Chapter 039: Fighting Tigers with Strength
Sometimes, we are not choosing between wrong and right, right and wrong, good and bad, but simply choosing who will be better off. The so-called "lesser of two evils" is also.
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Only at this moment did Dong Xiaokui have the mood to see the difference and luxury of this eightfold heaven. Before, the waiter said that the Lanyue Hall was a small hall, and the word "small" was really embarrassing, and the dance hall in the middle of this small hall was big enough. The rectangular dance hall is more akin to the imperial court than a dance hall. The dance hall is rectangular, with four tall columns on each side that can only be hugged by about two people, and on the pillars are gold and colorful totems, and the top of the caisson is decorated with various flowers mainly blue and white, and between the pillars, a curtain of light yarn hangs. Those who played classical music were behind the curtain, and they didn't know what to wear, but under the yellow light of the wall lamps behind them, the people outside could see the shadows projected, as if they were also classical costumes, and it seemed to have returned to the Warring States period, the era of a row of chimes.
The lighting on the dance floor is magnificent, but you can't see where the lights are, as if these brilliance can change with people's emotions. The women on the dance floor are towering with their temples towering, their neon clothes and feathers, and their light yarns are flowing, and the women leading the dancers are graceful, holding a sword that looks like bronze in one hand, picking, pressing, turning, and spinning.....
And the box opposite the dance floor, the place that looks like the emperor's throne is not known who sits, the bead curtain is low, the light gauze curtain, only the figure can be seen reclining on the seat.
Everything is so gorgeous, like a heavenly feast, that people will suddenly forget that this is the world.
Can the person sitting on the seat with the curtain lowered see the delicate dancing on the dance floor? What level of characters are these Eight Heavens? Listening to Ye San's tone before, Sun Guanhua didn't seem to be qualified to come to this Eight Heavens. Dong Xiaokui looked at those graceful dances and thought to herself. Curious about everything around you.
Before the end of a sword dance, someone opened the box door and came in, Dong Xiaokui glanced at it, it was the black suit that was sent out by Sun Guanhua before. He leaned over and whispered beside Sun Guanhua for a while.
This work efficiency is really high, a dance has not ended, and the results are back! Dong Xiaokui was casually watching the sword dance, admiring it in her heart, but also a little stunned. Because I've been really unlucky lately. If the people behind Sun Guanhua have the ability to confront Xu Er, then what he is doing here will not only not save him, but will also offend Xu Er.
It is impossible for the script of life to be staged according to what you wrote. However, fortunately, this time, Dong Xiaokui's luck is really good. After listening to the whisper of the black suit, Sun Guanhua couldn't help but glance over.
Dong Xiaokui naturally pretended not to see his eyes, still smiling, and leaned on the sofa calmly to enjoy the dance.
"Ahem... cough," Sun Guanhua coughed twice.
"Mr. Sun is so busy, but you have to pay attention to your body. Recently, the weather has been dry, and people are easy to get irritable, so Mr. Sun still has to pay attention to it, drink more herbal tea to reduce the fire, and drink less wine. Dong Xiaokui said casually, during the whole process, he just glanced at him with a smile, and continued to enjoy and look at the dance floor.
"Thank you Miss Dong for your concern." Sun Guanhua said as he couldn't help coughing twice, pushed the cup in his hand, and said to the black suit next to him, "Go and change me a cup of herbal tea." β
When Dong Xiaokui heard about it, he probably guessed what the black suit had heard. At this moment, it happened that all the dancers on the dance floor were withdrawn, and the sound of the ethereal guqin floated up, Dong Xiaokui took advantage of the situation to turn around, sat upright, looked at Sun Guanhua with a light smile, and asked, "Sun always wants to keep me for dinner?" β
When Sun Guanhua heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes wrinkled together, which became more obvious. He said, "I don't know if Miss Dong can appreciate her face? β
This is just hypocrisy and politeness, and it is impossible for two people to eat together. Dong Xiaokui's implication was to say, "You are delaying my time", and Sun Guanhua naturally pushed the boat along the water.
"I really want to appreciate my face, it's rare that Mr. Sun, a busy man, has time to invite you to dinner. However, I have an appointment tonight. Dong Xiaokui said casually.
Sun Guanhua looked regretful and said: "I've known each other for several years, but I didn't even invite Miss Dong to a meal, I originally thought it would be okay today." β
"Things that come to a long time, let's look down and don't look up. You say yes, right? Dong Xiaokui smiled and played with the pen in his hand.
"Hehe" Sun Guanhua smiled and said, "That's, that's, I will definitely invite Miss Dong to dinner another day." β
"Mr. Sun is too polite. It's all a matter of chance. However, when Mr. Sun is free, we can discuss antiques and the like together. I've learned a lot over the years. Especially the matter of Ruyao. Dong Xiaokui said casually, leaning back on the sofa as she spoke.
Both are hypocritical politeness. Dong Xiaokui's words also implied a threat, since they all believed that she was Xu Er's person, and she was bound to provoke Xu Er. Horizontal and vertical are things that can't be avoided, so it's better to simply make things more solid, so that Xu Er's Buddha shines for a longer time. It's best to be able to survive until the end of this semester, go back to Jincheng by yourself, or go to Nanyue, and follow this shore and the other side.
"That's a good idea. I can't ask for it. Sun Guanhua smiled hypocritically, and pretended to inadvertently raise his hand to look at his watch, pretending to be surprised, and said, "It's almost five o'clock, delaying your precious time." β
"Nothing precious. We don't have to beat around the bush. I came alone today just to think: This is a matter between me and Mr. Sun, I do owe Mr. Sun money, and this matter must be resolved. Dong Xiaokui said as she swept the previous contract aside.
