After Qin Wantian finished talking to Brother Xu, I saw him off personally. When I came back, Dakang, Mumu, Li Meng, and Leilei, who had been sitting in the car downstairs, had already left.
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I walked around upstairs and saw Brother Xu toasting in Captain Sun's private room. I thought for a moment and didn't go in. I was most annoyed by this kind of social interaction, so I asked for a chair and sat in the corridor while texting with Hong Xin.
, while waiting for Brother Xu.
Two hours later, Brother Xu came out. When he saw me, he was stunned and said to me, "Why haven't you left yet?"
"Don't wait for you! I'm afraid you'll be stuffed to death!" I yawned and said.
"Walking around? Brother Fei!" Brother Xu threw me a cigarette and said ambiguously to me.
"Let's go! It's all your consumption anyway!" I lit up my cigarette and nodded.
Brother Xu smiled and put his arms around my neck, and the two of us walked downstairs. The manager hadn't gotten off work yet. Brother Xu took one look at him and asked: "The account of Team Sun's room is mine!"
"Haha, you guys are so rich, we just got married when Mr. Meng left!" the manager said with a smile.
"Okay, then get busy!" Brother Xu greeted him and took me out of Mingdao Seafood.
After I left the house, I took out my car keys and walked toward the Toyota Overlord. Unexpectedly, Brother Xu grabbed me, rubbed his head and said, "Go back, I'll sober up!"
Even though I wasn't happy about it, he was the boss in name only, so I didn't refuse and went with him.
The two of us went to the supermarket, bought some mineral water and two packs of cigarettes, and started walking on the road. The dim street lights made our backs look long.
I saw that Brother Xu’s eyes were red and his beard was unkempt. Although he didn’t drink too much, he was walking a little swaying.
"Brother... let me ask you something!" To be honest, I quite like being alone with Brother Xu. Every time I chat with him, I gain something.
"Haha, what's going on?"
"I'm a little confused. You said that Donghai Dragon Palace doesn't make money. Why do you have to spend 30 million to buy the things in Qin Wantian's hands? Renovation of the underground mall, plus sales, at least 2 years
Isn’t it a bit hard to get back the money?” I asked the doubts in my heart. So far, I still feel sorry for the 30 million.
"What I want is not an underground shopping mall, but an identity. No matter how much money Donghai Dragon Palace makes, it will still be a low-income person. And if I work for another ten years, it will only be of this scale. If not, it will go downhill. Take today as an example. If
It’s me in the past, do you think other officials besides Captain Sun would give me face and come to my room to toast??”
After Brother Xu finished speaking, I nodded, thoughtfully.
"Do you think we are pretty good now??" Brother Xu looked at me with a smile and asked again.
I nodded unequivocally. To be honest, not only do I have this idea, but everyone in Donghai Dragon Palace should have this idea. With a profit of nearly 70 million a year, it requires people and connections. I don’t know.
Before we knew it, we were already feeling a little carried away.
"Haha, Liu Yong from Shenyang slapped Andy Lau, Nie Lei from Shandong has assets of more than 1 billion, the Edinburgh shooting in Sichuan shocked the whole country, and the daughter-in-law of the first defendant, do you know how much money she took to go to Beijing?
?" Brother Xu asked with a smile.
I shook my head.
"I took 50 million in cash and said, whoever can give her husband a reprieve from death, please pay immediately! Don't talk about the far ones, let's talk about the nearby ones. Our city's Manlizhu, the largest truck logistics boss, conservatively estimates, seven or eight
There are the big landowners of Qiqihar, the small landowners, the prototype of "Conquest" that was released some time ago, Zhang Baolin, Zhang Baoyi... Who can't have assets of more than 100 million? If you compare it with these people, our little money counts.
What??"
"**, so awesome? Why didn't I know?" I asked **.
"Because your social level is too low! You can't get in touch with it, so you think it doesn't really exist? Haha!" Brother Xu said, patting my head.
"Fuck...!" I cursed unhappily.
"Xiao Fei, each of you now has at least ten scars on your body, and each of you is more or less disabled... Although each of you drives a car worth hundreds of thousands and has some savings,
But do you feel that what you get is worth what you pay for?" Brother Xu asked me seriously.
I looked up at him and said nothing.
"I can't promise whether you will have a good ending in life, because I may not have a good ending myself, but if you follow me for a while, I have to guarantee that as long as you live one day, you will live in a state of dissipation and indulgence every night.
Shengge! I was 16 years old, living in society, following Brother Hei, and having no father or mother... The parents of you children are my parents. I have to let my "parents"... live a good life...
I can’t be filial to my parents... but I have to have a rich material life in my old age...!" Brother Xu said, patting me heavily on the shoulder.
I still said nothing and looked at him.
This night, Brother Xu talked a lot, not as much as usual. At first, when he left, he was definitely not drunk, but I don’t know what happened, but he was drunk as he walked. In my opinion, he was drunk.
Very powerful...
But the next day, he refused to admit that he drank too much, but when I asked him what he said, he couldn't say a word.
At that time, I strongly despised his performance, but it didn't take long for me to realize why he said that...
Because he... was too tired... so when he was relaxed, he became drunk while walking...
Brother Xu and I returned to the East China Sea Dragon Palace and sent him to a private room. I looked at the time and saw that it was already midnight. I took out my phone and sent a text message to Hong Xin.
"Daughter-in-law...are you asleep?"
"You don't have to come back! Tonight, my sister fell asleep with Zhang Meng in her arms!!"
"Your uncle!!"
"Your aunt!!"
"..."
I flirted with her for a while, but found that he had no intention of asking me to go home. I felt desolate... I could only go to the fourth floor to talk to Ji Changzi.
When we got to the fourth floor, Ji Changzi was playing mahjong with a few girls, and he was so embarrassed when he lost.
"Fei...you fuck me for a while, I'll go back to the room and change into red pants!"
"What are you doing?" I asked confused.
"Transfer!!!" Ji Changzi pushed Mahjong away and angrily went into the house to change his pants.
"... You stick three sticks of incense on your pants, should you lose or lose... This fucking mahjong drip is so awesome..." I looked at the chicken intestines on the mahjong table speechlessly.
Cards, a rough count.
21 pictures!!
If this damn thing can win, a new generation of gambling gods will be born!!!