Zhao Mingyang was extremely moved by Liu Bingbing's actions. Who could not be moved by this?
At this moment, Zhao Mingyang's heart was filled with ice. He really wanted to marry Liu Bingbing.
Who doesn’t like such good ice cream?
What can Zhao Mingyang give Liu Bingbing? He can only do his best and give all his physical energy to Bingbing, so that Bingbing can be twice as happy as other women.
It was late at night, Zhao Mingyang's feet were at the end of the bed, and Liu Bingbing's feet were at the head of the bed.
It was getting late at night, and Zhao Mingyang wanted to try a one-legged horse and one-legged climb to the sky. Liu Bingbing deserved to have dance skills since she was a child. There were really many moves that Zhao Mingyang could come up with, and Liu Bingbing could show them off.
At about seven o'clock the next morning, Zhao Mingyang looked at Liu Bingbing who was sleeping soundly. He quietly got up and left the room, taking the room card and going to a floor downstairs.
I asked the waiter for some white wine to spray on my body. I gave the waiter a sum of money. After some explanations, I called the waitress from last night and asked her to follow the plan. She would benefit from it.
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After everything was settled, Zhao Mingyang opened the door. The room was filled with alcohol. At this time, Zhou and Mo were fast asleep.
Zhao Mingyang was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday and slept directly on the ground. There was air conditioning anyway.
At about 8:20, Zhou Mo got up with a severe headache. Lao Wan and Lao Liu also got up.
They were all woken up by peeing. When they saw Zhao Mingyang sleeping on the ground, they asked me, "How much did you drink last night?"
Several people no longer know how they came back last night. They were drunk and completely drunk.
Zhao Mingyang looked even more embarrassed. There was vomit on his clothes. The smell was so unpleasant. It was Zhou Mo who vomited on him when he came back last night.
He hadn't washed any of his clothes, saving only what he was wearing today.
"Zhao Mingyang, wake up, why are you sleeping on the floor?" Zhou Mo and the other three shouted, Zhao Mingyang really fell asleep, he was tired.
It took a long time to wake him up, and then I put down the worries of several people. I was really afraid that something might happen to Zhao Mingyang.
"Water, is there any water? Have a drink of water." Zhao Mingyang said weakly.
Zhao Mingyang looked a little panicked. Why did this guy feel so weak? He wouldn't have any side effects from drinking.
Everyone kept drinking last night, and I don’t know how much they drank. Zhou Mo was still a little conscious at first, but then he lost it. He doesn’t know how he got here.
Zhao Mingyang took the water handed by Zhou Mo and drank it all in one gulp, but his face was still not very good, a bit pale, and his lips were white, which was a bit scary.
Moreover, even when he stood up, he needed help from others and his legs were weak. This weak appearance made Zhou and Mo feel a sense of self-blame.
This kind of self-blame seems to be caused by them joining forces to drink Zhao Mingyang like this. If something happens to Zhao Mingyang, whose fault will it be?
After a while, the doorbell rang, and Zhou Mo went to open the door.
A waiter came in and said, "It looks like you are all fine. It's fine. I'm about to take over my shift, so I came here to see how much you drank last night."
Several people were brought here from the car by people from our hotel. Mr. Zhao probably didn't even sleep last night. I saw you coming in and out, taking mops and mopping the floor, asking for water, and you took care of them all night.
Bar.
Really, if Mr. Zhao hadn't stayed in our hotel before, our manager wouldn't have dared to let you check in last night. You were all drunk and unconscious. Mr. Zhao, the only one who was still sober, probably got drunk in the middle of the night and fell asleep.
You're already on the floor in the corridor. I was the one who woke you up. Mr. Zhao, do you still remember?
Last night the manager asked me to pay special attention to your room and call 120 if anything happens.
Now that I see that you are fine, I can rest assured and take over my shift. Brothers, I would like to say something good for you. You can’t drink this wine like this. What will happen if you drink it? Have you thought about the consequences? I won’t say it anymore. Let me start.
get off work."
When Zhou Mo and the others heard this, they were moved again. It turned out that Zhao Mingyang was so tired because he had taken care of them last night.
