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Zhang Ziqiang in a short time, waiting for an unfortunate news, the development zone of the typhoon group really to air conditioning, according to the salesman who went to the bottom of the salesman, the typhoon group seems to feel good about Huading, all their technical standards seem to be based on Huading's technical parameters as a reference.

Zhang Ziqiang understands that although these initial contacts are nothing, I have to say that he has no advantage at all in the development zone project, and after the loss of the high-tech group project, Zhang Ziqiang also seriously looked for the reason, but the result made him discouraged, Lin Yuming's relationship was too good, and the woman named Qin Manyun, who represented Huading products, also had a special relationship with Director Kong.

Due to the existence of these reasons, it is estimated that the current project of the Typhoon Group is also unlucky.

He silently waved his hand and let the salesman who inquired about the news go out, and he sat alone on the leather chair with a backrest, like an old nun in a settling down, and sat for more than half an hour, without moving, and he thought with great disgust, why did the development zone have a project so quickly? Why did God still give Lin Yuming the icing on the cake? The pleasure of crushing Lin Yuming on the aerospace group project did not last long, but the situation in front of him was getting worse and worse.

Zhang Ziqiang slowly stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looked at the bustling flow of people, traffic, and high-rise buildings under his feet, he felt that he was losing the enjoyment of power, losing the expectation of the future, in the past he always thought that he was the elite of this society, those who came and went in a hurry, and those who did nothing under his feet were extremely mediocre, they could not dominate the career and enjoy life like themselves.

But at this moment, Zhang Ziqiang found that he, like them, would soon become a passer-by in a hurry.

A cold light shot out of Zhang Ziqiang's eyes! No! No! He is by no means the same as them! How can his own wisdom be compared with theirs? He will definitely have the last laugh and create his own brilliance again!

He turned around suddenly, walked coldly to the map of Anxi City, stared at the forbidden area in his heart in the development zone, and looked at it for several minutes before he smiled coldly and gritted his teeth and said: "Since I can't eat the meat in the pot, then I have to remove the pot!"

Turning, he picked up the phone, dialed a set of numbers with a solemn expression, and stood motionless like a javelin in the long ringing sound.

Someone finally answered the phone: "Hey, who's it!"

"Brother Four-Fingered, it's me, Zhang Ziqiang of Corey's company!"

Zhang Ziqiang...... Oh, hey, it's Mr. Zhang, did you steal him, I almost forgot your baby!"

The authentic Anxi dialect made Zhang Ziqiang frown, although he has been to Anxi for many years, but he has always rejected the local language here, he feels very vulgar, very barbaric, especially the conversation between acquaintances, which makes him feel annoying, in the words and sentences, I can't hear a little respect and politeness.

"Brother Four-Fingered, you are a noble person who forgets things!"

"Hehe, you're a ball, you've been busy all day long, what's wrong?"

"Yes, I have something I want to ask Brother Four Fingers for help, I don't know if I have time recently!"

"Yes, Mo Mada, what's the matter!"

"Let's meet and talk, I'll go to your bar in the evening!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you at night!"

Hung up the phone, Zhang Ziqiang slowly sighed, to be honest, he has always despised men like Brother Four-Fingered, he looks down on them, and despises them from the bottom of his heart, but this world is like this, although Zhang Ziqiang looks down on the other party, but he has to ask for the other party's help, which is really a great irony.

This four-fingered brother and Zhang Ziqiang's acquaintance was half a year ago, when one of Zhang Ziqiang's salesmen was deceived, this is a middleman who claims to be able to help them win the project, maybe it is not cheated, but the other party received them 100,000 yuan, and finally did not help them win the project, when they asked for this pre-investment fee, this middleman began to cheat, saying that the money he had treated, dotted, and spent all of it, although he did not win the project, but he did not fall.

This is a small boss who is a bit like a leather bag company, and they are helpless to play Zhang Ziqiang, and this kind of money can't go to court openly, and they have been asking for many months without gain.

Later, someone introduced Brother Four Fingers to Zhang Ziqiang, saying that this person is very capable in Anxi City, and as long as he is given enough benefits, he can help get the money back.

With the idea of giving it a try, Zhang Ziqiang met Brother Four Fingers at Brother Four's bar.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Ziqiang promised that as long as he helped recover the money, he would take out forty percent of it as a reward, Brother Four Fingers nodded casually, took the receipt, and it only took three days to bring back a bunch of money, according to their agreement in advance, Brother Four Fingers returned 60,000 to Zhang Ziqiang, and he also left 60,000!

It seems that the numbers don't match, how can it be two sixty thousand!

