Buddhism emphasizes that good fate brings good results.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is because of the relationship between them.

Abandon the elements of luck, no one will treat you well for no reason, nor will he get into evil without reason.

If I didn't come to the nightclub to watch the scene tonight, I might not have encountered Li Zhuoyu, Hong Zhentian and others causing trouble. Without their trouble, I would not have helped those girls with fun. And so on, I would not have accidentally known that the "rich people from the northwest" had something to do.

Of course, all this was not changed by my intervention. I think even if I didn’t come to the nightclub to watch the venue, what should have happened will definitely happen, but it may be developing in another direction.

After receiving the call from the hotel waiter, I thought for a long time and quickly returned to the nightclub.

In the rest room of the top floor suite, I met a group of "Northwest tyrants" again.

There were four people on the other side. When I entered the house, three of them gathered together to play poker, chatting in dialects that I couldn't quite understand.

The man who looked like the "boss" and had a small head and a big body was sitting on the rattan chair in the guest room. The old god was smoking and watching TV. The waiter on duty next to him was bent down to explain something.

I signaled to the waiter to go out first, and then asked the man with a smile: "Dear guest, what's wrong?"

The man held the remote control and pointed to the TV, complaining to me in an unhappy way: "Man, what are you doing? You can't even find Xi'an Station."

I frowned, and this guy shouted me over. Could it be that the TV could not be found?

After pausing, I still smiled and said, "Boss, we have the final say in TV signals. It must be the radio and television stations that others will give you. What stations we search for? You can take your phone and connect to WiFi and watch online TV."

A young man playing poker next to me turned his head and curled his lips at me: "Hungry and your club, the hungry boss can't sleep if he doesn't read the Xi'an news for a day. You should think of a way to go."

"Hey, don't be a guy." The leading man pulled his head and stared at the withered and yellow hair, then opened the zipper of his handbag with a "stop", took out a stack of banknotes from it and handed it to me, waved at me, "My man, it's not easy for you. I came here in the middle of the night. Just for your attitude, I will also reward you."

"You are polite, boss." I waved my hand quickly.

Seeing that I refused, the man's face suddenly dimmed. He took out a stack of large tickets from his handbag, stretched them in front of me, staring at his little eyeballs like a mung bean and whispered: "Uh, I look down on hunger, don't you? Just put it on for you."

When I was taking out the money for the second time, a piece of white paper in his bag was accidentally taken out and fell to my feet.

I bent down and picked up the piece of white paper and returned it to him, and kept shaking my head: "It's really no need..."

"Good guy, good quality!" He took the white paper, spread it casually and put it on his legs, giving me a thumbs up.

I accidentally saw a few big words printed on the white paper with "Project Coordination Plan for Shapingba District Metro Line 9". I couldn't help but dilate my pupils, and I deliberately straightened my neck and looked at it for a few more times.

He might have noticed my gaze, looked down at the "plan" on his legs, folded it immediately, stuffed it back into his bag, and asked me with his cross-border teeth, "Man, how old are you this year?"

"I'm twenty-eight!" I casually said, and smiled dryly, pointing at the "plan" he had just stuffed into his bag and asked: "Boss, are you really doing the project of Metro Line 9?"

A young man with a short head next to him threw off the playing cards in his hand with a "slap" and said casually: "Meow coward, how about fake?"

"You thief, just play cards and play cards." The man turned around and glared at the young man before looking at me again and smiled: "My man, I'm not hiding it from your club. The reason why I come to you to stay here is that I don't want to be harassed by those young people who want to go to the wrong place. You have to keep it a secret for you."

"It must be." I bowed and slapped my head wildly.

"You guy is very good." The man smiled at me.

Although I couldn't understand what Ya was talking about, I guess it was a compliment when looking at his expression.

After hesitating for a while, I bowed to the man and said goodbye: "Then I won't disturb the bosses' rest. If you have any questions, you can call me on my private phone. I will serve you anytime, anywhere, if it is convenient..."

When I was talking, I took out my cell phone and smiled ambiguously at him, and the meaning was obvious.

After he crossed his legs and thought for a few seconds, he smiled carelessly: "My mobile phone number is 138XX."

"I'll call you." I immediately dialed the number and introduced happily: "My name is Wang Lang, the king of the king, and the king of the world."

"Why is Wang Kun?" He lowered his head and rubbed the screen of his mobile phone. It was different from the young people who used pinyin input nowadays. I think he was writing it completely in Chinese.

"Boss, it's Lang! cheerful." I corrected speechlessly.

"Oh..." He changed it quickly and grinned at me: "The hungry name is Liu Bosheng, the doctor of the doctor, the business of the business, you can call him "Hungry Brother" in the future."

"Okay, Brother Sheng, I wish you a happy rest." I put my cell phone on, bent down at him again, and then slowly left the private room.

After leaving the door, my bright smile like a mask on my face suddenly disappeared. I took out my phone and stared at his number, and murmured in a voice that only I could hear: "Liu Bosheng, Xi'antai, something interesting."

The other party actually understood what he meant just now. He seemed to want to give me some tips, but in fact he was deliberately showing me their "identity", although their identity is currently subject to debate.

If the girl who accompanied me before told me, I think I would definitely follow the other person's trap. Not to mention that I would lose any wealth, it would definitely be greatly affected.

However, it can also be seen from the side that this is a group of organized and premeditated "ruthless people".

They must have learned about it in advance that I am particularly interested in the project of Metro Line 9, so I have "coincidences" with me again and again.

Of course, before the answer to the mystery is revealed, I am not sure they must be liars.

After pondering for a while, I dialed Takasugi's number.

The phone "beep..." rang for a long time before the other side answered it, and spoke out with extreme disgust: "What's the matter?"

I also know that it is inappropriate to disturb him at this moment, but now things have come to the forefront. If I don’t clean up the result, I’m afraid that there will be some unpredictable consequences, so I gritted my teeth and asked: “Uncle Gao, that’s right, is it that the major project of the subway project already been decided?”

"I've told you before." Gao Shan said indifferently: "Wang Lang, young people, don't be too hasty. Since I promised you that you will arrange some process for you, I will definitely do it. I hope I won't mess up my rest at this time."

I continued to say with a shameless face: "Uncle Gao, can you tell me who the designated candidate or the company is? I have no other meaning, I just want to get to know each other in advance, hehe..."

After a moment of silence, Takasugi exhaled and said, "Even if I tell you, you can't get in touch with it. The company designated by the company is a state-owned enterprise, with its full name name Huaxia Railway Construction. The person in charge is Liu Bosheng, who is from the northwest."

"Ah?" My voice suddenly increased.

"Wang Lang, don't be too anxious. People from Tiejian will not be able to arrive in the mountain city after the New Year. At that time, I will find the right opportunity to recommend you to meet you." Takasugi said patiently: "From now on the phone, don't talk to me about this matter anymore, understand?"

"Yes, yes." I agreed like a chicken pecking at the rice.

After hanging up the phone, I looked back at the room where the Northwest bosses were. I was completely confused. Takasugi's words could not be fake. Could it be that I was too clumsy? This time I really got to know an invisible boss with luck?
Chapter completed!