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Wu Liang gave a wry smile. Who would have thought that Sui Bo's production line would be completed when it was completed. This really caught Wu Liang by surprise.

But in any case, the packaging box must follow this design, otherwise he would prefer to market for a few days at night.

Wu Liang talked for a long time, Xiao Zhou finally understood, Wu Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. He, can this design plan be given to me tomorrow morning?"

He shy and charmingly gave him a blank look, "How come these two words come out of your mouth so they sound so harsh?"

Wu Liang smiled, "That's it, it's better to be ashamed, come on?"

"roll!"

Wu Liangke never believed that He Xia would be really angry, and then all friends.

Some things seem to be an irreversible process. Wu Liang and Shao Xi are such a process-there is a damn, and I have eaten the right 13, is it still far from being vegetarian?

It's just a matter of time.

Actually, slurping is a kind of temptation, isn't it?

At noon, Su Xiang finally called and hosted a banquet in honor of Wu Liang. This could not be regarded as a temporary stay for Wu Liangti. It could only be some words from Su Wan that should have moved Su Xiang.

I have been in the mall for a long time, and I have experienced a lot, how can I smell a little nose!

Wu Liang smiled and agreed, and he asked the three daughters to go together.

This is not to say that Wu Liang likes to bring a bunch of beautiful women wherever he goes, but that this is really normal business cooperation.

Chu Ziman wants to build a building. This business is still done by his family. Wu Heyu is the deputy general manager of Wu Liang's internal real estate company sales company. Since these two people are there, it is not too shameful.

This Nizi has been pouting for a whole day. Even if she walked in the night before and didn't say hello to her at the first time, she could eat half a jar of vinegar. If she didn't give her the chance to eat a big meal, maybe she could Really all friends.

The place to eat is a hot pot restaurant, which can be regarded as a legendary role in the Los Angeles hot pot industry. Tianfu hot pot serves the world, even if it is not as comfortable as Haidilao's service, it is extremely in place.

At least in winter, you can bring a piece of glasses cloth to the store in time, and eat the fruits in the store. These two pieces can attract the attention of many people. In Los Angeles, it will last for a long time.

Hot pot is a civilian version, there is nothing particularly precious, what you eat is just an atmosphere.

The weather in Los Angeles this year is still very cold. In previous years, the weather tended to get warmer after the Spring Festival, but this winter in 2004 was cold and cold. It was very pleasant to eat a hot hot pot and go to the cold.

When Wu Liang arrived, Su Xiang stood at the door for the first time. Wu Liang got out of the car and ran forward to politely, "Brother Su is so polite!"

The two of them exchanged a greeting at the door, the door was a little blocked, and a yellow-haired young man was unwilling, so he opened his mouth and cursed, "A good dog is not in the way!"

"Hey!" Wu Liang frowned and frowned. It felt like he had encountered a tuo of dogs. Should he step on it or not?

Wu Liang's original temperament was sluggish, he was hesitating, Su Xiang was reluctant, he invited a dinner, met a disappointing guy, he gave his driver a color, and took Wu Liang to the store. Inside.

As soon as I entered the hot pot restaurant and went up the stairs to the second floor, the familiar recipe was still familiar. Even if the smell was hard to dissipate the next day, the strong smell on the clothes made people know where to eat yesterday!

But this can't stop a foodie heart. Wu Liang hasn't come here for a long time to eat, and he is in a good mood, rubbing his stomach and starting arrangements, "Eight people, let's get eight plates of fat lamb first! Eat first! "

The hot pot is a one-person, one-pot, self-adjusted hot sauce, no white wine at noon, two bottles of red wine, and a hot pot will not have a taste.

Within a few minutes of sitting down, the dishes were already served. Taking advantage of the time when the pot was boiling, Su Xiang couldn't help but secretly asked Wu Liang, "The gorge thing that the girl came back to talk about yesterday, brother Wu Any ideas?"

Wu Liang hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth, "I believe that the simple Grand Canyon matter is not difficult to eat with the abilities of the three of us, and there are no sequelae. However, I always feel that this matter is somewhat unusual."

This is not Wu Liang deliberately showing off. Wu Liang has to look at someone like Secretary Zhao. He does not have many opportunities to deal with people in official circles. The most are the twists and turns in the company. It is a career experience. Relatively more.

However, the workplace is a workplace after all. I really have to jump out of the company and look at problems from an outsider's perspective. Hehe, just like watching the "Chill" movie, you say, in a place as big as Xiangjiang, a lot of people are fighting against each other. Do people read jokes?

