3.58       Quality Issues

The two monks in front of them also stayed for a while and turned their heads. Seeing that they seemed to ignore them, they couldn't help but frown, spitting phlegm on the ground casually, and coughing hard. When they looked at them, they couldn't help but shake their heads, as if they were saying that this was not their target customer, so they turned around and slapped their hands. As if they were not qualified, they walked deep into the path of the bluestone slabs in the woods of Taoist temples.

In response to this, Brother Zhang naturally frowned and thought to himself: "In fact, Taoist priests, monks, missionaries and other religious figures in the world are often the most snobbish. Otherwise, they would not have done the work of the usury ancestor." Thinking of the person coming over excitedly, he then thought to himself, "Isn't this person Xian Haixing, Jiangbei District, Fenglin City, Jiangnan Province?" Thinking of it, he also took a few steps forward.

Brother Zhang smiled at him and said, "Hello!" As he said that, he couldn't help but retract his smile and thought to himself, "How could this person react slowly? If I hadn't known him, I would have regarded him as a gangster on the roadside. A problem of human quality is really a big problem, and I have to start with small daily things. Otherwise, it would be difficult to become a great person."

However, Xian Haixing did not reply for a moment, but looked at Wu Bi carefully.

At the same time, Wu Bipo frowned and couldn't help but shake his head, as if saying, "This person is so rude! He is such a rude guy! Student Zhang, you have to recognize anyone, I'm so faint!"

Seeing that he was shaking his head with martial arts, Xian Haixing didn't look much, and seemed to have not observed it. After waiting for a while, he nodded to Brother Zhang and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, is this?" Asked, shook hands with him, and after letting go, he thought to himself, "Why are these people high-ranking? Is that quality course not being further studied?"

"This is my classmate Wu Bipo, and Mr. Wu is the one."

Seeing Xian Haixing reaching out, Wu Bipo didn't reach out for a moment, and felt dizzy when he went there. He quickly explained, "I'm not a boss!" As he said that, he barely shook hands with him and couldn't help but smiled with a self-deprecating smile.

"Hello, Boss Wu."

"Mr. Zhang is the boss."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xian Haixing asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, when have you learned to be slutty?" As he said that, he looked at him a little, nodded, and said with a smile, "I like this style, this classmate Wu." As he said that, he coughed when he saw him looking into the distance.

"You and I are not classmates!"

Seeing that he didn't look at him, Xian Haixing smiled and said, "You are Mr. Zhang's classmate, and I'm my classmate." As he said that, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and sent it, thinking, "This person is probably a snob. I hope he won't be too involved in the future."

After taking the cigarette, Wu Bipo took out the lighter and thought to himself: "This person is really good at ties!" Thinking of it, he put the cigarette in his mouth, pressed the lighter in his hand, and then thought to himself, "This society is a rape-type ties society! That's really domineering." Thinking of it, when he saw the blue flame coming, he lowered his head slightly and sucked the cigarette.

At this moment, seeing him like this, Brother Zhang had to take out his lighter and thought to himself: "No wonder this classmate Wu can't make money." As he said that, he put the cigarette in his mouth. Seeing Xian Haixing handed over the blue flame, he nodded slightly, and then thought to himself, "I don't know whether the white cat and black cat are. If you weren't lucky these days, I'm afraid you would have been unable to turn over in this life." Thinking of it, he ignited the cigarette and spitted the cigarette. Seeing that he didn't smoke immediately, he took out a business card from the black leather business card holder and handed it to Wu Bipo. He frowned slightly and continued to think to himself, "Behind you are the pursuit of interests!" Thinking of it, he couldn't help but take a deep breath of smoke and looked at the thick smoke spraying in the distance, like the blue Danube.

Wu Bipo took the business card with one hand, and put it in the pocket behind the butt without looking at it, thinking to himself: "I am not a businessman. The salesperson who usually sells insurance and financial management will force me to put a business card. I will not be too lazy to learn the skills of taking business cards like others." Thinking of it, he raised his cigarette and sucked.

Obviously, the action of receiving the business card was a bit stiff.

At the same time, Xian Haixing also frowned.

In response to this, Brother Zhang vomited a blue cigarette and looked at the smoke ring quietly, as if he was a little unhappy. He thought to himself: "This scene is a bit embarrassing."

However, Wu Bipo did not notice the slight changes of Brother Zhang, nor did he look at Xian Haixing's frowning coefficient.

Fortunately, Brother Zhang knew his nature and didn't say anything. However, this did not mean that he had no idea. At this time, Brother Zhang thought to himself: "Why should I say this? Anyway, he can live a life." Thinking of it, he saw him looking at Xian Haixing up and down, and then thought to himself, "It is better to look at people and go through the water, and to step on the snow without traces." Thinking of it, he couldn't help but sneeze.

From this we can see that the person with small eyes is really meticulous! The situation is difficult to broaden. Fortunately, Brother Zhang Yi is just a businessman, not a politician. However, among the politicians, many of them have small eyes.

However, ordinary politicians never have this appearance. This is especially true for great politicians. After all, it requires a little bit of art, poetry and a distant taste.

Of course, there are exceptions to this. In addition, if someone notices this and deliberately changes this, it will be another situation, such as eyebrow trimming or nose augmentation. Everything can artificially control the pattern and quality development.

OK. Xian Haixing, a man about forty-five years old, was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, a black suit pants, and a pair of cotton slippers on both feet.

After a while, Wu Bipo pulled out his business card from the pocket behind his butt, looked at him and then put it back into the pocket behind his butt, and nodded.

Wu Bipo murmured, only Brother Zhang could hear clearly: "What is the member of the Century Writers Association, the investment consultant, and the lot of names, that business card is a variety of things that made me faint." But these words are the dialect of Yanyu City, Jiangbei Province, and there are some linguistic physical barriers.

Xian Haixing is a knowledgeable person. He seemed to hear something but just didn't understand it. He asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, what are you muttering?" As he asked, he slowly withdrew his smile, shook his head and asked with a smile, "Why can't I understand a word?"

Brother Zhang laughed and said, "It's nothing." As he said, he thought to himself, "What are you doing with so many titles, you are a person who writes things? Shouldn't people doubt your quality? It's better to find reasons from yourself in everything."

People who can become friends with Brother Zhang are generally also personal elites. This is because Brother Zhang is personal elites.

So, Xian Haixing naturally didn't believe it, so he asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, can you translate it for me?"

At this point, Wu Bipo seemed to have come to his senses, but looked into the distance and smiled, as if he was saying that this person was really talkative, as if he was talking about how he wanted to know everyone, and he didn't shake his head from time to time, as if he couldn't work if he didn't know the people of the third-rate and nine sects?

"He is a freelancer and likes to think independently." As he said that, he raised the cigarette to his mouth, Brother Zhang continued, "It's just a habit." As he said that, he slowly smoked.

“Yes.”

Wu Bi looked at them with a comprehension, spitting cigarettes, and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm looking at the clouds." As he said that, he hummed from time to time, and stopped explaining this move.

Naturally, Xian Haixing ignored the bowl of rice and shook his head, as if he was saying that it had nothing to do with the purpose of his trip after all.

Not long afterwards, the three of them walked and chatted.

In the end, this ugly daughter-in-law always has to meet her parents-in-law.

So Xian Xinghai slowly spitted out cigarettes and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, have you read the script I wrote?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!