After drinking a few glasses of wine, Fatty Sun glanced at Monk Xiao, and then said to Ma Xiaolin, who was still busy pouring wine and serving dishes: "Boss Ma, this kind of work is not done by a big boss like you. What can you say?"
It's best to say it while I'm still drunk. I didn't say it. After a while, I'll drink too much and I won't be able to listen to what you say."
Hearing what Fatty Sun said, Ma Xiaolin's expression suddenly became a little unnatural. Before he could speak, Monk Xiao drank a cup of white wine, turned his face and looked at Fatty Sun and said, "Let me speak for Boss Ma, Great Sage.
, I plan to let Boss Ma also participate in our deal."
Fatty Sun acted as if he hadn't heard anything, playing with the wine glass in his hand and saying nothing. Ma Xiaolin accompanied the smiling face and planned to explain a few words, but was stopped by Monk Xiao's wink. After taking a bite of the food, Master Xiao continued: "I'm outside.
It's not easy to get you business. You don't like the business of selling three melons and two dates. I can't get into that kind of wealthy circle. Boss Ma happens to have such resources, and he is not an outsider to us. Boss Ma will also be useful to us if he comes in.
benefit"
"It's ok, it's ok." Ma Xiaolin anxiously picked up Cantonese Mandarin again: "I don't boast, it's not just Hong Kong. I know most of the rich people in Southeast Asia. People also know that the people there are the best.
Superstitious, the richer you are, the more superstitious you are. Moreover, I occasionally hear about the strange affairs among the upper-class wealthy circles, and they are more than just a few things. Sun... Director Sun, you all have high-level ties in your department.
People, even if I open the way for pears, it is not impossible to make more than 100 million a year."
Boss Ma's words made Fatty Sun narrow his eyes. He looked back at me and said, "Lazi, what do you think about this?" I glanced at Monk Xiao, who was winking at me, and I said to Fatty Sun, "I
He's just a working man, so you should worry about making the final decision."
Deputy Director Sun nodded, and then his attitude toward Boss Ma became much better. He poured Ma Xiaolin a glass of white wine, and the two clinked glasses. After Fatty Sun drank the wine in the glass, he said: "Boss Ma, it's not me.
He said, I don’t care about this matter. We still have several major shareholders. I have to go back and ask them what they mean and see how your shares are divided. If they are not willing to give up their wealth, then neither am I.
There's a way"
Ma Xiao and Lin Mei smiled broadly and said, "I don't need any shares. If I can help you a little, I'll be satisfied."
"Oh? Don't want even one share. Boss Ma, you are trying to imitate Lei Feng." Fatty Sun's eyes narrowed again. Ma Xiaolin was afraid that Fatty Sun would misunderstand, so he simply spoke out his thoughts. He had no intention of doing anything to Fatty Sun.
How much money he earns from his business depends on how much business opportunities he can bring to his group. If he can help several top wealthy people solve supernatural problems, then there will be more business cooperation opportunities with these wealthy people.
The probability will be greatly improved.
After hearing Boss Ma's explanation, Fatty Sun laughed and said, "Since you, Boss Ma, are such a good friend, I won't say anything else. There is no need to go back to discuss anything else. I will make the decision for them. It's not my fault."
, we are all old friends, how can we not count Boss Ma as part of this deal?"
With Fatty Sun's words, Ma Xiaolin felt confident. After chatting for a few words, Boss Ma said that he had other things to do first. Before leaving, he specifically told the hotel that we could continue here.
When ordering food, he will send his secretary to pay for the expenses incurred tomorrow.
After Ma Xiaolin left, the dinner really started. Monk Xiao almost said everything he had said in the past two years, and Hu ate and drank until after eleven o'clock. Before leaving, Fatty Sun called the hotel manager.
, based on tonight’s dishes and drinks, I ordered a new portion of each item. Tomorrow’s lunch will be delivered to the polling bureau. Of course, this account will be credited to Ma Xiaolin.
This table costs RMB 58,000 for drinks. Of course, a restaurant like this would not let this business go. But Monk Xiao didn’t know why. He stared at Fatty Sun with his red drunken eyes and said, “After you’ve eaten, bring me with you next time.”
When the horse comes again, you who eat and take things are not afraid of being laughed at."
"How do you know this is for me?" Fatty Sun also drank a lot. He turned to me and continued: "Lazi, Guangren is taking advantage of you..."
Monk Xiao vaguely misunderstood the word Guangren, glanced at the leftovers on the table, and said, "What's wrong with Wuren? Didn't you order glutinous rice balls?" Fatty Sun and I didn't explain, so we just
This fooled him.
After sending Monk Xiao to his residence, Fatty Sun and I took a taxi back to the polling bureau. We drank a lot during this meal, but fortunately there was usually not much work in Room 6, so we slept until 11 a.m. the next day.
After 1 o'clock, I was woken up by a phone ringing. The caller was the official from Ximen. He said that the Wangfu Hotel had come to deliver the food, and named Fatty Sun to receive it. But he couldn't be found now. The official asked Gao Liang
, Director Gao asked him to contact me after receiving it.
Does Gao Liang also know what happened a long time ago? Or maybe Fatty Sun’s big mouth leaked what happened to Guangren. But I don’t have the time to think about it now. Let’s just ask Fatty Sun directly when we see him. Rush to the polling bureau
When I was at the gate, I saw Ximen Lian waiting for me with two big food boxes: "Lazi, they are all here. The guy who delivered the food said that the wine is in the food box on the left. You have ordered a meal at the Wangfu Hotel, you
It’s going to be a massive hemorrhage. What day is it today? Whose birthday is it? Do you need a few brothers to join in?”
