"Draculamont is much behind the first-tier cities in China, but since it dares to be called the Paris of West Africa, how can the local real casino be so shabby? However, the security of Draculamore is a bit chaotic, and it is not friendly to us Chinese.
I don't dare to take you to a local nightclub to gain experience. Although it is a bit shabby here, the owner is an overseas Chinese who smuggled over from Xinhai and settled in the 1980s. He has had contact with us in Dongsheng - the same here
Dracula Mo is the only Chinese casino. You are complaining that it is too boring in the hotel, so I dare to bring you here..." Yang Deshan, who was standing behind the handsome young man, heard the thin-faced young man's complaint and followed with a smile.
Everyone explained.
"Wow, that Chinese girl is prettier than Miss Song! I thought Miss Song was the most beautiful Chinese woman?" Kabuga looked at the girl in jeans and couldn't help but praise Cao Mo, "So is that Chinese girl.
Not bad, she looks a little prettier than Miss Song, of course, only a little bit - are they all employees of Dongsheng? Now I finally know why you are so attached to Dongsheng that you won't leave!"
Song Yuqing's appearance can be rated 90% in China, but people are afraid of comparison with others. If Song Yuqing stands next to a woman who has a perfect score, she will inevitably be dwarfed no matter what.
However, Cao Mo's mind was not on the girl in jeans and the high school girl, nor was he looking at who could be Song Yuqing's husband Zhou Jun. Instead, he lowered his baseball cap to avoid being looked at by these people.
Hang out in the casino.
It's a pity that things didn't go as planned.
Although the hall was full of people and Cao Mo was sitting in the corner again, after Wang Jianzhong went over to exchange for chips, the others took away some chips and dispersed to find the gambling table they were interested in. Four young men and women, and a beautiful middle-aged woman were sitting at Yang Deshan
, accompanied by Wang Jianzhong and others, walked around the hall and finally came towards his table.
Damn, Texas Hold'em poker is not that popular in China!
Cao Mo secretly complained, but at this time he could only say hello: "Mr. Yang, Mr. Wang..."
"Cao Mo, why are you here?" Wang Jianzhong was startled when he saw Cao Mo, but Yang Deshan might be pretending to be stupid at this time. When he got the chance, how could he not stuff arsenic and frost into Yang Deshan's mouth? His face immediately darkened.
, reprimanded rudely, "Mr. Yang said that you have to meet important customers today and don't have time to participate in the reception, so I didn't ask you - did you come here to receive the customers?"
"This is also an employee of your Dongsheng branch. Are you quite comfortable in Dracula?" The thin-faced young man glanced at Cao Mo with schadenfreude, and said with a smile to the handsome young man without thinking it was a big deal.
Yang Deshan's face was naturally ugly.
The handsome young man had no expression.
Even if Yang Deshan was not strict with his subordinates, he would not be able to embarrass Yang Deshan at this time.
Wang Wen held Song Yuqing behind and stuck out his tongue. He would definitely not stand up for Cao Mo at this time.
"Mr. Wang said that some employees in the West Africa branch are relatively disorganized, but the group company still doesn't believe it. It seems to be true?" Standing behind the handsome young man, a handsome young man in his mid-twenties was helping Wang Jianzhong.
Keep inserting the knife.
After Wang Jianzhong revealed his identity, the man looked over and Cao Mo intuitively felt that his emotions were very complicated. At this time, he listened to his words that added insult to injury and understood without thinking that he was Song Yuqing's husband Zhou Jun - there was no one today
Guo Jian, who was present, was probably stirring up trouble between him and Song Yuqing behind his back.
It's just that Song Yuqing's husband Zhou Jun, even from a man's point of view, is a bit too delicate.
Cao Mo looked towards Song Yuqing.
Song Yuqing, who was hiding behind a group of people, winked and expressed her helplessness.
"Are you still sitting there as calm as a mountain?" Seeing Cao Mo's indifferent expression, Wang Jianzhong's anger that he had been suppressing since yesterday turned into a ball of evil fire in his chest, and he scolded him in a sharp voice.
"Cao Mo, I haven't been able to contact you for a few days. You won't be hiding here all the time gambling, right? Do you know that Jiaying is in China and can't even bear to wear new clothes? How can you indulge yourself like this..." Standing Junlang
The beautiful middle-aged woman beside the young man could not hold back at this moment and started scolding Cao Mo sharply.
