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Chapter 51

"Oh, it would be weird if everyone is just eating and waiting to die!"

Jia Guangming sighed again and smiled bitterly.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we go up!"

Tie Jun pushed Jia Guangming, and the two of them went up the stairs to the second floor. The situation was the same as on the first floor. He heard his voice before seeing him.

“50!“

"100!"

"What are you doing? Just 100!"

"What do you care about me? I'm just older than you!"

"Don't brag, you're bigger than anyone else, I'm a leopard! Silly baby, what are you thinking about if you still don't run away?"

The conference room diagonally facing the stairs was noisy and the door was open, filled with smoke. You could vaguely see a bunch of people surrounding the conference table, with scattered poker cards on the table.

A middle-aged man with a perm is sitting at the table, and the two standing ones are staring at each other. They are probably playing three-card swindling (golden flowers). All three of them have cards in their hands, and the others are just freeloaders.

Tie Jun and the others said nothing, standing behind and waiting for them to finish playing.

"I...I can't handle all the big cards, why are you asking me to throw them away? I'm going with 100!"

The silly little fat guy should be Silly Bao. Even though the fat guy said he had a leopard in his hand, he didn't give up. He lied three times. Who would believe it?

Whether it is called cheating three cards or cheating golden flowers, the key lies in cheating and cheating.

Some people never say anything and only play big names. Such people seldom lose, cannot win big money, are too transparent, like glass, and conservative.

Some people play blindly for two rounds regardless of the cards, without looking at the cards. Of course, if you open your eyes, you have to double follow. Such people often die miserably. They are seeking death.

There are also some who occasionally steal a handful and decide how to play based on the amount of bets below, either playing blindly or with their eyes open. This kind of people are very smart, winning more and losing less.

The last type is the king of drama. No matter what the card is, it all depends on acting. 2, 3, and 6 can perform the effect of 666. It is unpredictable in the rain and fog. This is the master and get rich type.

When Sha Bao threw the 100 in, the people who were eating melons exclaimed together. Curly Hair on the table muttered that he was really a leopard 555, and he was throwing money away, but this Sha Bao was not stupid.

"Come on! Fight against counterfeiting!"

It was impossible for Curly to fold, so he threw out 100 with a smile, and reached the hemp pole.

"I went and the factory director didn't run away. I did this and it's all great!"

Oh, this is the third uncle. Tie Jun looked at it twice more, with a smile on his face. He couldn't see clearly. One of them was wise or all-inclusive. It remains to be seen.

"Just do it and it's over. If you die, die on the big card, 100!"

Hey, Ma Gan didn't run away either, this card is interesting, three houses are fighting against each other, the rhythm of the dead.

Shabao was sweating. A handful was worth a month's salary. He placed the cards on the table and lay down to take a closer look.

"Follow, follow!"

Shabao put his hand into his crotch, pulled out a few big tickets, and threw in another 100.

"Wow, Shabao has a leopard!"

The factory director continued to follow, and asked with a grin: "The cap is only 100?"

"Nonsense, how much money do you make!"

The factory director sneered.

"Zui Tian Monkey, if it doesn't work, just throw it away. Your commission will be almost lost this time! Save some for the baby!"

"Hahaha, I can also breastfeed, it's 20 a day, we're not greedy!"

"Mom, it's easy for me!"

Ma Gan threw the card away and reached out to see the factory director's card.

"Don't look!"

"I do not speak!"

The director of the factory still let him see it. He slapped the table and said "I'm sorry" and said nothing again.

"I-I'll go on, 100!"

Shabao blinked, trembled and threw 100 again.

"Third uncle, let's look at the cards!"

Finally able to read the cards, Jia Guangming couldn't help it anymore and spoke to persuade him.

"The light is coming, yo, this is Tiejun, right? Shabao, I'll give you this one!"

The factory director smiled at Tie Jun, jumped off the table, and shook hands with Tie Jun.

"Hello, Third Uncle, I'm Tiejun!"

