Unlike Chrissy's group who were still fast asleep, when Chu Heng came to the conference room, the two lawyers he hired who had also come back very late yesterday had already started working.
"Mr. Chu."
"Good morning, Mr. Chu."
Seeing him coming, the two of them quickly stood up to greet him.
"Good morning, you two."
Chu Heng's favorite was this kind of obedient cow and horse. He smiled at them with satisfaction and asked casually: "How was your play yesterday? Are you happy?"
"Hey, happy, very happy."
"I would also like to thank Mr. Chu for your hospitality."
The two of them smiled obscenely.
"Just be happy and go get busy. I'll take you to Du Laozhi tonight." Chu Heng walked slowly to the back of the conference room and sat down, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, looked at his watch, and counted each second.
Counting the seconds, he was playing with a glass in his other hand.
Before you know it, ten minutes will come soon.
Just when Chu Heng thought he could get another handful of Chrissy's wool, a series of messy and rapid footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and quickly moved from far to near.
After a while.
Chrissy, whose beard and hair were extremely unkempt, as if he had two chicken nests on his head, rushed into the conference room, glared at Chu Heng with a pair of big black eyes, and cursed: "
Shit! Is this how you treat your guests? You can’t even let them sleep well!"
"Tsk!"
Chu Heng looked away in disappointment, glanced at Krissy indifferently, turned sideways and used one hand to cover the eyes of others, while the cup in the other hand kept changing as if the saucer was jammed.
Eggs, chopsticks, cigarettes, lighters...
It finally became a toothpick.
"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will turn your thing into a toothpick?"
Chrissy's expression froze for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and her face quickly turned into a bright smile. Sincerely and flatteringly, she took out a cigarette and put it in Chu Heng's mouth: "Sorry, Chu, I just got up and I have a bit of a temper."
, please don’t be angry.”
"Gungun, hurry up and get to work. We have to finish things this morning." Chu Heng pushed him away with a look of disgust.
"Okay, okay, I promise that these agreements will be finalized before lunch!" Chrissie nodded hurriedly, then turned around and shouted to the two men who were still a little confused: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and start work, lunch
If you couldn't handle these jobs before, I'll deduct your salary!"
"Got it, boss!"
The two foreigners suddenly felt a chill in their hearts. They hurriedly rubbed their faces to make themselves more energetic, and then quickly started working.
Then Chrissy approached Chu Heng with a shy face and asked furtively: "Chu, since you can turn that thing into a toothpick, can you also turn that thing into something else?"
"Others? What do you mean?" Chu Heng looked at him in confusion.
"It's that kind of... that kind of... bitter melon, yes, you know the bitter melon, right? Can it be transformed into the shape of a bitter melon, but the material remains the same?" Chrissy gestured, getting more and more excited as he talked.
"roll."
Chu Heng was speechless.
What is this?
If the strength is not enough, how about hardware?
Damn, this damn foreign devil’s thinking is really strange!
"Don't be like this, Chu, I believe you can do it. I want to give it a try, it will feel great!" Chrissy wanted to pester her again.
Chu Heng was too lazy to argue with him, and repeated his old tricks and said quickly: "It's impossible. What you said is a partial transformation. There is no such magic at all. But I can turn your whole person into a bitter melon. Do you want to try it?
try?"
"Can turn me into a bitter melon!!"
Chrissie's ghostly eyes instantly brightened up, and her smile became particularly lewd.
No, little brother, what the hell are you thinking of?
Chu Heng looked at him in astonishment, and then hurriedly added: "But you will lose all consciousness, really like a bitter gourd."
"Ah, forget it." Chrissy couldn't help but be disappointed.
"Okay, okay, hurry up and get to work." Seeing that he had been fooled, Chu Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he couldn't help complaining in his heart. It's a shame that this damn foreign devil was born in Citigroup. He should go to Ah San's place.
.
What a pervert!
Chu Heng glanced at Chrissy who was already at work, silently distanced himself from him, and began to deal with the agreements at hand.
In the blink of an eye, the time came to around eleven o'clock. With Chrissy threatening wages, the work efficiency of his two foreign devils was unprecedentedly high.
At this time, the work on the licensing agreement for the books brought by Chu Heng has come to an end, and it will probably be completed in another half an hour.
"Mr. Chu."
At this moment, the fat secretary came in from the door, walked to Chu Heng and reported: "Mr. Martin's team will arrive at the hotel soon. Do you want to meet him?"
Chu Heng immediately shook his head and said: "I won't go. The work here will be completed soon, and I really can't get away. Ask Mr. Duan to receive it for me. I'll go over when I'm done, and I'll inform Master Cheng again.
Let him prepare a banquet and start on time at twelve o'clock."
"Understood."
The fat secretary took the order and left.
Chu Heng continued to work, and after more than twenty minutes, they finally signed the last agreement.
"Finally done."
"I feel like my eyes are going to blur."
"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life. Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
Chrissy's two foreign devils heaved a sigh of relief in order to keep their salaries, and then they all slumped down on their chairs, not wanting to move.
Similarly, the two lawyers hired by Chu Heng also looked tired and a little languid.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
Chu Heng stood up, shaking his sore wrist, and said to everyone with a smile: "Let's all go and have a rest first. Let's meet at the restaurant downstairs at twelve o'clock, have something to eat first, and then celebrate in the evening."
"See you later, Chu." Chrissy, who was a little depressed, stood up and waved weakly, handed over the follow-up matters to two assistants, and took the lead in dragging his feet.
Chu Heng also quickly put the licensing agreements piled in front of him into a box, and followed him out of the conference room. Then he found a room attendant and asked him to hand the box to the driver Zhuang Fengqin to put it away while he took the elevator.
Go upstairs and find Martin.
A few moments.
Chu Heng came to Martin's room in the hotel and gently knocked on the door.
"Dong dong dong."
"Hold on!"
"Squeak."
As the door opened, Martin appeared behind the door. He was tall, with meticulous hair, clean shaven beard, gold-rimmed glasses, white shirt, and black trousers. He still looked like a professional elite who had not changed for thousands of years.
dress up.
"Long time no see, Chu." Seeing Chu Heng, an old friend and big client, Martin's stern face showed a heartfelt smile, and he stretched out his hand to shake his hand.
"Sorry, Martin, I was busy signing an agreement with Chrissy just now. I really couldn't get away and couldn't receive you." Chu Heng apologized.
"It's okay, we are friends, right? Don't worry about this, come in and sit down." Martin enthusiastically invited him into the room.
