"Have you opened your mouth yet?"
"No!"
"Has Deng Chao come?"
"No!"
"Did you see Zhangkou and Deng Chao?"
"No!"
Wang Youcai ran almost all over the main building of Blue Moon, the east and west wings, but he really didn't see Zhang Er's "Mao" and Deng Chao, and the answers he got were "no". Looking at the time again, it was almost seven o'clock at this time, and Zhang Er's "Mao" was not seen. This time Wang Youcai was really anxious. After hesitating for a while, he ran towards the Dongxiang, and went straight to Song Zhiyuan when he went upstairs. Office.
Song Zhiyuan was answering the phone when he opened the door and walked into the office. It seemed that his face was not very good, and his face was gloomy. Although Wang Youcai was anxious in his heart, he did not dare to speak for a while, but just stood aside slowly. .
It was a long time before Song Zhiyuan put down the phone and said to Wang Youcai with a gloomy expression: "What's the matter? Brother Wang, are you okay?"
"Song Shao." As soon as Song Zhiyuan put down the phone, Wang Youcai hurriedly greeted him, and said anxiously, "Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't come to work!"
"Huh?" After listening to Wang Youcai's words, Song Zhiyuan was surprised at first, and then leaned heavily on the sofa, with a frustrated and disappointed expression. After a long time, he asked softly: "Where is Deng Chao? Is he coming to work?"
"Song Shao, the key is that Deng Chao didn't come either." Hearing Song Zhiyuan's question to Wang Youcai seemed even more anxious. "I wondered that these two guys must have ran away and ran back to Sioux City."
"Hey..." Song Zhiyuan sighed for a long time, and then said with a look of disappointment: "Actually, I already knew that Zhang Er's "Mao" boy would not come."
"What?" Wang Youcai looked puzzled. "Song Shao, how do you know Zhang Er's "Mao" will not come?"
"Hehe." Song Zhiyuan smiled coldly, and then slowly said, "My father called just now."
"What did Mr. Song say?" Song Zhiyuan asked Wang Youcai anxiously before he finished speaking.
"Xu Chenggang talked to my dad. On July 7th, the'Wulin Conference' Chen Ping wanted to use the entertainment industry of Sioux City to bet with us on the Qingyang District site." Song Zhiyuan still looked frustrated. A look of disappointment.
"Gamble, just gamble! What are you afraid of? I don't believe that Chen Ping can find a powerful role!"
"Brother Wang, why didn't you hear the power of this?" Song Zhiyuan looked at Wang Youcai angrily. "Think about it. In the past, the'Wulin Conference' had bet two or three million yuan, and bet on face issues, but now, the bet is huge now. Chen Ping is not absolutely sure that he dared to make such a bet. Also, the old guy Xu Chenggang pretended to remind my dad to worry about us, saying that Chen Ping had hired some master."
"Ah? Song Shao, you mean..." Wang Youcai was also anxious this time, as if he had thought of something. Zhang Er's "Mao" was originally a suspicious identity, but now he ran away quietly as soon as he stunned the snake. Where did he go, besides Su Cheng? Chen Ping invited a master. Who else is this master not Zhang Er's "Mao"? 'Wulin Conference', have you ever played Zhang Er's "Mao"? Can't beat it, this time it is really troublesome.
"Hey..." Song Zhiyuan also sighed long. "Brother Wang, did you make any real effort when you competed with Zhang Er's "Mao" that time? Can he really knock you down within three moves?"
"No." Wang Youcai looked disappointed. "And... And I don't think that guy has done anything real, and he has shown mercy to my men."
"Hey..." Song Zhiyuan was even more disappointed after listening to Wang Youcai's words. "You can't resist Zhang Er's "Mao" three moves. It seems that this matter is really troublesome."
"Song Shao, I... I said something bad, don't you blame me for talking too much?"
"Let's talk, let's talk." Song Zhiyuan looked helpless.