"Director Wu's birthday was hosted by Er Yang for him. Do you want to join in?" I was talking nonsense while taking the food box from the hands of the senior official of Ximen. When I heard Wu Rendi's name, Ximen Chain immediately
He had no interest at all, he smiled a little awkwardly and said: "Forget it then, give Director Wu a good care and wish him a long life."
Ximen Lian was a good friend. He helped me carry the food box and took me to the elevator before leaving. After reaching the fourth underground floor, I wanted to contact Fatty Sun to see if he had anything to explain, but the phone call
When he went out, it showed that he was not in the service area. I don't know where he wandered around again.
In this way, I carried two large food boxes to the fifth floor of the basement again. When we met again, Guangren was still the same. He glanced at the food boxes, smiled slightly, then looked at me and said: "It seems that this time
There may be a little surprise, let’s get started and let me see what you have prepared.”
"Last time, I was too short on time and lacked preparation, but don't worry, I'm sure you'll be satisfied this time." As I spoke, I had already opened the food box, taken out the dishes one by one, and placed them in front of Guangren.
The food box of the meal has a heat preservation function, and the dishes are still steaming when they are taken out. In the blink of an eye, the aroma of the dishes has filled the air.
Fine wine and delicious food were placed in front of him, but there was no trace of human fireworks on Guangren's face. It wasn't until I placed all the food and drinks in the food box in front of him that he moved and took it from me.
With his chopsticks, he tasted a little bit of each dish. In this way, he did not eat every dish. If he liked the dishes, he would pick up a chopstick and taste them in his mouth. If he didn't like the dishes, he would just use them.
Dip the tip of the chopsticks into the soup and put it under your nose to smell the taste. Just doing it like this, you can't tell the boldness of drinking beer last time.
Originally, I was prepared to introduce to him the origin of these dishes (I learned it from the lady who served last night), but looking at his appearance now, it seems that there is no need to introduce it.
Finally, after Guangren 'tasted' each dish, he put down his chopsticks and drank a cup of Maotai: "The food is okay, but the age of the wine is a little off. If it is not stored for thirty years, don't bring it."
After finishing speaking, Guangren looked at me and smiled slightly, and said: "Okay, this time it makes sense. Don't say that I took advantage of you. Come on, punch me with your bare hands."
What does this mean? I was afraid that I didn't hear it clearly, so I repeated Guangren's words, "What? I'll punch you with my bare hands?"
Guangren still had a profound expression on his face. He smiled and said, "Fight me if you want me to. Even though my ability was ruined by Wu Mian, I can see that you have become immortal not long ago, and you are still the same."
I have an empty skin. Give me a punch and let me try your methods and see what I can teach you."
Only then did I understand his intention, but I was still a little unsure: "You asked me to hit you. If you break it, there will be no consequences." My words made Guangren a little disdainful: "Fight with all your strength, even if
My abilities are ruined, and this skin is not something you can damage."
Now that he said this, I was no longer polite. I swung my right fist and hit him on the left side of his face. The moment I punched out, there was a sudden heat in my chest. This heat seemed to be in my chest.
I found a channel for venting in my arm, and it poured all the way to the fist I swung out, and then hit Guangren's body. A look of horror suddenly appeared on Guangren's face.
With a sound of "Bang!", Guangren was hit and flew up and fell to the ground. If his limbs were not chained, this punch could have knocked him out more than ten meters. Guangren fell to the ground and remained motionless.
, there was foam flowing out from the corner of his mouth. I couldn't see clearly, so I quickly stepped forward to check his breathing and heartbeat. At this time, Guangren was still breathing. He couldn't even hear his heartbeat, and even his body couldn't hear it.
Slowly becoming stiffer.
Looking at Guangren lying on the ground, I was so frightened that my heart beat wildly. In this situation, can it be considered that he committed suicide...
What should I do now? My mind went blank. When it came to killing people, I had double-digit records when I was in the army. But the man lying on the ground was different. Wu Rendi kept Guangren locked up on the fifth floor underground for so many years.
I didn't touch him easily, so he probably wasn't left to be beaten to death by me... Imagining Director Wu's reaction when he found out about Guangren's death, I began to hesitate whether I should follow Guangren's escape route all over again.
Just when I was about to call Fatty Sun to borrow money and run away, Guangren, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moved. Then he opened his eyes slightly, then coughed violently several times, and with the last cough, the contents of his mouth were removed.
White foam spurted out. He was not dead! The boulder pressing down on my heart instantly fell to the ground. It would have been easier if he was not dead. I quickly helped Guangren sit up.
After calming down for a while, Guangren looked up at me and said somewhat dullly: "What happened just now? Why did I suddenly fall to the ground?" When Guangren spoke, his eyes at me were a little divergent, as if
The punch just now caused some damage to his head, causing a short-term memory gap.
I didn't dare to tell the truth directly. After hesitating for a moment, I pointed to the wine bottle next to me and said, "You just drank two glasses of wine and you fainted. Maybe you are not used to it because you haven't drank for a long time."
"I drank..." Guangren looked down at the bottle and said nothing. The expression on his face was very tangled, as if he was trying to remember what happened just now. Slowly, Guangren's chaotic eyes became bright again, and he
He tilted his neck and looked at me sideways, and said coldly: "You hit me just now..."
You remembered it so quickly? I secretly smacked my lips at Guangren's speed of recovery. I was surprised, but I still had to answer his words: "You asked me to hit you. If you recall it carefully, I even advised you to do it."
Guangren looked straight at me, and after a long while he said again: "Give me your left hand" and asked for my left hand - did he want to cut off my hand to avenge him? I subconsciously thought
He put his left hand behind his back and took a step back.