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1181 Mistake

Wang Xinlong chatted like an old woman with broken mouth, while depressedly pulling open the car door and sitting in the driver's seat: "These girls in China have no professional ethics. When I was in Myanmar D, the foreign girls on the old street were all excellent. They played with all the blowing and playing and everything. Let's take a look at the bathing group...

Zhang Xingyu laughed at each other: "I told you last night that the store is not good, the appearance is not good, and the service is poor. You are a sperm and you have to detoxify it, it's time to do it!"

Wang Xinlong bulged his eyes and muttered: "Get out of here, you said first to find a place to wash your feet. I also spent 2,500 last night. I asked the bath to issue an invoice. We will make an AA product."

"Brother, you are so awesome. You can even make invoices for such a big health care." Zhang Xingyu teased and gave a thumbs up.

Looking at them teasing each other like crosstalk, I shouted irritably: "Stop, brothers, okay?"

"Look, the boss is unbalanced. Next time I wash my feet and call him." Zhang Xingyu smacked his lips with a lollipop in his mouth: "Okay, I'm serious. I'll meet Lao Ge's secretary later. I mean, I'm going to talk straight to the project of Metro Line 9 directly. If it's done, tell the other party first what we want, and let them go back and study it slowly."

I blinked and looked at my eyes and asked, "What if he refuses?"

"If you refuse, just flash. We can live without a project. Lao Ge will die if he loses his son." Zhang Xingyu took off a string of bracelets of unknown material from his wrist, and took out a small brush of half a chopstick length from his pocket and started brushing it.

Wang Xinlong glanced through the rearview mirror and joked: "Jewelry is so expensive nowadays, you have to brush your teeth when you go out?"

Zhang Xingyu curled his lips with a white look: "You know a ball, this is called Vajra Bodhi, this is a pig's hair brush. The more you brush, the more you brush, the more beautiful you brush."

"Tsk..." Wang Xinlong slapped his lips and slapped: "Isn't it just cultural relics? It seems that no one knows it. The things that the big bosses in the south didn't play a few years ago, and you pick them up as fashion now. I'll give you some more science. Using the special words in our cultural relics industry, it's called "pan" or not. If you borrow sister-in-law Xiaoya, you'll lose it!"

"That's all the vulgar people who are accustomed to the arts. The ones who really play this thing must be the old stubborn masters in the Beijing-Tianjin area." Zhang Xingyu hung his head, and his expression was serious and "rubbed" and brushed the bracelet, looking indescribable.

I asked Zhang Xingyu curiously: "When will you have this hobby?"

Zhang Xingyu didn't even raise his head and replied in a muffled voice: "Some of you have been in the pit after you were young."

I ignored Zhang Xingyu, who was silly, and asked Wang Xinlong with his neck: "Where is Brother Sanyan?"

Wang Xinlong started the car and drove towards the street entrance at a constant speed: "Brother Yan will go directly to the hotel later, and will be with his sister-in-law and Sister Xiu to settle the bill together."

I thought for a while, and originally wanted to ask Zhang Xingyu where he had brought Han Fei. Then I thought about it again and maybe I was even more anxious when I knew it. It would be better to not know anything. I took my arm and poked Zhang Xingyu next to me and asked, "Fat, are you sure Han Fei will not have any problems?"

Zhang Xingyu was still lowering his head, "pinning" the bracelet very seriously, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't worry, he is our financial backer, I dare not do anything to him. I guess Brother Fei should be stretching in the gentle village at this time."

More than half an hour later, we resisted the Wangyue Pavilion Hotel near the nightclub.

This hotel was just opened during my time in the chicken squatting. The decoration style is very high-end and the dishes are quite exquisite. It is said that the boss seems to be from the south. I have eaten several times and I feel very satisfied.

When Zhang Xingyu and I were sent to the door, Wang Xinlong was very eye-catching and did not follow him upstairs.

Although this guy is not in tune with his words and does things well, he is very knowledgeable about the worldly ways. When we were just a few of us, he was careless and thought of whatever he said like a mental illness. However, once he arrived in front of him, he immediately became a regular driver. He would never force himself to walk in when he shouldn't have happened.

Wang Xinlong smiled and nodded: "Boss, I'll park the car next to me and go back to our nightclub for a meal. I'll pick you up in forty minutes."

I told him with concern: "It's okay to eat, don't mess with me from my own place."

"Rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests. I understand the rules and will never cause trouble to our own young lady." Wang Xinlong snapped his fingers and smirked: "Besides, I don't have time. Recently, Sister Xiaoxiao has always pestered me to tell the history of human development."

When he heard his mention of Sister Xiaoxiao, I slapped the back of my head and asked, "By the way, Bobo's cousin said when will he leave?"

Wang Xinlong shook his head and said, "No, but it should be soon. We talked about WeChat this morning, and she said she might not be able to play for a few days."

I patted him on the shoulder and told him: "Follow me well, don't turn around and let Sister Bo poke my backbone."

"A must." Wang Xinlong opened his mouth and clenched his fists and raised his eyebrows at me: "Boss, don't worry about such trivial matters. Your first priority today is to cheer up, Pan Him! Pan Lao Ge!"

After a while, Zhang Xingyu and I walked into the hotel side by side. Two waiters wearing pink cheongsams at the door asked politely: "Good noon, sir, do you have a reservation?"

Zhang Xingyu responded with a smile: "Yes, his surname is Ding."

The expressions on several waiters' faces immediately became extremely respectful, their waists were almost bent to their knees, and they made an invitation to me: "Please here."

After glanced at the waiter who was almost worshipping us, Zhang Xingyu shook his head with a funny look: "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and close neighbors are not as expensive as long as long as the neighbors. I have been here for dinner less than five times, and I have never enjoyed the treatment of escort."

The reason why the other party is polite to us is more due to the greetings from the secretary named Ding.

I pulled Zhang Xingyu and walked slowly for a while, lowered my voice and complained: "Next time I went out for a social event, can you wear it formally, just like a loser?"

This guy's outfit is never slim. In summer, it is either a big T-shirt, a flowery shorts, a hull vest, and a jeans that remain unchanged in winter. The key is that this guy likes to wear white sneakers. He doesn't like to brush his shoes when his shoes are dirty, which always gives people a feeling of being buried and obsolete.

Unlike his casual details, since I came to Shancheng, I have been particularly concerned about my image, especially when I go out to do business, I like to wear black suits and white shirts. It not only looks elegant but also makes people feel like a little kid.

"The dragon has not been met, and it is hidden among fish and shrimps. A gentleman loses his time and bows to the villain." Zhang Xingyu squinted his eyes and snorted: "When you really soar to 90,000 miles, I will definitely dress more dazzling than a star."

While we were chatting, we were brought into a private room by the waiter.

In the room, there was already a person sitting in the main seat, his waist straight and his face was full of smiles.

When Zhang Xingyu and I were stunned at the same time, Zhang Xingyu leaned into my ear and murmured very lowly: "I've made a mistake. I didn't count Lao Ge's love for his son. If you can be so anxious, you can chat first. I'll find a way to help you shake people."

Without waiting for me to say anything, Zhang Xingyu took out the bracelet and some pig hair brush from his pocket to stuff it, and then quickly left the private room. In an instant, I figured out why the waiter at the door looked rude to us, and came with the "sky" of the mountain city.

That's right, the person sitting in the private room at this moment was not Secretary Ding, but Ge Chuan's old man Ge Zhipeng. Although I had only seen him in local news, I could still accurately recognize him.

I stumbled and shrank my neck at the other party with an extremely unnatural expression: "Hello, I am Wang Lang from the Head Wolf Company."

The shadow of a person's famous tree, although we are privately called Lao Ge, the name of Lao Ge, but when we really meet each other, the innocence of tension immediately wraps my whole body. That feeling is hard to describe, it is completely a kind of level suppression.

Ge Zhipeng behind the round table waved his hand slightly at me like a host: "Sit down."

I sat nervously across from him, coughing dryly, "Haha, Ge... Ge..."

After muttering for a long time, I suddenly didn't know what to call the person in front of me, and would tremble and hit the bottom.

He instantly understood my embarrassment and spoke in a low voice: "My identity today is only Ge Chuan's father. You can call me uncle or Lao Ge at age, but it doesn't matter what you call me. The important thing is that I hope we can completely spread the matter today."

"Hello, Uncle Ge." I stood up again and bent slightly towards him.

"Yeah." He lightly pointed his head, glanced at the bracelet and brush that I was still holding in my palm, and then smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, let's chat like friends. You are the victim in Gechuan. If you have any conditions or requirements, you can tell me directly."
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