"This guy's mouth is as bad as ever." Ning Kun looked at Zheng Wuming with a smile on his face. "Why don't you go up and say a few words? Let this guy continue to talk about it, I'm afraid your God of Wealth will be driven away by him. ”

"He's not my God of Wealth." Zheng Wuming shook his head, there was no emotion in his voice, but his falcon-like eyes were staring at Yan Murong tightly, as if he was ready to swoop down at any moment.

After a while, Zheng Wuming withdrew his sharp eyes and said. "I'm not in a hurry, naturally someone will be in a hurry - at least Li Jianhua doesn't have the idea of tearing his face with him yet." ——

"Well, I'll admit that what I just said was a bit excessive." Ryan Murdoch shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile on his face. "That's it, let's start the banquet first, how about it?"

"No problem." Li Jianhua nodded, waved his hand to the waiter standing at the door, and after a while, the long dining table on the side of the banquet hall was full of all kinds of food and wine. Under Li Jianhua's greeting, the banquet officially began, so many people began to gather around Li Jianhua and Ryan Murdoch, and greeted each other with a smile and a smile.

"A bunch of guys who want to go crazy for money." Yan Murong pursed her lips disdainfully. "It's so easy to make money from foreigners."

"Aren't you still the same?" Su Qingwu chuckled, pointed to Ryan Murdoch, who was chatting happily with those young masters and young ladies of Yanjing, and said. "What do you think of him?"

"He's the man?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Is this true or false?"

"Of course."

"Let's listen to the lie." Su Qingwu said.

"The lie is that this Ryan Murdoch is a talent, handsome, personable, muscular—the goal of men and women."

"What about the truth?" Su Qingwu asked with interest.

"Tell me the truth." Yan Murong paused before speaking. "The truth is that this guy is the same as Zheng Wuming, he is a villain, and he is much smaller than Zheng Wuming - he is scheming and has great endurance. This kind of person is the kind of person who smiles at you on the surface and pretends to be a gentleman, but when you turn your back on him, he will not hesitate to stab you twice. ”

"The contrast is really big." Su Qingwu giggled. "Say, 'Do I believe you or do I not believe you?'

"Does it matter?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously. "I'm just making an objective assessment of him from the standpoint of a bystander."

"Of course it does." Su Qingwu said. "If I believed you, I wouldn't have worked with him anymore – I don't like the feeling of being calculated all day long, even as a partner."

"Then don't cooperate." Yan Murong took twice the wine from the tray in the hands of the legendary waiter in the crowd, handed Su Qingwu a glass, and then said. "You have enough money, and if you make more money, it's just a bunch of numbers, you don't spend money and only make money, is it just to sit at home and look at the pile of numbers on the passbook and giggle?"

"It's just that you're crooked." Su Qingwu rolled her eyes charmingly. "Who thinks they have a lot of money?"

As he was talking, Zheng Wuming and a few people walked over with wine glasses.

"Light dance, long time no see." Zheng Wuming said softly. "You're prettier than ever."

"My wife's beauty is good for me, what does it have to do with you?" Yan Murong was jealous, and looked at Zheng Wuming's eyes as if he had gone up to reward him with a pair of glasses.

"I'm just telling the truth." Zheng Wuming shrugged his shoulders, directly ignored Yan Murong's hostility, and said with a smile. "I'm just out of concern for my friends."

"Oh, I care." Yan Murong nodded. "Then why don't you leave now that you're done caring? Look, so many people are hanging around that golden retriever, why don't you go up and stutter up? ”

"There's no rush to this." Zheng Wuming didn't have the slightest anger, looked at Su Qingwu and said. "I heard that the new solar car cooperated by Huayuan Group and Minghua Group is about to be put into movable production, and it has also reached a cooperative relationship with the Mitsui family in the island country."

As he spoke, Zheng Wuming picked up his wine glass. "Come, Qingwu, I toast you and wish you a prosperous business in advance."

"Thank you." Su Qingwu raised her wine glass and gently touched it with Zheng Wuming. People came to congratulate her on a prosperous business, and she really had no reason to refuse.

"As for Yan Dashao." Zheng Wuming looked at Yan Murong with a smile on his face and said. "Although I want to respect you, I really can't find a reason to respect you."

Zheng Wuming's words were very subtle, which meant that I just came to toast Su Qingwu, as for you, I didn't pay attention to it at all, I wanted me to toast to you, dream.

Of course, Yan Murong naturally knew what Zheng Wuming meant, and said with a smile. "It's okay, there's a lot of time at night, since you don't want to talk to that golden retriever, then stand here full of thoughts, when will you come up with a reason to toast me, I'll drink with you again - don't worry, don't worry I don't have time, I don't have much else, just the most time, you can take out a lot without squeezing."

"Oh? Yan Dashao just wants to have a drink with me? Zheng retorted quietly. If that's the case, then I'll fulfill your wish. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Wuming picked up his glass again and said. "It just so happened that I heard that Yan Dashao, you are showing off your power of traditional Chinese medicine in the island country this time. Since this is the case, I will give you a cup on behalf of all our Chinese Chinese medicine practitioners. ”

"I love to hear that." Yan Murong's smile became more and more bright, and he touched the wine glass lightly with Zheng Wuming, and drank all the wine in the quilt in one gulp.

After putting the empty cup in the tray and taking another glass of wine, Yan Murong looked at Zheng Wuming and said. "Our Huaxia is a country of etiquette - as the old saying goes, come and don't be rude, since you have toasted me, if I don't toast you, it really seems that I am a little stingy."

"Oh?" Zheng Wuming showed a surprised expression. "That's a good feeling, Yan Da Shao's wine, I have to drink anything - I just don't know if Yan Shao wants to think of a reason to toast me?"

"There's a reason." Yan Murong said with a serious face. "It's just that this wine is really not for you."

"I'm curious." Zheng Wuming said with a smile. "Tell me about it."

"Okay." Yan Murong nodded, picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with Zheng Wuming again, and then, in everyone's surprised eyes, all the wine in the glass fell to the ground.

"Here, this glass of wine to your dead ghost brother!"

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