"What a big breath!"

Da Fu looked at Wu Zhihui, who had a hard tone and didn't give him face at all, and couldn't help but smile angrily, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, you Wu Zhihui is enough, then I'll see how capable you are!" ”

"That's my business."

Wu Zhihui tilted his head and didn't look at him: "I, Wu Zhihui, do things, and I don't need to prove anything to anyone." ”

"Brother Tian!"

Da Fu's chin was raised, revealing a proud look: "You are also here today, and you also heard Wu Zhihui's words." ”

"He said it himself, and when the time comes, what will happen to the night business on his territory, don't come to me again."

In the eyes of the great mourning, Wu Zhihui's speech is simply fantastical, there are so many women who play around in a night game, there is no continuous supply of fresh blood, and they are tired of playing twice, who will come.

Wu Zhihui can't do without his supply of night girls, and he can't do without it at all.

"Well, come out and mix, talk to count, I'll help you remember."

Ren Qingtian didn't know where Wu Zhihui had the courage to say such a thing, but he was a little curious.

Then the conversation changed: "Since this matter is settled, then I will talk about the second thing today." ”

"Big funeral, Hui Zai is going to get a wine association, take care of the drink problem in the nightclubs on everyone's territory, and at the right time, you let those nightclubs on your territory listen to Hui Zai, and I will also talk about Uncle Xing and Feilong."

Ren Qingtian briefly described to the funeral what the Wine Association was all about: "Of course, the benefits are naturally indispensable to you, and you and them have a share." ”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Da Fu sneered and did not hide the disdain in his words: "I don't know what Wu Zhihui has in his head, but what I have in my head is definitely not feces and urine." ”

"Drinks Association, do you know who you will offend? This kind of money is not something that a cat or a dog can get, and I'm afraid that I won't know how to die when the time comes. ”

He refused simply and neatly, and did not give Ren Qingtian face at all: "Brother Tian, I don't know how you are so confident in him, don't say that I don't give you face, I will definitely not be involved in this matter." ”

"Brother Tian's money is so simple, but my funeral is different, it is all earned by the brothers with their lives, and I will definitely not bring about my own destruction."

In his opinion, Wu Zhihui set up a liquor association to go to those big manufacturers to collect fees, not to make lanterns in the toilet.

In the past few years, the mixed clubs are not bullish, but the big industrialists who are bigger and stronger, who look glamorous and upright on the surface, but behind the scenes, they are playing darker than their clubs.

A mere Wu Zhihui dares to play like this?

Wait for death.

"Are you sure?"

Ren Qingtian listened to the words of the great mourner, and his brows couldn't help frowning: "If you do it, the benefit given to you will not be less." ”

"Who wouldn't have a blank check?"

The big mourner leaned on the seat, biting a cigarette and looking like a hanger, and glanced at Wu Zhihui: "There will be no less profit to pay back my share, I'm afraid I won't have this life to get to that point, I won't follow." ”

Although Ren Qingtian is a talker, everyone has their own plates, and it is natural for them to refuse in a big funeral.

"Since that's the case, then Brother Tian didn't say it."

Wu Zhihui snapped his fingers: "Brother Mourning is playing big, and he is not interested in this kind of small fight, and Brother Tian doesn't have to force it." ”

"Okay."

Ren Qingtian didn't say anything more when he heard this, and stretched out his hand: "Come, drink tea." ”

"Go first."

The mourner picked up the teacup and drank it all, got up and left directly, not forgetting to look back at Wu Zhihui deeply.

"Pounce on your grandmother, useless thing."

The group went out and kicked the glasses out directly, and fell a dog shit: "I took you to find a field, you don't dare to put a fucking fart in front of Brother Tian, shit, you deserve to be pierced." ”

The mourner got into the car with a scolding, lit a cigarette, slightly raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a sinister smile, and muttered: "Alcohol Association? Hehe, I'm going to help them step on you. ”

In the tea room.

"Brother Tian."

Wu Zhihui helped Ren Qingtian pour the tea: "The analysis of the funeral is very reasonable, in fact, I have some questions, why Brother Tian supports me so much." ”

"If you are bigger, you will always understand a truth, and the risk of investment and return will always be comparable."

Ren Qingtian smiled and shook his head: "If we don't have any courage at all, how can we make it big?" Don't be suspicious of employing people, don't use suspicious people, I think you can do it, then vote. ”

Between words.

He pulled a newspaper out of his pocket, opened it and laid it on the table.

The enlarged fonts on the side are very eye-catching:

The Chinese are poor, but they are absolutely not afraid of death in war.

"Huh."

Ren Qingtian pushed the newspaper in front of Wu Zhihui: "Look, how domineering it is." ”

"Bold enough."

Wu Zhihui looked at the newspaper and nodded: "Stylish!" ”

"Hui Zai."

Ren Qingtian raised his eyelids and looked at Wu Zhihui with a flickering gaze: "Hui Zai, the negotiations are underway, I estimate that the ghost guy is about to start retiring, and several friends around me have now begun to join the banana nationality." ”

"I have a very good relationship with him, I knew him when I first entered the industry, and he is now quite good, very skillful, and very familiar with ghosts."

He leaned forward, and his finger tapped on the bold headline of the newspaper: "I myself am already preparing to become a banana citizen, I admire you very much, and I like you very much." ”

"It just so happens that I am familiar with him again, I will go and tell him, by the way, I will help you fight for a place, and help you transfer to banana nationality together, you don't have to worry about the cost or anything, Brother Tian will help you get it."

"If you have enough money, you don't want to stay here, you can leave at any time."

"I don't want it."

Wu Zhihui refused without thinking about it, and looked at Ren Qingtian as a matter of course: "Turn?" Why should I turn? Chinese, why bend over to do what banana people do?! ”

He shook his head and looked directly at Ren Qingtian: "Brother Tian, what you do in this matter is your choice, I will definitely not turn around." ”

There was a pause.

He added: "Actually, I hate ghosts so much, very, very hateful, when I was young, my family was poor, and my old bean's biggest idea was to let me go to the police academy and be an errand guy, so that I could have an iron job bowl." ”

"Let's not talk about whether I have the ability to go to the police academy or go on an errand, but I don't even want to refuse it, I will never work with those ghosts, and I will whisper to the ghosts."

"They don't belong here, it's a matter of time before they get out, I wish I could come early and join the bananas? Jokes. ”

"Huh."

Ren Qingtian smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, you young people have your own ideas, and Brother Tian won't force you anymore." ”

"You can do the things of the night club, and if you need help with the affairs of the Wine Association, just tell me, Brother Tian will support you."

The two chatted a few more words, and then Wu Zhihui got up to say goodbye.

"Tsk..."

Ren Qingtian looked at Wu Zhihui who was leaving, pulled out a big black star from his waist, and skillfully withdrew the loaded bullet.

What he just said was just a temptation on his part.

If.

Wu Zhihui really agreed just now, and Ren Qingtian would not hesitate to give him a bullet.

This kind of person who has brains and ambitions and is not popular is easy to rely on ghosts, and he must not stay.