In hh city, the middle-aged man in the hotel hung up the phone, lowered his head in silence, and walked in place.
"What will he choose?" Yuan Yuan touched his chubby cheek, raised his head and asked.
"...I don't know!" The middle-aged man clasped his hands behind his back, seemed to think for a long time, and then shook his head and said.
"Brother, I don't understand what you are thinking now. Li Meng must be in Shenyang!! People have time to do work, why do you have to give them a day to think about it? I'm going to tell you that you are running for the "failure mark" "What are you doing!!" Yuanyuan asked in confusion.
"There is no other way, I have to buy Wenfeng some time!!" the middle-aged man replied expressionlessly.
"How can we buy Wenfeng some time???" Yuan Yuan looked at the middle-aged man in confusion.
"I asked him to go to Shenyang, there are other things!"
"What's going on?"
"The one in the unfinished building was the little girl in the teahouse who was behind the scenes. Our family really felt guilty for what happened in the past, and she was not a man for what she did. So when she came back, she told Xiao Tao and Xu Zi Angry, I also turned a blind eye, and now I am getting more and more embarrassed. Before I leave...she has to deal with it...!" The middle-aged man explained in a slow voice.
"Just because of guilt, all these things didn't touch her, why don't I believe it?" Yuanyuan asked with a smile.
"...The big flag was blowing behind her, which protected her from the sun. I heard that she had already been sent to the Provincial Public Security Bureau!" The middle-aged man paused and added.
"Look, doesn't it mean I'm enlightened?"
"Haha! Come on, come with me for a walk!" The middle-aged man smiled and pointed at the door.
"...Do you want to move now??" Yuanyuan asked unexpectedly.
"At the risk of losing the bid, isn't it just this one night that we are fighting for?" the middle-aged man explained.
Ten minutes later, the two of them put on their clothes, went downstairs and sat in the car. As soon as the middle-aged man took out his phone, Wen Feng called.
"How's it going?"
"It's hard to do anything, I've never killed anyone around me!" Wen Feng replied.
"...Is there a roundabout way? It's no use asking others, all I need is a message from him!" the middle-aged man said with a frown.
"Let me think of a way!" Wen Feng said a little embarrassed.
"...I'm going to go there now!" The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"Brother, things are not stable yet, what are you going to do?" Wen Feng asked a little anxiously.
"Whether I can walk out of the teahouse depends on how you handle your affairs! Hang up!" After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man closed the phone and said to Yuanyuan: "Drive and play a rock version of "On the Road" !”
"Haha, I see you forced Wen Feng to death that day, who else are you going to order?" Yuan Yuan started the car with a smile, turned on the music, and said with a smile.
"If you want to hire someone, then hire someone who can keep up with the rhythm of your thinking. If there is no one around you, and you want to hire someone who is slow to do everything, you have to keep squeezing him until he Until you can keep up with the rhythm!! In this way, your affairs may have some twists and turns, but the people in your hands will survive!... Six years ago, there were only three young people around me, Wang Teng, Xu Zi, and Xiao Tao , I use them to do things every day, but Wang Teng doesn't understand it at all. After playing around, he only has Qin Hu in his hand, which is still a waste. So facing Xu Zi, he failed. Xiao Tao was a little conceited. He imitates my methods and at the same time questions my methods, which means he has scratched the surface, so the people around him are like revolving lanterns, the more they use them, the more they die!!" The middle-aged man commented lightly.
"What about Zhang Xu?" Yuan Yuan nodded thoughtfully and asked curiously.
"Haha, he does better than me in this aspect!" The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and said with a smile.
"...What do you mean??" Yuanyuan asked a little confused.
"You are enlightening!" The middle-aged man paused and said with a smile.
...
In Shenyang, in the alley next to Caesar's Palace, Wen Feng and one of the uninjured strong men were leaning against the wall, smoking and looking at Caesar's door.
"What's going on? Brother Feng??" the strong man wrapped his cigarette butt and asked breathlessly.
"Do you think we can beat him?" Wen Feng turned around and asked.
"What's wrong? What's his physique? **, he's almost two meters tall! How can I get close to him?" the strong man asked a little abruptly.
"...Do you think we can solve the problem with wisdom?"
"...Then let's go with him!!!" the strong man said decisively.
"Go, get out of here and squat for a while!" Wen Feng waved his hands impatiently, then held his shoulders and looked at the two Caesar security guards, walking back and forth, a little big-headed.
After forcing himself to think for ten minutes, Wen Feng finally worked out a plan, then turned around and squatted down to discuss with the strong man.
...
On the other side, Yuanyuan drove to the door of a teahouse. Although it was almost 11 o'clock, the teahouse was still open. There were many good cars at the door. The middle-aged man glanced at the parking lot through the window of the Land Rover. , and then the car door opened with a bang.
"Brother, are we going to go on like this? How about being beaten?" Yuanyuan asked, stretching his neck.
"If I beat you, you will squat and sing Conquer!!" the middle-aged man said casually, and without waiting for Yuanyuan, he walked into the teahouse hall with square steps, hands behind his back.
"Hello, welcome!" said the receptionist at the door. She was wearing a pure white kung fu suit and a hairpin on the back of her head. Her voice was gentle and soft, which was very suitable for the antique teahouse decoration.
"...Upstairs, find me a private room!" The middle-aged man glanced at the living room and saw that there were no tables and chairs on the first floor. They were all decorated, with calligraphy and paintings, porcelain bottles, long swords and the like. of antiquities.
"Do you have a membership?"
"Oh, no, I'm looking for someone??" the middle-aged man said casually and ran upstairs.
"Looking for someone? Who to look for??"
"Your boss!"
"you are...!"
"Haha... Just say, the people from the nursing home are here!!" The middle-aged man said casually while running his hands and walking upstairs.
"Okay! I'll arrange a room for you!"
...
At the other end, in the alley next to Caesar, after Wen Feng and the strong man had almost finished their discussion, he took out a phone, handed it to the strong man and said, "You call!!"
"Oh!" The strong man responded, took the phone, dialed 114 first, and then transferred to Caesar's front desk.
"Hello, Caesars Palace Entertainment Club!"
"Is Dakang here?" the strong man asked carelessly.
"Oh, Mr. Kang is in another store, do you have something to do with him??"
"Fuck, just tell him that Mamma Mia's big carrot is looking for him!! Come over here and have two drinks! I'm in the private room 1088!!" the strong man said in a furious tone.