And all of Wu Liang’s experience in the struggle for governance comes from the book "Official Immortals" written by Chen Fengxiao. Although it is a novel, it also has a lot of EQ. Otherwise, Wu Liang specially invited people from Bingzhou , Participated in the annual meeting of the starting point, and sat at a table with him, just to let him enter the state as soon as possible and write it to the official immortal.

It’s not that there are no official immortals on Wu Liang’s phone, he can exchange it with the compiled value, but for him, this is a kind of blasphemy to the idol, even if he can’t help but use the compiled value countless times, eventually Still held back.

I laughed at the words I said, "The two thousand and ninety-one days are constantly changing, rain or shine, who can say that your feelings for official immortals are deeper than mine?"

How could Wu Liang be willing to do such a toothless deception?

He also found a reason for himself. There is nothing more fulfilling than witnessing the birth of this book in person. Sometimes, Wu Liang will leave a message to Feng Xiao on the ball, inside and out. Let him write more about a topic.

Even if this is a little bit frustrating, it seems difficult to control this subject with his pen power and experience.

However, Wu Liang believes that a great god will always be a great god, and will never be comparable to a street-fiction writer like him, er, no, a writer can't talk about it, it's a writer.

Part of writing a book depends on experience, and the other part depends on talent. How can a good story be written from the author's pen? That is a skill that Wu Liang can only admire.

After the admiration, this does not delay Wu Liang from obtaining what he wants from the book, such as some life in the world, or some pickled worms in officialdom.

Since Wu Liang was pitted by Lin Huairen more than once or twice, Wu Liang always spared some extra energy, especially for Secretary Zhao, who only said that he was 70% full in words and actions, and left three points in case of dementia.

Similarly, for Su Xiang, he values ​​the Grand Canyon as a wealth of tourism. The risks behind it are not good for him. As a rebirth, Wu Liang has the advantage of information asymmetry. He understands some of Secretary Zhao’s ideas. .

He still needs to confirm again. Right now, the best candidate for this confirmation can only be Su Xiang.

Wu Liang pointed out that this matter is not that simple. Su Xiang carefully pondered it. He frowned and thought for half a minute, but he still couldn't figure it out. He tentatively asked, "Simply judging from the existing companies, The canyon is not too risky!"

Wu Liang smiled without saying a word, "Yes, just because there is not much risk, this has become the biggest risk!"

Su Xiang took a breath, "This? What do you say?"

Wu Liang showed a mysterious smile, watching the water in the soup pot boil, "It's not good to pay the debt!"

This is what Wu Liang worries the most. If Secretary Zhao is really like Wu Liang’s open mouth because of this, whether Wu Liang helps or not, and he is just a businessman, maybe the one from Zhejiang Province might treat him Provide the greatest assistance, but that is Wu Liang's own use value?

Helping is not the same as being hard-hearted.

Once this happens, will he also be brutally suppressed because of being included in the grandson family?

After all, this is an era of success and failure, especially Wu Liang is so sweet and delicious!

Isn't the rich list just the killer list?

Raising grass and playing rabbits does not delay things.

Wu Liang clicked here, and I won’t say any more. How the strength of the two sides compares is still unclear. Anyway, Wu Liang’s trick for Secretary Zhao is to make things worse and use the power of public opinion to make the other party throw a rat .

However, this kind of trick can only be said that it is better than nothing. After all, it doesn't count if you say it. What if you are educated and criticized for swaying?

The two people whispered and talked for a long time, and there was no big boss at all. This surprised the few people Su Xiang brought. How long did the boss smile so kindly?

Bring the soup to the boil, squeeze a slice of mutton until the meat turns dark, dipped it in sesame sauce with leeks, fermented bean curd, and oil. The tenderness of the mutton irritates the taste buds. Wu Liang didn’t say more, even eating a few slices, I felt like Like living in memory.

Once upon a time, Wu Liang was like this. He had a few bottles of liquor with three or five friends. He was in a trance looking at the white mist coming out of the soup pot while spending the winter cold.

What is most familiar with Wu Liang's attitude is how ashamed!

She still remembered that Wu Liang was the same in the summer of the previous year. He looked at the computer screen dumbly, then made a fuss in the office, broke a mouse, quit his job after roaring, and had such a foundation.

What kind of man is this?

Wu Liang was in a daze, shyly looking thoughtfully, Su Xiang was thinking about the meaning of Wu Liang's words, and the scene was unexpectedly deserted.

However, Wu Liang’s hysteria didn’t last long. For about a few minutes, he also seemed to realize that he was wrong. He picked up his wine glass and said with a smile, “This year there are many New Year events, so I didn’t pay a New Year greeting to President Su himself. Drink a glass of wine and borrow flowers to present the Buddha, and pay homage to Brother Su in his old age!"

