Wang Qiang and his uncle Chen Haipeng changed into swimsuits in the locker room of the hotel swimming pool. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Walking out of the locker room, Chen Haipeng took out his mobile phone and took a look, and found that there were several missed calls on his phone.

turned on the missed calls, and Chen Haipeng found that all the missed calls were made by Ma Huateng.

"Ma Huateng just made a few missed calls, I don't know what's going on?" Chen Haipeng muttered to himself, then picked up his phone and dialed it back.

The phone was dialed, and Chen Haipeng said, "Mr. Ma, I just saw you make a few calls." I don't know what's important?"

I don't know what Ma Huateng said to his uncle Chen Haipeng on the other end of the phone, Chen Haipeng looked very serious.

"Okay, I see. I've made an appointment to come and have a look," Chen said.

Then Chen Haipeng said a few more words and hung up the phone.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" asked Wang Qiang.

"Let's talk about it when we go back to the room," Chen Haipeng said.

"Hmm," Wang Qiang said.

Back in Chen Haipeng's hotel suite, the two put the plastic bag containing the swimsuit on the coffee table.

Chen Haipeng opened the window of the room, sat back on the sofa, and pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the coffee table.

Chen Haipeng lit a cigarette, took two puffs hard, exhaled a large puff of smoke, sat down on the sofa, and let his back rest on the sofa.

Although Wang Qiang also wanted to know what Ma Huateng said to his uncle Chen Haipeng, he saw that his uncle was pondering, so he didn't ask questions, and waited patiently for his uncle Chen Haipeng to answer by himself.

Chen Haipeng smoked the whole cigarette in his hand, took a few breaths, twisted the cigarette butt in the ashtray and extinguished it, then raised his head to look at Wang Qiang and said:

"Ma Huateng's phone call just now said that someone wants to buy our Tencent shares?"

"Uncle, didn't you tell Ma Huateng that we didn't plan to sell our Tencent shares?" asked Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang knew that this time he would definitely be noticed by someone who cared about it, but if the other party's strength was too weak, Wang Qiang would not plan to deal with it.

Only if the strength is too strong to bear it, will they consider going to meet, even if they can't cooperate, they can't become enemies.

"I signed the contract yesterday, and I already said it" Chen Haipeng said a little depressed: "But Ma Huateng said that this time the other party has a big background, and he suggested that we go and meet"

"Then let's go and meet, didn't the other party say when we will meet?" Wang Qiang asked.

"I didn't say it, I heard Ma Huateng say that the other party originally planned to meet today, but Ma Huateng's call to us today has not been answered, so there is no fixed time," Chen Haipeng said.

"Forget it today, let Ma Huateng watch and arrange a suitable time," Wang Qiang said, "Ma Huateng's call today is to let us meet each other as soon as possible?"

"He called me just to make us mentally prepared first," Chen Haipeng said, "and he didn't mean to meet right away."

"Then wait until the time is set," Wang Qiang said, "what are we going to do in the afternoon?"

"Let's go swimming in the afternoon," Chen Haipeng said, "I just learned a little, step up my practice, otherwise I may forget it after a long time."

Chen Haipeng plans to continue learning to swim, but Wang Qiang, as a nephew, can only fully support him, and his favorite sport is swimming, of course, he will not refuse.

"Okay then," Wang Qiang said.

After Chen Haipeng told Wang Qiang about the matter, he felt a lot more relaxed, stood up, and said, "Let's go, go to dinner." After exercising for so long in the morning, I was hungry for a long time."

Wang Qiang and his uncle Chen Haipeng left the room and went to the hotel's restaurant.

Although the Charlton Hotel serves breakfast in the morning, which is known as morning tea in the south, lunch is just stir-fried rice.

Chen Haipeng picked up the menu handed over by the waiter and glanced at it, and said, "Wang Qiang, we have been here for two days, and we eat three meals in the hotel every day, why don't we go out to eat today?"

Wang Qiang thought about it and found that this was really the case.

Except for yesterday's trip to Happy Valley and lunch in Happy Valley, the rest of the meals seem to have been settled at the Charlton Hotel.

"Yes," Wang Qiang nodded and said.

The two ignored the awkward waiter at the table and got up and walked out of the hotel.

Out of the hotel, Wang Qiang found his uncle Chen Haipeng walking towards the hotel parking lot.

