novelones Chapter 1188 Buy
Chapter 1188 Buy
"What are you talking about..." Jiang Jiang was a little confused, "If we leave, what will happen to the store? My family depends on this store for food... Besides, I haven't finished my studies yet."
Ying Fu did not answer. He just glanced at the small lobster restaurant, turned on his mobile phone, sent a message, and then walked to the end of the street.
"Hey...you're leaving now? You ordered so much and didn't finish it. What a waste!" Jiang Jiang couldn't help but say as he looked at the crayfish that was less than half eaten.
"I have something else to do."
Ying Fu said without turning his head.
As Ying Fu walked away from the crayfish restaurant, about ten minutes later, Fu Kun and Zheng Zhiqing came running hurriedly from a distance!
"Boss, what's going on?"
Zheng Zhiqing wiped the sweat from her forehead and subconsciously wanted to call him "Your Majesty", but she immediately changed her words when she remembered that Yingfu had said to call him "Boss" when there were outsiders around.
Ying Fu glanced at them.
"Who of you two is richer?"
"?"
Almost at the same time, Fu Kun and Zheng Zhiqing raised their hands and pointed at each other!
"He! (She!)"
Ying Fu was too lazy to ask in detail, and said to Fu Kun first, "Did you see that crayfish restaurant? Go and buy it."
Fu Kun: ???
"Ah?" Fu Kun looked blankly at the shabby little restaurant in the distance, his expression was extremely interesting, "No, Boss... why are we buying this? Are we going to develop a late-night snack industry in Wushan?"
Ying Fu looked at him again.
"...Yes, I understand." Fu Kun replied with gritted teeth.
"Remember, give more money."
"?"
Fu Kun has been in the business for so many years, but this is the first time he has heard such a request.
"After the purchase, have the father and daughter leave Wushan as soon as possible... it would be best if they leave tonight."
"Um...Okay, I'll do it right away."
Although Fu Kun didn't understand what Ying Fu was thinking, he still walked towards the crayfish restaurant obediently. At the same time, Ying Fu turned his head and looked at Zheng Zhiqing.
"Give me the list."
Zheng Zhiqing immediately took out the list that she had prepared long ago, "Your Majesty, are we going to start tonight? Isn't that too hasty?"
Yingfu's eyes swept over the names marked in red one by one, and he spoke lightly:
"We don't have much time left."
……
As the last performance ended, the dinner came to an end amid warm applause.
At this time, Han Xiang had already fallen on the table with a red face, as if he was drunk... and Sun Bumian was still hugging his neck, burping and speaking softly:
"Xiao Han... have another drink, another drink... your grandfather's alcohol tolerance is much better than yours."
Chen Ling returned to his seat, tasting the dishes absentmindedly while pondering the meaning of Ying Fu's last words.
At this moment, Sun Zhongliang slowly stood up from his seat, holding his wine glass.
The director stood up and everyone immediately returned to silence. Everyone looked at him, knowing that this was the final summary speech of the dinner... Sun Zhongliang drank a lot and his cheeks were red. He glanced at everyone and a complex look flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Everyone, tonight is a banquet, we won't be discussing business... The most important thing is that everyone eats and drinks well."
"Tomorrow, you may need to get up early and arrive at the Mid-Levels Hotel before 12 o'clock. We will have a meeting there on time... The specific meeting topic has been sent to everyone in advance."
"I'd like to emphasize one last thing here. Everyone must be punctual and arrive as early as possible..."
"Everyone, go to bed early!"
After saying this, Sun Zhongliang, supported by the staff, walked out of the banquet venue drunkenly.
No one seemed to have expected that Sun Zhongliang's speech would be so brief, but to be honest, no one would care what was said in the dinner summary. A little less formalism would be better for everyone.
Soon, everyone left the venue one after another amidst heated conversation and laughter.
Sun Bumian glanced at Han Xiang who was unconscious on the table, clicked his tongue, then stood up and walked out of the venue. Chen Ling followed silently behind him.
"Hello, what's the meeting agenda?" Chen Ling asked.
"Hmm... it seems to be about discussing how we, as a member of the cultural power, should act in the new international situation to pass on culture and export it to the world... that's about it." Sun Bumian spoke uncertainly.
"Alas, the theme of this kind of conference is the same every year. There's nothing special about it."
"Oh……"
Chen Ling had thought that the Wushan Conference would bring so many people together to discuss some serious and confidential topics, but after listening to Sun Bumian's description, she immediately lost interest.
"I'll do the same thing tomorrow and take you in?"
"No need. My goal has been achieved. There is no point in attending the meeting."
Chen Ling came to the Wushan Conference to take back Chu Changqing and disrupt Ying Fu's plan, so that he could not obtain a large number of ministers from here through the palace examination. Now that Chu Changqing has been captured, Ying Fu will definitely not make a move in public at the meeting. He will most likely choose to make a move at night or early in the morning when the guests are alone...
In that case, it doesn't matter whether he goes to the meeting or not.
"Oh, then remember to transfer the money!" Sun Bumian immediately added.
"Don't worry, I can't run away."
"Okay, okay... By the way, where's Shen Nan?"
"He went to see Sun Zhongliang privately and asked about Wu Shan's death."
"Then where are we going now?"
Chen Ling did not answer immediately, but turned back to look in the direction of the banquet hall...
Han Xiang, who had originally passed out drunk on the table, had disappeared long ago, as if his drunken appearance just now was just an act. As soon as everyone left, he had already left quickly.
"I have to meet someone." said Chen Ling.
"Who?"
"Chu Changqing."
……
The clock ticked on the wall of the cabin.
Lu Xun, Yang Xiao, Su Zhiwei, and Chu Changqing sat at the eight-immortal table, looking out the window and the time on the wall from time to time, seeming to be very uneasy...
"So, when will the person you are talking about come?" Chu Changqing couldn't help but ask.
Yang Xiao glanced at his phone. "It should be here soon. He just sent a message saying that the dinner is over. He should be on his way now."
Chu Changqing nodded, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"I'm still very curious, what kind of person can gain the trust of all three of you at the same time..."
"You'll know when you meet him." Lu Xun smiled slightly, "We can guarantee that he has no ill will towards us. If it weren't for him, we would probably end up in a worse situation than the last..."
Just as they were talking, the owner of the Lotus Hotel hurried out from the kitchen carrying several plates of hot dishes.
"Come on, come on, eat it while it's hot, just treat it like your own home, you're welcome!"