"Jia Ying has always been stingy since she was a child, so it's not like I didn't send her any money?" Cao Mo stood up a little dissatisfied and defended himself in a low voice.
"You still have the nerve to say that? Are there any sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls in Xinhai now who dress like Jiaying? You have been in Kanem for two years and have not even thought about returning to China. I thought you wanted to return to China."
You saved the money for the air ticket, now you see what you look like..." The beautiful middle-aged woman saw that Cao Mo had not shaved for half a month, wearing a baseball cap and beach shorts, standing at the gaming table like a slut and a second-rate person.
Next to her, her beautiful face turned red with anger.
If she hadn't taken into account the presence of so many people, she would have gone forward and grabbed the pile of chips in front of Cao Mo's table and thrown them away...
The middle-aged beautiful woman's violent reaction really shocked everyone.
Kabuja was so frightened that he didn't even dare to stand up. He looked at Cao Mo stupidly, wanting to ask what the relationship between this over-40-year-old yet overly beautiful woman and him was.
Not to mention Yang Deshan, Wang Jianzhong, Zhou Jun, Song Yuqing and others.
"Aunt Rong, who is he?" the handsome young man asked the middle-aged beautiful woman in confusion.
"He is Cao Xiong's son. Seeing him like this really pisses me off!" the middle-aged beautiful woman said angrily. She turned around and walked out of the hall as if she didn't want to see Cao Mo again.
The handsome young man and the high school girl beside him glanced at Cao Mo, said nothing, and followed the middle-aged beautiful woman out.
Others had no idea who Cao Xiong the middle-aged beautiful woman was talking about, and they were all a little dumbfounded and at a loss.
Since both Cao Mo and the directors of the group knew each other, it was not their turn to teach them a lesson. Wang Jianzhong, Zhou Jun and the others followed them out of the hall in despair.
"You really know Mr. Chen of the group, why did you deny it before?" Song Yuqing walked over and asked in a surprised voice.
"How do I know this old woman? She came over here out of nowhere and lectured others out of nowhere," Cao Mo curled his lips and said disdainfully. He picked up the chips and sat down again, followed by Yang Deshan and Song who were still standing there.
Rain or shine, Wang Wen said, "You have a reception mission, so don't stay with me here. I'll play a few more games and then go back."
Yang Deshan racked his brains and couldn't figure out the relationship between Cao Mo and Chen Rong, the director of the group. He thought it was an ordinary acquaintance when he heard the news before, but looking at the fierce reaction of director Chen Rong just now, it was obvious that it was not the case.
It's so simple, but I can't remember who Cao Xiong is and what his connection is with Chen Rong.
Judging from Shen Ji's expression when he left, it was obvious that he knew Cao Xiong, but he couldn't hold Shen Ji out of the casserole and ask him to the end.
Not to mention that Cao Mo was involved with Chen Rong, the director of the group. Even if there was no involvement, Cao Mo looked indifferent and Yang Deshan knew that he was not qualified to force him to bow his head now.
Yang Deshan was about to call Song Yuqing, and Wang Wen and the others chased him out first, when the cell phone in his pocket rang.
After Yang Deshan answered the phone, he said awkwardly to Cao Mo: "Mr. Shen also hopes that you can go to the hotel and explain a few words to Mr. Chen..."
He was now afraid that Cao Mo would lose his temper and ignore Chen Rong and Shen Ji's words, so he would not be able to behave himself if he was caught in the middle - if they were found out about doing private work outside, Cao Mo and Chen Rong would This relationship may be fine at all, but what about him?
"I can go, but how do I explain it? Mr. Yang, you have to be responsible for editing the lyrics!" Cao Mo said, patting his butt and standing up.
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The branch office does not have that many cars for pick-up and drop-off, so we rent a courtesy car from the Lana Del Rey Hotel.
The car in front had already driven away. Cao Mo, Yang Deshan, Song Yuqing, and Wang Wen got into a Mercedes-Benz and rushed to the Lana Del Rey Hotel; Kabuga, Ade, and Orlu drove a Mitsubishi off-road vehicle and followed behind.
Yang Deshan did not explain to Chen Rong face to face. He got into the car and dialed Shen Ji's mobile phone directly.