The four-fingered brother laughed a few times and said, "He owes you a few months, and he must give 20,000 yuan as interest, right?"

Seeing that the four-fingered brother grabbed the money and cut off a finger's hand, Zhang Ziqiang could only ignore the extra 20,000 yuan.

Since then, Zhang Ziqiang has never been to that bar again, he just wants to forget about this person quickly, because as long as he sees the broken finger, Zhang Ziqiang will still feel nauseous.

The night rose, the night of the provincial city became more beautiful than the day, the street flashed with all kinds of neon lights, shining on the people who strolled leisurely, at this time, Zhang Ziqiang felt that the provincial city had a little human touch, it was no longer like the hustle and bustle of the day, indifference, impetuousness, deception and greed, the night covered everything.

On a not too prosperous street in the urban area, Zhang Ziqiang walked into the bar of Brother Sizhi, there are many bars in Anxi City, each bar has its own characteristics, some are elegant, exquisite, often patronized by some senior white-collar workers or powerful figures, some of them, but the atmosphere is lively, the price is preferential, and there are single men and women in the bar, full of handsome men and women, but whether it is a light bar, or a romantic bar, and whether it is elegant, or noisy, there will be some fixed guests and different characteristics.

The only feature of Brother Four's bar is that there are a lot of fierce-looking men and women sitting in it, which discourages some serious customers, and Zhang Ziqiang was the same when he first came, for fear that a violent strong man next to him would be furious at him.

The layout of the bar is also very peculiar, there are no beautiful women on the walls, all the paintings are chains, handcuffs and dark cells, the bar is playing a song that Zhang Ziqiang has never heard, but the music can't hide the hustle and bustle of those strong men and demon girls, Zhang Ziqiang came in, almost no one paid attention, only when he found a place to sit down, a young girl came over.

Her costume is very strange, she also wears a pair of leather pants in the summer, and the pants are full of iron nails, which makes Zhang Ziqiang think, is this a wolf-proof pants? The upper body is very simple, two brass bowls are buckled on the chest, and several thin iron chains are strung between the copper bowls, although it looks like she is protecting herself, but in fact, it reveals more temptation.

"Handsome, you're sure you're not in the wrong place. She asked, squinting, because what she saw was Zhang Ziqiang was too neat and decent, not at all like the other tough customers.

"There was no mistake!"

The girl blinked, "Then what do you want?"

Zhang Ziqiang smiled and said, "Let's grind iron coffee." Also, please inform Brother Four-Fingered, I want to see him!"

The girl showed a wolf-like alert look: "Do you recognize Brother Four-Fingered?"

"I made an appointment with him in the afternoon! You can say that my surname is Zhang!"

The girl looked at Zhang Ziqiang again with a scrutinizing eye: "Okay, wait!"

The girl left with the sound of chains clattering, and a cup of coffee was brought in a moment.

"Excuse me, Brother Four Fingers?"

"Wait!"

Zhang Ziqiang nodded, and his eyes once again fell on the two copper bowls on the girl's chest.

The girl smiled slightly: "It's real copper, or don't believe you touch it!"

Zhang Ziqiang hurriedly looked away, smiled a little awkwardly, and didn't dare to look at that place anymore.

At this time, he heard someone chatting around him, it was two men in their twenties saying to a girl: "We have been in it for eight months, what the hell, every meal is porridge, clear soup, black flour buns, I want to vomit when I eat it!"

"Hehe, tell me, if you eat it for a long time, will some of your parts shrink!"

A strong man slapped a few times on the woman's leg, laughed and said, "Try it at night, and you will know if there is any atrophy!"

Zhang Ziqiang's heart jumped when he heard it, obviously, what they said was the things in the number, Zhang Ziqiang didn't want to hear it, and he didn't like to hear those things, he always felt that those seemed to be out of reach of another world with him.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Brother Four-Fingered, who was walking in this direction, and as he went, he greeted the guests around him, patted him on the shoulder, thumped him on the chest, sometimes whispered a few words, and sometimes laughed loudly.

This is a typical Northwest man, in his thirties, burly, walking like a mountain, giving you a sense of oppression, his face is sharply contoured, like a knife and axe cut with edges and corners, rough and bold when he laughs, weird, condensed, and fierce in his eyes.

He greeted all the way, and finally walked in front of Zhang Ziqiang.

Zhang Ziqiang looked at him and smiled, but was burned by his eyes, the eyes were burning like needles, very sharp, Zhang Ziqiang quickly removed his gaze and looked at his shoulder, this is a habit that Zhang Ziqiang has practiced for many years, people who don't want to see it, people who don't like it, then don't look at his face, so that you won't show your feelings because of hatred.