Female president's private killer

Pockmarked son looked at Wang Bingwang, who was stunned. His face was full of pockmarked son's apology: "Mr. Wang, I'm really sorry! I really didn't know you were brother Duan's father-in-law... "

"What father-in-law? Who is his father-in-law? " Wang Bingwang, who was still stunned, suddenly became worried. Did he say he would marry his daughter to this playboy? He glared at pockmarks.

"Oh, oh!" Pockmarked son was full of fog and couldn't understand what happened to Duan Tiandao and Wang Bingwang: "don't worry, don't worry, Mr. Wang said no, that's not good!"

Pockmarked hesitated for a moment and thought that maybe Wang Bingwang hated himself and Duan Tiandao. If he broke Duan Tiandao, he would be finished: "since Mr. Wang is his own man, I won't hide you. In fact, I have taken all the agency rights of Sanzhu liquor in other regions! Nanchun is the last one. If I hold the distribution right of Sanzhu liquor in China, I can increase the price of Sanzhu liquor through monopoly... "

Wang Bingwang took a breath and said nothing. Pockmarked said he was capricious. He was really capricious. How much does it take to win all the agency rights in the country.

"I believe Mr. Wang has been doing business for so many years. He should know how much profit will be generated after monopolizing one thing. Moreover, Sanzhu wine is famous in the country and even in the world. If he can control all such things, it will bring a steady stream of money into his pocket..."

Listening to pockmarks coming, Wang Bingwang couldn't help nodding. If he had the funds, he would do the same. The gap between monopoly projects and regional sales is too big.

He also finally understood why pockmarks, who had not known each other before, had to stare at the Wang family when there was no injustice and hatred. It was the same for anyone.

It's like putting a one dollar and a dime note in front of a sixth grader. As long as you're not a fool, you know that one dollar is more!

"Why did you tell me this?" Wang Bingwang looked at pockmarks calmly. Now he has obtained the agency right of sanchu wine in nanchun. He doesn't need to explain this to himself, does he?

Pockmarked son smiled, his watch didn't shake, and his belt didn't set: "I'll send the Secretary to Mr. Wang for the agency qualification contract of nanchun Sanzhu wine. At that time, you just need to sign your name. In the future, I'll make money with Mr. Wang as if it's a little fun for me."

"Hum!" Wang Bingwang snorted coldly and glared at pockmarked son: "what do you think of me? Now that you have taken it, why give it to me? Are you humiliating me? "

"No, no!" Pockmarked son quickly shook his head: "Mr. Wang, don't misunderstand, we are all our own people!"

"Who's with you?" Wang Bingwang snorted heavily, "this is your business. You can do whatever you like. It has nothing to do with me." Then he was ready to leave.

Seeing Wang Bingwang bite and refuse to let go, and have to go, pockmarks are in a hurry. Why doesn't this man go in so much?

But brother Duan's attitude is very clear. Pockmarked son can't really do nothing. If Duan Tiandao knows, he can't be beaten and can't take care of himself!

After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a compromise and hurriedly stopped in front of Wang Bingwang: "well, I'll sell the agency right of nanchun Sanzhu wine to my uncle at the original price. What do you think? In this way, my uncle doesn't have to feel thorny. He thinks I deliberately want to transfer this contract to you. What does Mr. Wang think I said? "

"This..." Wang Bingwang hesitated. Pockmarked son's words made him very excited. The agency right of nanchun Sanzhu wine itself is the source of the food expenses of the Wang family. Once it is broken, it's OK to suffer. What if his wife and daughter suffer?

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Bingwang looked at pockmarked: "well, I'll buy this contract from you at the price of 11.1 million. We don't owe it!"

"These uncle has the final say!" Seeing that Wang Bingwang finally agreed, pockmarked also breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, pockmarked said: "my pockmarked group has just been established and needs help. My uncle's ten million is regarded as an investment in pockmarked group. Uncle pockmarked group holds 10% of the shares! Oh, by the way, my group still needs a meeting, so I won't stay long. My uncle can come to my office for tea when he is free. I'll go first! "

With that, pockmarked son didn't give Wang Bingwang any chance to refute. He turned and left directly, and disappeared in Wang Bingwang's sight.

I've never seen Wang Bingwang take the initiative to send money: "

Wang Bingwang was stuck in place. His mood at the moment was really complex, like an empty cup, but suddenly many other wines with different flavors were added to the cup.

Because of that playboy, the agency power that he thought was destined to lose was not only sent back respectfully, but also 10% of the shares of a large group were pasted upside down to the door!

This strong contrast and complex mentality can hardly be described in words.

