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"Old Wan, the hot spring last night was pretty good. To be honest, that little girl who pushed the back is really good. You have good taste.”

"The hotpot restaurant today is a little ordinary.”

"If it wasn't for this bottle of Maotai, I wouldn't have eaten it. The fish hotpot was not very interesting. It was a clear soup with little water.”

"Hey, is the beauty I asked you to call here?”

……

In the private room on the second floor of the Fish Sect Master Hotpot.

A chubby young man with a 3.3-foot waist and a red face was sitting on the sofa and asking.

Beside him, Wan Ming's face was about to turn green.

He was cursing in his heart, F * ck, are you here to show off or to help me out? This is too much."

"Cough cough, Old Tan, what's the rush? It's not even noon yet, so we ate early. Pretty girls have to get off work."

"What about Wu Hao? That fellow was also so slow? The company had gone bankrupt, and he was still pretending. I'm already here, but he's not."

Fatty glared at him and walked to the window.

As he peeked out, he curled his lips and said,"It's not that I want to say that you people don't have any ability to start a company. The field of Optics was so narrow. Could anyone survive in it?”

"Look at me. I'm going back to eastern Guangdong to sell rice harvesters.”

"We sell tens of thousands of units a year, and our profits are tens of millions.”

"Fully automatic rice harvesters, low cost, large quantities. Hehe, I think the two of you should just work with me and help me open up the market in North China.”

Wan Ming stood at the side and smiled without saying anything.

Say what?

This man was from eastern Guangdong.

His name was Tan Hong.

She majored in information science in university and was in the same class as Wu Hao and Wan Ming. After graduation, she went back to her hometown to sell tractors.

It was really strange.

However, no matter what, his assets were already in the tens of millions.

This time, he came to Yanjing to discuss business.

In the end, he contacted Wan Mingshi and talked about Wu Hao's company bankruptcy. This guy wanted to see Wu Hao no matter what and said that they could talk about it.

Maybe he could invest some money to play.

Listen.

He was rich now, and his investments were all for fun.

"Aiya."

Suddenly, Tan Hong's eyes widened. He looked outside and exclaimed,""So powerful. As expected of Yanjing, there was actually a supercar parked in this alley.”

"What?"

Wan Ming was stunned and craned his neck to look outside.

"Do you see it? It's parked by the roadside below.”

Tan Hong pointed.

"Oh, I saw it. Damn, he's so f * cking handsome."

Wan Ming saw it too.

It was a cool black sports car.

"Do you know what kind of car it is?" Tan Hong shook his head and clicked his tongue.”

"Is that…McLaren?"

Wan Ming was also a car fan.

He was also familiar with the logo of all kinds of luxury cars.

Therefore, he could tell at a glance that it was a McLaren supercar.

"Tsk tsk, McLaren P1. Do you know that car has a nickname?"

Tan Hong said proudly.

It was as if the car was his.

"What nickname?"

"McLaren P1, also known as the Evil Smile. Do you know why it's called Evil Smile?"

"You don't know?" Wan Ming shook his head.

"You fool. Evil smile meant that if one looked at its front face from the front, it would look like a smiling face with an evil smile. Aiya, he's so handsome."

Tan Hong turned around and patted Wan Ming's shoulder.""Old Wan, you won't be able to afford that kind of car in your lifetime.”

“……”

"That car, all of it costs more than 13 million.”

“……”

"You can just admire it."

Tan Hong turned around and sat down.

Wan Ming's face twitched.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Suddenly, the door of the private room was pushed open.

Wu Hao strode in and said as he walked,""Which old classmate is here? Me? Isn't this Old Tan?"

Wu Hao's eyes lit up when he saw Tan Hong.

They were really old classmates.

"Wu Hao, it's not that I want to criticize you."

Tan Hong sat there steadily without raising his head. He picked up a few pieces of fish meat with his chopsticks and put them into the hotpot. He curled his lips and said,"You're really not cut out for sales."

"What?"

Wu Hao was stunned.

"I say, you're not cut out for sales. I'm here to help you. You said you made me wait for half a day.”

Wu Hao blinked." I came over immediately after I received Old Wan's call."”

"And you came over immediately? So slow?"

"Still slow? I drove here."

"What car? The bus? Stop and go?"

Tan Hong glanced at Wu Hao.

"F * ck!"

Wu Hao's face immediately turned cold.

This fellow was really putting on airs. The moment he entered the room, he showed his might.

Seeing that Wu Hao's face had darkened, Wan Ming hurriedly pulled him to the side and smiled apologetically.""Haozi, Old Tan is a big boss now. Look, the way he spoke was different.”

"Aura your ass."

Wu Hao glared at him."You hung up on me the moment I called. You didn't even let me finish my sentence. Have you grown some skills?"

"Cough cough, Haozi, don't stare. Let's eat first. I specially bought a bottle of Maotai. Even Old Tan is hungry."

Wan Ming tugged at Wu Hao again.

At this moment, Tan Hong raised his head and glanced at Wu Hao. He curled his lips and said with a smile,"Wu Hao, stop pretending. I already know about that little thing of yours. If you drink with me today, I can invest some money to save your life.”

Hearing this, Wu Hao calmed down.

"Boss Tan, how much can you invest?" he asked.”

"A few million is nothing."

"Millions…"

Wu Hao shook his head and muttered,"A few million yuan can make you order your old classmate around. You're really drunk."”

"What do you mean?"

Tan Hong put down his chopsticks and looked at Wu Hao.""He doesn't have much ability, but his temper isn't small. He even said that he drove here. Do you think Old Wan didn't tell me that your car was already pawned? What car are you driving? Do you drive a bus?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Hao threw a car key on the table.

There was a clang.

Tan Hong and Wan Ming couldn't help but look over.

Me?

McLaren's logo?

The two of them widened their eyes.

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