[This chapter is yesterday, and there is another chapter later, and it is being coded...]

The two of Zhang family left, and I guess the Lin family hawks who were ambushing the seed bar also retreated. The reason why they asked me to come to this place was to meet the preferences of young people and reduce my vigilance. Another reason was probably that I felt that I had some friendship with this manager named Ma Dalei that could be called "deep". If something made a little noise, it would be convenient to wipe my butt. Of course, even if my friendship was weak before, I could afford to buy him a bottle of Burgundy wine from Rome Conte Winery in 1990s, and the friendship could immediately become warm. After all, the relationship between merchants and merchants was a deal of money. This was the prudence of tension, and the details could be kept clear. []

But what Zhang Li didn't expect was that this hunched over and sleek Manager Ma, who was more cautious and sleek than him, was actually a cruel person who was more cautious and unsparable. He hid his background deeply. In this way, if he did not communicate with others, Zhang Li would have ten more courage and would not dare to touch me. Or, he would not dare to make trouble on Manager Ma's land, because Ma Dalei was not a businessman at all, and there was no choice of interests. Moreover, because the god sister of Su Zhuliu, the eldest son of the capital who made him awe and even tremble, was the little boss of the seed bar that had always existed in various legends but had never taken off the mystery veil, suddenly appeared on the stage and sang to me...

Zhang Li was curious, but he didn't want to know who his restraint was obviously stronger than Zhang Mingjie, but it also proved that his spirit was much more fragile than his son - a little boss pulled out of a fucking brother had already made him unable to digest it. He didn't want to know what a stronger background had to be related to me. It would be better to cover up the bell and retreat while he was retreating now, and give himself the confidence to make a conclusion that "Chu Xiaogui and Master Su from the capital are enemies but not friends."

Of course, there is another reason for Zhang Li to leave. Perhaps Zhang Mingjie, who was unwilling to accept it, could not understand it. After all, Lao Zhang lived for decades and became the second-in-command for most of his life. The ability to observe words and expressions he developed was by no means overwhelming. He could feel that the young Master Su could neither see nor want to see his fat body in his eyes. So when Qiu Meimei finished singing the song below and applauded with Master Su, he left quietly, without saying goodbye, not being embarrassed, nor taking the opportunity to curry favor with him. Everything was just right.

Sima Yang made a phone call gesture in secret and walked with the Zhang family.

"The old man in the mall is more cautious and lacks courage. The impression is that he left me, but it is not a good impression. He is too slavery and cannot make it through all obstacles. At most, he will build roads later. He has been the second leader of a large group like Fengchang for decades. It is not wronged, but it is already the ultimate. If he is not satisfied, he will overestimate himself." Mr. Su lay on the railing, still not looking at anyone when he spoke, as if he was muttering to himself, but he cut Zhang Li thoroughly.

I sat back to my previous seat and asked Manager Ma, "Can you get two glasses of water?"

Manager Ma smiled and said, "Of course."

"Three cups," Mr. Su sat carelessly across from me and Liusu, looking at me with interest and said, "Why don't you invite me to have a drink?"

I asked back, "Why do you ask?"

Mr. Su thought about it and the answer made me speechless, "You eat and drink here for free, and I have to pay for the drink here."

Manager Ma smiled and bowed and stepped back. He was still the same philistine and humble slave. He didn't seem to worry about anything going to happen between me and Su Zhuliu.

"The young man in Beijing lacks a cup of water?"

"Why don't you do it without following the favor?"

“Is there any benefit?”

"No, you and I can't be friends."

"I have self-knowledge and can't afford to climb."

"It's not the reason," this guy spoke very furiously, 'It's not the reason', that is, he does not deny that 'can't afford to climb'

This is a reason, "Everyone in the circle knows that Su Zhuliu is a petty man."

I rubbed my chest that was in pain and nodded honestly, "You can see it."

Master Su smiled in surprise and said, "But no one dares to say it... except Xiaobai, you are the first one."

“It’s a great honor.”

"Aren't you afraid?" Su Zhuliu had a harmless face, crossed his fingers on the table, his hands were white and slender, "In a sense, I am more terrifying than the desperate in Qianlong Manor."

Liusu was inevitably nervous when she heard this. I put my hand on her thigh and smiled calmly, "Fear, but fear is also a feeling. It's a time when you feel numb. I don't know how powerful you are, but recently I have been tricked by a small-minded woman who is the same. The difference in level is like a cat and a mouse. Black cat and white cat are not important. It doesn't matter whether the black cat is powerful or white cat is powerful, because I am just a lower-ranking person in the food chain - that mouse, any cat can kill me, why bother me to think so much? Haha, let's talk about it, at least you haven't done anything to me yet, right?"

Master Su was stunned for a while and smiled, "The capital circle has been talking about what kind of man you are recently."

"oh?"

"A funny man."

"Where is interesting?" If Sima Yang hadn't signaled me before leaving and signaled to confirm safety, I would have notified me, I would have taken Liusu home long ago. The depressing trembling feeling when facing Su Zhuliu was not at all, but I had to force myself to hold on, and my intuition told me that he was far more dangerous than the Zhang family.

