Chapter 93
Li Chengwen took a look at Wang Kuafu's figure, and really suspected that he was scolding himself.

Wang Kuafu and Song Zhenyue, half a catty is against eight taels, no, a hundred catties is against a thousand taels.

"A fat man is a fat man, can you not add the word "death" in front?" Song Zhenyue said with a smile.

Li Chengwen had been in contact with him before, and knew that this greasy fat man was smiling almost all the time, never revealing his true feelings, even in his eyes, he would not reveal any information.

"You are so fat and glib!" Wang Kuafu scolded.

Song Zhenyue didn't care. He went straight to Li Chengwen. It seemed clear that Li Chengwen was the one with the most say.

"Mr. Li, we meet again!" He stretched out a pair of greasy hands to shake hands with Li Chengwen.

Li Chengwen took advantage of the opportunity and stuffed the disposable paper cup that had been drunk into his hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

Song Zhenyue's face didn't change at all, he threw the paper cup into the trash can, turned around and pretended to be surprised: "Isn't this Ren Pingsheng as the president of the conference? Why do you come with Mr. Li when you have time? Call me in advance, Jiuding Really bad hospitality! Bad hospitality!"

Compared with Jia Zhengren of Gulkas, Song Zhenyue seems to be born with a mask of hypocrisy. This mask has been worn for a long time and cannot be taken off.

As he spoke, he pretended to berate the security guard and the front desk receptionist, and then smiled and brought the group of four to the reception room.

If the reception room of Gurkas is a simple and technological style full of futuristic sense, then the reception room of Jiuding is an extremely luxurious style full of nouveau riche taste.

The entire reception room is resplendent and magnificent, those who didn't know it thought they entered the palace, it was all golden.

Everyone was taken aback when they entered the door, and no one could tell that a room that looked normal from the outside turned out to be another world inside.

Li Chengwen and Ren Pingsheng looked at each other, each knowing what the other was thinking at this time.

This bright golden decoration style can give a strong psychological hint to the people sitting inside.

gold.

Being able to sit here is equivalent to having wealth.

Murong Jiuding didn't say anything else, this point is still full of heart.

Anyone who comes to Jiuding to discuss business, once they enter this reception room, their psychological defense will be weakened.

"It's all shiny gold, it's so vulgar! Vulgar! It's too vulgar!" Wang Kuafu said to Zhang Tieqi.

Song Zhenyue said with a smile: "This place is decorated like this because of my suggestion. They are all in the same industry, and I don't hide it from everyone. The success rate of business negotiations in this reception room is very high!"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhenyue was so frank, and directly revealed the intention of doing so, a trace of surprise flashed in Li Chengwen's eyes, but he became more wary of Song Zhenyue.

This greasy man will never be as honest as he shows.

In terms of tonnage, he is similar to Wang Kuafu, and in terms of city mansion, the two Wang Kuafu are not his opponents.

"If you are sensible, hurry up and call that old guy Murong Jiuding out, man's time is precious!" Wang Kuafu said carelessly.

"Ha ha!"

Song Zhenyue glanced at the mirror behind Li Chengwen calmly, and said with a smile, "Chairman Murong is not here, you can talk to me about any cooperation matters."

Li Chengwen turned his head and glanced at it. After noticing that there was a mirror almost occupying the front wall behind him, the interrogation room that is common in gangster movies appeared in his mind for a moment. The side of the mirror was another room, and the people there could clearly see See everything here.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked quite dignified was staring at the four people together with Lin Fuping in the room behind the mirror.

"Did he find us?" Lin Fuping asked softly after seeing Li Chengwen's unusual behavior.

"No, if he really finds us here, then this young man must be a young man with an extremely terrifying mind."

The middle-aged man is Murong Jiuding, his skin is well maintained, he looks like he is only in his early 30s, and his brows are full of heroism, which attracts Lin Fuping's coveted eyes from time to time.

"Jiuding, you really don't want to go out and show your face?" Lin Fuping looked at Murong Jiuding with some ambiguity, with an expression on her face that can only be seen when she looks at a handsome boy.

Murong Jiuding lowered his head slightly, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but his tone was still very gentlemanly.

"It's not yet time."

"Old Murong is not here, what can you do with a wild boar!" Wang Kuafu sneered.

"Song, as the spokesperson of Jiuding, still has a little right to make decisions." Song Zhenyue squinted and smiled.

On the way here, Ren Pingsheng told Li Chengwen that apart from Murong Jiuding in the Jiuding team, there may be a few people with more seniority than Song Zhenyue, but no one can be as highly valued by Murong Jiuding as Song Zhenyue.

In other words, Song Zhenyue is the well-deserved No. [-] member of the Jiuding team. Internally and externally, he has more power to speak than Murong Yaoshi.

"Lin Fuping invested in you?" Ren Pingsheng didn't bother to go around with him anymore, so he asked directly.

"President Ren is really well-informed. You already know what happened in just a few days? Could it be that you intend to come to our Jiuding to serve?" Song Zhenyue said with a smile.

"Okay, I hope that whether it's Lin Fuping or that Murong on your head, they won't make any small moves in the future." Ren Pingsheng said lightly.

Song Zhenyue was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Where did President Ren start with this sentence? Our Jiuding is a serious financial team. I don't quite understand what small tricks you are talking about."

"You fat man is still pretending here!" Wang Kuafu slammed the table and said, staring at Song Zhenyue.

"No wonder President Ren brought so many people here today. He didn't expect that they came to intimidate me. Someone Song is smiling all day long, but he doesn't like this." Song Zhenyue still laughed.

Just as Wang Kuafu was about to stand up, he was grabbed by Zhang Tieqi. He glanced at Ren Pingsheng before giving up and muttering.

"Fatty!"

"Song Zhenyue, since Murong Jiuding is unwilling to show up today, I will ask you to bring him a message." Ren Pingsheng said.

"President Ren, please tell me that it is more comfortable to deal with polite people." Song Zhenyue took the opportunity to stab Wang Kuafu in a ambiguous manner, which almost made him fly into a rage again.

"Tell Murong Jiuding that I will not pursue the matter of sending my son to me as an undercover agent, but if you still want to do something against Li Chengwen in the future, don't blame us for peace."

Ren Pingsheng looked straight at Song Zhenyue with piercing eyes.

"I'll bring the words, but someone Song also has a few words that he wants to say to Chairman Ren. This time, Chairman Ren has mobilized a large number of people to ask the crime. No matter what the reason is, I am afraid that he has found the wrong person."

Song Zhenyue stood up as he spoke, stretched out his arms, pointed at the glittering reception room around him and said with a smile: "Jiuding's strength does not require any small tricks against anyone."

(End of this chapter)

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