Zhao Mingyang sat on the chair and said: "I really can't drink like this next time. My head still hurts now."
Zhao Mingyang went to turn on his cell phone, but he turned it off and the charger was still on it. When the cell phone was turned on, text messages popped up one after another.
After a while, the mobile phone rang, and Zhao Mingyang pressed the speakerphone to answer: "Who is it?"
"Hello, is this Mr. Zhao?"
"Yes, who are you?"
"Hello, Mr. Zhao, I was the foreman at the palace last night. Do you remember me? You were dining with us last night, and I checked your order reservation number. I sent you a text message, but you never replied. So...
Calling you, your phone is turned off.
I'm telling you that your wallet was lost with us. You can come and pick it up if it's convenient for you, or give me an address and I'll give it to you. I called you several times and kept turning off your phone. Now we finally contacted you. We're afraid you may be of use to us.
, delaying your use.
By the way, your group and a gentleman’s cell phone were left on the box table yesterday. Are you all together? If not, please tell that gentleman and ask him to contact me.”
"Let's all come together and send it together. I'll give you an address..." Zhao Mingyang said.
"Whose mobile phone has been lost?" Zhou Mo asked.
Lao Wan was holding his cell phone, and Lao Liu was holding his cell phone. When Zhou Mo took a look, it turned out that his cell phone was lost.
"Everyone, please take a shower. I will go back to my room to take a shower and change clothes. Give me the type of clothes, pants and shoes you are wearing. I will buy them for you later."
"You're welcome, you won't go out wearing this," Zhao Mingyang urged. The clothes of these people were all very dirty, and they had to pay a cleaning fee to the hotel.
After several people gave Zhao Mingyang the size, Zhao Mingyang returned to his room, threw away his clothes, shoes and pants, then took a shower, changed his clothes, and looked at Liu Bingbing, who was still awake.
Zhao Mingyang also wanted to sleep, but there were other things waiting for him, so he quickly left the hotel to buy clothes for the three people.
I wanted to ask someone at the hotel to help me buy it, but after thinking about it I decided to buy it myself.
I just chose a plaid shirt and casual pants, all in the same color and style, so no one would be offended.
After buying it and giving it to them, Zhou Mo looked at Zhao Mingyang and said, "Would it be weird for the three of us to go out wearing this? It's the same from beginning to end."
"It's not surprising, believe me." As soon as Zhao Mingyang finished speaking, his cell phone rang again and he pressed the speakerphone: "Hello, Mr. Zhao, I have arrived at the hotel. Please tell the front desk and ask them to press the elevator for me. I will go up.
If you don’t want to go, I’ll bring something for you.”
"Okay." Zhao Mingyang hung up the call and used the landline in the room to ask the front desk to press the elevator button for the waitress from the restaurant last night.
After a while, the female foreman came and Zhao Mingyang opened the door.
"Thank you for your hard work." Zhao Mingyang looked at the female foreman and said.
"It's not hard. This is what I should do. You should check on the spot to see if there is anything missing." The female foreman said.
Zhao Mingyang handed the phone to Zhou Mo, then checked his wallet, took out a folded A4 white paper and asked doubtfully: "Is this mine?"
Zhao Mingyang took the note, spread it out, looked at it, and said with a confused look: "This, did I sign last night?"
Zhou Mo and others gathered around to take a look. Yes, they still had some memories of this, but now they saw something was wrong. Zhao Mingyang wanted to give them 2.11 million to buy shares in their company.
Zhao Mingyang probably regretted it, and the money was written to be received within a week, otherwise he would pay them 500,000 liquidated damages.
The three of them looked at Zhao Mingyang a little embarrassed, as if they had done something wrong. After all, their company did not have such a high stock price, and its market value was only 30 million. However, a market value of 30 million and selling for cash are two different things.
Zhao Mingyang bought the shares at the actual price of 100,000 shares. Although it was lower than the maximum of 150,000 shares offered by some previous investors, the other party wanted to acquire it wholly, so the price Zhao Mingyang offered was not low.