"Humph, old man!" Mr. Jiang stood up with his hands behind his back. In comparison, Mr. Jiang is much shorter than Situ Hao, and his figure is also thin. Situ Hao is a typical Northeastern man with a powerful figure.
If he were to wear a suit of armor, he might be Lian Po alive again. Mr. Jiang glanced at him and said, "Actually, you don't have to hide it from me. From the look in your eyes just now, I can already tell that you know this person."
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Mr. Jiang pointed at the small half of Wei Li's face on the screen and said with a smile: "If you tell the truth, how about I give you a bottle of the best Moutai?!" Mr. Jiang also learned how to seduce.
"This..." Situ Hao was stunned for a moment, and began to think about whether such a deal was worth it. In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of Moutai. He nodded heavily and said, "Okay,
You win, but I have to say it first, you must give me the wine first, otherwise you can’t even think of me trying anything!"
"Okay!" Mr. Jiang chuckled and asked Xiao Chen to take out the Moutai that had been in stock for twenty years from the wine cellar.
Not long after, Secretary Xiao Chen hurried back from the backyard, holding a milky white bottle in his hand. The bottle alone was exquisitely made, and the reliefs on it were all hand-carved, with the two Chinese characters Maotai flying in the air. It was very beautiful, Situ.
Hao didn't have any artistic talent, but when he saw this wine bottle, he immediately smiled and exclaimed: "Beautiful, this wine bottle is so damn beautiful!"
"I think you like the wine in this..." Mr. Jiang glared at him. Seeing the old man Situ holding a bottle and touching it, he felt as if a piece of flesh had been cut off. There was nothing he could do about it, this Maotai
But this old man deprived me of a bottle of the stuff I had been hiding for twenty years. However, in order to obtain some information, it was considered appropriate.
"That's right, isn't there an idiom? What's it called...whatever you love...that's it!" Situ Hao looked at Mr. Jiang in confusion.
"Aiwujiwu!" Mr. Jiang glanced at him angrily and said, "Hurry up and get down to business, don't waste my time!"
"Okay, okay, that kid is one of Li Si's subordinates and a leader of the Juxing Gang in Huainan City!" Situ Hao laughed and said, "I was brought into that team by Li Si for training two years ago.
"So, you don't have to think about it to know that this is what that bastard Li Si did!" "Huh, old man!" Mr. Jiang stood up with his hands behind his back. In comparison, Mr. Jiang was much shorter than Situ Hao.
, and his figure is also thin. Situ Hao is a typical Northeastern man with a powerful figure. If he puts on a suit of armor, he may be another Lian Po alive. Mr. Jiang glanced at him and said: "Actually, you don't have to hide it.
Damn, from the look in your eyes just now, I can tell that you know this person!"
Mr. Jiang pointed to the small half of Wei Li's face on the screen and said with a smile: "If you tell the truth, how about I give you a bottle of the best Moutai?!" Mr. Jiang also learned how to seduce.
"This..." Situ Hao was stunned for a moment, and began to think about whether such a deal was worth it. In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of Moutai. He nodded heavily and said, "Okay,
You win, but I have to say it first, you have to give me the wine first, otherwise you can’t even think of me trying anything!"
"Okay!" Mr. Jiang chuckled and asked Xiao Chen to take out the Moutai that had been in stock for 20 years from the wine cellar.
Not long after, Secretary Xiao Chen hurried back from the backyard, holding a milky white bottle in his hand. The bottle alone was exquisitely made, and the reliefs on it were all hand-carved, with the two Chinese characters Maotai flying in the air. It was very beautiful, Situ.
Hao didn't have any artistic talent, but when he saw this wine bottle, he immediately smiled and exclaimed: "Beautiful, this wine bottle is so damn beautiful!"
"I think you like the wine in this..." Mr. Jiang glared at him. Seeing the old man Situ holding a bottle and touching it, he felt as if a piece of flesh had been cut off. There was nothing he could do about it, this Maotai
But this old man deprived me of a bottle of the stuff I had been hiding for twenty years. However, in order to obtain some information, it was considered appropriate.
"That's right, isn't there an idiom? What's it called...whatever you love...that's it!" Situ Hao looked at Mr. Jiang in confusion.
"Aiwujiwu!" Mr. Jiang glanced at him angrily and said, "Hurry up and get down to business, don't waste my time!"
"Okay, okay, that kid is one of Li Si's subordinates and a leader of the Juxing Gang in Huainan City!" Situ Hao laughed and said, "I was brought into that team by Li Si for training two years ago.
, So, you don’t have to think about it to know that this is what that bastard Li Si did!”
