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4287 See you!

When I saw the foreign wine carried by the foreman, my brows frowned instantly.

It seems that Yang Fushan not only treats me as a "subordinate", but also treats me as a "money tree".

Yang Fushan stood up immediately and said with a puzzled expression: "Hey, I'll go, this is the bottle of Lafite in your exhibit wine cabinet. Xiao Tao, why did you bring him here to me? This thing is always expensive."

The young man smiled and said, "It's not expensive. This bottle is Lafite from 1985. The taste and workmanship are worse. Boss Yang. Don't worry, this wine is given to you and your friends by our store, and it's completely free!"

It seemed that his tone was not what Yang Fushan wanted. My brows stretched a little, and I waved my hand casually, "How much should it cost, there is a wholesale price for purchases, let alone such luxury goods."

Humans are very strange animals. When forced to consume, they often start from the heart. However, if it is emotional consumption, it will become particularly easy to accept. They are also spending money, but the two mentalities are completely different. For this kind of behavior, my ancestors have long summarized: It is not called a business or a business.

"Oh, you are so polite." Yang Fushan turned to me with his eyes full of light and said, "Xiaolang, I will give my brother an extra 500 yuan later. You can come here to treat me in the future."

I smiled slightly and didn't smile. I didn't have people who were so old, and I kept bowing my head to pretend to be a grandson. But I didn't really let players like Yang Fushan drink and drink. Thinking of him, he would soon close his eyes. As for the dead, he still needs respect.

Thinking of this, the evil spirit in my heart also dissipated.

"Mr. Wang, Boss Yang is slow to use it. Call me any time if necessary." After the foreman put the wine on the table, he bowed respectfully and left the private room.

As soon as the foreman went out, Yang Fushan snatched the wine bottle and poured it into his cup. Because the movement was too violent, a lot of wine was poured out. The guy hugged the two girls and bragged: "You little fairies are making money today, don't you see? Lafite in 1985, good things that you can't buy even if you have money. Who... You two will follow me later."

Looking at this guy's vulgar behavior, I couldn't help but shake my head, and murmured in a very small voice: "It's a waste of resources."

Although I never think red wine is linked to gentlemen, I really don’t like his behavior.

But after thinking about it, this guy was just a village head, and he really couldn't do anything wrong with his experience.

"Xiaolang, you can try it too. The wine is really good." Yang Fushan poured me a glass of wine.

I pinched the goblet with a reserved attitude and nodded: "Then I will get old."

Yang Fushan greeted with an exaggerated expression: "I tell you, Uncle Yang will be a good person in this life, and be righteous! In Guangping, and even Chongshi, I have so many friends that I can't remember clearly. I've only got where I went. If I had the opportunity to go public with me, I'll let you see what kind of noodles is. In the future, life will be long, so let's go slowly."

"Come on." I took a sip of the red wine. The taste of the wine was slightly astringent, and it seemed that it was not as strong as the legendary nectar and jade liquid. If I were to be honest, I felt that it was not as good as the roasted knife sold in the winery, so I pushed the wine glass to the side quietly.

After drinking a few sips of red wine like a cow, Yang Fushan became more and more outrageously drunk, tilting his head and browsing, "Xiaolang, there are no outsiders now. You say something to your uncle. What are you going to do when you come to our Yangjiazhai to invest? Don't talk about making money, I'll calculate the accounts for you. From land grabbing to development, you're doing all the losses. You've spent at least 200 million to 300 million inside and out? I hope that you can start a factory in the future and make a profit in a few lifetimes."

"Hahaha, Mr. Duan has always been responsible for the company's operation. He has the final say whether he can make money or not. If he can make money, it is the best thing to make money. If he can't make money, we can only say that we are not lucky." I smiled and changed the topic: "Uncle Yang, I'll ask a private question, are there really no relatives in our village who are closer?"

