"If it were not decided by default, the bidding methods of our companies together would have a great chance of winning." Yan Jiwen analyzed, "We must win this bidding."
"After the specific announcement comes out, we need to hold a meeting to discuss it. If there are no problems, the company will start the bidding project work." Mu Shaoling took a sip of wine.
The three companies have joined together, and after obtaining the relevant quotations from their companies, T Group will sort out the plan. In this way, both in terms of price and project quality, it will be much better than other competing companies.
And because the three companies have joined forces, they are more competitive than other companies that seek partners after success.
"No problem." Yan Jiwen nodded. Whenever Mu Shaoling's company participated in a development project that needed entertainment projects, he would always come to him.
At the same time, when his entertainment projects are under construction, he will also approach Mu Shaoling's company for business.
The few of them drank for a while, and when they were about to go home to report, Song Beixi asked the waiter to bring a few bags and pick up the remaining unopened wine and take it away.
After checking out, a few people walked out.
They had already called for a driver in the private room. When they reached the door, they were about to leave, but they saw Li Zongzheng holding a tree on the roadside and vomiting.
"Look at that person?" Yan Jiwen patted Song Beixi on the shoulder, and he was the first to see Li Zong.
"Li Zong?" The street lights were very bright, and Song Beixi recognized the vomiting man as Li Zong at a glance.
"You're vomiting so much. How much alcohol did you drink?" Dong Zijun couldn't help but wonder. A gangster like Li Zong must be very capable of drinking, but to be able to drink like this...
"He still had a stack of money in his hand." Song Beixi didn't have a good impression of Li Zong at all.
Without him, it might be much simpler for me and Li Ni.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that Li Zong was holding a green tree in one hand and a stack of money in the other hand.
And I estimate that this pile of money should be around 20,000 yuan.
He had been drinking with Song Beiye just now, so the money was probably given to him by Song Beiye.
"Let's go." Song Beixi didn't intend to pay attention. Song Beiye hadn't finished playing yet, so he didn't intend to meddle in other people's business.
"Let's go." Yan Jiwen saw that he didn't say anything and he was not a person who liked to watch the excitement, so he walked to his car, told the driver his address, sat in the back seat and left.
Mu Shaoling and Dong Zijun did the same, and left in their own chauffeur-driven cars.
Song Beixi returned to the car. When the driver was confirming the location of the driver with him, Song Beixi said slowly: "Wait a moment."
"Okay, sir." The driver said nothing and sat in the driver's seat waiting.
Song Beixi kept looking out the window, observing Li Zong's situation.
After he vomited for a while, he stood up straight and leaned against the tree, as if he only had half a life left.
Seeing this, Song Beixi still did not leave.
The waiter standing at the door walked over and handed him a towel, seeming to say something.
After Li Zong wiped his face with a towel, he still stood there with no intention of leaving.
After waiting for a long time, Song Beixi saw Song Beiye coming out. He walked towards Li Zong, and the two of them were talking about something.
Song Beixi had a sullen face, watching Song Beiye return to his charming face with a smile after finishing speaking, while Li Zong left drunkenly.
Although there was a distance, Song Beixi could still see that when Li Zong left, he was smiling and holding the money in his hand tightly like a treasure.
"Let's go." Song Beixi withdrew his gaze and asked the driver to drive away.
"Okay, sir." The driver drove away.
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After Mu Shaoling returned to the villa, lights were left in the garden and living room of the villa.
In a plate of white snow, the dim lights add a lot of warm colors.
It also injected a touch of warmth into his heart.
Mu Shaoling walked into the back room and took off his coat. He went to the second floor. He knew that Nian Mu didn't like the smell of alcohol, so he washed his hair and bathed in another bedroom, put on clean pajamas, and then smelled it again.
Smell your body.
There was no smell of alcohol anymore before he walked into Nian Mu's bedroom.
By this time, Nian Mu had fallen asleep.
Mu Shaoling moved very gently, knowing that she had fallen asleep after taking medicine, so he moved as gently as possible and lay on the bed.
Then, he stretched out his hand and hugged Nian Mu's waist.
"Well, you're back..." Nian Mu murmured.
"Well, I'm back, go to sleep." Mu Shaoling gently pressed her face against hers and whispered. After waiting for a few seconds, he confirmed that Nian Mu was asleep, but it didn't seem like he was particularly heavy.
That's why he came close and uttered those words.
He smiled helplessly, so cute.
The hot breath blew on Nian Mu's face, and she turned around and leaned face to face with him.
Her unconscious approach made Mu Shaoling feel surprised and happy. He held her quietly and listened to their heartbeats.
Such a night is so peaceful and beautiful...
The other side.
Li Zong returned home drunk, the light in the living room was still on, and there was a flash of disgust in his eyes.
Ruan Meimei still lives with him.
Ever since he became rich, he had no feelings for Ruan Meimei and even wanted to drive her away. However, despite everything he had done, Ruan Meimei still persisted in staying here.
He felt bored.
Kicking the door open with his foot, he staggered in.
"You're back." Ruan Meimei stood up immediately, and the next second, she looked at the money in his hand.
"Where did you get so much money?" Ruan Meimei was surprised. Such a stack of money must be tens of thousands of dollars, right?
Hasn't Li Zong already spent almost all the money she spent on betraying Li Ni's information? Why is there still so much money?
"What does it have to do with you? I earned this money. What, do you want it?" Li Zong asked with a smile. He had not forgotten Song Beiye's advice.
No one can know about the money he gave.
"Can you give it to me?" Ruan Meimei's eyes widened, and a flash of greed flashed across her face. She was already penniless. If she hadn't left Li Zong, she might starve to death on the streets, so she would definitely leave.
After all, here, Li Zong is treated as the object of his venting. In addition to being in bed, he also has to bear the beatings when he is in a bad mood.
The injuries on her body hurt now...
"Are you dreaming? It would be great if I could provide you with a place to live. How dare you ask me for money? If you want money, go ask your rich grandpa." Li Zong burped.
"Oh, yes, you and your mother defrauded our family of a house. How could you have no money?"
"I just don't have money!" Ruan Meimei frowned. She didn't know the purpose of Li Zong being with her again until the day before yesterday.
