Song Zihao took a serious look at the young-looking man in front of him.
I have to admit that the pie painted by He Yuzhu is so big that just thinking about it makes my blood boil, let alone participating in it.
Once this is done, there will be no worries for at least three generations, maybe even longer.
And he really wants to start this company, not for any other reason, but because he knows how difficult it is to wash his hands in a golden basin, and how difficult it is to be an upright person.
He had nothing, so what could He Yuzhu do to scheme against him? He could only take a fancy to him.
A thousand-mile horse often exists, but a Bole does not always exist. It is definitely a pleasure to be able to do something with Bole.
"I'll join!" Without hesitation for too long, he made the decision that would change his life.
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After dinner, He Yuzhu took him to find Brother Xiao Ma.
For more than a month, Song Zihao tried every means to find someone, but unfortunately he found nothing.
He was unwilling to use his previous relationship, and Xiao Ma was now in a desperate situation, avoiding him everywhere.
"Boss, you are sure to find Mark."
"Well, can you please stop calling me boss? It's not that good like before."
"How can that be done? Since you want to set up a serious company, you can't use gang methods to manage it."
"Okay! You are reasonable, you are powerful, you keep calling the boss, and you still let the boss drive."
"Forehead……"
The two came to the parking lot and after getting out of the car, Song Zihao was a little shocked.
"Are you sure this is it?"
The reason why he asked this was because this is where he and Mark used to "work".
But I heard from friends that Mark left here after he was imprisoned.
"Look, this is called darkness under the lamp. Who said he can't stay here if he doesn't do this anymore? Look, isn't he here?"
He Yuzhu pointed at Brother Ma, who was about to come to clean the car.
When Song Zihao saw the person in front of him, his eyes widened and he looked straight at him. Seeing him limping, his eyes became sore and he almost shed tears.
Brother Ma, who had an unshaven look on his face, saw clearly the familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of him, his eyes flashed, but he soon submerged, and he limped away from here.
"Mark...Xiao Ma..." Song Zihao quickly chased after him.
The two faced each other, staring into each other's eyes.
"That's not what you said in the letter you wrote to me."
Brother Ma's lips were trembling, and he looked like he wanted to cry but couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand to Song Zihao, and Song Zijie pulled him over, and the two hugged each other tightly.
Years of brotherhood and three years of humiliation all burst into Brother Ma's heart in one moment, filling his eyes with tears.
After a long time, Song Zihao said: "Mark, this is no longer your and my world, what are you still doing here?"
The enthusiasm in Xiao Ma's heart cooled down after hearing these words, and he said word by word: "I have been waiting for you for three years. It has been three years, and we can start over."
Song Zihao shook his head and told him to let go of everything back then and stop being so stubborn.
Brother Ma took a deep breath, put down his hand, turned and left.
"Hey! Ahao, don't forget me."
Song Zihao secretly cursed himself for being stupid for actually being under the light again. He forgot about this matter, pulled Xiao Ma back, and introduced to him:
"Xiao Ma, this is my current boss, He Yuzhu, Mr. He."
Brother Xiao Ma looked at He Yuzhu's luxury car and then at Song Zihao.
In my heart: "Brother Hao wants to wash his hands in a golden basin, doesn't he? Why did he find a big boss again?"
In his mind, the rich people in Xiangjiang are either black or black and white.
Facing this new boss, Xiao Ma has been feeling inferior for three years, and now he is actually a little reserved.
Seeing Brother Xiao Ma's state, He Yuzhu stretched out his hand to him and chuckled:
"You must be Mark Lee, you have heard about it for a long time."
"Hello, Mr. He!"
After the two shook hands, Brother Ma felt a little better and was less reserved.
"Let's go, let's get in the car and talk."
Song Zihao didn't think this was a good place to talk, so he started to preach.
Seeing this guy getting into the passenger seat again, He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows and said to him:
"You want your boss to drive for you again?"
Song Zihao happily got out of the passenger seat and got into the driver's seat.
The three of them got into the car, and he said:
"Boss, I'll start with the ugly words. I've never driven this car before. You can't blame me if it crashes."
"Okay, let's go and find a place to greet your brother."
Xiao Ma was confused and didn't dare to say anything. He seemed to have returned to the time when Song Zihao took him to the world.
The three of them drove to Red Romantic Bathing City, the largest bathing center in Kowloon and also the largest pornographic service center.
Brother Ma cleaned up, shaved off his beard, put on a big windbreaker, and looked at himself in the mirror. He seemed to have regained the feeling he had before.
Just now Song Zihao repeated He Yuzhu's thoughts to him. After listening to it, he was so shocked that he almost bowed his head and bowed.
He waited for three years and finally got an opportunity. This time he wanted to get back everything he had lost.
The three of them were enjoying the massage from several beautiful women. Song Zihao looked at Xiao Ma, who could only massage one leg, and asked He Yuzhu:
"Boss, didn't you say you were a miracle doctor? Can Xiaoma's leg be cured?"
When Xiao Ma heard what Song Zihao said, he looked at He Yuzhu with hope, even though the doctor had already diagnosed him.
He Yuzhu was enjoying the massage without raising his eyelids and said affirmatively:
"It can be cured!"
The two looked at each other, the excitement in their eyes difficult to conceal.
In the evening, Song Zihao hurriedly brought anesthetic and came to Brother Xiao Ma's room.
"I told you I don't need anesthesia, I can do it." Brother Ma looked relaxed and a little excited.
Just now, He Yuzhu took a look at Brother Ma's legs and found that they were already crooked. If he wanted to cure them again, he could only give him a powder fracture and then drink high-end healing fluid.
He Yuzhu said: "Stop talking nonsense and give him a shot first."
After Song Zihao gave him the anesthetic, he began to use his strength to break bones with his bare hands.
When he used 50% of his strength, Xiao Ma was no longer as brave as before, his teeth were clenching, and big beads of sweat continued to flow down his head.
Seeing his appearance, He Yuzhu couldn't help but said:
"Without two more injections, I only used half of my strength just now."
Brother Ma's eyes were so frightened that he shouted quickly: "Fight! Fight quickly! I want general anesthesia!"
Song Zihao looked worried, but he still gave all the anesthetics he brought to Brother Ma.
After a while, the anesthetic took effect, and Xiao Ma couldn't even open his eyelids, and could only vaguely see a faint light.
Next, He Yuzhu used all his strength to knead his ankles until they were like dough.
Song Zihao was so worried about Xiao Ma that he asked, "Is this possible?"
"If it is not broken, it cannot be established! The original bones have grown crooked. If you want to correct it, you can only do this."
He Yuzhu poured the high-end healing liquid in his hand into Brother Xiao Ma's mouth.