Update time: 22-2

Motorcycles couldn't be too simple for Luo Ping.

Mr. Liu, the homeroom teacher in high school, treated him well, and after the car was destroyed by him, he didn't blame him much, but bought a new one, and the old car was directly thrown to him.

Luo Ping later became crazy about motorcycles, and even won some money by racing with others, but after the car was finally scrapped early by him, he also completely ended his career playing cars.

Listening to the familiar roar and feeling the speed of the wind blowing across his cheeks, Luo Ping's mood gradually became excited, looking at Huang Wei in front of him, the smile on his face grew stronger, and he twisted the accelerator suddenly, and the motorcycle rushed forward quickly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Huang Wei caught a glimpse of Luo Ping gradually catching up, and the corner of his mouth also showed a sneer. Seeing that he was about to enter the narrowest part of the road, Luo Ping finally rushed up and went hand in hand with him.

Huang Wei was waiting for this moment, only to see him suddenly raise his left leg and kick towards Luo Ping suddenly.

If he was kicked this time, Luo Ping would even fall into the lake with the car.

Luo Ping had no choice but to tap the brakes and watched Huang Wei rush into the narrow path that only allowed one car to pass.

Huang Wei felt a little regretful that he didn't kick Luo Ping into the water, but he was about to reach the end not far ahead, so he didn't keep it anymore, increased the throttle to the maximum, and the motorcycle rushed forward like a sharp arrow.

Getting closer and closer to the small pavilion, when there were less than twenty meters left, Huang Wei felt that the victory was in his hands, and turned his head to look behind him.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you see it.

I saw a motorcycle raise its front wheel high, rushing towards it at a fast speed, getting closer and closer to him, and it seemed that it was about to catch up.

Huang Wei didn't expect Luo Ping's driving skills to be so superb, this action of cocking the front of the car was the ultimate goal of his dreams, but he didn't have time to sigh, so he quickly lowered his body, minimized wind resistance, and rushed towards the finish line as fast as possible.

Ten meters.

Nine meters.

Eight meters.

……

"I'm going to win, that girl is mine."

Huang Wei's face was full of smirk, and his whole body was boiling.

Suddenly, a foot kicked from the right back.

It kicked right on the front of the car.

Huang Wei was horrified to find that he could no longer control his direction, and the motorcycle deflected at a slight angle to the left, and rushed directly into the wide lake.

"Ah, my car!" This is Huang Wei's thought before he fell into the water.

Thump!

He rushed into the lake with his car and startled a large golden carp......

Luo Ping parked the car under the pavilion and squatted on the shore to watch Huang Wei struggle in the water in embarrassment.

"Boy, remember to send it to me when the car is repaired."

He smiled and walked away, and behind him, Huang Wei finally climbed ashore with difficulty, highlighting a mouthful of murky water.

……

Zheng Hai has been doing well lately.

Since the opening of the nightclub, business has been very good, with daily sales reaching six figures, and I believe that by the end of the year, Christmas will reach seven figures.

With the shares of Ding Zhuo and others, although a part of the profits will be shared, but with the care of the deputy procurator general, the departments of industry and commerce, taxation and fire protection, which used to give him a lot of headaches, have never come to find trouble.

Inside the nightclub, with Anwar's care, no one in the neighborhood dared to make trouble after suffering a few times.

What else does Zheng Hai have to worry about?

So, he's even thinking about opening a branch now—of course, until next year's liquidity is abundant.

For now, he still has to put more effort into the management of nightclubs, such as talking to those liquor merchants, asking them to send more goods, and extend the repayment date a little more. In addition, we have to let those local singers and artists sell more efforts to attract more customers.

He was sitting on the small platform on the second floor of the nightclub, pondering these bits and pieces, and someone sat down across from him.

"Brother Hai, are you busy?"

Zheng Hai looked up and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I just want to do something." By the way, why do you Boss Ding have time to walk around today? ”

"Hehe, there's nothing to do today, just come and go around." Ding Zhuo looked into the field and said with a smile, "Business is pretty good." ”

"That's not thanks to Huang Jian's care, otherwise, this nightclub wouldn't be what it is now. I did the math and estimated that by Christmas, the sales would be in the seven figures every day. ”

Ding Zhuo shook his head, "If you want me to say, if you want to make a lot of money, you have to follow the path I told you last time." How much money can you make just by selling some drinks? Brother Hai, my uncle has already said hello to all aspects, what else do you have to worry about, are you still afraid of burning your hands with too much money? ”

Zheng Hai sighed, "Who would be afraid of having a lot of money?" He nodded at Anwar and Liuzi, who were standing at the door of the first floor, "My brothers are all dead-eyed, if they knew that we were making white noodles, I am afraid that they would be the first to report me." ”

Ding Zhuo glanced at Anwar and them, and said with a smile, "That's not easy, just find another job for them and break them up." You don't have to worry about the safety of the field, the bald head is definitely no worse than your brothers. ”

Behind him stood a big man, with a fleshy face and no hair on his head. When he saw Ding Zhuo talking about himself, he also said, "Brother Hai, I'm an expert in watching the scene, don't worry if you leave it to me." ”

Zheng Hai snapped his fingers, motioned to the waiter to bring a bottle of red wine, and shook his head while pouring the wine, "No, these brothers came out of their hometown for me, and I told them at the beginning that I will never give them a thin drink in the future." I can't do the work of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. Boss Ding, don't you say? ”

He secretly said in his heart, scolded the person next door, and when he saw that Lao Tzu's nightclub was doing well, he moved his mind crookedly, the first step was to get rid of my brother, and the second step was to drive me away?

When Ding Zhuo saw him say this, he stopped persuading him, drank two glasses of wine and got up to leave.

On the way back, the bald head turned back to Ding Zhuo, who was sitting in the back seat, and said, "Boss, do you want me to find a few brothers to make Zheng Hai's subordinates disappear?" ”

Ding Zhuo closed his eyes and shook his head, "It has nothing to do with them, it's Zheng Hai, an old slippery head, who is watching out for me." ”

After a while, he said again, "Bald, you find a few brothers, preferably with a new face, and keep an eye on me recently, I don't believe it, doesn't he Zheng Hai want to make more money?" ”

"Boss, what do you mean—"

"Hmph, Zheng Hai is a very ambitious person, and he is also a guy who is used to going out of the way, I don't believe that he is not moved. As long as he dares to do it, then- hehe, anyway, you just have to find someone to keep an eye on him, I guess it won't be long before he can't sit still. ”

Zheng Hai does have this kind of plan, he wants to make a lot of money, at this rate, even if he returns to the capital, he will have to wait until the second half of next year, so when will his branch Jihua start?

So, he also put his idea on the white side.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to let Ding Zhuo get a piece of this kind of money-making business, but the difficulty is indeed as he just said, Anwar and the three of them will never agree to him to sit on this kind of business.

What to do?

Zheng Hai looked at Anwar downstairs, his eyes narrowed slightly.