Qian Xiaohao at the door put away his smile, looked at the private room through the door, licked his lips, "I didn't expect Huang Dashao to like watching theaters!"
Huang Bin finished the shower and knocked on the door of the next room. Qian Xiaohao opened the door lazily, looking haggard.
"Xiaohao, your body is not good, just two girls toss you like this?"
Huang Bin looked inside the room and saw that the two girls were also sleeping soundly with their heads in their arms.
"How can I compare with Huang Dashao's bird's nest shark's fin since I was a child with thick tea and light rice!"
"Then you continue to enjoy, I'll go out and do something..."
"Okay, here's the wallet."
Qian Xiaohao took away all the thousands of dollars left in his wallet in front of Huang Bin, and returned an empty wallet.
"Oh, you are really... The money is enough to play all night, you can be careful."
The more lecherous Qian Xiaohao is, the happier Huang Bin is.
There is no shortage of beautiful girls around him, but smart people who can help make suggestions. Since the cycling incident, he has hated Zhu Shenbing more and more.
Even Zhu Shenyou failed to bring him any substantive help. On the contrary, Qian Xiaohao was impressive.
If you can draw Qian Xiaohao around with female sex, this is an extremely cost-effective business.
The Long Mart Supermarket in Xicheng District has been doing good business for many years in a land with a lot of money.
When Huang Bin rushed to the supermarket, it was the peak shopping period after get off work in the afternoon, but the supermarket seemed a little deserted.
I took the elevator to my uncle's office, knocked on the door perfunctorily, and opened the door and walked in without waiting for someone in the office to speak.
"Eh, nephew, what are you doing here?"
My uncle was sitting on the boss chair with a beautiful woman in her thirties sitting on her lap. When someone came in, she got up and tidied her clothes awkwardly.
"My uncle is in good spirits, my nephews are all made big heads by cycling, you don't want to share the pressure for me, just take care of yourself, alas, my nephew is sad."
Huang Bin was pretended to be disappointed, and sat opposite his uncle, took a cigarette and lit it, spitting out smoke rings.
"You go out first."
Huang Zhihong waved his hand to signal the woman to leave, watched the office door closed, and patted Huang Bin on the shoulder with a grin, "Nephew, my uncle is miserable enough, so don't make fun of me."
"Uncle, I caused you trouble with DANCE cycling, but you have to help me this time. If my grandfather finds out, my dad will have to be scolded by his son for helplessness, and I will also have to be locked up at home by my grandfather. !"
Huang Bin kindly helped his uncle light a cigarette, and his frowning expression was winking sympathy.
But Huang Zhihong obviously doesn't take this set. The house is messed up now. He doesn't want to participate in it. He has been treated as cannon fodder by Huang Zhiwen these years. Now he just wants to manage the supermarket honestly and live his own little life.
"Nephew, it's not that my uncle didn't help you. My uncle himself is also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. It's hard to protect himself. Because of your dance bicycle, the sales of this supermarket in Xicheng District have dropped by more than ten percent. I don't know yet. How to explain to the company!"
In the whole thing, the most disturbing thing was Huang Zhihong. Huang Bin was covered by his father, and at most, as Huang Bin said, he stayed at home for ten and a half months.
But his supermarket dropped by more than ten percentage points, and the benefits went straight back two or three years ago. Those shareholders and brothers in the company had to hold on endlessly.
"No, uncle, in this situation, only you can help me."
Huang Bin's tone was very calm, but Huang Zhihong's heart was tumbling, and the urge to curse was sent out from the bottom of his heart, but he did not dare to vent it.
He has been in business with his elder brother Huang Zhiwen for so many years. Although he was disliked by his family brothers because of gambling and ended up managing a supermarket, he has been trained for a long time in both IQ and EQ. How can he not hear what Huang Bin said? .
"Nephew, you grew up, my uncle has been nice to you, you can't be so cheating my uncle, this matter is for me to bear, your grandfather, your father, your uncle, and the third uncle shall not eat me?"
"Uncle, is it necessary for two people to carry things that one person can take care of together?"
Huang Bin smiled meaningfully, "Uncle, don't worry, with me and my dad, no one will dare to deal with you. I am also a good person. When there is a chance to make money in the future, I will definitely be there. In front of Dad, tell me more about you."
Huang Zhihong remained silent for a long time. He sighed helplessly without even taking a sip of the cigarette in his hand. "Nephew, my uncle doesn't believe anyone, I just believe you. You will find a better chance for my uncle in the future. "
"Don't worry, I will."
Huang Bin nodded in satisfaction. The younger uncle was really good to him, and he didn't want to embarrass him, but he knew the truth about abandoning the car to protect the handsome, and presumably the younger uncle also understood.
Huang Zhihong really has no other way. If he rejects Huang Bin, it is equivalent to offending Huang Zhiwen. Between the eldest brother in power and the other brothers, he can only choose the most secure eldest brother.
Anyway, he is already at the lowest point of his life, and guarding such a broken supermarket will no longer have any prospects for development. Even if he helps Huang Bin carry this matter, he cannot be dismissed.
But he got Huang Bin’s verbal promise, maybe when the eldest brother is happy, he can really get a better chance.
Jingcheng Huayuan, a villa with a detached gate and a courtyard, with the words'Yellow House' engraved on the stone slab.
This is Huang Bin's grandfather, Huang Junrong personally mentions the words, the hard personality can be seen in the vigorous pen.
There are several cars parked in the courtyard of the villa, but they are all mid-range cars that are not in line with the atmospheric villa, but the license plates are all very good.
The decorations in the car are also very exquisite, so I should re-decorate after buying the car.
The villas are decorated in European style, which is still very rare in 2002, because many of the house decorations are foreign brands, which are too expensive.
Especially for a villa of several hundred square meters, the decoration cost is enough to buy another house, but for the Huang family, this little money is nothing.
In the open kitchen and dining room, the six members of the Huang family are sitting at the dining table. The old man Huang Junrong has white hair on his head and wrinkles on his face, but he is full of energy.
Huang Bin's uncle Huang Zhiwei and his father sat around the old man, the third uncle and the younger uncle sat down, and Huang Bin sat in the last seat of the younger generation. A family of six, and no woman at the table, went to the kitchen to eat with his aunt.
On the dining table of more than 100,000 yuan, the meals placed are extremely simple, such as fried bean sprouts, stewed eggplant with potatoes, tofu mixed with green onions, braised pork, and seaweed soup.
Four dishes and one soup, the cadres went to the countryside more than ten or twenty years ago, or this is the leadership treatment, but now that the economy is developing rapidly and the quality of life is rapidly improving, this is also the meal for ordinary families.