It was getting late, and the lights were brightly lit in the Yangqiao Town Hotel. Every time this happened, it was the most lively time of the day in the hotel.

Among the many diners, the most business people come here to treat them to dinner. Of course, sometimes there are some well-known figures in the town.

For example, today, Wu Zhangbing, the director of Yangqiao Town Credit Union, is not very strong, and he holds a lot of money. Everyone in Yangqiao Town wants to sell him some face.

No matter who you are, you have to contact him if you are short of money or if there is a problem with capital turnover. As for whether you can borrow money, it depends on whether Wu Zhangbing nods.

Wu Zhangbing set up a private room and waited for Wu Changlong to arrive in the private room with Zhao Xuemei.

Zhao Xuemei was a little nervous because she had never seen this Wu Changlong and didn't know what kind of person he was. She would talk about business later and would be able to deal with it.

"You seem a little nervous." Wu Zhangbing smiled.

"Is there any?" Zhao Xuemei replied.

"It's okay, this Director Wu is a very easy-to-talk person."

While talking, the private room door was pushed open and a man who looked in his forties walked in.

The man was slightly rich in body. His white shirt was tucked into the belt, his slightly bulging belly was erect, and he took Wu Zhangbing's hand as soon as he came in and apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, sorry, something was delayed in the factory today, so Director Wu has been waiting for a long time. I'm really sorry."

Wu Zhangbing smiled at him and said, "We have arrived just now. Come on, come on, hurry up and take your seat."

Zhao Xuemei silently thought in her heart that this man is Wu Changlong, she looks quite philanthropic, but she doesn't know what it looks like when it comes into contact with it.

"This is the friend Director Wu is going to introduce? Is this a beautiful person? Even if he is beautiful in the town, he is one of the best."

Seeing Zhao Xuemei on the seat, Wu Changlong was not unfamiliar at all. He took the initiative to ask Zhao Xuemei and reached out to hold it.

Zhao Xuemei smiled at him and said, "Director Wu has over-rewarded."

"Good luck to meet." Wu Changlong held Zhao Xuemei's hand and was reluctant to let go for a while. The soft and boneless palms were stored in his hand, which felt really wonderful.

Zhao Xuemei was a little angry and shook hands with Wu Changlong out of politeness, but unexpectedly this guy held it and didn't let go.

Wu Zhangbing, who was beside him, saw it, quickly rescued the situation, and took Wu Changlong and smiled, "Director Wu, if you hold Comrade Xuemei's hand again, it will be shaking it."

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I can't control my love when I see a beautiful woman. I hope I'll forgive me for any rudeness."

Wu Changlong's face was not blushing, and he smiled and picked up the wine glass and drank all the white wine in one breath, calling it "a glass of self-punishment."

Zhao Xuemei had something to ask for, so she naturally couldn't hold on to her, let alone give Wu Changlong a look. She could only laugh with a dry smile.

"Director Wu asked me over today. What's the good thing about it?"

"No, no hurry, let's drink it first."

During the meal, Wu Changlong kept looking for an opportunity to worship Zhao Xuemei. At first, Wu Zhangbing would help to block it. Later, the two men drank some of them, and became drunk and drank so much that they even came together to persuade Zhao Xuemei.

Fortunately, Zhao Xuemei was very clear in her heart. She knew that the water for the banquet was very deep, so she was always on guard. If she could refuse, she would shirk it. If she really couldn't, she would act. She first pretended to take a sip of the wine in her mouth, and then took the opportunity to spit it on the wet wipes.

After half of the banquet, Wu Zhangbing and Wu Changlong were both half drunk, while Zhao Xuemei was still very sober.

"I, Wu Changlong, usually claim to be extremely good at drinking. Today I met Sister Zhao, and I saw what it means to not get drunk for a thousand cups. Sister Zhao is not only beautiful, but also as good as a man when drinking."

"Director Wu has been too much, so how can I compete with Director Wu?" Zhao Xuemei said with a smile.

Wu Changlong had a whim, his face turned red, his mouth was full of running the train, and his cowhide was so loud that he bragged. The box became very lively because of his own existence. He talked endlessly about his heroic deeds and tried his best to show himself in front of Zhao Xuemei.

At this time, Wu Zhangbing pulled Wu Changlong to talk about the serious matter, "Director Wu, it's true that Xuemei has encountered a difficult problem recently. Looking at the entire Yangqiao Town, only you can solve it."

These words came to Wu Changlong's heart and made him feel very comfortable.

I didn’t drink, I was just a rice factory manager, and I was all my husband in Yangqiao Town after I got drunk!

Wu Changlong immediately became arrogant and patted his chest: "My sister Zhao, if you have any trouble, just tell Angkor that as long as it is in Yangqiao Town, Angkor will definitely help you solve it."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhao Xuemei said: "That's right. I have a batch of millet in my hand recently. I want to sell it to the rice factory. I would like to ask Director Wu for help."

"Hi!" Wu Changlong slapped his thigh and said loudly: "I'm holding Angkor with such a small matter, how many do you have?"

"Currently, only 15,000 kilograms are in your hand." Zhao Xuemei said, "But I heard from the people in your factory that this amount is too small, so you won't accept it."

Wu Changlong grabbed Zhao Xuemei's hand and smiled foolishly with a round fleshy face, "My sister Zhao is not saying this. I have the final say in the factory. I just want to say it."

Wu Changlong, who was smelled of alcohol, held his hand. Zhao Xuemei felt extremely uncomfortable and tried hard to pull it off, but unexpectedly, he grabbed it tighter and tighter.

"My sister Zhao, as long as you recognize me as the eldest brother, Angkor will definitely help you with Guzi's affairs in the future." Wu Changlong laughed and said, "But there is one thing you have to agree to, at least call me Angkor."

How can people not bow their heads under the eaves? Although Zhao Xuemei is reluctant, what can she do? She is not born with a golden spoon in her mouth, nor is she a god who is not as good as the world's fireworks. This is how life is. Since the divorce, Zhao Xuemei has gradually seen through it.

For the way out for this batch of millets, no matter how unwilling they are, they still have to shout Angkor.

"Angkor, thank you, then." Zhao Xuemei forced a smile.

"It's easy to say, you'll send the millet tomorrow." Wu Changlong was very happy.

While laughing, Zhao Xuemei found an opportunity to break free from her hands, and a circle of red marks were snatched from her white and tender hands.

"Come on, we are destined to meet Sister Zhao today, so we have a drink together."

This time, Wu Changlong personally poured wine for Zhao Xuemei, and took Zhao Xuemei's hand and picked up the wine glass, touched the wine glass gently, drank it all by himself, and then looked at Zhao Xuemei with a smile, waiting for her to drink the wine.

"Angkor, I can't drink much, little sister. After drinking this glass, I can't drink it anymore." Zhao Xuemei held her forehead and looked drunk.

"Okay, the girl said she couldn't drink it, so she stopped drinking it. After drinking this cup, we'll end it."

Zhao Xuemei was able to play tricks in the past and secretly vomited when the two of them were not paying attention. However, Wu Changlong was staring at this glass, and there was no way for a while, so she could only drink it with her teeth.

The white wine entered the throat, burning and hot, and a hot stream kept burning into the stomach, which was really uncomfortable, but Zhao Xuemei felt much better when she thought that the millet in her hand had a way out.

At least you don’t have to worry about the millet being held in your hands. More importantly, you can buy millet on a larger scale in the future and make money to make the difference.
Chapter completed!