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Zhang Haitao picked up my phone and asked a question that made me extremely shocked: Xiaofan, can I go over to your dream life and be a waitress for a few days?

Was I shocked? What was he trying to do? If a good boss doesn't cook, why would he come over to be a waiter? Was his head flooded or was he kicked by a donkey?

Zhang Haitao laughed dryly and explained to me: He saw in the newspaper that the Hanhai Group was hosting a political and commercial exchange meeting, and was just borrowing my place, I might not have the rights to let him in for the meeting, but he can conceal his identity and become a waiter. As long as he can come in, he would have the chance to get to know the people inside, so he would rather come in and be a waiter for a few days, in order to meet these 'legendary' people and enrich his social circle.

This is the difference between Zhang Haitao and Director He. I was touched at that moment, a true friend is not giving you trouble, but when I need your help, I will also help you consider whether or not it is convenient for you. When the time comes, I'll just let him in privately. There are a lot of people participating in the political and commercial exchange, so not everyone would know each other. I arranged for him to be in the back row.

Zhang Haitao thanked me a lot, and in the end, decided to just be a waiter. Destroying the exchange hosted by the Hanhai Group isn't a good idea, after all he's not that famous … This is even worse for me.

How annoying, I told him. I will prepare an invitation card for you, a genuine invitation card, and ask you to come to the tournament. You don't have to worry about all this mess.

Walking from the office to the lobby, he found that a lot of people were noisy around the bar, and the receptionist was extremely busy. She kept explaining to these people that we haven't officially opened our business, so we don't open our cards yet.

I walked over to the bar and asked, "What's going on?"

"Lingtong …" A girl's eyes lit up when he saw me at the bar. "These people are here to ask about the political and commercial exchange. I told them that the exchange requires an invitation before they can come …"

"I know." I walked into the bar and said to these people, "Everyone, please calm down. I am the general manager of Dreamscape Hot Springs." General Manager! As for the political and commercial resources exchange, we are indeed holding it here, but we are not the host. The host is Han Hai Group, so we need to have an invitation card to participate in the political and commercial resources exchange. We also don't have the right to issue an invitation card out.

"Didn't I hear that Dreamscape has a membership system? Why can't we register for a membership card? We can afford it. "

"Sorry, we are not open for business yet. All of them are limited edition, gold membership cards are worth 500,000, there are only 100 of them, and currently these 100 have already been given out for 50, those nominated in today's morning paper have all received our gold membership cards, the remaining 50 will be given to the guests after the end of the exchange … "

"Me too... "We want to …" Another shout from outside the bar.

Please listen to me finish my piece, our membership system is very strict, our membership cards are currently divided into three levels, we only have 100 gold membership cards, and it will never change, only with gold membership cards can you be promoted to a platinum membership card, and with gold membership cards, you can give your gold membership card to your friends, which is also a recommendation quota, after you have gold membership cards you can choose to upgrade to a platinum membership card, and after that you can continue to give your gold membership card to others, this membership system is very strict, the dream of yours is to create high-class social venues, if you are spending money you can then those that have no value, please see all.

"Is there no other way?"

All I had to do was raise the price of the Dreamland brand. I remembered a story that happened in a Private Clubhouse in Beijing, where a coal miner went to get a card with several sacks of money, but was told that you were not a celebrity and did not have the qualifications to get a card, so I firmly rejected it.

The more mysterious the circle was, the more attractive it would be. I used to imagine that every member could recommend a friend to join every month so that people could keep coming to the card. But today, I changed my mind. My method is even better, as long as someone wants to join the Dreamscape, they will not hesitate to pay any high price to buy the card. On the surface, I even maintain the Dreamscape's high reputation.

I find I have too much ability to cheat, a little narcissism.

In order to increase the value of Dreamscape even more quickly, I asked Su Xiaomo to help me that day and spent a huge sum of money to bribe the editor of the evening newspaper to write a soft advertisement for it. The title was: Dream Fate. A single card worth a thousand gold was hard to find. This article introduces our business card handling method and service level from the side. The fame of Dreamscape spread throughout Kunming overnight.

That night, the luxury cars that had come to visit outside the door of Dreamland had become a disaster.

hadrons was worried that he and his eight comrades were not enough to help him, so he brought another group of people to wander around the area where Dreamscape was located.

