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Chapter 219 Fatty Wang is about to die
Old Ding had a bad face and acted as if he didn't want anyone to approach him. The occasional words he said were like a bullet to his throat.

When he went out to meet the leader, his office was turned upside down.

Now the two culprits are still sitting leisurely on the sofa, holding their "treasured" tea and fine wine.

"Brother Jiang, you don't drink, so you don't know much about this wine, but let me tell you, this Guojiao 1573 "60, if it's real, then a bottle would cost at least three or four hundred thousand. Look at that box, it's the best Da Hong Pao from Wuyi Mountain, it's also sky-high, wow."

Old Zhu crossed his legs, holding a bottle of wine in his hand and shaking his head.

"What a shame. The packaging is real, but what about the stuff inside? Director Ding is really something. He has no reason to put so many fancy things in his office. He doesn't even know how to avoid suspicion."

"Old Zhu, our Director Ding is notorious for being stingy. Bah, no, he is frugal. Anyone in this bureau can take money except him. As for the wine and tea, it's normal for him to show off his taste as he's getting older."

"But this tea is quite delicious."

Jiang Hanwen doesn't know how to drink alcohol and doesn't understand tea, but it doesn't matter what he drinks.

As the two were chatting, a teasing voice was heard.

"Director Jiang, you are a rich man, so you naturally look down on the small collections of us workers."

Old Ding had been standing at the door for a long time, but when he saw the two of them gossiping, he didn't come in.

When he heard Jiang Hanwen say that he was a miser, he couldn't hold it in anymore.

He is a senior wine lover and he also loves tea. Of course he cannot afford those fine things, so he just packages them to quench his thirst. Not to mention the wines that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, but the Tie Luohan and Da Hong Pao from Wuyi Mountain are both genuine top-notch products. Although they are a level lower than the best ones, ordinary people cannot tell the difference.

Who could have thought that these two guys were such evil bastards with such vicious mouths.

"Oh, Lao Ding, you're just in time. Director Zhu and I are tasting your collection. Come on, this tea is really good."

Jiang Hanwen laughed and poured a cup of tea for Lao Ding.

"Director Jiang, when I came back just now, the security guard Lao Yang gave me this, saying that the little monk wanted to give it to you. Although my eyesight is blurry, I can still recognize this top-grade ambergris. Director Jiang is really generous and his gifts are extraordinary. Even if I don't eat or drink for ten years, I can't afford this small box."

Old Ding had a gloomy face and spoke in a sarcastic manner.

Although I told him to use tea from the cabinet to entertain the guests before he left.

Lao Zhu was a guest, so naturally he couldn't say anything. But Jiang Hanwen was a family member, and he was still exposing his past in front of outsiders.

"There's still this good stuff?"

When Old Zhu saw the wooden box in Ding Guohua's hand, his eyes lit up.

Although this sandalwood box is not a precious wood, Lao Zhu has a very sensitive nose. When Lao Ding said it was top-grade ambergris, he thought he was bragging.

But the wonderful fragrance coming out of the box cannot be faked.

"It is indeed a rare treasure in the world. The fragrance is extraordinary and unique."

Lao Ding opened the box and placed it on the table, and the two of them leaned in front of it to examine it carefully.

"Old Zhu, Old Ding, this is the relic of the young monk's master. Can you two show some promise?"

Jiang Hanwen stood up and closed the box.

"Next time you go to the temple to burn incense, return this thing."

Jiang Hanwen always felt that he might have some interactions with the young monk Huiming in the future.

Seeing that Jiang Hanwen was so stingy, the two old guys looked unhappy and started chatting.

Just imagine how boring the conversation between two old oil field veterans who have been in officialdom for decades would be.

Jiang Hanwen took out his cell phone and took a short nap on Lao Ding's leather sofa.

"Drip drip"

Wang Xiaolu's call? Why did he think of calling his boss during this hard-earned vacation?
Are you going to treat me to a meal?

Jiang Hanwen answered the phone with a smile.

"Hey, Accountant Wang, I'll treat you tonight at Wanxianglou, you pay! I just gave you a big red envelope and bonus, and I, Huang Shiren, must take advantage of it."

Jiang Hanwen put on an expression as if he was going to take advantage of a wealthy family.

Unexpectedly, the girl opposite had a sad face. "Boss, Brother Hanwen, I, I have something to do, I want to~~"

Jiang Hanwen can't stand people who speak hesitantly and are hesitant to speak.

"Sister, if you have anything to say, just tell me. Don't worry, I have Director Ding and Director Zhu to back you up!"

Jiang Hanwen raised his voice and waved his hand, which scared the two old foxes who were flattering each other.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't talk nonsense, you just let us back you up in everything, you you you~~~"

Lao Ding's face immediately fell. His principle has always been that he is never afraid of trouble, but he will never cause trouble either.

If Jiang Hanwen makes a promise casually like this, what will he do if he can't keep it?

"Borrow money?"

Jiang Hanwen frowned.

"cut!"

Don't ask them for a loan. Jiang Hanwen is the richest man in this room right now. The other two are just wage earners with a fixed salary, but Director Jiang is a real rich man.

The two old men waved their hands at the same time, looking obscene.

This guy's voice on the phone is very loud, and you can tell he's a girl.

His voice was soft and he was probably in his early twenties.

The two old men didn't say anything, but exchanged glances across the coffee table.

It is normal and understandable for young people to be a little romantic.

It's not good to ask for money from this person. It will be troublesome if you fall into the trap of a woman.

However, neither Lao Ding nor Lao Zhu spoke. If we talk about who in this world believes most in Jiang Hanwen's ability, Lao Zhu ranks first and Lao Ding ranks second.

The person who can dig a hole for Jiang Hanwen, that bastard, has not been born yet.

He didn't get the title of a prophet by making up stories.

"You are in charge of the company's account. If you want money, take it yourself and don't bother me."

Jiang Hanwen looked a little unhappy.

I've told you so many times, don't report spending matters to him. I'm a director and an actor, not an accountant.

Moreover, the fact that he handed over the company's financial power to Wang Xiaolu showed that he completely trusted her.

Jiang Hanwen may not be top-notch in other aspects, but his vision for people is second to none.

It is much more reliable to let Wang Xiaolu manage the money than to let him manage it himself. After all, Jiang Hanwen sometimes can't help but spend impulsively and spend money recklessly.

Wang Xiaolu would never spend a penny wrongly. This girl was much better than himself in knowing the source and destination of each sum of money, whether it could be spent, and whether it should be spent.

"How many?"

"One million? Is it the balance of the expenses for the last shoot? You should discuss this with your brother. Why are you looking for me? I'm only in charge of the shoot. You can look for Fatty Wang for logistics."

Jiang Hanwen's subconscious reaction was that he had to receive the final payment for the expenses of filming in Hong Kong.

But after saying this, he was stunned.

No, if it was business, Wang Xiaolu wouldn’t ask for a loan.

"What happened?"

Jiang Hanwen realized that something was wrong, and Wang Xiaolu's tone was also strange.

"Brother Hanwen, I, my brother, wuwuwu, my brother is almost dying~~~~"

The girl on the other end of the phone suddenly burst into tears, crying like a pear blossom in the rain.

(End of this chapter)