"Honey, don't be angry!" Hua Niang sat on Feng Lan's lap and spit the aroma into his ear, "Otherwise, I'll help you get angry!"

"I'm not in the mood!" Feng Lan pushed away the woman in her arms.

The woman's face was a little displeased, but she still asked, "Then do we want this Internet café or not?"

"What a fart!" Feng Lan slapped on the table.

"That's two million, I can buy three Internet cafes in other parts of the north of the city!"

"Yes..." Hua Niang is worried about how to get the business into the north of the city.

"It's nothing, yes, it's a big deal to open a bar in another place!" Feng Lan sighed, "Is there any news from the clown?"

"Anyone who hasn't seen a clown since the last island accident, I heard that Diana defected!"

"Alas!" Feng Lan sighed, he hadn't been on Luce for a long time recently, which made him more and more worried, and even suspected that the clown was suspicious of him.

"Honey, don't think too much!" Hua Niang stood behind Feng Lan and pinched his shoulders with her gentle little hands.

"Now that we have occupied 60% of the business market, I think we will be able to completely end Huangjingshan in the next year!"

Feng Lan took out the cigar from the drawer, took a deep breath of the cigar on her mouth, and looked at Hua Niang.

"Cheng Hao, it's Cheng Hao again, did I have a grudge against him in my last life?"

Hua Niang shook her head and said perfunctorily: "There shouldn't be any!"

Feng Lan banged on the table and said, "Then why does he stick to me like a toad and don't bite people!"

"Giggle!" Hua Niang was amused by Feng Lan's humorous metaphor, "Okay, don't be angry!"

In the Hongchen KTV in the north of the city, a group of people chatted hotly.

"It's a pity that the Xincheng Internet café is a good place!" The rat head said faintly, "I'm still thinking that if this brother takes over the Internet café, I will be the network administrator for him!"

"You'd better, forget the webmaster!" teased the hound.

"Hahaha!" everyone at the dinner table burst into laughter.

"Dead old dog, you won't say anything good!" The rat head grumbled.

Cheng Hao put down his wine glass: "It's okay, next time I'll open an Internet café for you, and I'll let you be a network administrator at that time!"

"Really?" the rat head looked so excited that he couldn't wait to kiss Cheng Hao.

"Really!" Cheng Hao nodded.

"Hahahaha!" the rat head laughed.

Soon everyone was full of wine and food, and after lunch, everyone returned to their posts, and they should go to work.

"Brother, slow down!" Wang Fatzi, who was standing at the door, waved his hand to Cheng Hao.

"Well! got it!" Cheng Hao had just started Rolls-Royce when he received a call from Yang Biao, the owner of the Internet café.

"Hey, Mr. Yang!" Cheng Hao had already fastened his seat belt.

"Is it Cheng Hao?" said Yang Biao on the other end of the phone with some humility.

"Yes, I'm Cheng Hao!" Cheng Hao was a little puzzled that he should have nothing to do with this Yang Biao: "May I ask Mr. Yang for something to do with me?"

"Brother, if you come to me, there are some things to discuss with you!" Yang Biao said with a smile.

"If you have anything to say, I won't bother!" Cheng Hao really didn't bother to go to his place again.

"That's right, I want to give you the Internet café!" Yang Biao on the other end of the phone smiled.

"Give it to me?" Cheng Hao frowned: "It's not Li Ma who took it away!"

"That's right, Li Ma is not going to ask for it! Yang Biao didn't say anything further, he also knew in his heart that his Internet café was not worth two million at all, but when Li Ma called, he directly opened his mouth for 500,000 yuan, and Yang Biao did not back down, it was a fixed price.

In the end, the two of them collapsed, and Yang Biao didn't like to give the Internet café to someone like Li Ma in his heart, so he didn't reduce the price.

He Yang Biaoning gave it to others at a price of 500,000 yuan, and he would never give Li Ma this dogleg.

"Forget it, the price..."

Before Cheng Hao finished speaking, Yang Biao said: "Brother, don't worry, I won't give it to you according to the bidding price, conscience price, 600,000!"

"Hahaha!" Cheng Hao smiled, smiling very happily, in fact, he had already given up the idea of an Internet café, but he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to deliver it to him, could he not be happy?

However, when these words came to Yang Biao's mouth, he thought that Cheng Hao thought that the price was high, and hurriedly said: "Brother, 550,000 can't be less!"

Yang Biao on the other end of the phone wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, he had already called other bosses, no one dared to ask for this Internet café, why?

It wasn't until Qian Gong's call asked him to find Cheng Hao that Yang Biao remembered that the person who overturned Li Ma's gang was Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao, who was immersed in joy, didn't hear what Yang Biao said at all, and blindly smirked.

"Brother, what are you laughing at, can you make a phone call?" The fat man Wang outside the car was a little curious.

Yang Biao on the other end of the phone was full of adrenaline and was very nervous: "Brother, 500,000, no matter how little I should vomit blood!"

Cheng Hao came back to his senses after this, "Deal!"

"Okay, deal!" Yang Biao on the other end of the phone slapped excitedly on the table, and the store finally went out.

"I'll go to you right now with the money and get ready for the contract!" Cheng Hao waved to the fat man after speaking: "Fat man get in the car!"

"What's the matter, brother?" Wang Fatzi pulled the car door and made his ass the co-pilot's position.

"It's over, it's over!" Cheng Hao said excitedly.

"What's wrong?" the fat man didn't know.

"Internet café, 500,000!" Cheng Hao's mouth was filled with a smile.

"That's it, what are you excited about?" said the fat man in puzzlement.

"It's for us!" Cheng Hao, who was excited, slapped his big hand on Wang Fatzi's shoulder.

"Really!" Wang Fatzi suddenly became excited, and his face was more excited than winning the lottery: "Hahaha!"

"Haha..." The meniac laughter of the two echoed inside the Rolls-Royce.

Three minutes later, Cheng Hao put the gear in gear and started the Rolls-Royce.

"Whew!" the Rolls-Royce's engine roared and scurried onto the road.

The excited Wang Fat Man immediately called the rat head: "Hey, rat head, hurry up to the Xincheng Internet Café, you will be the network manager in the future!"

"What!?" The rat head who was playing a game in an Internet café stood up excitedly: "You said that Yang Biao gave us the Internet café!"

"Yes!" Wang Fatzi nodded violently: "Give it to us, 500,000!"

"Hahahaha!" The rat head on the other end of the phone let out a wild laugh and smashed the mouse in his hand on the spot: "Lao Tzu stopped playing games, went to be a network administrator!"

After the rat head finished speaking, he rushed out of the Internet café with an arrow step and went straight to the Internet café.

Rolls-Royce stopped at the door of the Xincheng Internet café, Cheng Hao strode upstairs, and the fat man Wang behind him followed closely behind, and at the same time hit the hunting dog.

The hound that heard the news almost became a real hound.

"Oops! haha!" Yang Biao showed a smile that belonged to a businessman, and praised Cheng Hao: "A hero is a young man!"

"Hahaha!" Cheng Hao laughed: "Mr. Yang is too modest, cash or credit card!"

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