"You said... Knowing that we will lose this competition, why did Mr. Song agree to Chen Ping's request, at least not to use the Qingyang district as a bet?"
"Chen Ping, Hong Xing is a small gang. Since he dared to make such a bet, my father certainly knew that he was prepared, but if you think about it, Hong Xing would dare to make such a bet if My father did not agree to how the brothers on the road would treat 18k in the future, and what majesty there would be in the road after 18k."
"That's true!" Wang Youcai had to agree with Song Zhiyuan's words.
"Also, Xu Chenggang personally talked to my dad this time. If he doesn't accept it, what will the old thing think of my dad? If it offends the old thing, things will be even more troublesome."
"Oh..." Wang Youcai sighed for a long time, and then slowly said after a long time: "Song Shao, don't worry, I will try my best at that time. Even if I lose, I will lose face. I will definitely not. Lost 18k face."
"Yeah." Song Zhiyuan nodded in relief, and then continued to ask after a moment of contemplation: "Brother Wang, have you been to Zhang Er's "Mao" house?"
"Have been downstairs."
"Well, you take a bunch of brothers over right now, if Zhang Er's "Mao" hasn't left yet..."
"I understand!" Wang Youcai understood Song Zhiyuan's meaning as soon as he heard it. He turned around and rushed out of the door, but he was stopped by Song Zhiyuan just a few steps behind him.
"Brother Wang!" Song Zhiyuan looked cautious, put his hand in his arms, took out a pistol and handed it to Wang Youcai's eyes.
Wang Youcai was taken aback for a moment, then he hesitated for a long time before reaching out and taking the gun in Song Zhiyuan's hand heavily.
"Brother Wang, be careful." Song Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and patted Wang Youcai's shoulder gently.
"Yeah." Wang Youcai nodded heavily, then turned and rushed out.
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"Ah..." Deng Chao, who was lying on the bed, yawned, stretched his waist for a long time, and then slowly sat up. "The dog day, it's dark, what time is it? Chunhua, Chunhua..."
"Brother Chao." The door of the room was pushed open, the bedroom light turned on, and Ma Chunhua came over with a smile. "Are you awake, get up, look at what I have prepared for you."
"Oh, what time is it? I'm still going to work." Deng Chao got out of bed after turning over, and then began to dress.
"Seven... It's past seven o'clock." Ma Chunhua hesitantly said.
"Huh?" Deng Chao was anxious as soon as he heard that after seven o'clock, he turned around and fell to the ground with a bang. "Seven... It's past seven? Why don't you call me Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu... Didn't Lao Tzu tell you to call me at half past five?" Deng Chao was anxious, and he yelled for a while when he stood up. Zhang Er's "Mao" in Gouri, doesn't come to work and call Lao Tzu.
"I... Didn't I see you sleeping Zhengxiang? I... I can't bear to wake you up, I don't feel distressed..." Ma Chunhua was so aggrieved by Deng Chao's yelling, and tears almost fell.
"Chunhua you..." Seeing Ma Chunhua's teary look, Deng Chao was also anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "I... I'm not angry with you, just... It's just that I might lose my job when I am late. ."
"Brother Chao, don't go to work. Staying up all night is not good for your health. Besides, just your salary..."
"Well, I'm not a big man anyhow, I don't want to eat soft food, I... I don't mean anything else, I'm going to work." Deng Chao didn't bother to explain, turning around and rushing out the door after putting on his clothes and pants. Go, only Ma Chunhua with a grieved expression left behind.
Deng Chao got into the elevator, went downstairs, and just rushed out of the corridor, Deng Chao was dumbfounded: three cars drove up at the door, and then steadily stopped at the gate. As soon as the door opened, a bunch of guys rushed up.
Deng Chao had never seen this posture, and was really shocked for a while.
Zhang Er's "Mao" is the first-class anxious, Song Zhiyuan's anxious, and now Deng Chao is even more anxious. At the same time, he is really anxious!