my old life

Chapter 2300
As the saying goes, if you ask for something from others, you will be controlled by others.

The eight-faced ghost came here to discuss business with Mr. Long, but it has been difficult to meet each other. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be...unless it is a means of playing hard to get.

Talking about business is about one word, any condition can be discussed, but when one party is in a state of asking for others, then talking about business will become a deal.

If my guess is correct, Mr. Long should deliberately not meet with the Eight-faced Ghost, using benefits as a means of attracting, and putting forward more favorable conditions for himself by putting on a high profile!

"Uncle Ghost, why didn't you come to find Mr. Frank?" I asked nonchalantly, but I actually wanted to clarify the relationship here.

"Mr. Frank is easy to talk to. One hundred million can set up a server in the resort, but if you want to get the agency, you still have to find Mr. Long."

The eight-faced ghost said something helplessly, and I became curious instead.

"Isn't that the same thing?"

"The appearance is indeed the same thing, but Frank and Mr. Long both work for the same family, one is only in charge of the server, and the other is in charge of the agency."

Eight-faced ghost explained it, and I vaguely understood that it was spreading power and avoiding letting one person have the final say... Relying on each other and restraining each other.

The most important thing is that one sings the red face and the other sings the bad face!

Frank’s side should be open to all comers, put the money in your pocket first, and start setting up difficult problems after the fish are hooked, so as to put forward more conditions!

"Uncle Gui, what conditions do you need to cooperate with Mr. Long?"

"If you have money, you may not be able to do it. You must have a certain strength and a large deposit."

"Understood, is Uncle Ghost planning to keep doing this forever?" I changed the subject to test his intentions, wondering if there would be any chance of cooperation in the future.

"Who knows." Bamiangui spread his hands, and this ambiguous answer was actually a refusal.

In fact, I understand the principle of good birds choosing trees. People like the eight-faced ghost are definitely not lacking in wooing, let alone opportunities to do things.

There used to be a friendship between each other, but now the ways are different and they are not conspiring with each other. He works for Prince Long, and everyone stands on the opposite side.

Although I stand on the opposite side, I have no grievances with the Eight-faced Ghost. He has helped me a lot in the past, and I owe him love for everything.

"Sanming, see Brother Dong and greet me for me. No matter what, I advise you not to make trouble. I'm doing this for your own good."

When I heard this, I felt extremely harsh. I waved my hand and said nothing, imperceptibly showing that I will not give up revenge!

No matter how powerful his prince is, no matter how powerful he is, I must kill him to avenge my second uncle!Otherwise, I won't be able to hold my head up for the rest of my life!
I have already lived like this in my life, and there is no turning back for a long time. What is there to be afraid of a person like me?

"Sanming, don't take it seriously, I mean it!"

"Uncle Gui, don't worry, I know it." I waved my hand and didn't want to say this, no matter what I will not give up!
"By the way, Sanming, do you know Mr. Long? Can you introduce him?" Bamiangui finally revealed his purpose, but it's a pity that everyone has different opinions now.

"Unfortunately, I can't help you much. No one with a small role like me has the chance to be a big boss."

"Alright then, I'll go back first."

"Uncle ghost, go slowly, take care."

"Well, take care."

I sent the eight-faced ghost out of the room, and suppressed a nameless anger in my heart. Sometimes it would be very uncomfortable to be cared about by others!
I lit a cigarette angrily. To be honest, I didn't expect Chen Longxiang to lose so quickly, let alone being driven to Xiaomengla.

However, the second uncle had a good relationship with the pig killer in Xiaomengla, and the relationship with the general. Only now did I understand the real intention of the second uncle.

If you don’t do some things, others will do it, and if you don’t get through some relationships, you will get through with others... It is an indisputable fact that whoever gets through the relationship first will have the upper hand.

If it wasn't for the second uncle who took the initiative to open up the relationship with the pig-killer, I am afraid that now is the time when the inside and outside are squeezed...

