Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 116 Your baby is always a scumbag

Wei Hongqing remembered that Chu Ping had borrowed 60,000 yuan from him two days before his death and promised to return it to him within a week. The money was either too much or too little. He hesitated for a while before deciding to lend it, wondering what would happen if Chu Ping If you run away in your life, you should spend money to avoid disaster. If you don't run away, it proves that you can be trusted.

It turns out that this guy used the money to buy high imitation Sanyang products.

Mayusheng looked at him with horrified eyes.

I thought it would be easy to take advantage of the stupid rich second generation Wei Hongqing and give him a hard blow to the leather king. Unexpectedly, this man named Cao quietly dug a hole for him that could bury him alive.

Chu Pingsheng smiled slightly: "Thirteen yuan."

Mayusheng stood up suddenly, and his whole body was about to explode. Just now he asked for twenty-six yuan a piece, but the other party cut off half of it.

Chu Pingsheng said: "Don't think I don't know. Your high imitation goods cost fourteen yuan a piece. If it costs thirteen yuan a piece, you can still make a profit."

May Yousheng thought he had figured out Wei Hongqing's situation, but it turned out that Cao did the same to him.

Chu Pingsheng picked up a piece of braised pork and put it on Boss Ma's plate.

"Boss Ma, let's choose between going to jail or cooperating with Mr. Wei."

Mayusheng looked embarrassed: "This price... is too low."

"If you don't set the price lower, how can Mr. Wei have the space to start a price war with Sanyang? If there is no cost-effectiveness, why should customers give you market share?"

"..."

Mayusheng struggled again and again, looking at his expression he was about to cry, and finally his upper and lower gums touched each other.

"Okay, just thirteen dollars."

Wei Hongqing admired Chu Pingsheng so much that he didn't expect that he was not only a good fighter but also a good bargainer. Poor Boss Ma was about to cry.

……

The next day and night.

Huanghe Road, to Zhenyuan.

Vehicles stopped and drove away at the door, and the waiters greeted and sent them away, sweating profusely from their work.

Today's business is particularly good, because many people are promoting the fact that Mr. Bao spent 2000 yuan to eat a fried beef river at Zhizhenyuan, and also made a bet with Li that Zhizhenyuan will close in three months.

If Mr. Bao approves of the dishes, then of course you should take the time to try them. If Zhizhenyuan really closes down in three months, wouldn’t there be no chance to eat them in the future?

Wei Hongqing, dressed in mink, entered the main entrance casually, with a group of boys behind him. It was obvious that he was in a very good mood and even tipped the doorman more than usual.

"Walk faster, raise your head, and give me some energy each and every one of you."

Yin Xiao nodded hurriedly and said: "Understood."

The boy on the left with the same hairstyle as Liming said: "Mr. Wei, today Mr. Fan is having a celebration banquet in Zhizhen Garden. It wouldn't be appropriate for us to go there at this time..."

The entire Huanghe Road knew that Wei Hongqing did not reach a cooperation with Fan Xinhua due to lack of strength, and the latter fell into the arms of Mr. Bao. The Sanyang brand became popular as soon as it was launched.

It is conceivable that when Fan Xinhua holds a celebration banquet in Zhizhen Garden today, someone will definitely take Wei Hongqing out and whip his corpse. Going past this juncture is tantamount to adding trouble to his heart.

"What? Are you scared? Who am I, Wei Hongqing? I get up wherever I fall. Not only do I want to eat today's meal, I also want to eat it with style, spirit, and level."

This slogan made Pan Jie feel sour to him.

"Mr. Wei, I'm really sorry. You came too late. Our private rooms are all full. Look... just because of Mr. Bao's bowl of fried beef and the three-month bet, our business in Zhizhenyuan is good. It’s incredible.”

"Mr. Bao ordered the fried beef river?"

Wei Hongqing frowned, his face full of displeasure: "I ordered it, okay?"

After saying that, he remembered Cao Asi's terror, and coughed slightly: "Mr. Cao gave me some."

Pan Jie said: "So what, but it's a pity that Huanghe Road only recognizes the golden signboard of Mr. Bao. Mr. Wei, I speak straightforwardly, so don't mind."

Wei Hongqing looked at the boys following behind him, with a troubled expression on his face: "Okay, Manager Pan, I won't fight with you about the cattle speculation. You just need to find a way to free up a box for me. It doesn't matter if it's smaller. Look at me. After bringing so many brothers here, you can't refute my reputation, right?" "I'm really sorry, they're all fully booked."