Yang Deshan explained to Shen Ji on the phone that Cao Mo was indeed talking about the oil palm fruit raw material supply project during this period and traveled to the area below for several days. Because he had a little conflict with Wang Jianzhong yesterday afternoon. , Cao Mo just got a little tempered today and avoided the reception work and went to the casino to play. He was definitely not addicted to gambling.
Of course, Yang Deshan was not afraid that Wang Jianzhong would stand up and refute him at this time. After all, except for talking about the supply project, everything else seemed to him to be true.
For this reception, the branch directly rented a manor-style villa courtyard inside the Lana Del Rey Hotel.
The cars were parked in the parking lot outside the hotel lobby. Cao Mo and the others walked through the cobblestone path behind the main hotel building and walked into the villa lobby.
The thin-faced young man and the girl in jeans sat with Shen Ji on the sofa and glanced at Cao Mo, still in a condescending manner.
Shen Ji took care of Chen Rong's face. When he saw Cao Mo coming over, he sat upright and said, "Aunt Rong is mainly concerned about the situation of you two brothers and sisters. She was a little anxious just now and didn't understand the situation clearly—— I just explained it to Aunt Rong, please go and explain it to Aunt Rong in person."
Cao Mo didn't want to appear too unruly, so he took the corner escalator and went upstairs. At the end of the corridor on the second floor was a floor-to-ceiling window. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, he could see the sunset over the Atlantic Ocean. The scenery was magnificent.
Seeing this scene will make people sigh with emotion, even in Draculamore, the lives of rich people will be taken care of in every possible way.
Standing on the soft ground shuttlecock, Cao Mo took out a cigarette and lit it in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. After smoking halfway, he was about to go downstairs as if the task was completed. When he turned around, he saw Song Yuqing sneaking over.
"I guess you were just fooling people by walking upstairs without saying a word. You don't even know which room Mr. Chen lives in." Song Yuqing came over.
"Guo Jian must have been gossiping a lot with Zhou Jun behind his back, and you still come to me?" Cao Mo asked.
"I already said that you and Wang Wen are younger brothers and sisters. What gossip can Guo Jian have to say behind his back?" Song Yuqing said.
"Will Zhou Jun believe this?" Cao Mo asked.
"Believe it or not," Song Yuqing said, "I remember you said before that your father went to jail for a woman. That woman couldn't be..."
"No one likes girls who are so smart." Cao Mo curled his lips and said.
Song Yuqing clenched her pink fist and waved it, then asked gossipingly: "What is the relationship between your father and Mr. Chen?"
"That old bastard just licked the dog but didn't lick it," Cao Mo said.
"Have you ever said that about your father?" Song Yuqing couldn't help but glared and asked.
"The old bastard doesn't care about his own moral character. He kills people and goes to jail for an old woman he can't lick. He doesn't even care about his own mother, son, and daughter. Why don't you let people talk about it?" Cao Mo curled his lips and said.
"Then why did you enter Dongsheng?" Song Yuqing asked.
"Dongsheng is recruiting workers. I don't care about that old woman, but there is no need to avoid her - I will work hard in Dongsheng and get my share of the wages I deserve. What else is there for?"
Cao Mo said.
"Your mother is the old woman!"
Just as Cao Mo was about to drag Song Yuqing downstairs, he saw a high school girl opening the door and angrily retorting to Cao Mo.
Seeing Chen Rong standing behind the door with a gloomy face, Song Yuqing was startled, her head was a little stuck, and she stammered: "Mr. Chen, why are you in this room?"
"Mr. Shen said that this suite has a nice view, so Shuyun and I will live in it instead." When Cao Mo said this in the corridor, Chen Rong looked unhappy, but she patiently explained to Song Yuqing.
At this time, Shen Ji, the thin-faced young man, the girl in jeans, Yang Deshan, Wang Jianzhong, Zhou Jun and others came over. Chen Rong gathered her emotions and walked out of the room, explaining to everyone: "Cao Mo's father and I were high school classmates. Later, the two families were involved in trivial matters.
We don’t have much contact with each other anymore, but no matter what, I still regard Cao Mo as my junior. I just mistakenly thought that Cao Mo didn’t learn well and scared everyone by losing his temper. I apologize to everyone..."