"Didn't you??" Yan Yueyue snatched the contract in Ma Xiaoyun's hand, and looked at it carefully inside and out, but there was indeed none.

Huang Ziming pulled the corners of his mouth,

"How? Didn't you? Our company is a joint-stock company, as long as there is no company seal, no one can sign it! ”

Ma Xiaoyun's eyes widened and he roared,

"Why did Mr. Zhou go to the hospital, and in which hospital, I want to ask clearly!"

Huang Ziming sneered,

"Don't waste that energy, you guys think about what your shop is going to do first!"

As soon as they heard this, Ma Xiaoyun and Yan Yueyue glanced at each other, and Yan Yueyue asked,

"What do you say?"

"Now, I'll give you a shop, but that's what it ......means," Huang Ziming said, rubbing his right index finger and thumb against each other.

Ma Xiaoyun was stunned, and didn't understand what it meant for a while, but Yan Yueyue suddenly understood,

"What do you mean?"

Ma Xiaoyun looked at the two of them back and forth, with doubts on his face,

"Sister Yueyue, what are you talking about? I don't understand! ”

"Hehehe, little girl, are you young and just learning to do business?" Huang Ziming smiled, revealing a row of yellow teeth.

"You...... You make me feel disgusting!! Ma Xiaoyun looked up with disgust.

Huang Ziming turned his head to look at Yan Yueyue and compared two fingers,

"You're more sensible than her, for the sake of you're a sensible person, this count......"

"Two hundred?" Ma Xiaoyun asked.

Huang Ziming snorted disdain from his nostrils.

"Little girl, you think too much! Two thousand! ”

"Two thousand?? You don't want the lion to open his mouth!! Ma Xiaoyun immediately jumped up and slapped the table in front of Huang Ziming.

Huang Ziming leaned back, picked up a cigarette from the table and lit it casually.

"Do you want to...... I have people here who want to rent a shop, but they are queuing up on the street! ”

"We want it!" Yan Yueyue put down a sentence and pulled Ma Xiaoyun up,

"We'll come over tomorrow and pay the money!"

"Sister Yueyue, you ......" Ma Xiaoyun was pulled by Yan Yueyue and staggered out of the door.

Out of the investment promotion office, Yan Yueyue stopped and stared at Ma Xiaoyun's face,

"Xiaoyun, now we have no choice, Dabao Qiangzi and their money are out, Brother Zhang's seafood is still waiting for us to do it, what if we don't do it here?"

Ma Xiaoyun bit her lower lip and snorted,

"Sister Yueyue, but where does the money come from?"

"I'll figure it out ......"

"Sister Yueyue, you ......"

Yan Yueyue shook her head,

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it! Let's go back first! ”

It was almost evening when the two of them returned to the hut, and they just happened to meet Wang Dabao, Qiangzi, Tiezhu and the army also happened to come back one after another, and before they saw anyone, Wang Dabao's loud voice shouted,

"Sister Yueyue, Sister Yueyue, it's so good, it's so good!"

Yan Yueyue hurriedly came out of the house and welcomed a few people in.

"What's wrong? Don't be in a hurry, say it slowly! ”

Wang Dabao grabbed the water cup on the table, raised his head and drank it all, and then said while gesturing,

"The Donghua City where Qiangzi and I went, the night market that people did was called a high-end atmosphere.

Rows of plastic seats with yellow backrests, long wooden tables of uniform color in the middle, and all kinds of late-night snacks on both sides of the night market. ”