Chapter 205

A loss is a blessing.

Gao Leng takes out a small machine from behind the computer desk. It's actually a recording pen and the machine is on. When he presses the hands-free phone, the voice is clear and close to each other. The sound quality is really unspeakable.

In this way, the whole process was recorded by Gao Leng, and Mr. Lin's inaction was conclusive.

"In fact, sometimes it's a blessing to suffer losses, and it's also a sharp weapon to kill people." Gao Leng gently released her little hand, picked up the recorder and said.

"How are you?" Murong Yuyan never expected that Gao Leng would open a recorder under his eyes, which made her a little surprised.

"Abdominal blackness is a philosophy of existence." Gao sneered and pointed to the recorder. His voice was very ambiguous: "we recorded the bet just now. If you lose, you're willing to accept defeat. Come on, call brother Gao Leng. Be sweet."

Murong Yuyan was stunned and looked at his recorder. His face was red. His mouth moved but didn't make a sound. Brother Gao Leng? It's a little too intimate

Gao Leng looked down at her and pointed to the recorder: "well, I'll play it to you. If you don't call me, I won't delete it. However, if you call me, I'll delete this recording. If you don't call me, I won't bother. Anyway, it's for your father and friends. It should be ok..."

"Brother Gao Leng..." Before Gao Leng's words were finished, Murong YuYan's timid and shy voice came. Gao Leng stared at her and saw that she was biting her lips tightly and shouting eagerly. Her voice was as small as a mosquito.

"What? I didn't hear you. Speak up Gao Leng pretends not to hear clearly, and comes to YuYan's side with a warm fragrance of women.

"Brother Gao Leng." Yu Yan bit her lip, and her voice became louder.

"Well Good sister Gao Leng nodded contentedly and touched her head with his hand. This cry made his bones crisp.

"Well Deal with my audio technology, let my father hear There will be a misunderstanding. " Murong Yuyan see Gao Leng very satisfied, quickly said, Gao Leng looked at her one eye, this girl looked at Qingleng, quite clever.

Unfortunately I don't know much about the world.

Gao Leng hands the recorder to her. Yu Yan takes it and listens to it. She is stunned: "there's no recording of our conversation here. It's recorded after the call. What's the matter..." After a pause, she stamped her foot angrily: "Gao Leng, you lied to me! Also let me call brother Gao Leng, you take advantage of me! Black belly

"Little sister, I said that abdominal blackness is a kind of survival philosophy. Obviously, you are not good enough." Gao Leng couldn't help laughing.

In the evening, after sending Murong Yuyan home, Gao Leng returns home. It's more than 11 p.m., and the little witch has been sleeping soundly. He sits at the computer desk, inserts the U-disk into it, and then points out the plan he just wrote. He changes it carefully.

Murong Yunhai's introduction, of course, can add a lot of points to Gao Leng, but in the end, it depends on Gao Leng's own ability, otherwise it will only bring President Lin down.

Gao Leng wants not only President Lin to step down, but also a place in xingshengneng. Although his contacts are not enough to hold the position of president, his purpose is not just to hold the position of manager of Li Yifan.

He had to come up with a new way.

Then, the plan is a stepping stone.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Gao Leng was still sleeping in the room. Last night, he changed the plan to two o'clock in the morning. At five o'clock in the morning, he vaguely pressed the little witch to ask for something, but he didn't expect the little witch to ask for anything. After a while, he didn't go to bed until seven o'clock, and he slept all the way to ten o'clock.

Ding Dong, Murong Yunhai's message: at 11:30 noon, cigar shop, 221 Haitang Road, Mr. LV Yajun, the shareholder of Xingsheng magazine, you can enter by reporting Mr. Lv's name.

Gao Leng, the cigar shop and President Lu, thought for a moment. He hoped that the cigar shop would be a treasure, but LV was always happy. He rubbed his face with his hand to wake up. He looked at the little witch who was fed. She was covered with a little quilt and had a satisfied smile on her face.

Moistened by high cold, the ground is ruddy.

Gao Leng can't help but reach out and touch, get up to wash, tidy up and leave.

The appointed time is 11:30. Gao Leng arrives at the cigar shop at 11:00. He doesn't smoke and it's the first time he arrives at the cigar shop.

Ordinary people don't go to cigar shops. Going there to smoke cigars and drink red wine was originally a leisure, but with the rise of such high-end restaurants, it has become a fashion and a symbol of taste.

The cigar house is located in the deep of Beijing alley. It is very quiet. It seems to be an ordinary courtyard from the outside. The difference is that the standing symbol at the door is only the one that can't get in and out, which shows the extraordinary interior of the courtyard. The two statues are carved with jade. Just these two statues, none of them can't get down.

If it's really expensive and low-key and elegant.

Different from other places of entertainment that open the door to welcome customers, the heavy mahogany door of the cigar house in the Qing Dynasty is tightly closed. It's quiet. Gao Leng looks at the door. Next to the door, there is a doorbell in an inconspicuous place. After pressing it, a gentle girl comes: Hello, do you have a reservation?"Mr. LV Yajun's elegant room." Gao Leng replied quickly.

After a few seconds, I heard the door click and open. A waiter in a Chinese robe was smiling and went in to meet Gao Leng.

As soon as he entered the yard, Gao Leng couldn't help sighing.

The buildings in the courtyard are elegant. What directly comes into view is a rippling lake with a nine curved arch bridge leading to the cigar house.

"The water from Houhai is living water." The waiter just introduced it.

In Kyoto, where every inch of land is worth every inch of money, there is a lake in the courtyard. The price is very low. The cigar house smokes not cigars, but identities.

Walking over the arch bridge, Gao Leng looks into the lake and sees waves in the water. Now it's early summer, but the lotus in the pool is blooming. You can see some people sitting on the boat below, smoking cigars and tasting red wine. It's quiet and there's no voice around.

In such a quiet and comfortable place as Kyoto, it's no wonder that although the membership fee is so expensive that it needs more than 10 million yuan a year, it also needs human feelings to enter the park.

What can be consumed here is really expensive if you are not rich.

"Mr. Lu's room is by the lake. Do you need clothes? It's going to be cool by the lake. " The waiter asked kindly.

Gao Leng shook his head.

"Please go along this road to the left until you come to Xuanyuan room. This is a Class-A elegant room. Except for the waiter arranged by Mr. Lu, other people can't enter. If there are other people serving in it, I'll step back first."

With that, after Gao Leng nodded his head and agreed, the waiter bowed his head and stepped back to leave.

Don't say, this feeling of being at home really feels like being an emperor.

Gao Leng walks quickly to Xuanyuan room. When he gets to the door, he finds that it's an open courtyard. On the huge lawn, there are some sofas as as big as a bed, and beside it is the rippling water of the lake. When he looks into the distance, he can't see it from the opposite side.

It's a wonderful place for leisure, hidden, comfortable and outdoor.

Gao Leng quickly walked over and sat down on the sofa. A girl came over with a small box in her hand. As soon as she opened it, the box was divided into four layers, full of different cigars.

"Sir, this is a fine cigar from 58 countries. What kind of cigar do you usually smoke?" The girl asked softly, with a faint fragrance on her body, accompanied by the fragrance of lotus.

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