"Old Zheng~ You're here, I've been waiting for a long time."

When we met Zheng Jiaxuan again, Yang Cheng no longer abides by etiquette, but instead calls the other party in the most intimate way, which feels like an old BJ and chatting while meeting on the street at the entrance of the alley.

However, unlike Yang Cheng's relaxed and familiarity and intimate behavior, Zheng Jiaxuan was shocked. He was not scared of gold-rimmed glasses, which was considered to be a surprise to him.

As the saying goes, weasels are definitely not kind to greet the chickens with New Year's greetings. In Zheng Jiaxuan's heart, even if Yang Cheng is not a weasel, she is no different from a cunning fox. Not to mention that she is full of bad water, she definitely has nothing to hold back.

Now that he changed his former noble demeanor, he actually stood at the gate to greet him with a very messy hair, which really made Zheng Jiaxuan more vigilant.

The surprise was instantly put away, and as humble as ever, she accepted Yang Cheng's new name generously like an elegant gentleman in the East. "I'm really sorry, the traffic in London is too bad, and it happened to be at the peak of leaving the city. It made Brother Yang wait for a long time, and I'm really ashamed."

Yang Cheng smiled and grabbed Zheng Jiaxuan's arm, "I really feel ashamed. Lao Zheng, you have to accompany me to have a few drinks. I really don't feel happy to drink with those ghost guys holding red wine glasses every day. Today I have prepared an authentic military supply cellar Moutai. We will not return until we get drunk."

Faced with Yang Cheng's increasingly close attitude, Zheng Jiaxuan sneered in his heart, and the smile on his face became even stronger. If he didn't look at the inner activities of the two, I'm afraid anyone would think that they were hard-core brothers for decades.

Not to mention whether Yang Cheng had any conspiracy, he was definitely making enough face. The Chinese delicacies on the entire dining table were all color, fragrance and taste. With Yang Cheng's picky appetite as a guarantee, he could definitely satisfy anyone's appetite. Moreover, he knew that people from Z were wandering around for many years and missed the taste of their hometown.

The sky was getting darker outside, and the drizzle fell again. In the UK, which was about to enter summer, the rain gradually increased. It was not cold, but it was very cool. The grass outside was fragrant and the wine in the house was fragrant, and everything seemed extremely harmonious.

Yang Cheng and Zheng Jiaxuan were polite to each other, and then they served the table at the same time. Yang Cheng poured wine himself, and without saying a word, he fucked three drinks with Zheng Jiaxuan.

They are all veterans of the restaurant and have some experience in drinking urgently. It is even more difficult to use these tricks to blur the other party's thinking.

Yang Cheng knew this very well, so he didn't expect to do too much on the wine. But today he made up his mind to pick up some money from Zheng Jiaxuan, and he had to drink the other party happily, so that's the only way to talk about it?

It was a bit regrettable for the delicious wine and food, but they both drank the lively atmosphere of dozens of people in the company. They exchanged glasses and exchanged glasses, and almost no blink of an eye. The two of them had already drunk a pound of white wine, and their faces were blushing.

Yang Cheng ate a few chopsticks and pressed the wine that was pouring upwards. He felt that the time was almost right, so he put down the wine glass and said with a smile, "Old Zheng, I guess you have been wondering when you came today, what medicine is Yang Cheng selling in this kid's gourd."

Zheng Jiaxuan bit his tongue and forced himself to wake up. His face was flushed and he looked at Yang Cheng in a drunken state, "Yes, Brother Yang is not authentic. It's the first time that you have known you for so long. If I don't complain about that lies in my heart, why don't you solve your doubts? What's the point of thinking you are like this? If you encounter any difficulties, just say that if you are within your ability, you will never refuse."

Yang Cheng found that this guy was also an acting guy, and he was full of Confucianism and drank the macho spirit after drinking.

"You can definitely help. It's a good thing for you. Do you remember that you asked me to introduce Prince William to Glencore to acquire Glencore's oil storage business? I'm living up to my entrustedness and finally done for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Jiaxuan cursed his mother in his heart. If Yang Cheng had just asked Yang Cheng for business a few months ago, he would be so happy that he would kiss Yang Cheng's big face.

But now, the negotiations on the other side have reached a critical moment, involving a large amount of funds. It is completely unnecessary to spend more than one billion dollars to acquire an oil storage business that is far less important.

But can Zheng Jiaxuan refuse? No, at least not just, refuse directly. Not to mention Yang Cheng's face, it may leave a very bad impression on Prince William. He knew that William must have spent a lot of effort to make this happen. He would not be able to do anything less hard work, let alone breaking the contract and not buying it.

Of course, he knew in his heart that in the past few months, Yang Cheng and William had joined forces, and they probably discussed dirty conspiracies a lot, but that was not important and he could not produce evidence.

The atmosphere of the restaurant cooled rapidly. It was just now in the Flame Mountain. In a blink of an eye, it was like falling into an ice cave. The biting coldness kept drilling from the back to the body. Zheng Jiaxuan knew that there was no good banquet. This delicious Moutai liquor was getting worse and worse now. He couldn't help but regret it now. He wouldn't have come to eat this meal if he had known that he would have killed him.

Now he has eaten and drunk food. If he dares to turn over the table and stop talking, it will be difficult for him to leave the restaurant tonight.

Of course, he was thinking too much, and no matter how angry Yang Cheng was, he would not kill someone at home.

And to be honest, he planned to plan Zheng Jiaxuan in front, and now he wanted Zheng Jiaxuan to take over again, and he felt ashamed. He didn't expect to receive the fruits of victory from Zheng Jiaxuan. He just wanted to try it out. Success is better. If he didn't succeed, he would go to the next house as soon as possible.

Looking at Zheng Jiaxuan's entangled face, Yang Cheng was about to give him a step and ask the other party to have dinner first and then talk after dinner, but he didn't expect that Zheng Jiaxuan bit his back teeth and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Yang. I thought this matter was gone, but I didn't expect that I suddenly received a surprise today. Brother is happy, let's have another drink!"

Yang Cheng was confused, did the other party agree?

He raised his glass blankly and touched Zheng Jiaxuan, raised his head and killed it, his head was so dizzy that he didn't know what to react.

However, the facts proved that Yang Cheng was thinking too much. He stayed in the West for too long and almost forgot the habit of speaking more tactfully in the Easterners. He first expressed his gratitude and complained, "But Brother Yang, it was not my brother's fault. If I told you earlier, there would be no such misunderstanding.
Chapter completed!