Lao Chu is really a big shot. Chen Gulong said he opened several mines near Lanzhou. He started working for Lao Chu as soon as he got there. He was so busy with his new job that he didn't have time to call me. I asked what kind of mine he opened. Could it be a gold mine
Chen Gulong refused to reveal it, saying that it was hard to explain over the phone and that we should talk about it in person. I expected to arrive in Lanzhou in the evening, and asked them to help me book a good hotel, and then have a meal at a high-end restaurant. Anyway, Lao Chuan has plenty of money, so there is no need to save it for him.
I was relieved after hanging up the phone. It seems that not only time is a healing medicine, but being busy can also help people get rid of pain. I am happy that Chen Gulong can cheer up.
At 5:30 in the evening, the train arrived in Lanzhou as scheduled. When I got off the train, I felt excited and nervous. I hadn't seen my old comrades for many years, and I was very excited to reunite with the three musketeers. When I got out of the station, I saw Chen Gulong standing in front of a luxury Land Rover and waving at us. Next to him stood a man of medium height with a big belly, wearing a pair of glasses. He looked familiar, very much like Lao Chu, but not with this figure.
When we were in the army, except for Chen Gulong who was relatively strong, Lao Chu and I were as thin as chickens.
I squeezed through the crowd and got close to them to take a closer look. Damn it, this fat guy could be anyone else but Lao Chu. His face looked swollen and fat. His body looked like he had eaten instant pig feed and was three times fatter. He also wore glasses and looked more refined.
That is also a scum among the gentlemen!
"Brother Feng, I miss you so much!" Lao Chu rushed over and hugged me, tears streaming down his face. It was absolutely genuine, no empty talk without action.
My buddy couldn't help but hugged him and cried. You say that men shed blood but not tears, but when you meet your comrades whom you haven't seen for many years, tears and blood will really flow!
Chen Gulong hugged both of us at the same time. The "three idiots" were finally reunited and were so excited that they were speechless.
"Hey, hey, you three grown men are crying in front of so many people, do you have the nerve to do that?" Shen Bing couldn't bear it anymore.
Lao Chu pushed us both away, took off his glasses and wiped his tears, then said to her with a smile: "You must be my sister-in-law, you are so beautiful, I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life."
I was stunned. This guy is really good. I haven't seen him for a few years. He has become very good at talking. In the army, he couldn't even say a word, but now he is so talkative. No wonder, businessmen need communication skills. The most important thing is to speak human words to human beings, speak devil words to devils, and speak nonsense to those who are neither human nor devil!
"We haven't gotten married yet, so just call me sister." Shen Bing was not polite. She didn't even ask the other person's age and started to call herself the elder sister.
"Okay! Sister, let's go with your brother now!"
After getting in the car, I realized that this Land Rover is worth more than three million. However, the more I look at it, the more it displeases the eye. It looks like a dwarf tiger. Why is it so expensive
Chen Gulong was the driver and drove to the hotel. On the way, he talked about this guy's business. It turned out that he opened several rare earth mines. That stuff is very profitable, all for export, but like the small coal mines in Shanxi, they were opened secretly and had no license. In this day and age, as long as you have money, you can make the devil work, not to mention people. If you make some arrangements, the competent departments will turn a blind eye and no one will bother him.
We checked into the hotel first. My god, this guy is really rich. He arranged for us to stay in a five-star hotel and booked a presidential suite, but only one suite. Then he took us to a high-end restaurant for a reception. The level was really high. I think this meal must have cost more than ten thousand.
Lao Chu asked me if I was used to drinking foreign liquor, how about we order two bottles of Martell or Louis XIII? Fuck him, I heard that a bottle of liquor costs more than 10,000 yuan. No matter how expensive it is, it is still liquor. It will become waste if you pour it into your stomach. Besides, I still drink the 10 yuan Erguotou that is the most authentic. Maotai and Wuliangye can't compare.
So I said to him, "Don't show off. We brothers should be like the army. Each of us should drink two bottles of Erguotou. Whoever can't finish it will not be allowed to sleep."
Lao Chu said with a bitter face: "Boss, this is a high-end hotel. The Erguotou we drank back then is not for sale. Otherwise, if you don't like foreign liquor, let's drink Maotai."
I flapped my head and said, "You can pack some Moutai for me, I'll take it home to drink during the New Year, today we'll drink Erguotou!"
Shen Bing poked me secretly and whispered, "Don't talk so shabby, okay? You drank whatever I told you to drink, and you packed it up. Isn't that a bit shameless?"
Chen Gulong stood up and said, "I'll go out and buy some Erguotou to fulfill Brother Feng's wish."
Actually, there is a tobacco and alcohol supermarket not far from the restaurant. In just a few minutes, Chen Gulong brought back six bottles of Erguotou. Each of us got two bottles, and we didn't even need the waiter to pour them for us. Lao Chu ordered a bottle of Lafite for Shen Bing. It sounded familiar to me, but I only knew it was a foreign red wine, and I didn't care how much it cost.
We drank and talked about our past in the army, and then talked about our current personal lives. Chen Gulong suddenly looked gloomy and kept silent. Lao Chu was talking nonsense, saying that he was married and had a son two years ago. As we were talking, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and kept saying "hmmmm" and hung up, then put it on the table. Just as he was about to open his mouth, his cell phone rang again, this time not on the table, but on his body.
He connected four calls in one go and placed four mobile phones on the table. Damn, rich people are different. They carry so many mobile phones when they go out.
Chen Gulong curled his lips and said to the four mobile phones: "Mistress No. 3, No. 4, No. 5, No. 6, I don't even know which bed he will sleep in tonight?"
Damn, a cell phone means a mistress? Shen Bing and I immediately widened our eyes and looked at him. This guy chuckled and said, "There are two more on me, that's it. These two are pretty good, no..."
Before he could finish his words, a bell rang on his body, making the boy look extremely embarrassed.
During the meal, he basically spent most of the time answering the phone, either with his mistresses or business friends, which ruined the enthusiastic mood at the beginning. When he answered the phone, the three of us clinked glasses, and when the call finally ended, Chen Gulong and I each drank two bottles of Erguotou.
Seeing that we were talking too much, this guy ordered some staple food and explained to us, "Xiao Li is going back to her hometown to move her ancestral grave tomorrow, and I have to accompany her. I won't drink too much today. Tomorrow night we will fight for another 300 rounds!"
I asked Chen Gulong: "Who is Xiaoli?"
"His little... five..." After saying this, Chen Gulong fell asleep on the table.