Seeing the money in the box, Owen didn't even care about maintaining his aristocratic manners. His eyes suddenly became hot. He excitedly picked up a bundle of money and put it in front of his nose and smelled it. He squinted intoxicatedly and said, "This smell is really charming."
!”
"I've always felt this way, there should be nothing more charming in this world." Chu Heng smiled and took a puff of his cigar.
"Yes yes, it is the most charming!"
Owen grinned his sausage-like thick lips, his smiling eyes disappeared, and then turned his head and waved to a servant, shouting cheerfully: "Miss Comina, I need a bottle of champagne with me now.
Friends, let’s celebrate!”
"Please wait a moment, sir."
The servant bowed respectfully, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and soon came out with a tray on which was placed the Laurent Perrier champagne that had been prepared long ago and several exquisite crystal glasses.
When he came closer, Owen stood up impatiently, reached for the champagne bottle, roughly opened the gold foil paper wrapped around the mouth of the bottle, removed the metal mesh, pressed his thumb on the cap, and shook it vigorously a few times.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the cork on the champagne bottle flew out. Irving held the bottle, tilted it, and poured it into the crystal glasses. The golden wine was filled with bubbles and had a faint fruity aroma.
Float out of it.
"Let's have a drink, friends!"
When he got the good wine, he handed the wine bottle to the servant, then picked up one of the glasses and motioned to Chu Heng and the others with an excited look on his face.
Naturally, Chu Heng and the others would not disturb the scenery at such a time. Regardless of whether they liked drinking or not, they all stood up, picked up a glass, and clinked the glasses with him.
"bite!"
“A pleasure to work with!”
"To my dear Chu!"
After finishing a glass of wine, Owen happily wiped his mouth with the handkerchief in his coat pocket, then looked down at the banknotes on the coffee table. The desire in his heart couldn't help but swell. He looked up at Chu Heng with burning eyes.
His big eyes were full of greed: "Speaking of which, Chu, does your company have any ideas to buy more land? The Hong Kong government may have some high-quality land to be auctioned next month!"
Still coming?
Damn, this ghost guy is so brave!
Chu Heng looked at Owen who was looking at him hopefully, and couldn't help but smacked his lips, then shrugged and said with a smile: "We will no longer invest in real estate on Hong Kong Island before we get a concrete report."
"Oh, this is really bad news." Owen's face collapsed when he heard this, and he was immediately disappointed. Chu Heng was the best partner he had met in these years. Not only was he generous, but he also had more money than those who paid tens of thousands of dollars.
The miser who has been fighting with him for a long time is many times stronger.
He really hopes to continue to cooperate with the other party.
It's a pity that things in the world always don't go as you wish.
"Right." Chu Heng suddenly spoke at this moment, winking and asking in a lewd tone that all men understand: "I remember that you should have passed the ban on sexual intercourse, right? How was the effect?"
Upon hearing this, Martin, who was about to enter middle age, immediately pricked up his ears.
Cen Hao was indifferent to this and was frowning at the champagne in his hand. He was now stronger than Brother Zilong and didn't need such a thing.
"Hehe, it's great. I swear, I've never been so good!" As soon as he mentioned this, Owen immediately put the unhappy things behind him and said with joy: "Just yesterday, I conquered a
A Douglas Mustang!”
"Wow, here's to our mighty Knight Owen!" Martin's eyes lit up, and he raised his glass with a strange smile, but his eyes were glancing at Chu Heng intentionally or unintentionally, thinking about how to get a bottle of that wine from his hand.
.
"Knight...haha, I like this title!" Owen laughed enthusiastically, and in a trance, he could actually see some of the arrogance of a young man in him.
Sure enough, Jill is a brave man!
The few goods just started chatting in the room, listening to Owen talk about the product experience vividly.
This time, Cen Hao didn't pretend to be cold and transparent, he came over and listened enthusiastically.
He likes to hear this...
After half an hour, when they had had enough chatting, they came out of the official residence and made an appointment with several Hong Kong government officials and wealthy businessmen to go to the golf course to play for a while.
By noon, Irving, who had just made five million and was full of consumerism, generously treated them to lunch, and refused to let anyone else ask for it.
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
After the party, Chu Heng and others took the car back to the hotel.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Chu."
As soon as the car stopped, the doorman ran forward diligently and opened the door with a smile on his face.
"good afternoon."
Chu Heng got out of the car, smiled and nodded to him, then led Cen Hao and Martin into the hotel amidst the greetings of all the employees, and walked to the elevator.
While waiting for the elevator, Martin, who was hesitant to speak several times in the car, finally couldn't bear it anymore and whispered to Chu Heng: "Mr. Chu, I will leave with my team tomorrow."
"You've told me this a long time ago." Chu Heng looked at him doubtfully.
"I mean... um." Martin blushed, opened his mouth, and said in a somewhat unspeakable voice: "I want to ask you if you can sell me a bottle of... um... a bottle of Owen
I have a friend who drinks that kind of wine sir..."
"Okay, stop talking, I understand."
Chu Heng looked at him sideways, with a half-smile on his face. He put his arms around his shoulders and said generously: "Although I don't have much wine anymore, who made you my best friend? Let's go together.
Take it upstairs."
Martin breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Thank you, Mr. Chu, you are really too generous."
"You're welcome, who among us is following whom?"
Chu Heng smiled nonchalantly and pulled him into the elevator. After returning to the presidential suite and giving him a bottle of tiger penis wine, Martin carefully left the room holding the bottle as if it were a treasure.
I'm afraid it will be broken.
"You have no choice but to reach middle age." Chu Heng, who was walking to the door, looked at Martin who was trying to walk softly. He smiled and shook his head. He closed the door and went to the living room. He sat on the sofa with a financial magazine.
Watching with relish.
It didn't take long.
Cen Hao, who had changed into loose clothes, came out of the bedroom and asked him: "Master Chu, you have almost finished this matter. When should we go back? It's almost the New Year!"
"Who told you that the matter is done?" Chu Heng put down the book after hearing this, glanced at him, and said, "Wait a little longer. When the last matter is done, we will set off to go back."
"No, what else do you want?" Cen Hao looked over in surprise.
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Chu Heng waved to him like he was shooing away flies, then picked up the book and continued reading, as if he was secretive about it.
"oh."
Cen Hao curled his lips at him, but he was too sensible to ask further questions, and turned back to the bedroom to read his faithful comic book.
