"Brother Feng, I’m sorry about today’s thing. I … I didn’t think clearly." Fei wiped his face and looked up and said, "You said it would be over if I did it for you."
"Big New Year’s day bad family business where this can’t say the past? 70% of playing here is mixed with the ground. If you have a little contradiction, you will put up a ring here. Then my store can’t pay it back? " Brother Feng said behind his back, "Let’s take 50 thousand, and we’ll forget about it."
Zhu Weiwen looked up. "Fifty thousand dollars is a little too much. Do you decorate the corridor with gold?"
"You can’t get out unless you give it."
"It’s always the black street superintendent. Why don’t I believe you when you keep me from getting out?" Zhu Wei clutching his head in the mind really feel each other a little too much.
Brother Feng smiled. "I don’t care where you are, but you have to lose a penny. Try it."
After that, Brother Feng turned around and left. "Divide the money between the two groups and leave."
"Got it." The messenger nodded.
"All the corridors are cleaned up, and 50% of the customer orders are given to this floor." Brother Feng turned his head and vomited. "I’m going to take some sobering medicine and then toast next door."
……
Ten minutes later.
Brother Feng stepped into the general manager’s office and said softly, "It’s Yin Fei, the black street superintendent and Ma Er. They’re doing it."
"Black street that help? Who is it? " Desk man raised his head.
"Just recently, I compared those old Qin Yu cats."
"ah!" The desk man turned to look at the brain webcast and said, "This kind of business has to be polite to keep things down, otherwise people on the ground will have to do what the yellow shop doesn’t give them face for three days."
"Well, I see." Brother Feng asked with a smile. "Shall I have someone send you some dumplings?"
"Ha ha, I forgot if you didn’t tell me." The other party smiled. "Ok, let someone send it to eat. It’s also the New Year."
"Ah, then you are busy." Brother Feng nodded and left.
……
Hongpafang
Zhao Bao kept wiping his nose and mouth with a paper towel, and his whole head was swollen like a pig’s head. "What the hell are you doing?" Have I always known you well? I haven’t got anything yet, so let people beat me up … They don’t know me, so you won’t shout "Nothing with me?"
Ma Laoer’s wine bottle rolled his eyes and frowned and answered, "Why can I meet them at the door if I don’t see you off?"
"… I let you send? Did I ask you to send it? ！” Zhao Baobao heard these words are a little to abnormal roared.
"Stop arguing."
Qi Lin’s hands are dark and he has slept. His mind is relatively sober and the injury is the lightest. "Wait a minute. Xiaoyu and the old cat ran away and went out for a while."
"Can you go out?" Zhao Bao was worried and asked, "I don’t think those security guards have any quality. Don’t rush in and beat us up later."
"I’m sure I can go out later." Ma Laoer was very wronged in his heart, but there was still a little joy in his heart at the sight of Zhao Bao’s unintelligent sample.
"Hey!"
Just then the door was pushed outside and a younger brother came in and said coldly, "Sir, let’s get married first."
"My friend hasn’t come to deliver the money yet. Wait a minute." Zhu Wei looked up and responded
"That’s 50,000, that’s 50,000, that’s 50,000, that’s two dollars." The younger brother said very reasonably, "You can give that 50,000 to Brother Feng, but you have to give it to us."
Ma Laoer turned to Zhao Bao and asked, "Do you have any money in your pocket?"
"What did you say?" Zhao Bao looks stupid.
"Didn’t you say when you entered the room just now that today is your day?" Ma Laoer asked with a squint.
"I fucking killed you!" Zhao Bao is completely red-eyed. Literati want to fight with hooligans.
"Don’t make so much noise, they still have to beat you up." Ma Laoer leaned forward and said, "Today, it’s Xiaoyu’s treat, so I didn’t go to get the cash. Please help us cushion it for a while and then give it to you when we go out."