Chapter 39 Talk about wine

After the passionate lingering, Zhang Yiming and Lele took a shower and took a shower and it was already past eight o'clock when they left the bathroom.

Lele saw his torn underwear and panties thrown on the bed. Husband, you tore my underwear and panties. What am I wearing?

Zhang Yiming thought this was a big problem. Lele and Zhong Chen’s room was on the first floor downstairs. Lele asked Zhenkong to go back to the room in a skirt. Although it might not be necessary, it was not appropriate in the end.

After Zhang Yiming took her panties and bra in Lele's room, he specially chose the silk hollow translucent underwear that he liked Lele to wear.

After leaving Lele's room, Zhang Yiming just closed the door and turned around, the person who lived in the opposite room also opened the door and came out.

That was a woman, who was at the age of middle age, with both good temperament and charm.

When they met, the woman glanced at Zhang Yiming's hand, and her face became dizzy, then her eyebrows turned and she smiled slightly, which was full of charm.

Only then did Zhang Yiming realize that he had taken several pieces of close-fitting underwear for Lele in his hand.

It is indeed a matter of doubt that a man holding such a few sexy female underwear.

But the woman was quite well-educated and did not make any fuss, but Zhang Yiming was still very embarrassed and explained stutteringly: This, I, my wife's...

I've met your wife and she's very beautiful.I've lived across from here for a few days.

The woman cleverly changed the topic and praised Lele by the way. Zhang Yiming's embarrassment was relieved. He immediately admired this woman in his heart, and he was really understanding.

I'm very happy to meet you and your wife.I have something to do, see you back.

See you back.

Zhang Yiming quickly replied, but he didn't take the elevator and slipped back to his room along the stairs.He was worried that if he met someone in the elevator, it might not be that everyone had the same cultivation and demeanor as this woman.

I just took your underwear and ran into the woman opposite you, which was so embarrassing.

Zhang Yiming said to Lele after returning to the room.

What's embarrassing?

Lele giggled and began to put on those underwear.

You are still laughing. If you meet a fussy and pretend to be a woman, and treat your husband as a pervert who steals women's underwear, you will scream, and your husband may be sent to the Public Security Bureau now.

It’s better to go there, so that you can also taste the taste of my yesterday.I definitely won't save you, and I even said you're the perverted pervert who stole my underwear.

Good, you little erotic girl, you really have no conscience.My husband just fed you, and he broke the bridge across the river.

Zhang Yiming hugged Lele and wanted to press her onto the bed again.

Lele pushed him with his hands, "Okay, husband, you're going to work, Mr. He and Zhong Chen are coming to call you later."

At this time, the phone in the room really rang.

2 Hey.

Zhang Yiming picked up the phone.

Hello, is it Mr. Zhang?

There was a man on the phone, but not He Kaihua.

I am.Who are you?

I helped you last night.Our boss held a banquet tonight to welcome Mr. Zhang. I wonder if you can enjoy the glory?

This made Zhang Yiming feel very surprised. These people helped him yesterday, and they should be friends but not enemies.

However, I don’t recognize them, and judging from the conversation between the five people on my side yesterday, no one recognizes them.

Zhang Yiming was about to ask them to thank him, but he didn't expect that they would set up a welcome banquet first.

Where do you come from such enthusiastic friends?

You are kind.

Zhang Yiming quickly said to the phone, "It should be my banquet to thank you for your help."May I ask you are...

The other party smiled and said, "It's time to go out last night, so I didn't explain it clearly to Mr. Zhang."Our boss’s surname is Hu, and he is a friend of Fang Zhenghui, Beijing.Yesterday, Mr. Fang called us and said that Mr. Zhang, you are here in Guangzhou and may need some help.After we found out about your whereabouts, we rushed to Panyu, but fortunately we caught up.

Oh, Zhang Yiming knew the other party’s identity and felt relieved.

But how could Fang Zhenghui know about his situation here?

Zhang Yiming was inconvenient to continue asking questions, so he had to put his questions aside.