"What about Mr. Cao? Where is Mr. Cao?"

Pan Jie thought of the guy who beat Xiao Liuzi until he was hospitalized, and the flesh on his back tightened.

"I didn't see Mr. Cao."

"That's not right. Mr. Cao should have arrived earlier. Manager Pan, are you lying to me?"

"how could be."

"Well, Manager Pan, how about you give me a room that was reserved but no one came? As soon as the people arrive, we will vacate it immediately, okay?"

"Well..." Pan Jie pondered for a moment: "Okay."

Wei Hongqing raised his eyebrows and winked to the left and right.

"Walk."

After speaking, he took his younger brothers and followed Pan Jie to the box reserved by Miss Wang at No. 27 on the Bund.

It was obviously Cao Asi who told him to show off tonight and asked him to invite the younger brothers to come to Zhenyuan for dinner. Why did he wait for the younger brothers to arrive before coming, but he was still the one who arrived early.

Cao Asi...where did he go?
Pan Jie took them to "Qingpingle" and left. Minmin came over and asked him what to eat. Wei Hongqing ordered yellow croaker noodles for ten people and said that everyone's favorite dry-fried beef river today was actually Mr. Bao and him. wind of.

Minmin knew this. After all, Mr. Cao had ordered her to hook up the fried beef river for Yue Ru. But the problem was that Wei Hongqing had bought the fried beef river for a year in Zhizhenyuan, and Mr. Bao was not there. The publicity effect of eating once is good.

Wei Hongqing didn't know what Minmin was thinking, so he was enjoying the praise from his younger brother while waiting for his brother Cao.

After waiting and waiting, Brother Cao still didn't come, but Miss Wang arrived.

She was wearing a bright red coat and was holding a small envelope in her hand. She had big black and curly waves that reached her lower back. She also wore good makeup, with red lips and white teeth, and a face like a peach blossom.

"You have to get involved in Mr. Fan's affairs. Mr. Bao has some stir-fried beef river, and you order some yellow croaker noodles. Mr. Wei, do you think you are interesting? You stare at Mr. Bao every day, and you have to follow him in everything he does. Mr. Bao, please give me some clues, Mr. Bao always knows who you are, right?"

Wei Hongqing hit the snake with a stick: "Miss Wang, am I familiar with you? Why are you staring at me every day? Do you like me or want to pursue me?"

"Don't be so sentimental. She's not staring at you every day, but Mr. Bao." A person patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Wei Hongqing turned his head to look, quickly put away his careless manner, and stood up straight.

"Brother Cao, why are you here later than me?"

"Something happened on the way, so I was delayed."

When Wang Mingzhu saw that the two of them were talking nonsense, she left her as the owner of the box aside. She became very angry. She put her hands on her hips and said, "If you two want to chat, go outside and not in my room." Said at the door of the box."

"Ms. Wang, I've asked before. Mr. Fan is gone and Mr. Bao won't come. It's useless for you to keep this box. You might as well give it to me. I'll give you priority when there are orders in the future. How about it?"

Of course Wei Hongqing didn't want to be embarrassed in front of Brother Cao. If the business negotiations were not going well and he couldn't even get a box, wouldn't that make him look too incompetent?
"Who said Mr. Bao won't come?" Wang Mingzhu pouted and glared: "On this Yellow River Road, who doesn't know that I, Wang Mingzhu, am the best in business at No. 27 on the Bund? I need you to give me an order? Wei Sir, you don’t have to worry about the wind blowing your tongue when you talk big.”

Chu Pingsheng looked at Miss Wang, who was chattering in front of her so loudly that her ears hurt, and shook his head gently: "Another Tokyo night boss lady."

Night Tokyo boss lady?
Wang Mingzhu said: "Do you know Lingzi?"

"Yes, you are just as noisy as she is."

Noisy?

He actually said he was noisy?

Wang Mingzhu's almond-shaped eyes were full of anger, and her face was filled with anger. She put her hands on her hips harder and harder: "You are so rude, who are you calling me noisy?"

"Mr. Bao, Mr. Bao, Mr. Bao, will you die without him? Is it possible that you women exist just to prove your worth to a rich scumbag?"

One of the most interesting settings of urban dramas is that no matter how great the heroine is, no matter how awesome the Mary Sue plot is, they are all for the strong character of the male protagonist. This is especially obvious in "Flowers". The director worked hard to shape Reiko and Wang. The two so-called successful women in Mingzhu are just for the stomach-churning tone of "It was once difficult to make water in the sea".

(End of this chapter)