"Li Hongfei, tell me, what would you do if you were given 100 million?" Deng Linlin set a false proposition.

"Go abroad to open a factory and use other people's cheap labor to achieve your own business." When Li Hongfei said this, his eyes were very deep and connotative.

"Do you really think so?" Deng Linlin had a strong shock in her heart.

"I thought about it a few years ago, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance." The moment Li Hongfei said that he didn't have a chance, his eyes were slightly rosy. Deng Linlin knew that what he said about no chance was actually no strength and no funds. She didn't remove the layer of paper, which was thinner than the flute, she just listened to his every word very carefully.

Mingli opened her business circle in a very short period of time, and many businesses were successfully won by relying on Jing Chunxiang's introduction. Mingli never figured out that her deliberately ugly appearance turned out to be Jing Chunxiang's butterfly dream, which she didn't expect, and it was something she never understood.

Because Lin Zhihua gave her a lot of help intentionally or unintentionally, there were more and more opportunities to get close to Jing Chunxiang, and through a series of frequent contacts, she suddenly felt that Jing Chunxiang was a very peculiar person. He was cautious but suspicious at every turn, and he never talked about anything that touched on business. He only talks about simple household things to himself. Jing Chunxiang's courage and shrewdness are covered by his honest and straightforward appearance, his eyes emit a faint dark light, he seems to have become a gentle little white in front of her, he is like a junior, has been observing this competitive society. Jing Chunxiang, what are you thinking? Mingli pondered, but couldn't find a clue.

At this time, Jing Chunxiang was on the phone in his office in the Southwest Building Materials City, he was calling Chu Tianling, and a burst of laughter seemed to be deliberately provoking the other party.

"Chu Tianling, the last game was not enjoyable, the stakes were too small."

"And what do you want?"

"Simple, keep coming!"

"Do you still want to lose?"

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose, the key is whether it's worth it or not."

"And how do you want to bet?"

"A game will be won or lost, and whoever loses will withdraw from the Guocheng market." Jing Chunxiang was like eating Chu Tianling, and he howled like a wolf.

"Aren't you afraid of losing?"

"If you dare to bet, you are not afraid of losing!" Jing Chunxiang stood up arrogantly and stepped on the senior chair.

"That's good. Lao Tzu will give up his life to accompany you! In terms of momentum, Chu Tianling was not to be outdone.

"Good! That's it.,It's 2 o'clock this afternoon! After speaking, Jing Chunxiang moved his feet from the chair to the ground again.

"Good!" Chu Tianling did not show weakness in responding.

Jing Chunxiang put away the phone with a smile, and his eyes did not show his weirdness. Immediately, he called Lin Zhihua and asked him to prepare a car to go to the Dragon King Temple.

When Lin Zhihua saw Long San, he was dumbfounded, what kind of plot is this? Infernal Affairs?

Ryuzo tilted his body, no matter how he looked at it, he was still the languishing addict. He had a cigarette in his mouth, which was the most popular red plum cigarette at the time. Smoke drifted freely out of his half-slit mouth, and instead of taking the cigarette from his mouth with his hands, he let the gray-white ash drift in the wind.

"Long San, have you figured out the purchase channels of Heishamian?" Jing Chunxiang left Lin Zhihua in the car, and he came to Long San's side alone and asked softly.

Long San shook his head and leaned against the big lion in front of the Dragon King Temple.

"Difficult?" Jing Chunxiang asked further.

Long San moved the cigarette a few times with his teeth, it was regarded as flicking the ashes, he still put his hand in his trouser pocket, maintained a weak posture, and said softly from his mouth: "It's not just difficult, he has been refusing to divulge half a sentence about the channel." ”

"This old boy's mouth is quite tight." Jing Chunxiang seemed to anticipate the difficulty of this game. 軒軒書

"It's not just tight, it's very tight! Impenetrable tight! As he spoke, Ryuzo let out a long yawn, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground, and he reluctantly stepped on the cigarette with his foot.

Jing Chunxiang looked at Yixi, took out a bag of Zhonghua from his pocket and handed it to him directly, saying, "Smoke this." ”

Long San also took it and took it in his mouth, and then took out a disposable lighter, only to see him rubbing on the gear for a long time and not seeing the flames come out, and then take a closer look, the flint was actually gone, Long San was so angry that he threw the lighter to the ground at that time, and with a "bang" sound, it was torn apart.

Jing Chunxiang smiled and hurriedly handed him the revolver lighter he was carrying from his pocket.

Ryuzo took it and lit a cigarette and prepared to return it to him. I saw Jing Chunxiang wave his hand to stop his movements, and he said, "Give it to you." This is my favorite buddy. You're going to have to take care of it. ”

"Mr. Jing, how embarrassing is this? Isn't that love-grabbing? Long San insisted on pushing but didn't want to.

"Take it. Besides, a man doesn't have any accessories that he can handle, and it's not good to mix in the rivers and lakes. Jing Chunxiang motioned for him to accept it.

Long San was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't expect to get a satisfactory fire, so he was naturally ecstatic.

Lin Zhihua, who was far away, saw this scene, and his heart trembled, isn't this the fire machine he has dreamed of trying to deceive for many years? How could he give it to Ryuzo so easily? Could it be that Long San is more valuable than himself? Thinking of this, Lin Zhihua felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Jing Chunxiang took out a card from the black handbag he was carrying, which was a green Agricultural Bank card. Without saying a word, Long Sanji put it in his trouser pocket.

"Find out the channel of the black sand as soon as possible, I can't wait too long." Jing Chunxiang admonished.

"Good!" Ryuzo stretched out his finger and gestured OK.

Jing Chunxiang pressed his hand on Long San's shoulder and pressed it tentatively. Long San immediately let out an "ouch" and sat down on the ground.

Jing Chunxiang hurriedly pulled him up and said, "Why are you so careless?" ”

Long Sanqiang made a smile, his hand kept wiping the sweat on his head, and said, "Maybe my legs are numb." ”

"You have to do more activities with your little body, otherwise, how can I reuse you in the future?" Jing Chunxiang smiled with satisfaction.

"What Mr. Jing said is that I must exercise more." Long San smiled all over his face and nodded incessantly.

"Okay, I still have a game in the afternoon, you help me go and inform the boss of the game hall so that he can prepare in advance." Jing Chunxiang said earnestly.

"Still playing games?" Ryuzo asked in surprise.

"Keep on The King of Fighters!" Jing Chunxiang tilted his head and stood straight, as if he was Yagami.

"Okay, I'll go." Ryuzo extinguished the smoke, turned around and left.

Jing Chunxiang looked at his back and slowly walked towards his car.

"Mr. Jing, where are we going?" Lin Zhihua asked respectfully.

"Go ahead and drink a bowl of rice noodles." Jing Chunxiang said lightly.

Lin Zhihua knew that he was going to the Shunqing noodle restaurant to eat his favorite mutton rice noodles.

The ignition of a car was accompanied by a sensation of the accelerator, and the car rushed towards its destination with a "zizzle" sound......