainly played for fun, hugged the girl next to him, raised and lowered his hands, and said to the girl Liu Handong ordered: "Sister, take care of me and our little brother Liu, he is a distinguished guest."
The innocent-looking little girl touched Liu Handong's crotch and said with a smile: "Why do you call me Brother Liu? You're not small at all."
Vulgar laughter resounded in the private room.
The singing continued until twelve o'clock. Mu Sanshui, Scar Zi and others took the first step. Meng Zhiqiu suggested having a barbecue, so he took the young lady who came out to the night market, where they happened to eat the meat skewers ordered in the afternoon and barrels of draft beer.
Awesomely made.
Liu Handong drank a lot, but his mind was very clear. He asked Ma Chao: "I want to open a repair shop in Omi. Can I get in touch with second-hand repair equipment?"
Ma Chao said: "You have asked the right person. The equipment in my factory is being upgraded. If you want, just take it away and pay the freight yourself."
Liu Handong asked: "How do you say the price?"
Ma Chao said: "Brother, what are you talking about about money and drinking?"