This section of heaven

What kind of person is he?

In fact, this question is a very profound question. At the same time, another person is also asking. His doubts are even stronger than Wang Bingwang.

This is an abandoned plastic processing factory outside the suburb of nanchun. This factory has been abandoned for more than ten years. It has always been the nest of wild dogs, wild cats and squirrels, but today, they fled their nest in a panic.

Because their nests are occupied by more ferocious animals. In the seemingly calm weeds, several ferocious murderous spirits and standard weapons reflecting low light of metal are vaguely revealed.

In the dark basement of the factory, the light is very dark. A sandalwood chair is placed in the middle. On the chair, there is an old man hiding in the dark. Under the yellow light, his white hair is like snow, his face is covered with layers of wrinkles, and his muscles are relaxed and weak, just like an ordinary old man.

But if you look into his eyes, you can find that his eyes seem to be full of many vicissitudes, deeper than the starry sky... These are a pair of eyes that seem to be able to see through people's soul.

Behind the old man stood a powerful, strong middle-aged man with wild light in his eyes. His eyes fell behind the old man with an eager look, just like a loyal Spartan warrior guarding his master.

In front of the old man, there stood a thin man, very thin. Compared with the old man and the big man behind the old man, the bamboo pole looked like a bamboo pole. The bamboo pole was dressed in a stall of dozens of dollars bought by the roadside, but stood tall, but it wore a superior sense of nobility.

In front of the old man, there is a virtual screen projecting an image. In the virtual screen, there is a handsome man with a ruffian smile. The man's name is Duan Tiandao.

The question is the old man: "what kind of man do you think Duan Tiandao is?"

Bamboo pole's answer is very simple: "I don't know. I know that no matter what kind of man he is, he is not far from death. "

The old man's eyes suddenly became sharp. Even the big man standing behind felt like a needle, but the bamboo pole bearing the brunt did not respond at all.

The old man took a deep breath: "I heard Zhao Qiankun is very strong."

Bamboo pole nodded: "yes, he is strong, but he is also a madman. It's not difficult to kill a strong madman. "

"I know that you monks are very powerful. Duan Tiandao is yours and others are mine."

"OK." The bamboo pole didn't look at him: "how many days?"

"Take action in fifteen days."

"Yes." The bamboo pole shook a huge head that was not commensurate with the thin body, got up unsteadily, opened the door and went out.

The old man spread his hands, as if he had no special way to deal with this guy.

Looking at the figure of the obscene man disappearing at the door, the man finally couldn't help saying, "Lord hell, who is he?"

"I don't know." The old man's eyes were very strange. His fingers knocked on the table: "send out the assembly number."

The big man seemed a little shocked. He opened his mouth and finally said, "yes!"

An obscure and secret message slowly flew out of the basement and soon scattered all over China.

About twenty minutes later, in a block of a small city in southern China, the rolling shutter door of the cake shop was half closed. It was being cleaned. The staff wisely hid in the back kitchen and left the store area to the little boss and the female clerk who liked to blush.

A very handsome young man packed a box of freshly baked fruit cake and stuffed it into his already heavy marching backpack. Then he glanced at the electronic files on his mobile phone and the saleswoman who was bending over to wipe the counter. He couldn't help laughing softly.

With a loud slap, he slapped the young saleswoman on her upturned hip, raised her eyebrows and said, "honey, I'm leaving."

The young and beautiful saleswoman was suddenly attacked, turned around in surprise, subconsciously covered her hips with a rag, looked at him wronged and shyly said, "boss... You're too much."

The frivolous look on the young man's face gradually converged, looked at her quietly, suddenly hugged her in his arms, bowed his head and offered the most enthusiastic and serious kiss.

After a long time, the two people separated slowly. The frightened and confused young saleswoman held a rag to protect her chest, looked at him vaguely, and felt that she should shout rude, but why couldn't she shout?

The young man bowed his head again, kissed her hard on the lips, and then said in a slightly hoarse voice, "when I come back this time, we'll get married."

The rolling shutter door rose slowly, and the autumn breeze blew in, and the young man carrying the marching backpack had disappeared. The young saleswoman stared at the door in a daze. She didn't understand what had happened before. Only her hot cheeks that couldn't cool down reminded her what the hateful guy had just done and said what hateful and insincere words.

Come back and get married

After waiting so long, he finally said this sentence

Stunned for a while, she subconsciously turned back and continued to wipe the table. The red and shy peach blossoms covered her delicate face. From time to time, she smiled foolishly. She was happy like a child.

But she never knew that such a happy moment

Whether it will come again.