In a luxuriously decorated hotel box, three men were sitting there eating, and one of them, a fat man with some bald hair, nodded and bowed from time to time, with a flattering smile on his face.
"Young Master Zhang! Young Master Zhou! Come! I'll give you a toast."
Director Sun was laughing so hard. The fat on his face made him smile very funny, and his eyes almost narrowed into a straight line.
"Director Sun! You're welcome, let's do it!"
"cheers!"
"Okay! Done!"
…
Immediately, the three people clinked their wine glasses and drank the Maotai wine with a "Gulu" sound.
The "Zhang Shao" and Zhou Shao mentioned by Director Sun are none other than Zhang Zijian and Zhou Dawei.
At around 9 o'clock this morning, Director Sun suddenly received a call from Zhou Dawei. He was surprised at that time. After all, he and Zhou Dawei had nothing to do with each other.
Zhou Dawei on the phone even took the initiative to invite him out for dinner, so Director Sun went to the hotel box in a daze.
As for why Zhou Dawei asked him out, he was completely confused.
After three rounds of drinking, Director Sun saw that the atmosphere was about to change, so he asked curiously with a flattering smile on his face: "Mr. Zhou, what do you mean by asking me out today?"
"Oh! Actually, it's not a big deal. I heard that you are the director of a facial mask processing factory, right?"
Zhou Dawei smiled and asked.
"Yes! Why did Mr. Zhou ask like this?" Director Sun stared at him in surprise and asked.
"Then you must have heard that Qiao Jia recently wanted to find someone to produce facial masks on her behalf? Are you interested?"
Zhou Dawei started to stir up the topic.
"I've heard of it! Qiaojia's 'Super White Mask' is so popular, of course I'm interested, and our company has also been in contact with them. Both parties have the intention to cooperate. Um? Mr. Zhou, why are you interested in this matter?
"
Director Sun was stunned and asked curiously.
"Don't worry!" Zhou Dawei raised his hand and said, "Director Sun, I want you to do something for me?"
"Oh! Isn't this simple? Our factory itself is interested in cooperating with them."
What did Director Sun think? When he heard this, he burst into laughter.
Suddenly, Zhou Dawei smiled strangely and said, "But! I have another additional condition."
"What's the condition?"
Director Sun was surprised and asked.
“Do something with the mask!”
"Trespassing? Mr. Zhou, what do you mean..."
"There is something wrong with the 'super white' facial mask. You should understand what I mean, right?"
Zhou Dawei smiled sinisterly and said.
"How...how can this be done? If my boss finds out, can I...can I still be the factory director? No! This...this is illegal."
Director Sun quickly shook his head and refused.
At this time, Zhang Zijian, who was sitting aside, sneered a few times, and then said coldly: "Haha? Illegal? Director Sun, if someone embezzles public funds, does that count as illegal?"
What?
Suddenly, Director Sun's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he stared at Zhang Zijian in shock, "Zhang... Mr. Zhang! I...I don't understand what you mean?"
"Hmph! Sun Cheng! Don't drink the toast instead of drinking the fine wine! You used to embezzle public funds privately due to gambling debts. Do you think no one knows about this?"
Zhang Zijian suddenly scolded him angrily.
Director Sun was stunned for a moment and asked in panic: "You... have you investigated me?"
"That's right!"
Zhang Zijian sneered a few times, feeling unspeakably gloomy all over.
In fact, through investigation, they discovered that Sun Cheng was a gambler. After he incurred huge debts, he took risks and embezzled public funds privately.
Therefore, they feel that it is easier to control someone if they have the handle.
So, they chose the target to attack...Sun Cheng!
"Zhang... Mr. Zhang! I have no grudge against you, why do you want to harm me? Please, don't... don't tell my boss about this, or... otherwise, I will go to jail.
"
Director Sun had a sad face and begged for mercy.
"Director Sun, don't be nervous! How can we hurt your thoughts? Are we still 'begging' for your help?"
Zhang Zijian said with a sly smile, and he also specially emphasized the word "Qiu", which made the meaning very obvious.
threaten!
A blatant threat!
Director Sun is not a fool, of course he can understand the meaning of Zhang Zijian's words.
However, if someone were to tamper with the mask, it would be illegal, but if he didn't help, Zhang Zijian and the others would still have to go to jail if they exposed his misappropriation of public funds.
Suddenly, Director Sun was in a dilemma.
Seeing his hesitation, Zhou Dawei sneered a few times, then took out a bank card from his pocket, threw it directly in front of Director Sun, and said arrogantly: "Director Sun! There are 200,000 in this card! The password is
123456, after this is done, I will give you another 300,000! Then you take the money and fly away, never to return to Jiangcheng City again."
"this……"
Suddenly, Director Sun was moved.
Anyway, he was going to die anyway, so it was better to take the money and fly away, so he made up his mind, took the bank card, and said resolutely: "Young Master Zhou! Leave everything to me!"
"Haha! Sure enough, those who know things well are heroes! Come on! Cheers!" Zhou Dawei laughed happily.
"Okay...okay!! Cheers!"
Director Sun knew that he was on the pirate ship, so he had no choice but to cooperate.
"bite!"
The three of them clinked glasses and drank another glass.
At this time, Zhang Zijian and Zhou Dawei looked at each other strangely, as if they could see the excitement in each other's eyes.
Especially Zhang Zijian, in addition to excitement, there was also a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Yang Ruobing!
Ye Zihao!
You two adulterers and adulterers? This young master will ruin your reputation!
…
3 days later!
In Yang Ruobing's company, a middle-aged man was signing a contract with her. It could be seen that this man was bald, fat, and the suit he was wearing was a bit ill-fitting.
After a while, both parties signed the contract.
The bald man smiled and took the initiative to extend his palm and congratulated, "Mr. Yang! It is our honor to be able to cooperate with you! We have a happy cooperation!"
“A pleasure to work with!”
Yang Ruobing smiled lightly and shook hands with the man politely with her delicate hand.
Soon, the man took the contract and said goodbye and left.
After arriving at the parking lot, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
"Toot! Toot! Toot!"
The phone rang, and someone answered after a moment.
The man said with a gloomy expression: "Young Master Zhou! The matter is done."
"Very good! When the facial mask is produced, I will give you the remaining 300,000."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou!"
The man nodded, and this man was none other than the former Sun Cheng... Director Sun!