Sun Guanhua was a little surprised when he saw Dong Xiaokui sweep the previous contract aside, but he was worthy of being an old fox in the workplace, and immediately said calmly: "It's just a broken plate, Miss Dong can solve it as much as she wants." β
"Refreshing." Dong Xiaokui smiled heartily, spread her right hand, and looked at Sun Guanhua with a smile.
Sun Guanhua is also a smart person, he was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted, beckoned Secretary Chen to come up, and took the contract they had blackmailed her before. He didn't hand it over to Dong Xiaokui, just held it in his hand and said with a smile: "This is really unreasonable, it should be invalidated." Jenny, you wait a minute to take it and break it. β
Secretary Chen answered with a "yes" and immediately reached over to take it. Dong Xiaokui stood up suddenly, bowed over, took the contract from Sun Guanhua's hand, turned a few pages, and said with a smile: "We have to reach a consensus." How much money is still there. β
"Broken plates, no money, Miss Dong is casual." Sun Guanhua said as he came over to pick up the contract without a trace.
Dong Xiaokui opened the bag, took the opportunity to put this contract and the previous contract in the bag, and took out a new contract in another compartment, and then said casually: "The money must be repaid." I also know the value of the plate back then. That's good. Fixed price, 180,000, I will transfer all the money to you on Monday, and we will settle it even. How is it? Mr. Sunββ"
Sun Guanhua frowned slightly, and he didn't speak yet. Dong Xiaokui handed over the new contract, handed him the pen again, and said, "If Mr. Sun has no objection, sign this new contract." On Monday, one transfer, two clearances. β
Yes. This was the last contract, in the cafΓ©, and the last agreement with her was that the matter should be resolved as soon as possible, as soon as possible. Deal with her before they find out she's nothing more than a fox and a fake tiger.
Give him 180,000 yuan at one time, one sum and two clearances.
"Where is this that money can solve? It's clearly a conspiracy. Dong Xiaokui disagreed.
On the other side of the strait, he said "bah" and said: "If the matter of this money is not solved, they will be endless, and they will not make any moves." We can't see clearly. β
Dong Xiaokui also knew that this was the case. For the past few years, she has been trying to see clearly. But everything was so smooth that she didn't feel the existence of the conspiracy, and she always suspected that she was too worried.
"So, let's solve the problem of money first, and we have to write the repertoire this time. This last contract, ha, shines on. The other side picked up her notebook and crackled into another contract. took out the calculator and pressed it wildly for a while, and said: "The old lady has been pressing the New Year's money since she was a child, plus she has been opportunistic over the years, smashing pots and selling iron, and she can still make up more than 200,000 yuan." No matter how bad this broken treasure is, it can always solve your. β
The enthusiasm on the other side of the strait made Dong Xiaokui think of Zhu Yun very impurely, and she felt a little uncomfortable. On the other side, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Mother-in-law, don't say it, remember to pay back the money." Don't be scared, the old lady has a normal orientation. Okay, go for it. β
So, Dong Xiaokui had this plan. It's not that it's done once and for all, it's just that I want to force Sun Guanhua to make a later move.
"This-" Sun Guanhua was a little surprised, obviously not expecting Dong Xiaokui's final plan to be this.
"Mr. Sun disagrees? Or stick to your plan? Dong Xiaokui asked.
Sun Guanhua pursed his lips, looked at the contract carefully, and finally said, "Let me think about it for a moment." β
"It doesn't matter." Dong Xiaokui made a gesture of please, and continued to watch the singing and dancing in the dance hall, this time it was a solo dance, the clothes she wore were typical Hanfu, the women's makeup was very rich, and the hair accessories were very simple.
Sun Guanhua came out of the box and said to go to the bathroom, the two black suits also left, and Secretary Chen stood not far away, combing her hair.
Maybe Sun Guanhua didn't go to the bathroom! His temperament is not enough to be qualified to play games. It seems that today's trick is coming to an end.
Dong Xiaokui smiled slightly, took out her mobile phone from her bag at exactly five o'clock, and she sent a text message to the other side: Everything goes well, and it will end in the end, don't worry.
As soon as the text message was sent, Sun Guanhua pushed the door in and said with a smile: "Miss Dong is fast, let's do what Miss Dong says." β
"That's good." Dong Xiaokui signed it first, then pushed the contract over, and said: "There are ten pages in total, the ninth page, the tenth page, and the third page, which need to be signed and sealed by Mr. Sun." By the way, this place is familiar to Mr. Sun. This witness is up to you. β
"Okay, okay, since Miss Dong can trust me." Sun Guanhua took the pen and said to the black suit: "Go and ask Mr. Li to come and testify for me and Miss Dong." β
"I can trust the Nine Heavens. I can trust Mr. Sun's cleverness. Miss Dong leaned back on the sofa, Sun Guanhua signed, the black suit had just pushed the door open, and before he went out, he was stunned at the door, because another person was blocking his way.
Dong Xiaokui and Sun Guanhua looked over at the same time, the black suit was relatively high, and the door was narrower, and they didn't see clearly who the people outside the door were.
(Well, I'd love to do more.) But lately I've been in poor health... I'll try to see if I can write another one more tonight, ha! Don't be stingy with pink tickets. I would have loved to keep this book in the top three. Let the pink ticket come more violently, give me endless motivation!! οΌ