After hearing this, Miao Qiang frowned and said to Zhang Bin: "Mr. Zhang, let me say something that shouldn't be said. My help in this matter is a favor, and my refusal to help is a matter of principle. I am just a cook. If you say that the food is served in the store,
If you ask me to fire, that's my job. But these monks didn't help for nothing, right? Since they accepted your money, the lack of manpower is their own problem, and they have to find a solution to their own problem.
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"Besides, I was quite frightened by what happened the night before yesterday. Now that I think about it, my calves are cramping. This is not an easy favor. You have to let me think about it."
There was something in Miao Qiang's words. Seeing him die, Zhang Bin felt very angry. But then he thought about what he said was reasonable, and he couldn't find anything wrong with it.
After thinking of this, Zhang Bin took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket. After unlocking it, he operated on the mobile phone screen and said to Miao Qiang: "Master Miao, you are right, this matter is indeed a bit difficult for you. However,
The time is urgent, and there is really no place to find anyone for a short while, so you just have to work hard, which is a small thing."
When Zhang Bin finished speaking, Miao Qiang's cell phone suddenly rang, and he heard: "Hua Hua", and then: "XX treasure has arrived in the amount of 10,000 yuan."
Miao Qiang took out his mobile phone and took a look. It turned out that Zhang Bin had transferred 10,000 yuan in hard-earned fees to him. Staring at the payment information, Miao Qiang suddenly said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang. Since it's the hotel's business, it's
Everything I do is for the sake of the hotel."
After happily accepting the money, Miao Qiang secretly said: "With those fake monks taking care of it, even if the matter doesn't work out in the end, it won't be my fault. Besides, you Zhang Bin, who has a net worth of tens of millions, still want to be clever?"
How can it be so cheap to summon people? But this time, it will be easier if you have money. I want to see what tricks those fake monks can do."
At the same time, in Zhang Bin's office, Lao Jia said to the fat bald man: "Boss, do you think so highly of the cook? We can do this little job in a few minutes. I didn't figure it out last night."
The situation, I didn’t know there was a Huangquan Road here, so I missed it. Let’s set up the formation at noon, and all the problems will be solved, right?”
After hearing this, the fat bald man laughed and said: "Old Jia, this is the second time you and Miao Qiang have fought against each other today. To be fair, how do you compare with him?"
After hearing this, Lao Jia's expression changed. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "I'm not as good as him in terms of boxing and kicking skills. His Bajiquan is really powerful."
The fat bald man nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, and according to my observation, this Miao Qiang may not only be able to do some boxing and kicking, but he should also have some skills. When we rushed to the basement the night before yesterday, he should have been guarding
Where are you."
"He should have seen clearly what came out of Huangquan Road. Something that came out of Huangquan Road must be something extraordinary. Ordinary people would be frightened to death if they saw it. But he was scared to death.
He was fine, but he still dared to come out from the dark to attack us. This alone is enough to prove his courage."
"People like him who are both courageous and capable are exactly what our bureau is lacking. Now is the time to recruit people. If we can recruit him, it can alleviate a lot of pressure on us."
After hearing this, Lao Jia suddenly realized and said to the fat bald man: "You have a love for talents, you want to recruit this guy into our seventy-nine bureau. But he must be a cook. If this matter gets spread, I'm afraid
It doesn’t sound good.”
The fat bald man smiled slightly and said, "What's wrong, cook? Before you came to the bureau, weren't you just a wreath seller?"
After hearing this, Lao Jia immediately quit his job and immediately retorted: "Boss, how can it be the same? It's true that I sell wreaths, but no matter how you say it, I am also a serious Yin-Yang teacher and a disciple of Baidao. That boy is
We haven’t figured out the method yet, what if it’s an embroidered pillow that doesn’t look useful?”
The fat bald man laughed loudly after hearing this and said: "Whether it works or not, you will know after trying it for a while."
At this moment, Zhang Bin and Miao Qiang left and returned. Several people in the office suddenly returned to the appearance of virtuous monks.