"I don't know, so it's interesting..." Master Su paused and asked, "Do you understand the foreign language song that Meimei just sang? Do you think it sounds good?"

"I didn't understand, so I didn't dare to say it sounds good or not," I didn't have the nerve to slap the swollen face and said frankly: "It seems to be in French..."

"It is said that it was a must-sing song for Xiaobai when he was drunk and crazy. It was called "I Don't Want to Work", but Meimei had never learned French. There were at least two or three wrong pronunciations in each sentence," Su Master lit a cigarette and suddenly said with great enthusiasm: "The fat man named Zhang left without saying a word. In fact, he tried hard to leave a good impression on me. He maintained his arrogance in front of you, and did not deliberately come to get close to me. However, he insisted on waiting for Meimei to finish singing and applaud before leaving. He was pretentious. He was either afraid that he would make me disgusted with him without admiring the show, or he deliberately wanted me to feel his love house and black. In fact, he was like you, and he didn't understand what Meimei sang at all. I really understood, dared to frown, and said

Maybe I will take the initiative to ask him to sit down and have a drink, say whatever he wants, and do whatever he wants. This is a man. Unfortunately, he is afraid that I will not give in and lose his face, so he will think about it and be a sloppy idea. So I said that he is more cautious and lacks courage. He cannot be surpassed as a supporting role. He is destined to fail because he is too easy to see through. If you don’t believe it, we can make a bet. In the next period of time, he will come often, while stabilizing and deepening his friendship with Ma Dalei, while waiting for the rabbit to create the next encounter with me... This opportunity is fleeting. If I don’t come here to drink in this life, he will miss it forever."

"No need to bet, you win." That was indeed Zhang Li's way of dealing with people. I was secretly shocked. Su Zhuliu had never looked at Zhang Li from beginning to end, but in just a few minutes, he saw through what Lao Mo had spent his whole life seeing through...

Master Su sighed and said, "If the person who was pressing on him invited me to drink, I would consider that it is not difficult to raise a servile guy who is cautious enough to develop a slave. What is difficult is to raise his inferiority complex that is deeply rooted in his bone marrow but not knowing it... Like me, maybe, like you in the future."

I am a grassroots little person, how dare I compare with this young master in the capital? Whether he is sincere or not, this statement sounds more like a sarcasm to me, "I have no ability and no ambition."

Master Su smiled, said nothing, suddenly jumped on the topic and asked, "How far have you and Xiaobai developed?"

"Who is Xiaobai?"

The person who asked was Liusu, and I was confused.

"My sister is also the big boss here," the answer was not Su Zhuliu, but Qiu Meimei, the cow sister who had just run up. Seeing that I was still struggling, she smiled and said, "It's what you call the third lady."

It seemed to be expected and reasonable, but I was still surprised.

This little cow was arranged by the third lady to the opposite door of my house?! What is her purpose? Are you monitoring me?

"I know what you want to ask, but please answer his question first," Qiu Meimei, who was wearing heavy makeup, looked dazzling gossipy. "How far have you and my sister developed? Holding hands? Kissing? Have you been in bed? Tell me, tell me, is my sister a legendary sex + cold + indifference?! How did she react in bed? Goddess? Queen? Reserved ladies or unrestrained sluts?"

Every time she asked, Liusu and Su Zhuliu's faces increased a little ugly, even though they knew that this girl was deliberately stimulating them for fun...

Liusu is easy to say, but I can't afford to offend Su Zhuliu, and said with a smirk: "Your wish is beautiful, my reality is cruel. She forces me to kneel down now. What level do you think this should be?"

"She forced you to propose?!" Qiu Meimei either pretended to be stupid or was really stupid. She covered her face hard and squeezed her mouth into an O-shaped shape. "Oh, the one who bought the cake, she finally began to worry about her lifelong affairs~"

Looking at Su Zhuliu again, his face was as white as snow. When he pinched the cigarette that had not been taken twice in the ashtray, his delicate hands were obviously trembling because of his irritability. He actually took Qiu Meimei's words seriously-

He admitted that he was a very petty man, and I also believed that Zhang Li was so afraid of him. It was not just because he had an extraordinary background. Ma Dalei also had his muscles and nerves when he talked and laughed. It proved that he was very likely to be a freak with a capricious mood. More importantly, he had already poured at least twenty bottles of beer in his stomach... So I instinctively raised my vigilance. Almost at the same time, he grabbed the ashtray, suddenly stood up and smashed it on my head, but his face was still lazy and indifferent...

I leaned back in time, let him smash the air, and then copied the table, forcing Su Zhuliu to retreat a few steps. When he was about to jump up again, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the side, as fast as lightning, hitting his face. Su Zhuliu reacted quickly, with his arms covering the face, but saw the black shadow sinking suddenly, and then he got up again, and had already kicked the middle lane. Even a god didn't have time to block it again, and he ate a firm kick in the lower abdomen.

Liusu and I were stunned and looked at the cow sister who was standing sideways and raised her beautiful legs. Even wearing high heels, she still had a steady body without any swaying...
Chapter completed!