Just now, Zhou Xiangan introduced Zhuang Buyuan to many people, so almost half of the people in the venue knew who Zhuang Buyuan was.

At that time, they were all glancing at Mr. Feng intentionally or unintentionally.

Business competition is common between different companies, but there are really not many people like Zhuang Buyuan, who make the big with the small and the strong with the weak - at least in the eyes of others - and let the opponent lose so badly.

When I saw Zhou Xiangan introduce to both parties, some people thought, ah, it's going to explode!

Hurry up and watch the show, watch the show, watch the show!

No matter what human status, achievement, and mood of gossip are the same.

Because before humans evolved into humans, they were already keen on gossip.

Who would have thought that Zhou Xiangan would be witty and stop without saying the name of Zhuang not far away!

"This is one of my nephews and nephews, and I want to bring them young people to see the world."

The crowd sighed disappointed and rejoicing.

Mr. Feng really didn't know Zhuang Buyuan, he shook hands with Zhuang Buyuan, and then shook his head at Zhou Xiangan and said, "Old Zhou, it's hard to get in here!" ”

came up with a complaining tone, which made Zhou Xiangan helpless.

"I think at the beginning, you wanted to dig the Phantom Mountain Tunnel, and you consulted my opinion, it can be said that there was no few words from me at the beginning, and there was no Phantom Mountain Tunnel from you." Mr. Feng said, "Don't say that you don't miss the old feelings, our state construction group, whether it is the scale of assets or technical strength, is the first class in the state, such an enterprise, can not compete for a small company with assets of only hundreds of millions, you say no insider, I don't believe it." ”

In terms of age, both of them are about to retire, and they are about the same age.

In terms of level, in fact, Mr. Feng is higher than Zhou Xiangan, and the two of them have had a relationship before.

When Mr. Feng said this, Zhou Xiangan could only smile and not speak.

"Lao Zhou, tell me the truth, that village is not far away, what is the origin? I was also convinced. Mr. Feng asked in a low voice.

"It's just an ordinary person." Zhou Xiangan said helplessly, how do I know where this person comes from?

"You don't say yes, do you?" Mr. Feng shook his head, sighed, and said: "I think we used our own skills to fight the world back then, but now it's good, it's all the world of these second ancestors, Lao Zhou, Lao Zhou, the Phantom Mountain Tunnel is a hundred-year plan!" Aren't you afraid that you will be poked in the back when you die? ”

Then he looked up to the sky and sighed: "There is no hero at the time, so that the shaft is famous!" ”

Zhuang Buyuan was just a little sorry for this Mr. Feng, but at this time he was a little annoyed.

It's right for you to get the project, and if someone else gets it, is there an insider?

Who do you say?

Lao Tzu eats with his ability, why do you point fingers?

Zhou Xiangan squeezed his hand and signaled him to bear with it, don't speak, Zhuang will endure it not far away.

Who would have thought that Mr. Feng was still not satisfied.

"If nothing else, you let this young man judge the judges." Mr. Feng pointed to Zhuang Buyuan and said, "You have a big project of tens of billions, two companies, one with assets of 100 billion, one with assets of only a few hundred million, and one is a time-honored brand in the industry, with strong soldiers and countless meritorious achievements; A family that wants technology but no technology, no one wants people, and even the boss is a hairy young man who doesn't have a hairy head, who would you believe? ”

"I believe in myself." Zhuang Buyuan smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Don't you think young people are too confident, this young man?"

"Mr. Feng, understand the information asymmetry? How do you know that people don't have the technology and no people? ”

Not to mention, how do you know that everyone's hair hasn't grown? Have you seen it? Watching it scares you to death!

"There is a good saying, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you, young people, you have to have this attitude."

"There is also a saying that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach."

"How do you talk about that? Do young people know how to be polite? Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Mr. Feng glared and said to Zhou Xiangan: "Look at it, look at it, the young people nowadays don't even have a little bit of awe!" How do you educate the younger generations? ”

Awe?

Zhuang Buyuan admires Xu Nianwu very much, a vice president is so powerful, Zhuang Buyuan's heart, this Mr. Feng must be a more awesome character in the future.

But now, he found himself thinking too much.

"Lao Zhou, in a place like Phantom Mountain, the construction is so difficult, when something happens in the future and you are held accountable, you will know that I am now a good word......

Mr. Feng and Zhuang didn't talk far away, didn't speculate for more than half a sentence, dropped a sentence, turned around and left.

Didn't fight?

Really didn't fight?

The people who were waiting to see the show were disappointed.

"Brother Zhuang Zhuang, Brother Zhuang Zhuang!" Zhuang Buyuan was also bored, and when he was thinking about whether to leave, he heard someone call him.

"Huh, how many of you?" As soon as Zhuang turned his head, he saw Gao Qing and a few other boys waving at him in the corner, "Why are you here?" ”

"My dad said to take me to see the world...... Gao Qing and a few people were bored to death, "What is there to see, a group of rancid and greasy middle-aged and elderly people ......"

Burst......

Zhuang didn't want to laugh far away.

"It's great that Brother Zhuang is here, come, Brother Zhuang Owner, you can sit." Gao Qing gave Zhuang Buyuan to the main seat, Zhuang Buyuan was not far away, he was not polite, he sat down, and he didn't bother to go to those people to contact the so-called feelings.

Throughout the dinner, Zhuang Buyuan heard Mr. Feng complaining from time to time.

Towards the end of the dinner, Zhuang Buyuan smelled a smell of wine behind him, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Mr. Feng dragging Zhou Xiangan with one hand, burping and saying to Zhuang Buyuan: "Young man, come, have a drink!" ”

"I'm sorry, I don't drink."

"Don't drink if you don't drink! How can a man not drink? ”

"I'm your elder, come and ......," Mr. Feng pointed to the wine next to him, "pour it up." ”

"Boy, you were very arrogant just now, but let me tell you, there are some things that can't be said nonsense, young people must abide by the rules, come, pick up the cup, you toast me with a glass of wine, even if the matter just now is over, what will happen in the future, you come to your Uncle Feng, your Uncle Feng will never say anything!"

"I said, I don't drink." Zhuang Buyuan's brows furrowed.

"Drink, I see if you dare to drink!" Mr. Feng slapped the table, "If you are a man, you have to be like a man, don't be a mother-in-law!" ”

Damn, who are you, Lao Tzu's house can brew the best wine in the world, Lao Tzu doesn't drink it, and my dad doesn't let me drink! Which green onion are you?

"Lao Feng, you are drunk, don't embarrass the child......"

"What? Lao Zhou, you don't educate your children well, I'll help you teach them, some things can't be said nonsense, and some things can't be done nonsense......"

At this moment, Zhuang Buyuan understood better that Mr. Feng was not targeting him, but also at Zhou Xiangan, and Mr. Feng was still haunted by the unwarranted "inside story".

Seeing that Zhou Xiangan was in a dilemma and didn't know how to deal with it, Zhuang Buyuan smiled.

"In that case, I salute Mr. Feng." Zhuang Buyuan pointed to the side, "This cup is too small, bring me a big bowl." ”

Gao Qing looked at Zhuang not far away, and then looked at Mr. Feng, the young man at the table suddenly began to snicker, and helped Zhuang find a soup bowl not far away.

"That's right, Lao Zhou, you see that this kid is much more sensible than you!" Mr. Feng pointed to Zhuang not far away and laughed.

Zhuang Buyuan picked up the bowl of wine, smiled slightly, and said, "A small glass of wine is not a tribute." ”

All of a sudden, it was all splashed on Mr. Feng's face.

(Pay the bill first.) ）