Su Xiang was also awake from hysteria, clinking glasses and drank the red wine in one glass.

Only Su Wan let out a cold snort, and Wu Liang glanced at her in surprise, feeling secretly refreshed, "Isn't it just one generation lower, isn't it?"

Chu Ziman wanted to laugh, and was busy rounding up the scene. She also took the wine glass and knocked it gently on the table, and respected Su Wan, "Wan Wan, come on, my sister will have a drink with you, I wish my sister can get what you want in the New Year! "

"Huh? What is Wan'er's New Year's resolution?"

Su Wan gave him a white look, and boringly poked the cooked lamb in the pot with chopsticks, and replied silently, "Wish, haha, it won't make sense to say it!"

Wu Liang ate boringly and began to concentrate on the delicacy. Just after eating two bites, Su Xiang's driver came up and gave him a place. He didn't speak, and squeezed things into his mouth.

From his body, Wu Liang could see that this was a bit of Xiao Zifeng's posture. Obviously they were all the kind of masters who solved the battle in three to five minutes. Wu Liang secretly gave Su Xiang a thumbs up.

He had more contact with Xiao Zifeng, and he became more and more respectful of these guys, without him, loyalty.

Su Xiang’s driver was ready to check out. The door of the private room was kicked open. The young man standing at the gate just now yelled, yelling, "Hey, this is the one inside. Don't let anyone go!"

Next to him, a lady wearing a cheongsam should obviously be the lobby manager of the hotel. The expression on her face was very solemn, "Sir, please don't make trouble in the hotel, please?"

It's okay for her not to speak. She opened her mouth, and the yellow-haired young man slapped it over, "Death to me!"

Wu Liang was a little stunned, "Is this the author giving me a bridge section for me to make a face?"

Su Xiang’s driver couldn’t hold on his face a bit. He was trained just now. Seeing that he was not working well, he couldn’t hold on his face. He sat close to the door and picked up two spoons from the table, one in each hand. He stopped at the door of the private room, "Boy, are you looking for death?"

Similarly, Zhang Jianjian and Chu Ziman's "assistant" saw this and said nothing, dropped the chopsticks and picked up two spoons and walked to stand behind him.

This is also due to the good service of the restaurant, in order to facilitate the skimming of the froth and chili in the soup pot, the big soup spoon, uh, enough.

Wu Liang sat peacefully on the stool, but wondered in his heart. I used to read novels and had similar passages, but I didn’t expect that he could meet them. Together with his disgusting tastes, I wanted to experience it for myself. An experience.

The only thing he worried about was that the other party seemed to be crowded and powerful.

Wu Liang's guess was obviously wrong. After the other party yelled twice, he began to rush, with a single shake in his hand, which was premeditated.

However, Wu Liang had confidence in Zhang Jianjian, but Xiao Zifeng patted fiercely and said, "This guy is the Eighth King of Qiu, and you can't get in until Xian No. 4 or 5!"

Su Xiang was more confident. He leaned in Wu Liang's ear and said, "Xiao Zhou can quite fight!"

As Su Xiang said, these people came in quickly and retreated quickly. The driver Xiao Zhou raised his arm and used the soup spoon twice, then flung the spoon away and started to fight back. Perhaps the soup spoon was stained with chili oil. It was greasy and greasy, two spoonfuls down, the first Huang Mao's swinging stick in his hand had already fallen, holding his arm and retreating.

The people behind him were uncomfortable, and the private room doors were not spacious. Even if they were too crowded, they had to go up one by one. The Xiao Zhou people blocked the door in a posture of being closed.

Chong couldn't rush in, and there was no way to just disperse like this. A few people stood outside the door and didn't leave, and began to yell, "Pirate Sun, don't stay in the house, you have the ability to come out!"

Xiao Zhou couldn't hear the scolding, so he was ready to go out, just thinking that his job does not seem to be this, he hesitated for a moment and stopped moving, just watched these dirty wolves vigilantly.

Su Xiang cursed, "Disappointment!"

He turned his head and asked Wu Liang, "Wu Dong, have you eaten well?"

Wu Liang thought about Chen Taizhong's pie, "It's good to eat, but when the other party tells me that I will go out, it will lose face! I will have another bowl of noodles!"

Wu Liang's actions were considered prudent. When he left the house, there were too many people on the other side. As the old saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands. Why should he take advantage of it and waste it?

Wu Liang calmly cooked the noodles and began to concentrate on cooking the noodles. When the noodles were almost ready, there was a scream outside the door, "Who is making trouble?"

Wu Liang frowned when he heard it, put the cooked dragon beard noodles in a bowl, dipped the sauce into his mouth, and let out a sigh of relief, "It's delicious!"