A thin man's words angered everyone again.

"If Wu Zesheng forgets us, I will cut off his two eggs and marinate them!" said black face angrily.

"Brother Fu, I'll eat one!" said the leech.

"I'll eat another one!" said Chongzi.

"Then what is the other one to eat with Brother Fu?" Skinny smiled, "Brothers, I'll forget it. Brother Sheng hasn't come to see us for forty-eight hours."

"It's almost a week since our lives are worse than death," said the leech.

"It's strange, it makes us live and die forever. I have been worried that it will become more and more serious." Chongzi expressed his doubts.

"Fuck," the thin man cursed, "You are quite enjoying it."

"Brother Quan," Chongzi explained to the thin man, "How can I enjoy it? I have concerns in my heart. Every day, it's like a boneless thing. You don't worry, I'm really worried!"

"Who will not worry? This is what we need to consider the most," said black face in a deep voice. "I won't hide it from everyone. Now, money is a little bit secondary. It doesn't matter whether Wu Zesheng can fulfill our conditions. What's important is that we must get better!"

"I think so too, Brother Fu!" said the leech.

"Leeds, who the hell doesn't think so," said Chongzi. "In this state, if a woman sits on her, you can't play games with her, and you can't be considered a man. Not only do she suffer but also feel bad."

"I don't think so," said the thin man. "Damn, we not only have to ask Brother Sheng to find a way to cure us, but also have to force him to fulfill the conditions. Brother Fu, two brothers, Brother Sheng promised us not a few thousand, but a few!"

"You can't get well, and dozens of them are useless." Brother Fu cursed, "I asked Brother Sheng to find a way to treat us. Is there any other way to do this? I used acupuncture, massage, cupping, and all kinds of folk remedies. All kinds of examinations have been done. What should we do and what should we do? It's more uncomfortable than taking it without tablets."

"Two words, despair." said the lee.

"I don't know when the person invited by Brother Sheng will take action," said the thin man Wu Mingquan. "I will be relieved after I have cleaned up the person named Cao."

"Wrong, Mingquan." said black-faced.

"Wrong? Why are you wrong? Brother Fu? Haven't we been looking forward to dealing with the Cao surnamed? We are all thanks to him for our appearance."

"I suddenly thought of it just now. Will someone named Cao have a way to cure us? Think about it, if he is the one who is accused of the scheming, then he should be able to cure it. What is the saying? What is the ringtone that is solved and what ringtone is connected to."

"Brother Fu, you are the one who tied the bell and still needs to untie it." Chongzi rushed to say.

"Go, you are an uneducated person. You must tie the bell if you untie the bell." said the leech.

"By the way, by the way, the person who tied the bell must be untied. That's it." Chongzi was not angry at all.

"Oh?" Several people in the guest room looked at each other and then. The black-faced Zheng Xiaofu's speculation brought hope to everyone.

"Brother Fu, I agree with your analysis. This guy must have a way to cure it." said the lee.

"I agree too. Otherwise, the doctor wouldn't say we have nothing wrong with it." Chongzi said.

"If this is the case, can we still deal with him?" asked the thin man. "If he really knows how to cure him and get rid of him, we will never be sad for the rest of our lives."

"So," concluded Blackface, "you can't lose him. Give him a lesson, and then force him to treat us."

"But in this way, Brother Sheng is willing? Brother Sheng seems to have paid ten deposits. He wants to kill him."

"So we have to negotiate terms with Brother Sheng, and when he comes to see us again. Oh no, call him to come and talk now."

...

Yangjiang Hotel is built on Binhe East Road, a six-story building, in the same direction as Pan Mingli's Guangming Hotel.

Yangjiang Hotel is mainly engaged in accommodation, and catering is only a small part of it. Its biggest advantage lies in its approach to Yangjiang River in the west.

With the Yangjiang River, both rooms and dining rooms on the second floor are very popular.

Hong Meigui ordered a private room. The private room is called Linjiang and Wangyue. It is exaggerated to call the river a river, but Wangyue is worthy of it. A large window opened the curtains and saw the scenery on the river. It is really a pleasant thing to sit in and drink and chat.

When Cao Zhengxuan opened the door of the private room, he felt the river breeze rushing, which was cooler and much more comfortable than the air conditioner.

The private room is relatively large, including Cao Zhengxuan, but there are only three people. A woman in her thirties sat with Hong Meigui.

This woman is also very beautiful, the most eye-catching thing is her face like a Russian girl.

Seeing Cao Zhengxuan walk in, the two women stand up at the same time. Hong Meigui is still wearing the same dark blue suspender skirt, while this woman is wearing a formal outfit, a white T-shirt, and a black hip-covered skirt. Her figure is not much inferior to Hong Meigui.

Cao Zhengxuan secretly lamented that he was beautiful and popular.

"This is our young Mr. Cao," Hong Meigui introduced, "How is it, it's more handsome than you think? Mr. Cao, this is my best friend Yan Ziyan."

"Zi Yan, does it mean to be colorful and beautiful?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.

"Yes. Mr. Cao is not only young but also very literary. Meigui, I'm afraid I can't control it tonight." Yan Ziyan joked.

"Zi Yan, you are drunk without even drinking. You can't get our Mr. Cao drunk tonight. Mr. Cao still has the task of reviewing the account." Hong Meigui said.

"Have Director Wang told you about the account?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.

"Well. I'll bring all the supermarket accounts here. I'll take you in the car later."

Only then did Cao Zhengxuan notice that there was a stack of account books on a corner of the box and a chair.

"I think it's better to carry it to the car now. I'm afraid I'll forget about it if I drink too much later."

"Mr. Cao saw that he had a good alcohol tolerance. However, it would be fine to carry it to the car first." Hong Meigui walked on dark blue high heels and twisted her butt to hug the account book.

Of course, Cao Zhengxuan would not let Hong Meigui take action, so he stepped forward and held the account book in his hand...

Cao Zhengxuan put the account book in the car and turned around and found that the waiter had served the food.

"Mr. Cao, the private room is relatively large, so we can't turn the turntable. Let's sit together." Hong Meigui patted a chair on her right, "Why don't Mr. Cao sit here? Or sit between us?"

"It's not like sitting between you two, hugging each other, this is a man's biggest dream, but forget it, I'll sit on your right hand."

Cao Zhengxuan sat down on Hong Meigui's right hand and immediately smelled the perfume coming from Hong Meigui's body - it might also be the unique smell of women's physique.

...

Wenxin Hotel.

Wu Zesheng patiently listened to the requests of the black-faced people.

"Brother Fu, Mingquan, yes, absolutely. I just need to convince that kid completely. Don't worry."

"Then when the hell will he do it?" said black face.

"Yes, we have been alive for a week without death, Brother Sheng." Chongzi said.

"I know, it's only these two days. Brother Fu, you guys will last for another two days, two days!"

After leaving Wenxin Hotel, Wu Zesheng immediately called, "...Yes, as long as you can make money to death, money is not a problem."
Chapter completed!