Hou Liang said angrily, "can't you use some normal business methods to deal with me? You can only deal with people. I think you can get all this today, but others pity you."
"Hehe, it's a little interesting. Now that I'm angry, I believe it will be more fun next. I hope you won't disappoint me."
What Hou Liang didn't think about was that he hung up the phone. After leaving the hospital, he was a little tired. When he returned home, he fell asleep. She didn't open her eyes until she was awakened by the phone ring the next morning.
Glancing at the person who called him, it turned out to be Zhen Mei. Hou Liang connected the phone for some unknown reason, and what came from the phone was Zhen Mei's anxious voice.
"Hou Liang, something happened to us again. Our shooting base was suddenly blocked by the government, and we were not allowed to continue shooting. The shooting plan here may be ruined."
The company doesn't care about this kind of thing at all. After all, it's better for such a thing to happen than for its own personnel to be injured.
Then he comforted and said, "it doesn't matter. Don't go back first. Just stay there. It's just a trip. I hope you'll come back when you come back, OK?"
Zhen Mei said reluctantly, "although we said it would hold you back, I wouldn't, so maybe it would be helpful for you if I went back."
Hou Liang severely rejected the idea. His words were full of an irresistible tone and said, "your return is just adding trouble. Do you really want me to be distracted and fail because of you?"
Zhen Mei has never seen Hou Liang's tone of voice to this extent. Although she wanted to cry very much, she didn't cry. She just hung up the phone silently.
Knowing what he said is indeed a little serious, but Hou Liang knows that if he is not as good as this now, he is still the same as before. I'm afraid he may not be able to guard anything anymore. When he changes a suit and is ready to go to the company to deal with things.
Accidentally, I found a picture in my wardrobe. The picture above is an address. The location of this address is actually in the magic capital.
A line of small characters written on the back of the photo made Hou Liang decide that he must go to magic city this time and find this song Ming. Everything happened because of this guy.
Hou Liang, who decided to embark on this journey, saw Yundan in the distance when he first arrived at the airport. Next time Hou Liang wanted to hide, but unfortunately, Yun Dan also found it. The two of him seemed to have telepathic eyes.
Does Hou Liang know that he even ran away? This will only make the little girl more sad. I had to stand here honestly and wait for the little girl to run over.
Yun Dan, dressed in a light white dress, actually added some light makeup on her face today, and she looked much more pure and lovely. It's a little more than communication, like a fairy's temperament.
He hugged Hou Liang's arm and rubbed it. "It's impossible to get rid of me. You'd better stay with me honestly. What are you doing at the airport?"
Hou Liang can only honestly account for all his discoveries and make up for a plane ticket before he officially sets out for magic city. For the powerful officials and aristocrats in this oil-rich city, the monsters don't know how many.
The plane just landed in the most prosperous metropolis. Hou Liang's arrival here is already in Song Ming's ears, but Song Ming obviously knows it like the back of his hand. If he is a person who dare not even come over, he is not qualified to be his plaything.
The man in black beside Song Ming said without any fluctuation, "is it what you told me to do next?"
"Yes, you can play with him first. I don't have time to play with her now. So now I still hope you can help me entertain my guest."
After nodding, the man in black left the room directly, and Song Ming in the presidential suite just stared at his computer tightly, without leaving at all, for fear of missing anything.
After Yundan got off the plane, he wrote that he was a little hungry. He took Hou Liang to a restaurant for dinner. I have to say that the standard of cooking on the motorcycle is much better than that on my own. A simple restaurant can cook good food.
It seems that if you want to spend your life in the magic city, you can't really do it without two brushes. If you just want to be at the bottom, I'm afraid you really have no way to be trampled on for a lifetime.
Yunduo was eating to the fullest. He was a strong man on the table next door, but he began to make trouble.
"What's the matter with the boss? There are nails in the dish you cooked for me. Tell me how to solve this matter? What if you find me?"
At first glance, the boss is also an honest man. He is thin and small, and he coughs there from time to time. At first glance, he knows that he is very ill.
The look on his face is also full of timidity. If such a person is not bullied, it is really a ghost. The boss timidly walked to the side of the strong man.
"This guest, it is absolutely impossible for our family to have such a problem when cooking, so if you are really dissatisfied, this dish can be served again."
Hearing this, the strong man was immediately dissatisfied. He was severely patted on the table and said, "I'm full. Of course, if I eat faster, I'll eat this nail. Tell me, how much medical expenses will you pay?"
The boss still said forcefully and boldly, "anyway, I will never avoid this order. You have not done it once or twice. If you do this again, I will call the police."
Hearing this, the strong man immediately stood up with joy, took the car owner's arm and said, "you have to think about it. If I beat you before the police come, can you survive?"
The boss looked at the big fist of this steamed bun. Subconsciously, he swallowed a mouthful of water, but he really didn't win money and didn't have any idea of giving up.
There is a kind of person, the more you let him put him on, the more arrogant he will be next time. If he muddles through like this again this time, I'm afraid he can't do it in this store next time.
The boss can only bite his teeth and say, "if you are kind, kill me. I want to see if you will be well after you kill me."
Hou Liang saw that the boss seemed to have some backbone, so he wanted to help, but when he didn't do it, a man at the far table had already thrown a chopstick.
When the simple chopsticks were shot hard at the hands of the strong man, the whole chopsticks had been stabbed in.
The strong man immediately let out a wail and let go of his hand. When he turned around and saw the man who shot, he ran away without saying anything.
The boss was also a little confused by the sudden situation, but after seeing who the person who saved him was, the boss turned out to have no good face and went back to the counter.
Hou Liang, who was amazed by this scene, immediately felt that this person was absolutely a person who could do this kind of thing. He must be a master.
Except that the man who saved people walked to the counter and wanted to check out, but when the man took out his shabby wallet, there was really not much money in it. Counting left and right was not enough to check out.
The boss didn't give any thanks. Instead, he said sarcastically, "Sima Yan, you've used this trick with me more than once. Although you saved me just now, how much do you owe me for dinner, do you still remember?"
Sima Yan said with a helpless smile on his face, "boss, I have no choice but to do this. When I earn a lot of money, I will naturally return the meal money, believe me. And this time I didn't check much, just dozens of yuan."
"If I keep letting you owe me dozens today and dozens tomorrow, aren't you exactly the same as the person just now? It seems that both of you have become cancer."
"Boss, you can't talk like that. I'm not a cancer. I'm just eager to give it. It's not that I don't give it. He directly wants to default, so there is an essential difference between us. We've been together for so many years, and you should believe me."
Hearing this, the boss was even more unhappy. He took out an account book from his counter, threw it on the table and said, "see for yourself how much money you owe me now. Do you want me to count it for you one by one?"
Sima Yan quickly waved his hand and said, "no need, no need, but I'm really a little tight on my hands. If you don't agree, I can only put my money here and leave directly. You can't stop it."
Hou Liang now really can't understand whether this guy is a worldly expert or a land rogue. The two seem to be in some considerable conflict, but now it is perfectly reflected in a person, some ruffian and some sense of justice. What the hell is this?
But anyway, this person is a master. As long as he gives enough money, it's not for his own use. In this way, there will be another master around him to protect himself. "