Chapter 93 What Do You Mean

  The news reached LaoLiu's ears in almost less than ten minutes. This little clever LaoLiu, after thinking about it for more than a minute, directly found LaoQi.

  The two met in the room rented by LaoQi. During this time, LaoQi gave LaoLiu 30,000 yuan, so there weren't many tickets to play, so I could only sleep at home depressed.

  "You fell asleep so early?" Lao Liu's expression was full of excitement as soon as he entered the room.

  "Fuck, let's talk about something." LaoQi cursed a little irritably.

  "Then... you take some more money." Lao Liu rubbed his palms and smiled.

  "What is it? Take money?" LaoQi raised his eyebrows when he heard it.

  "Pop!" Lao Liu patted the phone directly in front of him.

  "What do you mean?" LaoQi glanced at the slightly bloody photo, and immediately suppressed the evil fire.

  "Don't understand yet?" Lao Liu was quite proud to shake Erlang's leg and clicked on the photo on his mobile phone.

  "Really?" LaoQi looked at the photo again and stood up abruptly. There was an exuberant look in his pupils.

  "Can it still be fake?" Lao Liu smiled: "Xiang Nan was not injured badly, so he suffered two bottles and broke two mouths, but his brother, Hanmo, had his calves directly across... Hehe, LaoQi, they were With more than 20 people present, it’s not bad that my man can do this."

  LaoQi touched his head, wandered around two times, and then reached out the phone: "I'll make a call."

  "Okay, you can hit it." Lao Liu smiled, without stopping, knowing that he was going to check the situation.

  A few minutes later, LaoQi put down the phone and waved his fists in excitement, as if he had seen it, sitting in the manager's office, and those people were flattering.

  LaoQi was excited for a while, and said to Lao Liu: "How much does he want?"

  "Hush money, take another 30,000 yuan." Lao Liu looked at LaoQi with a smile.

  "Thirty thousand?" LaoQi blinked and said, "I can afford the money, but what should I do if the other party calls the police? What should I do if I confess you?"

 LaoQi was depressed and lowered his head and nodded a cigarette. He took a sip and explained: "First, Xiang Nan will definitely not report the crime because he can't afford to lose that person. Second, the person I was looking for is a tendon, even if he is I won’t let go if I catch it."

"you sure?"

  "Hey...he is sick."

  "Mentally ill?" LaoQi suddenly realized, shaking his fist in excitement again, turned around and changed to the bedroom.

  "Why are you going?" Lao Liu stood up in confusion.

  "I'm going to the boss, fuck, isn't this a victory? I have to face the saint myself." LaoQi felt better as soon as the trouble was resolved, patted Lao Liu on the shoulder, and smiled: "I'm the manager, you are Deputy manager."

  "I understand, understand... the money?" Lao Liu didn't cover his eyes with his sugar-coated shells, and couldn't do without the money.

  "Fuck, can I send you, wait for my news."

 LaoQi stretched out his hand and slapped him lightly, opened the door and left.

  Lao Liu stood there and thought for a while, and then sent a text message to Qiyang's number, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't get a response, so he called, but it showed that it could not be connected.

  "Fuck, this guy won't go where to go whoring?" Lao Liu dragged his chin uncomfortably, rolled his eyes a few times, and muttered: "No, I have to find him, in case I retaliate south It’s here, the gain is not worth the loss."

  After finishing speaking, he hurriedly left.

  On the other side, LaoQi went to Ding Shaoxuan, ready to show off his achievements, and by the way, I would like to give you some rewards.

But at this time, Ding Shaoxuan and Jasmine were still in the city center eating Western food, drinking red wine, and chatting on ambiguous little topics. They couldn't answer him at all, and they didn't even answer the phone.

  ...

  Around the early morning, Da Zhuang replies to me, confirming my guess. I talked with him in the ward for half an hour before I hung up.

  "Nan Nan, isn't this set a bit big?" Hanmo listened to all of my plans. He ate the takeaway dumplings and blinked and said, "That's right. If you want to play, we will do it all at once. "

  "Hehe..." I suddenly smiled coldly: "Tomorrow, the show will begin."

The next morning, Hanmo stayed in the hospital. I went to Liu’s Building Materials alone. After meeting Liu Laojiu, we went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to transfer the ownership.

And after the notarization was completed, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and we returned to Liu's Building Materials.

  After sorting out all the bills, he submitted them to me and told me that two of the three projects currently underway are Rongding.

The other project, although not owned by Rongding, was also won by Ding Shaoxuan's relationship.

  I know that as long as Rongding’s money is coming back, the money for this project will naturally be in place, so it’s not an embarrassment.

  After the handover, he took the bank card, thought for a moment, and hesitated: "Have a meal?"

  I was stunned. I didn't expect him to be so kind, but thinking about the Qiyang side, I had to wave my hand and refuse: "Next time."

  He was angry and raised his eyebrows to look at me: "Why, Xiang Nan, the business is done, stop being friends?"

  "...What do you mean?" I was stunned, feeling that there was something in his words.

  He opened his mouth and frowned, as if waiting for my next sentence, I smiled: "Are you a little souvenir? Reluctant?"

  "If you sell it, you can't bear it." He said so, but his eyes flashed over everything in the house one by one, even a printer or a coffee table.

  Here, he walked out of the countryside to the society, and step by step to the microcosm of glory, saying that he did not take a picture, it is fake, everyone has a little emotion buried in his heart.

  "Or, I'll go first. Are you here for a while?" I packed all the bills in my medium-sized purse and stood up.

  He said: "Just have a meal, what else can I do, can I eat you?"

  "Hey... I'm really afraid of your revenge on me." I grinned and told the truth, feeling a little repulsive from going to dinner with him.

  "Oh, let's go, let me fuck you, where can I get that one million?" He pulled me out of the company without any explanation, and pulled directly into his car.

  Sitting in the co-pilot, I looked at Liu Laojiu's profile, and suddenly realized that the middle-aged man in his thirties and retreat from the rapids in front of me was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

  At least, his IQ definitely crushes this type of player.

  I randomly found a restaurant nearby and asked for a private room, and we sat down.

  He stretched out his hand and poured me a cup of tea, looking at me with a complicated expression: "Eat a meal, talk to you about your experience."

  "I don't want to listen to your thoughts." I scratched my nose, picked up the small tea cup, and dried it.

  He was taken aback for a moment, curled his eyebrows and asked, "You don't want to hear about Ding Shaoxuan?"

  I simply shook my head: "I don't want to listen."

  "Didn't you two have a grudge?" He raised his voice, puzzled.

  "Who told you that we have a grudge?" I laughed, and then reached out and tapped his chest lightly, and said: "Old Nine, I know your thoughts, don't you just want to stab him before you leave? "

Hearing this, he couldn't help but quickly shake his eyebrows a few times.

  I continued: "You are in your 30s, and you still can’t see this society clearly? The company sells it and sells it, waiting for another million. As for your ridiculous thoughts, I really don’t want to hear it. ."

  What I mean is very simple. Before you want to leave, you have a small conspiracy to use me as a gun to vent your depression. I'm sorry, I only do business and don't pull other eggs.

  The two of us didn't have much love, and I felt embarrassed to say more.

  I got up and made a gesture to leave. He grabbed my arm, looked up at me, his eyes were red: "No wonder you can get up, this mind really thinks a lot." Then he forced me to sit down.

  After a while, seven or eight dishes came up one after another, and we both started to eat, but did not drink.

  "The company is sold, what are you going to do?" I asked in a mild manner while eating the side dishes.