When we arrived at the lobby on the first floor, the five of us, Chenchen, Baoge, Zhankui, and Wang Mumu, sat in the lobby. At this time, the lobby was almost full, and it was impossible to go up to the second floor, so many people sat with small tickets.
There was a queue on the sofa at the door, and among them were the six or seven young people who came in just now.
At this time, there happened to be a table downstairs that could be left, leaving a quite large card table. Brother Bao looked at it, pointed at the card table, and said slowly: "Ma Liu's things have been packed away, that's it!!"
"Okay, okay! Let's do it here then!" The manager agreed immediately, and then called the waiter: "Come here, two people, put away the things, hurry up!"
"Brother Kui, why do you look like you are in the advanced stage? What does it look like? It looks like a bloody corpse...!" Wang Mumu had nothing to do and started to make fun of Zhan Kui.
"...Go to the mad dog!" Zhankui felt sick in his stomach and didn't like to talk to him.
"Come, let me take your pulse... to see if you can survive the carnival night...!"
"Haha! Just let him touch it!!" Brother Bao said with a cigarette in his mouth and a bag between his legs.
"...This guy has a bad mouth! Last time we were drinking, I vomited a little, and this bastard saw it, and then he caught everyone and told everyone that I was too fucking constipated!! It all started!
, I only need one eye to eat...!" Zhankui said irritably, and drank a cup of hot tea while standing.
"Ha ha!!"
Chenchen, Brother Bao and I stood there and laughed.
"Fuck, what do you mean!!!? We won't give you money?! Are there any fucking people doing this kind of business?"
While we were waiting for the waiter to clear the table and chatting, the manager and the six or seven young men at the bar started arguing.
"Brother, don't shout! Don't shout! You're like this! Wait for another table!! I'll give you a discount later!!" the manager whispered.
"Fuck... should I use your discount? Am I short of money?" When the young man heard this, his tone became less arrogant.
"...Brother, I know you're not short of money. Give me some face and don't make any noise. I can't afford to offend those people. 30% off. I'll give you the entire 30% off and give you something else! I promise it's not bad.
I'll take care of this for you, okay?!" the manager said again.
"Who is it?? Little Nezha with eight arms?? You can't fucking afford it??" The young man stretched his neck and glanced at us. We smiled and said nothing. Just as the waiter finished packing, everyone
They all sat down.
"Haha, have a cigarette and wait a minute!" The manager took out a cigarette, lit one for the young man, and kept saying nice things.
The young man took a puff of his cigarette and was quite satisfied with the manager's attitude, which completely satisfied his empty and boring vanity. After saying a few words, he stood at the door and chatted with his friends who came with him.
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On the other side, our table has basically all the dishes. Zhankui is more reserved today and is not ready to drink it no matter how much he tries to persuade him. He orders a bowl of millet porridge and starts eating it, while Brother Bao, me, and Chenchen
, Wang Mumu ordered two bottles of liquor and started drinking and chatting.
"Fei...has the land over the steel factory been zoned for you?" Brother Bao asked with a smile.
"Bao! Don't you only play girls and Pai Gow and don't study business matters?" Chenchen asked casually while biting a crab leg and wearing disposable gloves.
"My father said that after thirty years of working, I made a bunch of bad friends, but none of them are useful. This time you took the land of the steel factory, which really made your friends look bad. Our company's quotation is ready, but no
I let you take it without saying a word. My dad is a little impressed by this! What are you talking about? Let me treat you guys to a meal, haha!" Brother Bao said with a smile.
"Why is your dad scolding people??" Zhankui, who is one of the closest friends, immediately became unhappy.
"Haha... You don't count, you don't count, you have a lot of potential, stop talking, can you have some porridge? Brother Kui!!" Brother Bao said pleadingly.
"Fuck!! Someone will come to your house tomorrow to collect protection money!" Zhan Kui cursed.
"Brother Bao, Caesar doesn't have many friends! It will definitely work if you open your mouth. Talking about money hurts feelings. I, Meng Fei, will take as much as you give me! What do you think?" I raised my glass with a smile.
"Snapped!!"
Brother Bao slammed the table, picked up the wine glass, and said to Zhankui: "Are these words clear?"
"Bright, bright!!" Zhankui nodded and said.
"Fei, my dear, if you lose someone, you won't lose. It doesn't matter what you do, it's just a matter of fucking face! Fei, don't worry, I'll give you the steel factory land according to the company's price!! I'll do it first
Come on!!" Brother Bao said proudly, then raised his head and drank a glass of white wine.
"Haha!" I smiled and did it.
Northeastern people talk about things at the wine table, but the conversation process is relatively short, with almost no ink marks. They know what they are talking about when they come, so before the dinner begins, they finish the business in a few words and start drinking directly.
And Brother Bao and I almost finalized the land next to the steel factory with just one sentence. First of all, the land must be sold, because Caesar does not have the financial strength to develop it on its own. Since it can be sold to anyone, why?
How about not being a favor?
Maybe I will make hundreds of thousands or millions less, but isn't the favor of Brother Bao from a second-generation rich man not worth the money? Apart from anything else, once the project starts, Brother Bao can watch it, which has been a long time.
Hengyuan Company, the company responsible for the project, will you continue to stare blankly?
A job with low investment and quick results must be chosen by Caesar, it must be done!!
"Fei, how is the efficiency of logistics recently?" Zhankui asked casually after finishing his porridge and lighting a cigarette.
"Let's make do with it. There are not many people at Caesars now. It's inconvenient for Sticky to go out, and he can't talk to new customers when he goes to other places. I'm almost worried to death!!" I said lightly while eating cod.
"Just let Mumu and Chenchen go!!"
"Fuck, I went to Caesar's three hundred bitches!! You are in charge!!" Since Xiaohai, Wang Nan, and Wang Jun left, Ji Changzi and Wang Mumu are the only ones left on the third floor. They are in charge of so many people, and they are tired every day.
Not enough.
"I can't leave either. The drug sellers, fights, and escorts on the first floor can't take care of them, and something will happen to them. Just a few days ago, two children went there because a young lady was seriously injured.
Going twice and taking a long time is nonsense!" Chenchen explained speechlessly, there was no way, Zhang Xi also left, and Chenchen was alone downstairs.
"Fuck, give me some advice on the newcomers!!" After Zhan Kui said this, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled helplessly.