"Hawkeye, are you there?" Someone knocked on the door suddenly, and it sounded like it was Jennifer.

"Here." I immediately went to open the door, thinking that I really came here by pinch!

As soon as the Eight-faced Ghost left, Jennifer came to the door on the back. It is estimated that Li Xiaorou went to report the news, or could it be such a coincidence?

"whats the matter?"

"I met your little assistant just now. She said that you were helping her with what happened last night. Mike asked me to come over and see for you. Is there anything I can do for you?"

What Jennifer said was watertight, and on the surface it was still for my own good, so I couldn't say anything at all.

"Just now I met a friend who is not a friend. He came to talk to Mr. Long about business, and I was about to go to Mike."

I took the initiative to find a way for myself. It is necessary to let Mike know about this. I wonder if he can help me.

"Oh? Let's go now, Mike's in the break room."

"it is good."

When he came to Mike's lounge, Mr. Long had already left, and Mike was sitting on the sofa alone, drinking tea and reading a book.

"Mike, Hawkeye has something to ask for you." Jennifer took the initiative to say something, but she didn't intend to enter the door.

It can be seen that Jennifer knows how to avoid suspicion. I sat on the sofa and handed over a cigarette. Mike waved his hand and lit a cigar.

"What's the matter?" Mike took the initiative to ask, originally they were looking for me, but now it's me looking for him.

"I met a friend who is not a friend just now, and he came to Mr. Long to get the agency." I hooked the hook without saying a word, planning to take this opportunity to showdown with Mike.

If he can help me get revenge, then I have nothing to say. If he can't, then I can only choose Gao Ming. Some things are better for both parties if they are explained in advance.

"What is a friend who is not a friend?"

"We used to be friends, but now he works for my enemy, the enemy I mentioned before..."

"Do you want me to help you deal with this guy?" Mike put down the book in his hand, and I waved my hand repeatedly to refuse.

"No, no, no, he was kind to me in the past, and there was no conflict between us, but now it's just our own master..."

In the end, I used the phrase "Everyone is their own master". A smart person like Mike can understand some things as soon as he hears them.

"Your enemy, what kind of person is he?" Mike asked calmly, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"I've never seen him before. Just now I got news that he's flourishing and powerful."

I don't mean to hide anything. If you say that Prince Edward is a small shrimp, then in the end it will be yourself who will be ugly.

"Hawkeye, do you remember? It's good for people to store anything, but don't store hatred!"

"Mike, can you help me?"

"Of course, because you are my friend!" Mike patted me on the shoulder, but I was very confused.

"Actually, I don't know how to get revenge, and I don't know what to do..."

"Didn't they want to come to Mr. Long to get the agency? Leave this matter to me, and now follow me to see Mr. Long."

After Mike finished speaking, he stood up directly, and I thought to himself that he was going to make trouble, right?But just now I have made it very clear that the eight-faced ghost is kind to me!

Mike led me through the corridor and up the stairs. There were security guards at the stairs, and they nodded and greeted Mike as soon as they saw him.

Mike took me directly to Mr. Long's office. It looked very simple and had no fancy decorations, except for a pair of huge brush calligraphy hanging on the wall.

If you take a closer look, it is the four characters of Longteng Jiuzhou. When you connect them together, it looks like a giant dragon full of energy.

"Mike, why are you here?" Mr. Long got up to greet him with a surprised expression.

"Several old friends are coming to see Mr. Long. I want to be a favor and get the agency rights for them."

"Who is your friend?" Mr. Long asked, and Mike turned to look at me.

"Prince Dragon." I told Mike in a low voice, I had no idea what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"My friend is Prince Long." Mike said brazenly, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell it was fake!
"It turned out to be him! It was originally an agent with a deposit of [-] million yuan. For your sake, I will accept [-] million yuan from him."

Mr. Long said with a smile, I said to myself that it should be [-] million, no matter how big Mike is, it is impossible for people to reduce [-] million!

(End of this chapter)