In the evening, s city.
Most of the eight people present at a restaurant were lobbyists who supported the show. Liao Jiangcheng accompanied Mr. Peng to drink and talk freely. More than half of the wine in the restaurant was like boiled water.
But even so, Liao Jiangcheng still has no bottom in his heart. Just after he came back from abroad, he learned that there was a mistake in a case of the company, so he moved to find contacts, and the meal was also to resolve the matter.
He and Mr. Peng exchanged glasses and talked about the case. Mr. Peng just laughed and played table tennis with him. He didn't say he could or couldn't do it. What he talked about was the scene. Slowly, Liao Jiangcheng's face was a little unhappy.
Old Peng smiled, "young man, you are very angry, but you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. However, if you really want to talk, you might as well... I recommend you. How about talking with him?"
Liao Jiangcheng was stunned, "who?"
"Me."
With a low and cold sound landing, the sliding door inside the luxury box was pushed open with a crash. A clear and meaningful man leaned gracefully in the single sofa, overlapping one leg land, and his crisp body was faintly cold, which made the surrounding air faint and thin.
It was also at this moment that several people present got up and walked towards the man.
Nod respectfully and follow.
Including old Peng, they all got up with wine and greeted with a smile.
Liao Jiangcheng was stunned for more than ten seconds. He wondered and wondered, how did Zuo Zhan come here? Also, all this... Did you make a game for him?!
Zuo Zhan came to s city on his way home. In order to achieve tonight's business, he borrowed the face of old Zuo. He was polite to old Peng, and old Peng took others first.
In a moment, only the two of them were left in the box.
Liao Jiangcheng had a cold and fever today and drank a lot of wine. Don't mention his discomfort. He forced himself to cheer up and looked coldly at Zuo Zhan in the distance, "what's the meaning of this?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand, pulled off his tie and threw it aside. The loosened shirt collar and exposed collarbone reflected the light, the tattoo on the back neck loomed, and the resolute and heroic outline was also a sexy mess.
Zuo Zhan stared at him coldly, "I can help you solve the cases involved in your company."
If Zuo Zhan comes forward, it's a matter of one sentence. After all, with master Zuo as the backer, anyone will give three thin noodles. Liao Jiangcheng couldn't help laughing at the thought of this.
In fact, it's ironic that he had to work hard to make a turnaround. Where Zuo Zhan came, he could solve it without effort. It has nothing to do with his personal ability. Just because of his different background, everyone mentioned Zuo Zhan. The glory of heaven is close to him. Stay away and mention Liao Jiangcheng? Insidious and cunning are daunting at the sight.
The gap between the former and the latter can not be summed up in one or two sentences.
Liao Jiangcheng had no time to think about this. He just picked his eyebrows and poured himself a cup of hot tea, trying to kill the spirit of wine, and said, "would you be so kind? Frankly, what are the conditions?"
Zuo Zhan hooked his lower lip. He likes to deal with Liao Jiangcheng very much. He is not only a strong enemy who meets his match, but also mainly understanding people. Don't talk nonsense, "you have Xu's ten shares in your hand. Come back."
"Oh, that's it."
Liao Jiangcheng slowly tasted his tea and said, "has Xu changed his master?"
These words have no gold content. Zuo Zhan doesn't want to answer.
"I can't talk to you about the shares. Let me make a wish." Liao Jiangcheng held back his drunkenness and was ready to get up and go first.
Zuo Zhan's slender finger knocked on the desktop, on which stood a sorted document.
The crisp voice attracted Liao Jiangcheng's attention. He moved his eyes and glanced at the two lines of big words on the paper. His face changed slightly.
It was the renewal of his contract for overseas import and export trade with the Huo family. It came to an end two months ago. Because of his "feigning death", Su Yimo had no intention to take care of the Liao family until now. Liao Jiangcheng had planned to fly alone to Germany in a few days to discuss the matter with Huo.
Zuo Zhan looked at him and said, "renew your company's case and trade contract in exchange for Xu's shares."
His mellow tone was gentle, and his hidden momentum was powerful and loud.
Liao Jiangcheng sat down again, held his chin and thought about it carefully. Zuo Zhan made it clear that the dinner tonight was an appetizer. If he refused, then
It must be bad for him.
Liao Jiangcheng was not afraid of anything, but he was used to judging the situation, avoiding disadvantages and planning for himself. He thought for a moment, "yes, no problem."
"Then cash it." Zuo Zhan stresses efficiency and doesn't want to waste time on unnecessary things.
Liao Jiangcheng disdainfully left his mouth, leaned against the back of the chair, stretched his arms, took his mobile phone and called the guard handle. While waiting, he went to the bathroom to wash his face, and song Xintian knocked on the door.
As soon as she stepped into the box and saw Zuo Zhan, she was stunned and politely called Zuo Zong.
Zuo Zhan made a soft 'um' sound and his eyes wandered around her.
Song Xintian poured water and tried the temperature. After determining the appropriate temperature, she brought it to Liao Jiangcheng. She prepared several kinds of Jiejiu soup, which are all kinds and considerate.
Liao Jiangcheng did not move, but raised his chin in the direction of the door, "go out."
"Er Shao, how many drinks do you have, or your body can't stand it..."
As soon as song Xintian left, Liao Jiangcheng brushed away several drinks on the table with his big hand, and looked at Zuo Zhan with cold eyes, "you're right? I want to send them to you?"
Zuo Zhan's face was frosty.
He just looked at Song Xintian and always felt that the first impression of this woman was a little... Not much like, but a little like.
But after a little pondering, Liao Er left a divine shadow around him. What's the purpose?
After waiting for a long time, the guard handle prepared the documents and sent them in.
After Liao Jiangcheng signed it, Zuo Zhan confirmed that it was correct. While putting it away, he also threw the two documents at hand to Liao Jiangcheng.
Looking at his back striding outward, Liao Jiangcheng slowly turned over the documents with a light voice, "it won't be long before you'll come and beg me."
Zuo Zhan stepped slightly, as if he had heard a joke and sneered, "imagination is very rich."
"Try it if you don't believe it. Anyway... It's going to be a long time." Liao Jiangcheng had a sly sneer and deep eyes.
Zuo Zhan didn't speak any more and walked out of the box.
As soon as he left with his front foot, the guard came in.
"Er Shao, did you really return Xu's shares? You didn't intend to use this before and talk to Director Xu again..." Wei handle didn't say anything, but felt that the boss's mind was hard to guess.
Liao Jiangcheng leaned back against the back of his chair and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. "I suddenly want to change my way of playing. It's good to wait for him to come and beg me."
"This..." Wei handle scratched his head in a daze. "Are you going to give up Xu Dong? Yes, she's married after all. Even if she gets divorced one day, she'll get married twice... No, no, no, no, she's married three times, and she doesn't deserve you. I think the Miss Xia family is good and interesting to you..."
Liao Jiangcheng's sinister eyes were frightening, and the guard handle was silent.
"The mouth is a good thing. I don't want to squeak. I don't mind putting a mute around me."
The guard handle quickly lowered his head, "my mouth is open, I'm wrong!"
"No more!"
Wei handle kept nodding his head. Why didn't he know before? Is er Shao so taboo for others to talk about making a wish? Well, he has long been used to the uncertainty of his boss.
Liao Jiangcheng's gloomy eyes shine brightly. Zuo dares to take advantage of the fire and green him. If he doesn't revenge, he really belongs to the bastard!
But we can't be too hasty. We can catch a big fish only by taking a long line slowly
Liao Jiangcheng stood up holding the table and said, "Meimei has just come back. Arrange someone to take care of her."
"Yes, I understand."