Cities: The Goddess of Salvation at the start rewards ten sets of courtyard houses

At this time, in Mr. Chen's private room.

Wang Jiawei has led Zhang Qian over.

When Mr. Chen saw the two, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Master Wang is here, come here, let me introduce you, this is the general contractor of the entire Jingming Technology project, Qian Feng, Mr. Qian."

"Come here quickly and toast a glass of wine."

"If your family wants to grow bigger in the future, you must have a good relationship with Mr. Qian."

When Wang Jiawei heard this, his eyes lit up.

He picked up a glass of wine on the table and said with a smile, "I will offer you a glass of money."

Qian Feng was a middle-aged fat man. He was sitting on a chair and looked like a mountain of meat. Seeing Wang Jiawei's toast, he also raised his glass with a smile.

"It's easy to say, easy to say, as long as you give enough money, you can have any project you want."

The fat man obviously drank a lot of wine, his eyes were blurred, and he spoke out all the words in his mind.

But there were no outsiders in the room.

Even if he marked the price clearly, no one would know.

And Zhang Qian just stood aside silently, without saying a word, he just wanted to see how big a moth this group of rubbish could make.

After Wang Jiawei drank a glass of wine, he led Zhang Qian to sit down.

Mr. Chen took a second look at this guy who came in with Wang Jiawei, but he still didn't take it seriously.

After two or three rounds of drinking, everyone felt a little smug.

Mr. Chen suddenly put his arms around Wang Jiawei's shoulders, and said with a mean smile: "Young Master Wang, you see, you drank the wine and ate the food, don't you think there are any shortcomings?"

Wang Jiawei looked puzzled.

Before he figured out what Mr. Chen wanted, he went on to say: "Brother is missing a woman right now. I think the two standing in the corridor just now are pretty good."

Chapter 262

Those two standing in the hallway?

You are paralyzed.

Wang Jiawei's face suddenly darkened.

"Mr. Chen, you are drunk."

"If you really want it, I'll treat you to the Red Pavilion tonight. You can have any young models you want."

"No, no need." Boss Chen waved his hand, and still said desperately: "I'm tired of those games, I just want to play something different."

"I know that's your girlfriend."

"But as the saying goes, brothers are like siblings, women are like clothes, as long as you give them to me today, let me play for once."

"From now on, you will be my brother."

"I guarantee you are popular, drink... drink!!"

Snapped!

Zhang Qian directly picked up the bottle of Moutai, and opened a ladle for Mr. Chen with a blank expression on his face.

The wine and blood mixed together and flowed down from his head.

"Ah, shit."

Mr. Chen covered his head, took two steps back, and looked at the two of them in disbelief.

Especially Zhang Qian.

At this time, he hurt someone, and he still looked calm and breezy, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, motionless.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still holding Banla Moutai in his hand.

Who would have thought that he just opened a ladle for someone.

Mr. Chen turned his head and glared at Wang Jiawei, shouting: "Wang, you dare to be beaten..."

Snapped!

Wang Jiawei stepped forward with a kick.

Mr. Chen didn't finish his sentence, so he was kicked and lay on the ground.

Before he could stand up, Wang Jiawei, who was tall and a head taller than Mr. Chen, stood in front of him, holding Zhang Qian's half-broken wine bottle in his hand.

"Are you trying to say something on the horse?"

The edge of the broken wine bottle was sharp, and it was only a centimeter away from Mr. Chen's eyeball.

Just now, he told Zhang Qian not to talk nonsense. Wang Jiawei, whose business is very important to him this time, acted even crazier than Zhang Qian.

Mr. Chen was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak.

"It's turned upside down, I think you don't want to do it anymore."

Although Qian Feng was also taken aback, he was more furious. He glared at the two of them, and said coldly: "Wang Jiawei, you have been eliminated, and you don't have to go to the bidding tomorrow."

Zhang Qian turned his head and glared at him: "Try saying one more sentence."

Qian Feng was suddenly too frightened to speak.

Although Zhang Qian was not very old, he was full of aura. Just staring at Qian Feng like this made Qian Feng feel very nervous.

"Call the police, you must call the police."

At this time, Mr. Chen burst into a burst of courage from nowhere, and he roared out of his throat.

A look of panic flashed across Wang Jiawei's face.

On the other hand, Zhang Qian sneered and said, "That's good. When the time comes, the police will come and tell you all about your bribery."

This time Mr. Chen was shocked.

Not only him, even Qian Feng's expression changed.

If this matter broke out, he would definitely be unable to bear it.