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119 A thousand cups of wine meet a confidant

119 A thousand cups of wine will be met with friends

Style doesn't know these, or he doesn't want to understand them.

When I invest, I just need to see the returns, and everything else is secondary. Everything needs to be solved by the boss. What is the use of you, the manager?

Zhang Yang knew his style and personality well. If there was no good news, try not to get in front of him.

Everyone knows that it is Feng Shao’s business. Zhang Yang represents Feng Shao to a certain extent. Wherever he goes, it is not just a god or ghost to avoid Yi, but there are not many people who are blind and dare not give face.

There will be no obstacles in all procedures, and the policy subsidies that should be enjoyed will be fully received. No one will ask for a slap in the face, and then the angry Feng Shao slapped in the face, which will be less fun.

When 1 was launched, Microsoft's NT3 came overwhelmingly, just now it was on the way.

Except for a few related parties, they ordered their subordinates to use ll, otherwise they would do whatever they wanted. Others would install the genuine or pirated TT in the tT.

Those who are "forced" to install ll, because they cannot communicate with tt, are placed there without use and act as zombie fans.

All of this was seen by Zhang Yang, the general manager in charge of ll business, and anxiously in his heart.

Advertising sponsors also have to be proud of their faces, which can last for about half a year, but what we do business is selling products, services, not faces!

Do you sell Feng Shao’s face like this? Is it to make money for Feng Shao or to embarrass him?

Do you really think the nickname of Mad Dog is Bai Qi?

The style is not crazy every day. At least after listening to Zhang Yang's miserable performance report, he is still very calm and calm.

He shook the red wine in his goblet, sipped it, closed his eyes, and seemed to be savoring it. He opened his mouth and spoke: "Romani Condi Winery only produces the most expensive red wine. Have you ever drunk it?"

Before Zhang Yang could answer, the style gave the answer: "You must have never drunk it, because this bottle of wine is worth 500,000, which is not something that a poor person like you can afford. Do you think I am a poor person?"

Zhang Yang quickly flattered: "How could Young Master Feng be a poor man? Young Master Feng is the top young master. You can definitely use this red wine as mouthwash."

"No, no, no, with a fool like you, I will soon become a poor man, and I am very poor and poor."

Zhang Yang had no choice but to make a desperate promise that he would work hard to save the defeat and strive to allow Feng Shao to take a bath with top-quality red wine.

Style shook his head: "Money is a good thing, you don't have it. Your brain is a good thing, you don't have it either. Why don't you contact Wu Da and wait for me to call me in person?"

"Oh oh oh," Zhang Yang nodded desperately, took out his cell phone, and asked again, "What's the number?"

The answer was the expensive red wine. The bottle of wine roared and hit Zhang Yang's forehead. The bright red wine mixed with blood flowed all over his face.

Zhang Yang stuck out his tongue and licked it, smashing it twice: "It tastes good, Xie Fengshou's reward."

Style laughed: "As long as you do, I will be so ruthless to you. I will treat you as a person in the future. Go out and wipe it, don't look like I'm so rude."

He pulled out a bottle from the wine rack and handed it to Zhang Yang: "This bottle of wine is good, you can take it back and drink it! The ll matter may be beyond your ability. You can concentrate on building a website in the future and don't worry!"

Zhang Yang knew that he was truly in the eye of style now, and real opportunities came. Even if Wuda could dominate the world in real-time chat, it would not be difficult to build a successful website with the big tree of the Feng family backed by the Feng family.

After he earned enough money, he would immediately immigrate to the United States and build his own website. That was the real freedom, right?

Ambitions like style.

Just like raising a dog, if it is not wild and cannot catch prey, it is better to slaughter it directly to avoid wasting food. The greater the ambition of Zhang Yang, the harder he will work and bring more prey to his owner.

As for whether to bite back, the style doesn't think there is such a possibility.

Zhang Yang's foundation is not clean, and the Zhang family's foundation is even less clean. The reason why we can breathe a sigh of relief is that everyone doesn't want to do things too well and leave a last look.

If Zhang Yang has a slight betrayal, his style will guarantee that he will send all the family and the whole family, and it is legal, so that no one can find any fault.

Wu Da looked confused when he received a call from Style.

Are we familiar with each other? Why call me?

I also said that there are peerless wines at home, and I want to eat them together with Wu Zong, and by the way, I will talk about the issue of how to distribute the market.

Assign your sister!

Now that the entire market is contracted by me, do I need to talk nonsense to you?

Don't go!

I wanted to refuse directly, but Lin Shiying stopped him: "It is better to resolve enemies than to make them. You don't have any deep hatred with Style. Is it worth offending him if you die like this?"

Wu Da really wanted to say, why didn’t he have a deep hatred? He forced my cute little Qiqi away. I was deeply hatred with him!

Considering that Lin Shiying was about to give birth soon, Wu Da made a kind decision to temporarily hide the truth that Xiao Qi is a woman and her own woman.

To be honest, in Xiaoqi's case, style has been a matchmaker.

If it weren't for the style of pressing each step, maybe I would never know the truth that Xiaoqi is a woman. Even if I know, it wouldn't be possible to have sex when both of them are not calm.

Forget it, go have a drink with style and just treat it as a Xiemai wine.

When I saw Style again, Wu Da realized that this seemed to be the second time he met Style.

The first time, when I was saving Lin Shiying, my stunning style shot left a deep impression on Wu Da, and I really met the lawlessness of the top dandy.

This time, could it be that I would have to shoot myself again?

"Bang", style pulled out the bottle plug, poured two glasses of champagne, one glass in one hand, and walked over with a smile: "Come on, taste this expensive Cook champagne. It's not that I'm stingy, but when people hold a celebration banquet, they drink this, which is also a wish for our cooperation to be successful."

Wu Da looked around and saw that there was no one in the club that used to be bright and bright, and there was no one there. Is this a good time to close the door?

Style smiled indifferently: "To show my sincerity, I closed my business today, and there is only one customer, and that is you."

Wuda took the wine glass and glanced at it, as if comparing who had more wine in the glass: "Or, let's change it?"

"You have read too many martial arts novels. Are you suspicious of me for poisoning?" Style is so funny, "I really want to kill you, I can use this? Don't think that the Lin family is so powerful. At critical moments, they may not be able to protect you."

"It's okay, I can protect myself and my family." Wuda put the champagne on the table. "I might prefer Erguotou to drink like a man, rather than stroll around with a glass of wine, and at the end there is still half a cup left."

Style shook his head, as if he was not worth it for Wu Da's old hat behavior. He rumbled in his mouth like rinsing his mouth, and then swallowed it in one mouthful.

"Do you know how much this glass of wine is worth?" Style began to show off your wealth again. "The real land price is not more expensive than gold."

Wuda's most annoying home show-off, a thing that is similar to urine from color to bubbles to taste, you can even feel superior to others?

This person really regards himself as a Western nobleman.

After hearing what Wu Da said, the sip of champagne that had just been put in his mouth was stuck there awkwardly.

It's not appropriate to swallow, it seems like you're drinking urine.

I vomited, are you peeing with your mouth?
Chapter completed!
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