After asking about the time and location of dinner tonight, Zhang Yiming said he would arrive on time.

After putting down the phone, Zhang Yiming told Lele about the situation. Lele also wondered how Fang Zhenghui knew about the matter here.

Not to mention this for now.Today, Mr. He and I went to Panyu and signed the acquisition contract of the mold factory with Geng Tian and others.You and Zhong Chen should stay in the hotel for rest, or you can go shopping.

Zhang Yiming said to Lele.

All right.

This time, Lele was really annoyed by disposing of assets. She wanted to take a break.

Zhang Yiming then called Zhong Chen and informed the home textile that there was no need for anyone to accompany him. Then he called He Kaihua and went to Panyu together.

The little gangsters were severely injured yesterday, and now it is in broad daylight again. Zhang Yiming believes that they dare not make trouble again.

Things went smoothly in Panyu. Qian Dafu, the former director of the mold factory, may have known the situation of his gangster brothers last night. He didn't understand why Zhang Yiming suddenly showed up so many powerful support. Qian Dafu didn't even dare to show his face today.

Since the mold factory's certificate, seal, assets, etc. have long been taken over by He Kaihua, Qian Dafu doesn't need to show up. After signing the contract, these things will be handed over to Geng Tian.

Zhang Yiming praised He Kaihua for taking necessary takeovers to the mold factory in advance. This trick is relatively old and safe.

In the United States, such mergers and acquisitions or asset disposal activities are much more frequent than in China, and He Kaihua has rich experience in this area.

On behalf of the mold factory employee stock ownership meeting, Geng Tian officially took over the mold factory, and at the same time announced that Zhang Yiming was a member of the shareholding meeting and became one of the common shareholders of the mold factory.

Geng Tian and the others also arranged a celebration banquet. Originally, Zhang Yiming wanted to have a good talk with Geng Tian, ​​the young man, but Zhang Yiming felt that he was a person who could do something.

But there was a dinner party for Mr. Hu in the evening, so Zhang Yiming had to refuse the banquet at the mold factory and rushed back to Guangzhou with He Kaihua.

3 It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when I returned to the hotel. Lele was alone in Zhang Yiming's room watching TV.

Didn't go out for a walk?

Zhang Yiming asked Lele.

What to turn, alone.

Lele answered lazily.

Where is Zhong Chen?You can go together, aren’t girls the most favorite shopping?

As soon as you left, she called me and said something was wrong and went out.

Yeah?

Zhang Yiming was a little strange.She hasn't returned yet?

It seems not.Husband, why do you keep asking her, do you want to steal a fish again?

Lele was obviously dissatisfied and got tired of Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming hugged her, just under your nose, how dare I?

Lele had already put his bright and fragrant lips up, and Zhang Yiming caught it with him. Lele immediately passed over his small and soft tongue and gave it to Zhang Yiming to taste.

This little pornographic woman seems to be not fully satisfied yet.

After savoring it for a while, Zhang Yiming spit out Lele's tender tongue. Lele, do you think that Zhong Chen is sometimes a bit unpredictable?

No Ah.You talked about her again.

Lele twisted his body in Zhang Yiming's arms, expressing his unhappiness.

Zhang Yiming felt that Zhong Chen went out alone today and had not returned yet, which was a bit abnormal. Logically speaking, the business trip was also considered working hours. If Zhong Chen had something to do, he should have informed him, his boss.

Thinking of the indescribable feeling that Zhong Chen accidentally made him realize more than once, he wanted to talk to Lele about these things.

However, it is obvious that Lele’s mind is not at all about this today.

Zhang Yiming had to hug her and kiss her for a while. If it weren't for the dinner that Mr. Hu had agreed to be in the evening, Zhang Yiming really wanted to press Lele under him and love her.

Husband, the matter here is over. Will we go back tomorrow?

Lele asked while tangling with Zhang Yiming.

yes.

Is it okay for us to stay for one more day?

Haven't you wanted to go back long ago?