Zhang Bin clasped his hands together and said to the fat bald man: "Master Jueyuan, I have made it clear to Master Miao that he will follow your arrangements later. Just do whatever you ask."
The fat bald man nodded and said: "That's very good." Then he looked at the clock hanging on the wall of the office and said to a few people around him: "It's almost time, we should go down and get ready."
Miao Qiang looked at the pretentiousness of Jue Yuan and the others, and smiled to himself: "It looks like they are pretending, but I don't know if they have any real ability. If something happens later, I won't save you."
At this time, Jue Yuan and several others had already arrived at Miao Qiang's side. He smiled at Miao Qiang and said, "Donor Miao, let's go down."
Miao Qiang turned around, looked at Zhang Bin, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, why don't you come down and take a look together?"
Zhang Bian waved his hands repeatedly, shaking his head like a rattle, and said: "No, no, no, I will have something to do later. Just go down. I can rest assured that you and the other masters are here."
When Miao Qiang and the others walked through the safe passage and arrived at the basement, there were no outsiders around.
At this time, Miao Qiang said to the monks: "Guys, tell me, what are your backgrounds? Are you here to pretend to be gods and ghosts, and you have defrauded our boss a lot of money?"
When the fat bald man saw him asking this question, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Little brother, are you still angry about what happened that night?"
Miao Qiang snorted coldly: "Huh, wouldn't you be angry if someone slapped you? Tell me, before I take action, you'd better tell me honestly, who are you and what's the purpose of coming here? Otherwise, you'd better tell me honestly.
If so, I’m really going to call the police!”
The fat bald man chuckled and said: "Don't worry, we have no ill intentions. Although we have received money from your boss, we will help him settle this matter. As for our identities, it is not convenient to tell you now. But I
I can assure you that when things here are settled, I will find a suitable time to explain it to you. If you want to call the police, you can, but I want to tell you that the identity of our monk is true."
Miao Qiang cursed in his heart: "Well, I've seen arrogant people before, but I've never seen people as arrogant as you. Today is an eye-opener."
Then he said to the fat bald man: "I don't care whether you succeed in the future or not. This is a matter between you and Zhang Bin. It has nothing to do with me whether one wants to be beaten or the other is willing to suffer. However, you must hand over the guy who hit me that day, otherwise
But don’t blame me for being rude."
Before the fat bald man could reply, a little old man next to him said disdainfully: "Young man, don't be so arrogant. It's not polite to give you a piece of land! Even if we hand over people to you, what can you do?"
Sample?"
"How about it? If I don't beat the shit out of him and let him eat it back, I think he'll have a tight grip!"
"you dare?!"
"Try it!"
Seeing that the two men were at war with each other, they were about to take action. The fat bald man said to the little old man: "Old Liao, you don't know when to stop."
Then he said to Miao Qiang: "You should say less."
After hearing this, Miao Qiang, who was already angry, retorted unceremoniously: "Don't you dare to point fingers in front of me. It's not your turn to give orders to me. Just watch your old dog first!"
After hearing this, the little old man who had already died out suddenly rushed to Miao Qiang, raised his finger and pointed at him and said angrily: "Little bastard, who the hell are you talking about?"
Miao Qiang raised his hand and clicked it, opened the hand pointing at himself, glared at the little old man and sneered: "Old man, you are screwed, right? I have tolerated you for a long time, okay, if you want to do it, do it!"
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Just when the two were about to take action, Lao Jia stepped between them and said to Miao Qiang: "Little brother, please stop saying a few words, okay? I'm begging you. I'll give you a sap that day."
It's our fault. Once this matter is settled, we will definitely give you an explanation, okay?"
Then he turned around and said to the little old man: "Old Liao, please calm down. If we hadn't rushed over to save you that day, Zhou Dapeng wouldn't have used such despicable means to sap Brother Miao."
Just when they were in a stalemate, the fat bald man suddenly said: "No, something is coming out of Huangquan Road! Everyone, be careful!"