After parting with Ye Xiaojiu, I felt something. After hesitating for a long time, I called Jiang Jingya's video call.

“Dou…Dou…”

After the phone rang for a few consecutive times, the other side hung up and a mechanical electronic synthesizer sound came: "I'm sorry that the phone you called is on the phone." A few seconds later, she sent me a message: I was having a beauty treatment with Sister Lian, and it was not convenient to answer the phone.

"Oh..." I sighed with a wry smile.

Qian Long squirmed the corners of his mouth twice, and finally did not read out what he wanted.

I turned my head and said to him, "Do you want to bury me? Don't hold it in your mouth?"

"Actually, I feel that there is no problem with you and Xiaoya. The problem is your mentality." Qian Long hesitated for a few seconds and said, "We have been playing together since we were young, and I think I know you better than your father."

I glanced at him: "The words behind are a little extra."

"You have always wanted to fight for life, and you don't refuse the ones you deliver to your door." Qian Long blew and said, "You may think you are leaving room for each other, but in fact you are hurting. I dare not say 100% that you don't care about Xiaoya, but you definitely have a person who cares 100% in your heart. Xiaoya is already past the age of being the one who is willing to be careless as long as you care. Now she needs you to pay more attention and attention. My Meier often says that women often care about nothing but the impulse of their own men at any time. Think about it yourself, you have no extra time to look at Xiaoya. Maybe she even bought a new underwear, so you are too lazy to please a few more words."

“Buzz…”

At this time, the phone I held in my hand vibrated again. Seeing that it was Dou Hu's number, I blew and said, "Come on, I'll study the family affairs later, and do serious things first."

I drove to the agreed restaurant and looked at the busy Ma Long, and I couldn't describe the irritability.

The ancients often said: How can one sweep a house without sweeping the world?

I can't even do something as simple as "life", so why do I use confidence to study the future of a group of people? But is "life" really simple? I think this may be an eternal proposition that even scientists can't explain it.

The hotel Dou Hu made an appointment in a town called "Xixiang" in Bao'an District, Pengcheng. It is said to be a town, but in fact it is much more prosperous than many small cities. What I saw along the way were basically some commercial streets and office buildings.

After arriving at the place, Dou Hu, dressed in a suit and tie, stood at the door to greet us.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ha Dou, it's just the rush hour, so I've been waiting for a long time." I shook hands and said hello to the other party politely.

He responded happily: "We have just arrived not long ago. It's windy outside, so let's chat inside."

When I heard the other party say "we" rather than "me", I felt a little confused in my heart, but I didn't show anything. I immediately followed Qian Long with a smile.

While walking in, Dou Hu sighed: "The construction of Pengcheng has been getting better and better in recent years. I remember when I came here with my uncle for the first time, many towns outside the pass were still farming. At that time, we also wanted to develop the real estate industry here, but we returned with our throne."

Although this guy has a scathing eyes and dark skin, he speaks with a unique literary spirit of men in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Since ancient times, scholars from Jiangsu and Zhejiang seem to be really not good at appearance.

After a while, we came to the private room.

In the room, there were two people who arrived first. One of them was forty-eight or nine years old, with a spirited back, and an ordinary appearance, with nothing extraordinary. She wore a very simple white shirt, which gave people a very similar feeling to corporate cadres and township leaders.

The other one is not much older than me, about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a standard social elder brother style, a round buzz cut, square face, tight black T-shirt, a blue tattoo on both arms, and a small LV clutch and a "Land Rover" car key.

The two of them sat together, both of which seemed out of place, but they also had a great time talking.

When we saw us entering the door, the older middle-aged man was just a symbolic little bit of his head, while the young man dressed like the big brother in society immediately stood up with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Wang, let me introduce you to you. This is Mr. Fang Haifang, this one from our Xixiang." Dou Hu pointed at the middle-aged man and gave me a thumbs up quietly, then looked at the "Social Brother" and introduced: "This is Jiang Zhihao, Jiang, and he has the final say on another level in Xixiang."

After hearing Dou Hu's hint, I immediately shook hands and said hello to the two of them humbly, but I couldn't understand why he found two such ignorant people to accompany us.

