This negotiation is a complete collapse.
Don't say it's him. I'm angry when I'm forced.
"There's a lot of trouble here. No one has good fruit to eat. Don't blame me for not reminding you!"
He has a great momentum, but I also know how to bluff.
Before he could move, I said in a harsh voice.
But the effect is very little.
People like Mr. Ma are all human beings. Where can they be fooled by such a few words?
I didn't expect to fool him. I just found a chance to procrastinate.
At least ask for a chance to survive.
Otherwise, to this extent, I have no doubt about the gold content of what he just said.
At least let me take off a layer of skin. It's definitely not a joke.
He came this time to make trouble.
He didn't get any benefit from the contract. He wanted to destroy the contract and put all the responsibilities on my side. It's really easy to calculate from beginning to end!
"Why don't you stand here and wait for me to make a good play for you?"
Because of the muscle man's inaction, the horse lost interest and patience and roared.
In a moment of despair, I clenched my teeth and clenched the only thing in my hand that could save my life.
In the moment when those men, with gloomy faces, reached out to pull me and push me.
The sound of something heavy crashing to the ground.
It happened to hit Mr. Ma.
It's a wine bottle.
Fall from a height.
The wine bottle was torn apart.
The wine in it spilled out.
Splashed all over the floor.
Mr. Ma was stunned for a moment. He first looked at me angrily, and then looked up.
I can throw wine bottles, but I don't have the ability to throw them from high altitude.
Then there was the sound of the bottle falling to the ground.
More arrogant than just now, with a more obvious attitude.
This time, the wine bottle hit Mr. Ma's feet impartially.
It's just a little short. If the bottle deviates and hits President Ma's head, I'm afraid I have to perform what is called brain flowering on the spot.
The more I arrived at this time, the more I didn't know where the courage and calmness came from. Instead, I looked up with my head.
There is a second floor above, separated by a fence.
When you look up, although you don't see very clearly, you have enough discrimination.
A man propped his elbow on the fence at will, looked down, and weighed a beer bottle in his hand. He looked casual and lazy, as if he had only done an ordinary thing, which was not enough for external humanity.
In the moment of looking up, touching the figure, my heart suddenly contracted.
Qin Langjun!
He's been up there?
I recognize it. Ma Zong is naturally better than my eyesight.
Just now the expression on his face was still rampant and uninhibited, and now he has restrained a bit.
Although there was still anger, at least this anger was suppressed and did not show on the surface as just now.
"Mr. Qin, when did you come? You didn't say a word. You drank on it yourself. It's too unfair."
Ma Zong is worthy of being an old fox. No matter how much he hates, the expression on his face also keeps very good, and he said with his own familiarity.
It seems that there was no unhappiness just now. It's really just a way to greet old friends.
But Qin Langjun above did not respond.
Still lazy, he leaned his body against the railing and looked down lightly.
At a distance, I couldn't see clearly what emotion was in his eyes.
My lips opened slightly for a few minutes, but I didn't say a word. At this time, my throat was slightly like a stem.
I looked up at the top. I didn't feel wronged just now. Now I see familiar figures, but those emotions poured up.
It's late.
The horse didn't get the proper response, and his face wasn't very good-looking, but he pretended to be good
Still greet him with a smile.
"Since we met, let's sit down."
It's noisy here. The horse always has to raise his voice and try to overcome the noise here.
But Qin Langjun above just smoked a cigarette and flicked the ash a few times. The wine bottle in his hand seemed to suddenly get rid of it.
Straight down.
This falling appearance is just an instant thing, and there is no chance to prepare at all.
Even my heart tightened, subconsciously reaching out to grab it.
The bottle fell quickly and steadily at the place where the horse always fell at top speed.
There was no room for reaction at all. The sound of the broken bottle sounded again.
It happened to hit Mr. Ma's feet. It almost hit somewhere else.
I stood near Mr. Ma, my heart tightened, not to mention Mr. Ma, who was hit by wine bottles one after another, and my face was ugly.
It's not just a matter of tension, it's a matter of rubbing your face on the ground.
The impasse did not last long, and people came down.
"Mr. Ma, our president said please go up and have a seat."
The waiter said without delay.
Mr. Ma's face was ugly and was about to attack, but he didn't know what the waiter said. He just swallowed the emotion just now, nodded slightly and followed up.
There were several muscular men who stopped me. I don't know where they came from.
It gives me a chance to follow.
The impression left in my mind about Qin Langjun was still that night when he was full of wine and pinched my chin. Like today, there was a sense of urgency and depression of danger.
But I have no choice.
I haven't seen him all the time. Such an opportunity is not good, but it's better than none. It may become a breakthrough.
I'm not sure. It's just a gamble.
Win or lose is pending.
When Ma always saw me coming up, he gave me a gloomy and angry look.
And I still keep a close distance. When he looks over, I raise a smile at him.
How ugly his face is, how bright my smile is.
Qin Langjun sat on the sofa.
Obviously, the posture of President Ma is the same as that just now. He sits with his slender legs overlapped and his elbows on the sofa, but he has a completely different feeling, an unspeakable fierce momentum and an unspeakable sense of coercion.
"At least we have cooperated for so long. Is Mr. Qin in a bad mood or something? The surprise just now really scared me. It's not authentic."
Mr. Ma took the lead in taking a few steps forward and said with a smile.