I was alone at that time, and now you are here.As soon as we go back, Sister Jing will leave half of you. Now there is Liu Hong. Let’s live for one more day, and we will be together. OK?I haven't even had enough.

Little lustful girl is really greedy.I will talk about this matter back or not. I have to meet Mr. Hu.

Lele had no choice but to leave Zhang Yiming's arms reluctantly, and then helped him clean his clothes and let him go.

The 4 dinners are located in Zhenbao Seafood Restaurant, which is the highest-end seafood restaurant in the city.

Mr. Hu is not tall, but he is very bossy. He speaks Cantonese Mandarin. When he sees Zhang Yiming, he feels very enthusiastic, as if he owe Zhang Yiming a favor and holds a banquet to thank him.

After introducing himself, Zhang Yiming learned that Mr. Hu was named Hu Bingsong and operated some entertainment venues.

Zhang Yiming felt that Mr. Hu looked like a completely businessman, which was very different from the attitude of a Taoist person like Fang Zhenghui in Beijing.

However, Mr. Hu's subordinates who accompanied him let Zhang Yiming know that if he only regards superficial phenomena as Mr. Hu, a kind businessman, might be a big mistake.

While talking, Zhang Yiming felt that Mr. Hu and Fang Zhenghui seemed to have a strong personal relationship.

Guangdong likes to drink foreign wine, such as XO, VSOP, and various names.

Mr. Hu was not good at drinking. He served various shrimps, crabs, abalone and winged steaks on the table. After a few cups of human heads fell to his stomach, he started to speak more and more straightforward.

Mr. Zhang, Brother Fang, is Fang Zhenghui. He told me that you are a talented person and your future is limitless. I ask me to greet you well.

Zhang Yiming thought to himself, Fang Zhenghui was grateful to me for saving his daughter, so he praised me everywhere, which really gave me enough face, but the future is limitless and the evaluation is too high.

I just had a meal with him, but how could I tell that my future is unlimited?

I think Ah.

So he smiled modestly, Mr. Hu, you are polite.That was Mr. Fang praising me, where the future is limitless and I dare not be Ah.

Mr. Zhang, you don’t know Brother Fang yet, he won’t praise others.I know that you saved Brother Fang’s daughter, but if it’s just like that, he can thank you, there is no need to praise you in front of me.

Exceeded, exaggerated.

Zhang Yiming and Mr. Hu met with another cup to show their gratitude.

Mr. Hu finished his cup of human heads, looked at Zhang Yiming, and then shook his head and said: Mr. Zhang, to be honest, I don’t care about you like Brother Fang.

Zhang Yiming was slightly surprised. Mr. Hu praised him and criticized him suddenly, making him feel a little too late.

Fortunately, Zhang Yiming didn't care too much, and thought that he didn't deal with this Mr. Hu, and the paths he took were very different. It doesn't matter whether he looked at it or not.

Mr. Zhang, you, Ah, lacks the means to deal with lower-ranking third-rate ones.It’s not because you are not smart enough, but because you are not cruel enough, so you won’t think about some tricks, or you can’t even take action when you think about them.

Regardless of the right or wrong of what Mr. Hu said, Zhang Yiming wanted to know where he saw these things from.

Maybe he was really drunk, maybe Mr. Hu was already straightforward, so he quickly continued to talk and gave Zhang Yiming an answer.

Mr. Zhang, I’m not afraid to tell you that last night, I also arrived in Panyu, and I just kept not getting out of my car.Moreover, when your car was stopped by those little gangsters, my brothers and I had arrived. I told them not to hurry to come out. I want to see what kind of person Brother Fang praised so much.

Mr. Hu filled the two of them and cried another cup.

I've heard of you a lot of things.You have purchased a home textile company, sought support from banks, and resumed normal home textile operations. These things are done beautifully, and I admire you very much.But have you ever wondered why you are at ease in handling major issues but are helpless by those low-ranking gangsters?

Zhang Yiming hasn't thought about these issues carefully, and it is also related to the fact that he rarely encountered such people and things before.