"Mr. Xiao Wang, Mr. Fang is a good friend who is always in love with our family and is even more of a good friend who can talk to my uncle. Brother Zhihao also has some business dealings with our company." Dou Hu sat down and continued to deepen our relationship with a smile: "As for our relationship, Director Lin explained it very clearly. We are all a family."

"Yes, yes, one family." Jiang Zhihao's Mandarin is not a particularly standard follow-up.

After a while of greeting, the food and drinks began to serve, and we gradually became familiar with Dou Hu's needle thread.

It has to be said that Dou Hu is a person with a strong communication ability. He can always instantly promote the atmosphere in the room through a few harmless jokes. After drinking a bottle of wine, Qian Long has begun to call his brother to the society named Jiang Zhihao, and Fang Hai, who has always been tense and wants to maintain his pressure, has put down his airs and talks with us from all over the world.

After three rounds of drinking, Dou Hu handed me a look, then cleared his throat and said, "I can't finish the wine and there is no limit to friendship. Today is just the beginning of our acquaintance. The future is still a long time. It's like this. Aren't the two villages of Taoyuan and Fuhua, which are affiliated to Xixiang, going to move recently? One person will definitely not make enough money, and since we are close, why not make a fortune together?"

When we heard his words, all of us became serious.

"I'll make an appointment with you today. My main purpose is to talk about this development. Taoyuan Village and Fuhua Village are in the boundary of Xixiang. With Mr. Fang's escort, I believe that many things will definitely be twice the result with half the effort. Brother Zhihao is a landlord here, so some problems can be easily handled. Our Dou Group and Mr. Xiao Wang's head wolf company are responsible for investment and planning. We can buy the best land in the two villages at the cheapest price. We can develop them ourselves or sell them." Dou Hu touched his nose and smiled: "Everyone is responsible for their own affairs. I wonder what you have?"

Fang Hai unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, revealing his red neck that was drinking, and whispered: "Hehe, Xiao Dou, it's not Uncle Fang that can't trust you. Where did you get the news that Taoyuan Village and Fuhua Village are going to be demolished and renovated? Why haven't I heard a little wind so far?"

"Uncle Fang, why can our Dou family group be prosperous in Jiangsu and Zhejiang? If it is information that everyone knows, why do you think we have the advantage? We have our own information channels, otherwise where do you think the entertainment expenses of hundreds of millions a year will be spent?" Dou Hu lit a cigarette and asked.

After Fang Hai was silent for a moment, he immediately nodded and said with understanding: "Hahaha, I am behind in my mind and shouldn't have asked about the company secrets of the Dou Group."

Jiang Zhihao picked up the wine glass and took a generous sip: "I'm fine. Brother Dou is definitely my mentor on my life. If it weren't for Brother Dou's help, I wouldn't be as good as I am today. I am a rough man, I'm not proficient in business and brain-using professions, but if I'm doing swords and guns, I'll do it in one sentence."

Fang Hai made a pretentious statement and interrupted: "You should pay attention to the method and a harmonious society."

"Since everyone has reached a consensus, then in the past two days, President Xiao Wang and I will discuss and get the company out first. Then we will find a professional lawyer and allocate specific shares." Dou Hu grabbed Adam's apple and said: "Our Dou Group has always been clear about public and private affairs. Friendship is due to friendship, and everyone's share cannot be discounted. You must also know that our Dou Group has encountered great ups and downs recently. My elder brother was imprisoned, so I may not live in Pengcheng for a long time. Xiao Wang is always the investor I brought to. Mr. Fang and Brother Zhihao will have to take care of him in the future."

"Other aspects are small problems. I'm worried about the He family now." Fang Hai cleared his throat and said, "Xiao Dou, if you don't always develop here, you may not know much about the vane of Pengcheng. If there is construction here, the He family will definitely get a share of the pie. I'm afraid at that time..."

Dou Hu responded with a prepared response: "Uncle Fang, I just said that if you can't make enough money by one person, we will earn a chance to make money. After the news spreads, whoever wants to intervene will intervene. Anyway, we have already got what we want, so there will be no conflict at all."

In the absence of Fang Hai and Zhang Zhihao being stunned, I kicked Qian Long's feet from under the table. He immediately raised his glass with a tacit understanding and shouted: "Happy cooperation!"

"Get rich together." I also cooperated with the glasses, and our glasses quickly swayed and touched each other...
Chapter completed!