Excluding the fact that Wang Nan slapped Zhang Xi more than 200 times on the way to the hospital, anyway, Wang Nan and Zhang Xi, this layer of window paper was pierced by Wang Mumu, the thousand-year-old emperor's shit stick...
"Hun Dan... why don't you die?? Just do whatever that idiot Wang Mumu tells you to do??" Wang Nan's jeans were rolled up to his knees, exposing the wound on his calf, and he cursed while sitting on a hospital stool.
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"...You don't have much contact with Wang Mumu... Sometimes, you know that he is a bully, but you still can't help but believe him... Damn, let's not mention him anymore...!" Zhang Xi squatted on the ground.
, grabbed Wang Nan's dangling little white legs, frowned and said: "Don't move, be patient, the disinfectant will be very painful...!"
Wang Nan lowered his head and looked at Zhang Xi who was squatting on the ground with a distressed and serious look on his face. He blinked his big eyes and asked stutteringly: "...when you pushed me just now...did you feel anything?"
"It's hard to push, I can't find my waist...it's too heavy!" Zhang Xi lowered his head and said casually.
"Peng!!" Wang Nan kicked Zhang Xi's leg, showing his little tiger teeth, and said fiercely: "Get out, I don't need you!!"
"Hehe... do you want to ask, what did I just say?" Zhang Xi looked up and asked with a silly smile.
"...The wind was too strong, I didn't hear clearly!" Wang Nan pouted, turned her head, swayed her calves, and muttered.
"I said I like you and want to be with you!!" Zhang Xi looked at Wang Nan and said seriously.
"Um!"
"Then do you agree?"
"……Um!"
"Why are you like a pig, always humming!"
"Um...Eh??? Get out!!" Wang Nan kicked Zhang Xi again, put her hands on her hips and said, "Get up and go watch a movie with me on your back!"
"That's it!!" Zhang Xi carried Wang Nan on his back very shamelessly, and the two of them slowly walked out of the hospital with smiles on their faces... It felt like they had a back...
…
On the other side, in the office of Huiyuan Brick Factory in Yulin Town, Liu Laojiu held the phone and asked with a smile on his wrinkled old face: "Brother Wei, let me ask you something!"
"Well, tell me!" the person on the phone said impatiently.
"Have you ever heard of Caesar's Palace?" Liu Laojiu asked with a frown.
"Huh?? Why are you asking about this?" The person on the phone was stunned for a moment, and then asked in confusion.
"...It's nothing, it's just that a friend has a conflict with someone from Caesar, so he asked me to help him find out!" Liu Laojiu lied and said slowly.
"Have a conflict with Caesar?? Haha, who is it? Do I know him? Who is this tiger?" asked laughter from the phone.
"What? Does Caesar have a good name?" Liu Laojiu asked confused.
"Have you ever heard of the former Dijiu International?"
"I've heard of it. I've heard of their boss, isn't it Zhu Haolong?" Liu Laojiu said as if he knew what he was doing.
"Well, it used to be Zhu Haolong's, but now it's called Caesar's Palace!"
"What about Zhu Haolong?"
"I don't know...I can't believe it!"
"Well, if you put it that way, I understand!" Liu Laojiu was stunned for a long time, then fell silent for a moment and spoke slowly.
"Tell that friend of yours, hurry up and find someone to talk to. They are not short of money. Several high-level officials are now suing for their fucking lives. If you are anxious, you will not be missing one of your fucking friends! That's it, it's over.
!" After saying that, the other party hung up the phone directly.
Liu Laojiu put down the phone, sat on a chair with exposed cotton everywhere, took a sip of tea from the teapot, and lit a Changbai Mountain. He felt a little bit that the situation was beyond his control.
His position at Huiyuan Brick Factory was deputy director, but he did not pay a penny. The chief investor was Bi Ziwen, and there was also a director under him, who was the legal person of the brick factory.
But Bi Ziwen has never been here since he started his business in the brick factory. In normal times, the factory director would come over for a walk, but in the past half month or so, he has not been here even once, so although Liu Laojiu has not invested
, but he handles all the big and small things in the brick factory. In addition to 10% of the dry shares, the money he makes secretly every month is no less than tens of thousands, so he is very fond of the brick factory.
The operation is also very careful.
Last night, the two gangsters Liu Laojiu was looking for were driven away, and the sand in the field was also blown up. I heard that two knives were stuck in the ground. Although Liu Laojiu was a bit unskilled in doing things,
But he is not an idiot. After looking at this method, he knew that Fan Minqing next to him must have spent a lot of money and found a bunch of hard problems, so he called and asked what the background of Caesar was. But after asking,
He knew that this matter was beyond his control and he had to tell the factory director.
Thinking of this, he picked up the phone, took out the phone book in his coat pocket, smoked a cigarette, and dialed the factory director's number. However, after dialing four or five times, the phone was turned off. He thought for a long time and then flipped through the phone book.
, saw Bi Ziwen’s phone number...
…
In the reception room on the 15th floor of Qingshi Hi-Tech, Beijing, Bi Ziwen was wearing a white suit. He handed over his business card, smiled and asked the uniformed girl at the reception desk: "Hello, I am Bi Ziwen from Shenyang. Mr. Wang, am I here?"
"Hello, do you have an appointment?" The girl in a tight-fitting women's suit looked up at Bi Ziwen and asked with a smile.
"Mr. Wang and I are friends! We don't have an appointment...!" Bi Ziwen said a little awkwardly.
"Oh, Mr. Wang's time has been arranged. He should have a meeting in the sales department now. If you are in a hurry to find him, you'd better call his mobile phone!" Mei Mei said politely.
"Then please inform him. If anything happens to him, I won't trouble you anymore!" Bi Ziwen gritted his teeth and said with a red face.
The girl at the reception desk was a little broken, but she still nodded, picked up the phone and dialed Wang Baishi's office. When the phone rang, it was Wang Baishi's personal secretary who answered the call.
"Hey, Sister Linda, there is a Mr. Bi from Shenyang who says he is a friend of Mr. Wang and wants to meet Mr. Wang!" the girl at the reception desk asked anxiously.
On the other end, the secretary with the speakerphone turned on looked up and saw Wang Baishi, who was playing checkers with Sir Wei, cursing with a pale face and a chicken head, and asked softly: "Mr. Wang, Bi Ziwen is here!"
"Let him stick it out!" Before Wang Baishi could say anything, Lord Wei frowned and said, secretly moving the checkers forward...
"Mr. Wang, I'm in a meeting and have a flight to New York in the evening. I've been very busy recently. I don't have an appointment next time, so I just pushed it!" After the personal secretary finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Three minutes later, Bi Ziwen walked out of Qingshi High-Tech with a livid face, sat in the Bentley downstairs, gritted his teeth, punched the seat, and cursed fiercely: "F*ck, Wang Baishi, please order.
Why is this so difficult? Isn’t my money *** money???”
Lying on the back seat, he rested for a long time. He gritted his teeth and hesitated for a long time before taking out his phone and dialing Wang Baishi's number...
Wang Baishi, who was playing checkers in the office, glanced at the phone on the table, pressed mute, and threw it to his secretary...
ps: Let me explain here~ Some book friends are confused about the issues between Qingshi Hi-Tech and Qingbai International. Qingbai International is an international group company. Such group companies generally have no specific business and are equivalent to a resounding name! And the group company’s subsidiaries
Various listed companies are the focus of operations! And Qingshi Hi-Tech is one of them!!!