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These words made Wang Meng's heart tighten, and she cried and screamed: "Boss, what should I do? No, I won't discuss this business anymore. Boss, I want to go home."

Wu Xie also had this intention, but when it came to business, he curiously asked him: "What kind of business do you have? Let me hear it."

Wang Meng: "Didn't I pick up a batch of goods when I was on a business trip? Today I talked about a company that picked up the goods and the price was pretty good. Boss, why are you asking? What should I do? Boss, how about you come over? Pick me up, I’m scared.”

"When did you purchase the goods? Why didn't I know? What price did the other party give? How much is the net profit?"

"Boss, is money more important than me? Money is dead, but people are alive. Come and save me."

Wu Xie was really curious to death. Wang Meng looked stupid and had a dumb look on his face, but he could actually negotiate a business.

"Speak quickly and I'll listen. If you're satisfied, I'll pick you up."

Wang Meng roughly quoted a number: "It's a guaranteed number. After the goods are thoroughly inspected, it may increase by another five percent."

Wu Xie looked at his phone in disbelief and plucked his ears. This guy has a talent for business. It's more than three times better than the little brother. "You can do it. I'll tell you to send her to Xiaohua later to learn some lessons and train her. You will be a shareholder in our shop from now on. I'll re-write the contract when I have time."

Wang Meng: "Stop talking, boss, what should I do? When will you pick me up!"

This single voice couldn't be so obscene. Hearing how loudly he howled, Wuxie could only comfort him: "You saw it too. That painting is my friend. What does that mean?"

"what?"

"It means he listens to me. If he himself listens to me, then his painting must also listen to me. Don't worry, I ordered that painting not to hurt you. The premise is that you negotiate this business well. Then what happens? , spend money to buy the painting and put it in the house, take the painting wherever you go, wait for seven, seven, forty-nine days, and I will pick you up."

Wang Meng asked with some disbelief: "Are you really coming to pick me up? I will definitely take the painting with me. Boss, don't forget me."

Wuxie responded repeatedly.

After hanging up the phone, I breathed a sigh of relief and felt much happier. God has closed the door for me to do business, but opened the window for my associates to do business. Ah, no, I will be a shareholder from now on.

After the fun, he stood up from the threshold, but when he turned around, he saw the little brother standing there. Not that I was shocked, but just a little guilty.

"Pingzi~ I just wanted to find you. When were you here?"

Ah, isn’t this a nonsense question? He could hear it within a hundred meters. Not to mention it's only separated by a door.

"Um, I was wondering if we should go out for a meeting and make an appointment..." Wuxie pouted, looking up and down in embarrassment.

"Ah."

I seemed to hear him respond, but it was extremely slight. Wuxie looked at the little brother, and the little brother looked at him in the same way. There were no words for a moment.

Wu Xie grinned at him, took his hand and walked out. His hands were dry and not smooth to the touch, which was because he had wounds all year round. My brother's blood is different from ordinary people's. In addition to having strange effects, his wounds are not easy to heal.

As we approached the door, the little brother didn't break free or showed any displeasure. Wuxie said softly: "Brother, our parents have also met, and we have reserved a room for you at home. You...you should know what I mean, right?"

"I don't have to force you to make any decision. I will always follow your footsteps. That is, I didn't just say that your business is my business. Now I can say with certainty that your business is my business. It must be my thing. We are, well, let’s talk about it, we are all adults, and the relationship is always unclear, and I am always not at ease.”

Zhang Qiling pursed her lips and said, "I think I'm expressing myself."