Seeing Chu Heng's serious look, Martin couldn't help but be stunned. He really didn't expect that this guy actually had the idea of being his own boss. He smiled and said: "Then I will ask us for you when I get back.
Boss, but the possibility is unlikely. His financial situation is very good. If there is no emergency, he will definitely not sell em."
"I can only pray that something unexpected happens to him." Chu Heng grinned maliciously.
"I hope God can hear your prayers. In fact, I have long wanted to replace that stingy boss." Martin couldn't help but complain and sat down. Then he immediately got into work mode and pushed the gold on the bridge of his nose.
Wearing silk glasses, he asked seriously: "Okay, Chu, we'll lose the rest later, so let's talk about the work this time."
"You are so impatient." Chu Heng, who had just touched the sofa with his butt, couldn't help but smile for a moment. He immediately stood up, handed him the plan left by Benigno, and gave him his predictions about the oil crisis.
When he had finished speaking, he gave it to Martin.
"Oil crisis?"
After hearing this, Martin frowned subconsciously. The first thought in his mind was that Benigno was alarmist. However, due to his professionalism, he did not express any personal opinions immediately and was prepared to wait for the results of the investigation to come out.
Then he silently opened the plan and looked at it carefully. After a while, he gave a pertinent evaluation: "This plan is still very complete. If..."
At this point, he paused and continued: "If Mr. Rey's prediction can come true, this project will be a very good one."
"Then I'll ask you to help me investigate this project carefully, and do it quickly. I have about twenty days before I return to Hong Kong Island." Chu Heng reminded.
After hearing this, Martin thought about it seriously, nodded confidently, and said: "No problem, even including the subsequent acquisition of Borgward, twenty days is enough. Please trust my efficiency."
"I have always believed in you on this, my friend." Chu Heng raised his hand and patted his shoulder, inviting him: "You haven't had lunch yet, right? Come on, let's go down and have something to eat. You can continue to work.
Find Chrissy again in the evening and have a drink together."
"To be honest, I'm really a little hungry." Martin stood up with a smile and did not refuse on this matter.
Although he is a workaholic, he is not an iron man, and he still needs to eat, drink, and have diarrhea.
When we go back to eat with the guys, we might as well have a meal at Chu Heng. Not only is the meal delicious, but the main reason is that it doesn’t cost money...
"Wait for me a moment."
Chu Heng pinched off the cigarette butts in his hand, wiped himself and walked into the bedroom. When he came out a moment later, he had already put on a mask and sunglasses on his face.
Martin couldn't help but be surprised: "What are you doing?"
"Nothing, let's go." Chu Heng didn't explain much, stepped forward and pulled Martin out of the room, and took the elevator to the restaurant downstairs.
"bite!"
There was a crisp sound and the elevator door opened.
The restaurant waiter standing at the door to greet guests looked at Chu Heng, who was wearing sunglasses and a mask and coming out of the elevator. He had met this guy several times and didn't show much emotion. He smiled as usual and bowed.
, asked: "Good afternoon, sir, is it still the same as yesterday?"
"Yes." Chu Heng took out a two-yuan denomination and handed it over, saying, "Find me a private room."
"Okay, please follow me." The waiter took the money steadily, with a more attentive smile on his face, and quickly led them into the restaurant, to a very private room with only a small table for four.
In the small private room.
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Martin sat down with a weird look on his face, and after ordering some more food, he couldn't help but ask the somewhat sneaky Chu Heng: "What's wrong with you, Chu? It feels like you are hiding from someone."
"Well, you can also say that I am really hiding from people." Chu Heng shrugged without explaining much.
Martin has a good habit. He never likes to inquire into other people's secrets. Seeing that Chu Heng looked like he didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more questions and started talking about this investment.
After a while, the waiter brought the meals for the two of them.
Because Martin had to work in the afternoon, they did not drink. They chatted while eating and quickly finished lunch. Then Martin entered a workaholic state and did not want to stay for a moment. He immediately stood up and said goodbye.
"It's time for me to go, Chu. Thanks for the lunch."
"I'll give it to you."
Chu Heng, who was only half full, could only wipe his mouth helplessly, put on sunglasses and a mask, stood up and came out of the private room with him.
"Mr. Chu, I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence."
Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them came out of the private room, a big face appeared in front of Chu Heng. It was Cammy Locke who was trying to buy the Roosevelt Hotel at a low price.
Although he had tried his best to act out the surprise of unexpectedly meeting his idol, Chu Heng still saw a bit of hypocrisy in his expression, so he immediately guessed that this guy might be like Mas, and he didn't know where to find out.
I found my whereabouts and touched them.
This made him feel annoyed. He frowned and looked at Locke, and said in a bad tone: "I advise you to disappear from my eyes before I get angry!"
"Mr. Chu, I really want to learn magic from you, please accept me!" Locke was not frightened, and still stood in front of him with a sincere face.
Looking at this piece of dog-skin plaster, Chu Heng was also quite helpless. He couldn't kill the other party just because of this, right?
So he pondered for a moment and said coldly: "You have no qualifications and can't learn magic."
Chu Heng, who could no longer use magic as an explanation, could only use this as an excuse to send the person away.
"No... no qualifications?" Locke was stunned when he heard this. He felt a basin of cold water pouring down from head to toe, and his heart felt so cold. He didn't care about respect now, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Chu Heng and confirmed:
"What does it mean to have no qualifications, Mr. Chu?"
"Having no qualifications means that you are a Muggle without magic power, do you understand?" Chu Heng shook his arms, broke away from his hand, and called the somewhat astonished Martin to leave.
Locke was left standing there in despair, just like the buddy whose stove broke.
"Chu, what on earth is going on?"
When he got to the elevator, Martin, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally couldn't hold it in anymore and asked Chu Heng in a low voice: "What magic, what Muggle? Are you really a wizard?"
"I'm still God. Don't pay attention to that guy. He's just crazy about reading. Let's get rid of you." Chu Heng pushed him into the elevator, smiled and waved, and the elevator door slowly closed, blocking Martin's full face.
It's a curious face.
Then Chu Heng turned his head and looked at Locke who was still in a daze behind him, shook his head and got into another elevator and went back upstairs.