"Give, what, you're not as big as me!"

Shabao spread the cards on the table. Damn it, the three old guys are the second best in the world!

The factory director was stunned for a moment, laughed, and showed the 555.

"Shabao, I'll ask you to help me, otherwise I'll take this money away from you again."

"Damn it, I was planning to buy a color TV, but... it was ruined!"

"Let's all disperse!"

The factory director shouted, hugged Jia Guangming and Tie Jun and walked out. The rest of the people immediately surrounded Shabao. The winner had to arrange dinner.

The factory director's office was at the very back. When he opened the door and walked in, he saw banners and certificates all over the wall. There were also trophies in the showcase. Tie Jun turned his head and glanced at Jia Guangming.

"In the past, our quilt factory was very good, and we did more work than the labor insurance factory. Now that heavy industry is no longer available, your third uncle has become a thing of yesterday.

By the way, my name is Li He, the thin guy just now is called Hou Sanxi, the head of the sales department, and that silly baby is our deputy factory director, his real name is Liu Bao!"

Li He went into the cabinet at the back and dug into it. Without missing a beat, he quickly took out a box of iron drums of China and put it on the desk. Jia Guangming grabbed it.

"Okay, third uncle, and this treasure, Dajun, you've also smoked this, right?"

I have actually smoked this before. Tie Jun smiled and said, "I was teasing you last time. Where could I smoke it as a student?" Jia Guangming was quite satisfied with this answer. He opened the cigarette and threw one over.

"One for each person, and the rest belongs to me!"

My nephew, Uncle Xiong, always talks about this, and Li He is no exception. He has been used to it since he was a child.

Light a cigarette, and a woman comes in to make tea. The state-run ones are different, they are all like grandma, and there is a lot of pomp and circumstance.

Huazi is really good at smoking, Tie Jun squinted his eyes and felt that, apart from anything else in his previous life, Tie Jun had never been able to get by with tobacco, wine and tea.

"Tie Jun, listen to Guangming, do you want to contract this shabby factory?"

"Third uncle, I've seen the machine. It's just the right time to use it. The workers are not bad and are very skilled. That's enough. The rest are superficial and don't matter!"

"You and Guangming are old classmates. I can't cheat you. The contract is simple. The bureau is hoping that someone will take the lead, but why do you care about this bunch of things?"

"Haha, third uncle, do you mean thorn in the head?"

"yes!"

"Where is Guangming? He is the best at pulling out thorns!"

"Me? Well, yes!"

Jia Guangming thought of Tie Jun's arrogance and domineering behavior in the dance hall that day, his hands trembled, and he quickly nodded in agreement.

"Let's do this. Let's make an order first. The workers in the factory are getting angry, so I can rest assured that I can leave it to you two."

Tie Jun smiled and said: "Okay, listen to my third uncle. Today we will mainly look at the equipment and workers. At the end of the month, I will import the fabrics. Then I will give you the sample and we will talk more about it!"

Tie Jun calculated the time and found that in more than ten days, the money for the imported materials should be available.

The three of them chatted for a while. Jia Guangming kept looking at his watch. How could Li He not see that his nephew was in trouble? He smiled and said, "You two still have something to do, right?"

"Well, my navy class is dying, and we agreed to go there in the afternoon!"

Jia Guangming quickly borrowed the donkey from the slope and stood up.

"Okay, you two go and do your work. I will also hold a meeting for them. During this time, I will take good care of the machine, allocate the types of work, calm down, and get ready to work!"

After sending the two of them out of the gate, Li He turned around and went back. Jia Guangming drove to Qiulin and went in to buy a bunch of supplements.

"Guangming, the old lady is like that, can she eat these things?"

"What the heck, that's what I mean, his house will probably have a mountain of these things!"

Isn't this sick? Tie Jun didn't bother to say anything anymore. He turned around to see the little old lady wearing a hood catching the cigarette butt thrower. Jia Guangming stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the river.


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