"Yes, there is an aunt, but she died long ago." Yang Fushan raised his head and thought: "There is also a cousin who grew up in the city. It is said that now he is doing business abroad. If he gets married, there may be only the Yang Laosan family in the west of the village. Yang Laosan is his uncle and brother, but he was very irresistible in his early years. Yang Limin was admitted to university and knelt on his knees to borrow money from him. He ignored him. Later, the two families completely broke off contact. Oh yes... I kicked the little beast Yang Guang in the mourning hall today, and the relationship between their family and Limin cannot keep up with us."

"Oh..." I slowly lit my head.

"This is called fate. If Yang Laosan lent Limin money, even if it was only one dollar, it would not be my turn to sit at the village head." Yang Fushan said proudly: "In the past, Limin returned to the village for the New Year, and never visited Yang Laosan's house. Instead, he kowtowed to my dad every year. Think about what the relationship between our two families is."

"Yes, yes, yes, and it must be that Uncle Yang, you know how to be a person and know how to do things." I flattered me.

"Your uncle, I just don't have much education, otherwise I would have climbed to the county early." Yang Fushan hummed in a swaying voice: "Okay, I'll go to the bathroom. When I come back, let's continue drinking. After drinking, I'll take you to the most awesome bath center in the county. There are only places you can't imagine, and there is no hiccups you can't play..."

As he spoke, he stood up swayingly, and almost fell down without any attention.

The girls next to him hurriedly helped him, and Yang Fushan hugged one of them in a lewd manner: "Let's go, you can accompany you. After drinking later, I'll buy you Hermes..."

Watching Yang Fushan walk out of the private room, I rubbed my cheeks a few times and prepared to get up and call Wang Pan to urge him.

It doesn't matter this stop, I feel like my head is congested.

I don’t know if I was drinking too much or if I was too stuffy in the private room, so I took a few deep breaths and thought about going outside to take a breath before making a call.

“Tu tu tu tu…”

Before I could walk out two steps, the door of the private room was knocked again.

The young man in the foreman broke in, and behind him was a man in a gray suit.

The man was in his pocket with his hands in his pockets, his figure was straight and shaved, his facial features were firm and stylish, and there were a few scars on his side and forehead. A pair of bright eyes stared at me. The most important thing was that I looked very familiar when I looked at him and quickly searched for the information of this person in my mind. A few seconds later, I spoke uncertainly: "Are you Cheng... Brother Cheng?"

The man in front of me is Cheng Zhiyuan. I met him several times a long time ago. I didn’t have a deep impression of him. I only vaguely knew that he was also one of the elder brothers of the King’s Chamber of Commerce. His seniority should be almost the same as my cousin Chen Huajiao. He had definitely occupied an important position in Chongshi at that time.

"Hahaha, we are called Tianya, wherever we meet! It's okay to call me brother from Huajiao, but if you do it from your master, do you have to call me uncle?" He laughed heartily and waved to the girls accompanying the house: "Go out and find your foreman to settle the matter."

After a while, only Cheng Zhiyuan and I were left in the room. I whispered: "Brother Cheng, why are you?"

As I spoke, I realized that the big boss "Mr. Cheng" in Yang Fushankou just now said 80% of him. No wonder the waiter gave us red wine just now, and it was for my face.

"Why are you going back more and more, you guys?" Cheng Zhiyuan patted my shoulder and said, "If you can't talk about it, are you still going to put him together? I saw two young men walking back and forth near the store."

My heart skipped a beat and said with a tense face: "Brother Cheng, do you know Yang Fushan? If you have a good relationship, my plan will be cancelled today."

"I know which onion he is." Cheng Zhiyuan curled his lips contemptuously: "But your plan today must be cancelled. I'm not for him, but for your own good. If you really want to kill such a mess, do you have to worry about it every minute or not?"

"What do you mean?" I became more and more confused.

"I can see clearly from the surveillance that in addition to the two children you were looking for, there are four or five people and two cars wandering around our store." Cheng Zhiyuan lowered his voice and said, "I believe that in Guangping, you must have few friends. Since you are not friends, what will it be? You want to go by yourself. By the way, have you drunk the red wine I sent?"

"Take a small sip." I lit my head and continued curiously: "Brother Cheng, can you tell me what other people look like? I have to tell the people below me quickly and stop saying... Oh, why are my eyes a little confused?"
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