However, just yesterday, Zhang Yiming was like a villain, and was subjected to these despicable difficulties and entanglements everywhere, from the police station that was a police officer, to Qian Dafu, to the red-headed man and his group at night.

Zhang Yiming had no choice but to deal with them. Lele was taken out by Zhong Chen for some reason. Faced with the red-headed old gang, if Mr. Hu had not taken action, he might have been injured last night.

Mr. Zhang, if I didn’t take it wrong in the car last night, I stopped at the last moment when you hit the red-headed guy.Since his strength is far superior to him, it would be easier if it were me.As long as you punch him and vomit blood and then twist his neck, then his little gangster brothers will not dare to move. You don’t need my people to get out of the car to help you.I see you talked to them for a while at first, but I don’t know what you are talking about, but I know that it’s useless to talk to them. It’s better to say ten thousand words than to one fist when dealing with some people and some things.

As Mr. Hu spoke, the situation last night was vivid in my mind, which made Zhang Yiming fall into deep thought.

The matter is not just what Mr. Hu said. Zhang Yiming remembered that if the red-headed man had not asked for too high a price, he would have been preparing to get some money.

Why does the Red-headed man offer such a high price?

A reasonable explanation is that the red-headed man had no intention of asking for Zhang Yiming's money at all. He offered a asking price that he knew Zhang Yiming would not accept, just to find an excuse to start a fight.

From this point of view, Zhang Yiming is not even as good as the red-headed guy in terms of ruthlessness and decisiveness in the matter last night.

The Red-headed man had the decision and determination to play from the beginning, and Zhang Yiming still thought that he would turn big things into small things, so before he took action, Zhang Yiming had already lost three points in strategy.

If the red-headed man had not despised Zhang Yiming and made a tactical mistake, and the appearance of Mr. Hu, a strong aid, which Zhang Yiming himself did not expect, might have been very serious last night's consequences.

Now, if Zhang Yiming made up his mind to fight at the beginning and took advantage of the red-headed man's contempt for him, then he wouldn't have to wait until Mr. Hu saw Zhang Yiming punching. At the moment when both sides pretended to negotiate, Zhang Yiming was confident that he could tell the red-headed man to break his arm like his brother.

Zhang Yiming is fully capable of holding the red-headed man firmly in his hand. If this match is not started, the winner will be decided immediately.

But would it really be necessary to break the red-headed man's arm, or, as Mr. Hu said, breaking several of his chest and ribs with one punch, causing him to vomit blood in his mouth?

This is what Zhang Yiming hesitated.

Although Zhang Yiming was also very angry with the Red-headed man, including the young policeman and Qian Dafu, Zhang Yiming always felt that he, Mr. Hu and Fang Zhenghui were not on the same path after all, and he had his own principles of doing things.

Zhang Yiming smiled embarrassedly, Mr. Hu must be decisive in his work and has a heroic spirit.

Mr. Hu looked at Zhang Yiming with drunken eyes and laughed. Mr. Zhang, it seems that you still don’t agree with my point of view.

Zhang Yiming wanted to explain, but Mr. Hu shook his head.

Mr. Zhang, you may think in your heart that you are not the same person as us, and you don’t need to fight and kill.But sometimes, if you don’t cause trouble, you will mess with you.Mr. Zhang, you don’t need to completely distinguish yourself from us into two types.In fact, I don’t call for fighting and killing every day, I am also a businessman; and as for you, maybe one day you will be a figure in the martial arts world, let alone fights, maybe you will kill someone one day.

Mr. Hu laughed after he said that.

Thinking of Fang Zhenghui and Mr. Hu, they both happened to appear at the critical moment when they were attacked. Zhang Yiming knew that he would not always be so lucky.

Zhang Yiming's original profession gave him a deep understanding of luck. If a person who invests in stocks thinks that luck will always stand on his side because he is happy once or twice, then it is time for this person to die.

But will you become a figure in the martial arts world and even kill people as Mr. Hu said?Will it?Zhang Yiming asked himself in his heart.

It seems not, probably not.But who knows the matter of fate?