In the lounge, I sat on a sofa and smoked. Sister Yue, Brother Hui, 66, and hadrons were all here chatting. I looked up at the ceiling, sitting across from him, and he saw that I was in a bad mood, so he asked, "What are you thinking about? Your underwear was stolen? "

"Your fucking underwear was stolen."

"Then why are you looking like that? It's like they're dead relatives. "

"Shut your crow's beak." Sister Yue glared at him. "Can't you just say something nice?"

"Zhang Yushi really wants to..." I let out a long sigh and told them, "You guys will definitely be very shocked. Zhang Yushi has a genetic disease related to her bloodline …" I told them about the things that made me unhappy, and when I did, I felt a lot better.

After Sister Yue heard that, her expression became heavy. She looked at me and asked, "Is there really no way to treat it?" Is the blood really that hard to find? "

"If it's easy to find, I wouldn't have to treat it as a terminal illness. I'm really worried for Zhang Yushi …"

"Stupid!" 66 loudly said, "If you can't find the same blood, then use your own …"

"It's already f * cking mutated, what is there to use? Does it still need to be swapped for blood? "

"Are you an idiot?" 66 loudly asked, "Is the blood mutated now?" No? Isn't the inspection in Hangzhou all right? "Take advantage of the fact that you haven't mutated yet and draw out your own blood to keep it safe. If it really does mutate one day, use the blood that isn't broken to replenish it."

I suddenly raised my head to look at 66. Sister Yue also opened her eyes wide, the and Brother Hui's expressions froze. Why didn't they think of such a simple method? All we thought of was to find the same blood to save Zhang Yushi, so why didn't we think of it as Zhang Yushi being able to save herself right now?

I threw myself on the floor and hugged her. "You're so damn wise," I said. It's such a simple method, why doesn't anyone else know about it? "

Sister Yue said in a low voice, "Things that ten smart people can't come up with can only be solved by a fool."

"That is …" "Your father is smart …" Seemingly boasting to the point, 66 noticed that something was wrong and loudly shouted, "You're the fool, your elder's IQ is 170."

"Continue bragging, I won't disturb you, I'm going back to find Zhang Yushi now …" I don't care if they are looking for me for a gathering, Zhang Yushi! Zhang Yushi! My Zhang Yushi is saved.

The excitement in my heart couldn't be described. Driving the car while rampaging along the way, with all kinds of sudden stops … When I returned home, Zhang Yushi was already asleep. I didn't care about being gentle anymore, I didn't need to go through the procedures of knocking as I rushed into Zhang Yushi's room. When I saw that she was awake, I turned on the bedside lamp.

I threw myself onto the bed and lay down on Zhang Yushi's body through the blanket, my face full of excitement.

Seeing me like that, Zhang Yushi smiled and asked: "Xiaofan, what happened? Why are you so happy? "

I kissed Zhang Yushi's lips, stuck my tongue into her mouth, looking for her soft and smooth tongue, feeling her moist lips. The kiss lasted for dozens of seconds, and only stopped when I was close to losing my breath.

Zhang Yushi looked at me with a reddened face and asked again, "Xiaofan, what's wrong? "You're so happy!"

"Tell me, what can make me so happy?"

Zhang Yushi thought for a while, shook her head and said, "I don't know, and I don't want to guess either. Just a moment ago, I was woken up by you, and I was even suffocated by your kiss. Hurry up and tell me what's going on. "

"Girl, your illness has been cured but your blood has not mutated yet. We can extract and preserve your blood, and when there comes a day when your blood has mutated, we can exchange it for yours. Why didn't we think of that before? Why hadn't anyone thought of such a simple method? Girl, are you happy? "

A trace of a smile emerged on Zhang Yushi's face, that kind of sweet smile was something that I hadn't seen for a long time. She reached out to touch my cheeks and softly said: "Xiaofan, seeing you being worried for me makes me feel sorry for you. Seeing you being happy for me makes me especially happy too.

"Silly girl, I'm still waiting to marry you. I'll let you give me a baby …" Then we'll watch the baby grow up and you can teach him to sing and play and we'll send him to kindergarten together when he grows up... "

Zhang Yushi reached out her hand to cover my mouth as tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. "Xiaofan, don't say anymore. I can only imagine those beautiful days, because the method you just described is useless …"

I was shocked and my mind went blank! Why is my method useless? Could it be that her blood had already … Mutated?