Wang Qiang was still wondering in his heart, they didn't buy a car or rent a car when they went to the Special Economic Zone, what did their uncle do in the parking lot.

When he arrived at the parking lot, Wang Qiang found that his uncle Chen Haipeng took out a car key, Chen Haipeng pressed the unlock button on the key, and a Chevrolet a few meters away rang.

Chen Haipeng stepped forward to open the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

"Uncle, where did this car come from?"

Wang Qiang consciously sat on the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt, and asked.

"This car is the same car that your sixth uncle drove yesterday. Yesterday he sent me back, and I requisitioned his car," Chen said with a smile.

"Then how did he go back yesterday?" asked Wang Qiang.

"I don't know, I drank dizzy yesterday, and I don't remember how he left," Chen Haipeng said.

After several years of practice, Chen Haipeng's driving skills have improved rapidly, and Chevrolet drives steadily and quickly.

Like a fish, the car drove out of the parking lot and onto the road.

"Wang Qiang, show me, how can there be any noodles to sell?" I can't drive," Chen Haipeng drove the car and said to Wang Qiang.

Listening to his uncle Chen Haipeng's words, Wang Qiang almost burst out laughing. I thought that I would have a good meal when I came out with my uncle, but I didn't expect my uncle to want to eat noodles.

Wang Qiang looked through the car window at the shops on both sides of the road, planning to find a noodle restaurant for his uncle.

It's just that Wang Qiang drove several streets with his uncle Chen Haipeng, but still didn't find a noodle restaurant.

Uncle, you park the car for a moment, and I'll go out and inquire.

Chen Haipeng parked the car on the side of the road when he heard this, and Wang Qiang got out of the car to ask someone to inquire.

After the guidance of an elderly man, Wang Qiang finally had some eyebrows about the noodle restaurant he was looking for.

"Uncle, the noodle shop is in front," Wang Qiang pointed to the front and said to his uncle Chen Haipeng as soon as he got in the car.

Chen Haipeng's car moved less than 500 meters forward, and Wang Qiang asked his uncle Chen Haipeng to stop the car.

Chen Haipeng got out of the car, looked around, and didn't find the existence of a noodle restaurant, so he said:

"Where's the noodle shop you're talking about?"

"If the uncle just now is right, the noodle restaurant we are looking for is in this alley," Wang Qiang pointed to a small alley next to him and said.

"Then go in and have a look, if you can't find a noodle shop, I'm going to starve to death," Chen said.

With the remote control key, locked the car, Chen Haipeng walked into the alley.

"Uncle, wait for me" Wang Qiang saw that his uncle had already gone away, and hurriedly shouted.

After walking less than twenty or thirty meters into the alley, both of them saw the noodle restaurant.

The noodle restaurant is not large, the storefront is less than ten meters wide, and it is a Lanzhou ramen restaurant.

Although the noodle restaurant is not big, there are already many people sitting inside.

As soon as Chen Haipeng sat down, a little Uyghur girl walked over.

"What do you want?" asked the little girl.

"Come to two big bowls of Lanzhou ramen" Chen Haipeng looked at the introduction posted on the wall of the noodle shop, and said eagerly.

Seeing his uncle Chen Haipeng's eager appearance, Wang Qiang suddenly remembered himself in his previous life.

Wang Qiang spent five years in the south in his last life, and at that time, almost every once in a while, Wang Qiang would want to eat some noodles.

Sometimes I make it myself, sometimes I go out to eat.

When he goes out to eat noodles, Wang Qiang basically chooses Lanzhou ramen restaurant, because there is no Sanqin taste noodle restaurant at all.

I went there many times, and once, the owner of the ramen restaurant proudly told Wang Qiang that their county is all making ramen in the country, and the total income from making ramen in the county is more than 100 million yuan every year.

Chen Haipeng took out a pair of chopsticks, knocked them on the table, and said: "It would be great if there were Sanqin noodle restaurants all over the country! Now, when I go to other places, I basically eat Lanzhou ramen to make do with it."

"There will be this day," Mr. Wang said.

Chen Haipeng thought that Wang Qiang was just saying it casually, but he didn't expect that a few years later, Wang Qiang really realized his wish that there would be Sanqin noodle restaurants all over the country.