Getting Rich Overnight, Starting From a Multiple-Choice Question

　　 Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

　　 Wang Xiang touched his belly, burped comfortably, but a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

　　 "Mr. Zhao, as the saying goes, you don’t have to go to the Three Treasures Hall. Now you have a good time to eat and drink. If you have anything, you should talk about it."

　　 He did not call him Lao Zhao, but chose a more formal name.

　　 Zhao Zhen understood what he said, and he understood that his opportunity was here.

　　 "I can't hide anything from you."

Zhao Zhen smiled and poured a glass of wine for Wang Xiang, and said in a relaxed tone: "I recently resigned from Xinwei and went to another hot pot restaurant, but now, we still lack a supplier, so I thought of my brother. you."

　　 Wang Xiang seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He was not surprised when he heard the words, but a trace of apology flashed in his eyes.

　　 Zhao Zhen felt something was wrong.

　　 "Mr. Zhao." Wang Xiang sighed: "Mr. Li of Xinwei, I just reached a one-year supply agreement with me today.

　　 And the price of this agreement is 5% higher than usual..."

　　 Wang Xiang didn't finish what he said, but both sides are smart people, and some things are clear.

　　 Li Xin is such a selfish person, how could he suddenly raise the price.

　　 "Li is always a smart man. He had thought that you would come to me for a long time."

　　 Wang Xiang patted Zhao Zhen on the shoulder, raised his wine glass and drank it, "I'm sorry this time, brother."

　　 "We can add it too."

　　 After a moment of silence, Zhao Zhen said.

　　 "It's not that simple."

　　 Wang Xiang didn't mean to be tempted.

　　 To do business, you need to have a long-term perspective. Moreover, in terms of size and future, Xinwei’s 5% is far more important than fishing in the bottom of the river.

　　 The air suddenly fell silent, and the scene became a bit awkward.

　　 Wang Xiang stood up, this wine can't be drunk anymore.

　　 "Pharaoh."

　　 Zhao Zhen poured himself a glass of wine, and said to himself: "Seven years ago, you had difficulties in business. It was my choice to continue cooperating with you."

　　 Picking up the glass and drank it, Zhao Zhen refilled himself and continued: "Four years ago, another competitor framed you, and I actively testified for you. This prevented you from being ordered to suspend business."

　　 drank the wine in the glass again, Zhao Zhen's eyes became a little blurred.

　　 "Last year, your father-in-law was involved in a car accident. I went to Shanghai to hire an expert for you."

　　 When Zhao Zhen raised his glass again, a pair of big hands held him.

　　Wang Xiang took the cup and said sternly: "Old Zhao, if you want to say that, I can't leave today.

　　I should drink this wine. "

　　 "Haha..."

　　 Zhao Zhen grinned and pointed at Wang Xiang, his tone full of certainty: "I know your brother, you are not a person without a conscience!"

　　 "I really hope I don't have a conscience. After all, I can make more money without money, and my conscience is gone...

　　 will earn more. "

　　Wang Xiang touched his greasy hair and gave a wry smile, "It seems that I can't earn the 5% of President Li."

　　...

　　 On the other side, there is also Yanghe Hotel, inside the box.

　　 7012 dormitory is full of fun.

　　 Ye Feng's hair is stained with cakes that I don't know who wiped them, and the other three people also have signs of fighting.

　　 "Brothers, I can't stand it anymore, I'll go to the toilet first."

　　 Fan Jiawei stood up and walked out staggeringly.

　　 Outside the box, the cold wind blowing in made Fan Jiawei sober. He touched his hot face and looked in the other direction.

　　 There is also a private room over there, sitting in it are his classmates in the student union.

　　 Fan Jiawei didn't mean to walk over, he knew very well who the protagonist was today.

　　 changed direction, he walked towards the toilet.

　　...

　　 Fan Jiawei didn't notice. At the corner railing, there were two smoking figures.

　　 "Brother Wang, isn't this Fan Jiawei?"

　　 One of them put down the cigarette in his hand, pointed at Fan Jiawei's back and said uncertainly.

　　The other person was swallowing clouds and mist, and followed the direction of his finger when he heard the words.

　　 "It looks like it is."

　　 Wang Ge hiccuped his wine, squinted his eyes and said, "Why is he here."

　　 The person who spoke just now rolled his eyes, looking at Wang Ge's face, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, a little ill-intentioned.

　　 "Yes, he just rejected your invitation from Brother Wang today, and turned his head to appear here... Obviously it doesn't give you face!

　　 And Wang Ge, Fan Jiawei and Chen Zizhen usually get so close... This Chen Zizhen is your competitor! "

"Have it?"

　　 Wang Ge was taken aback, he really didn't notice.

　　"Of course, he was the first to visit Chen Zizhen last time.

　　 Of course, don't worry, Brother Wang, I definitely refused.

　　 You think, he went to Chen Zizhen’s party instead of you.

　　 It’s not that it doesn’t give you face, it’s not that you are too close to Chen Zizhen, what is it? "

"Ok…"

　　 Wang Ge listened to Yang Xiao's words, thought about it, and suddenly patted his thigh: "What you said makes sense."

　　 said, he sipped to the ground, "This fan Jiawei fucks, really doesn't give face!"

　　 Hearing the words, Yang Xiaole became happy, and he continued to arch the fire: "Brother Wang, do you want to rectify him."

　　 "What are you going to do?"

　　 Wang Ge was a little moved when he heard it, "This is a hotel, so don't make things happen."

"Do not worry."

　　 Yang smiled and patted his chest, and said without a smile: "I just want to invite him... for a drink."

　　...

　　 "Old Fan."

　　 As soon as Fan Jiawei walked out of the toilet, he saw a familiar person standing at the door.

　　 He frowned at the time. U U Reading www.uukａnshu.com

　　 He has recognized the person, it is Yang Xiao.

　　 However, this Yang Xiao always claims to be Wang Ge's number one dogleg, relying on his backstage as the vice president, so he usually acts very arrogantly.

　　Naturally, there were a lot of conflicts with Fan Jiawei, so the relationship between the two was not good.

　　 "What are you doing here?"

　　 Fan Jiawei walked over, his tone very cold.

　　 "Huh, Lao Fan?"

　　 Yang Xiao saw Fan Jiawei, deliberately made a surprised expression, and then walked up enthusiastically.

　　 "Hum, what else can I do? Isn't this a party? Sober up after drinking too much.

　　Come on, Lao Fan, now that I met, let's go have a drink together? "

　　 Yang Xiao’s hospitality made Fan Jiawei feel that something was wrong.

　　 You know, the two always dislike each other, and it's normal for them to talk to each other.

　　 How come you come to invite yourself to drink with a smirk today?

"I'm not going."

　　 Without even considering it, Fan Jiawei decisively rejected Yang Xiao's proposal.

　　 "Old Fan."

Seeing that the invitation failed, Yang Xiao immediately changed his tone: "Brother Wang is in the private room. If you don’t give me this face today, I will give a short report later. If you let Brother Wang know that you are here but you won’t come, I’m afraid It's not pretty on the face."

"you!"

　　 Fan Jiawei glared at Yang Xiao.

　　 I made a small report about this, and Yang Xiao really did it.

　　 Wang Ge is a rich second-generation, relying on a little money at home, usually arrogant, not a good stubborn.

　　I will be in the student union in the future, and the relationship with Wang Ge is too stiff, which is not good.

　　 Thinking of this, Fan Jiawei had to stare at Yang Xiao ferociously: "Okay, I'm going!"