Why are you so proud? With the system in hand, the goddess can get it if she wants.

The bar was as lively as ever, and the music was heart-pounding.

"Where's your sister May?"

"what?"

"Where is your sister May?"

"Can't hear clearly."

Xu Lang called Mao Amei two or three times outside the bar, but no one answered.

Maybe the music was too loud and I couldn't hear the phone ringing.

After Xu Lang entered the bar, he looked around but did not see May. If he had not drunk so much at Li Le'er's house that night, Xu Lang would not have to be in a hurry and could just drink and wait in the bar.

After all, it was May who asked him to come, so she would find him sooner or later.

But he had already had a lot of wine, and now he just wanted to discuss morning matters and leave quickly.

Now I don't want to drink even a drop of alcohol.

So I randomly grabbed a guy wearing a vest and asked him where May was.

If it was understandable that he spoke in a low voice the first time, but the second time Xu Lang shouted at the top of his voice.

When the sales guy in a vest said again that he couldn't hear clearly, Xu Lang took out two big red banknotes from his pocket.

"Can you hear me now?"

Xu Lang asked again in a voice neither too loud nor too soft.

The young man's eyes lit up and he immediately said with a smile: "May, it's in the back office. Just go straight ahead from here and the door on the right is it."

After answering yes, his eyes were fixed on the banknotes in Xu Lang's hand.

Xu Lang handed it over directly.

This little devil is really troublesome.

Xu Lang led Zhao Yizhou in the direction the young man pointed.

The young man watched the two people leave, touched the banknotes with his fingers to see if they were real, and muttered, "Look for it, look for it, you won't be able to find it in two days."

As Xu Lang walked, he recalled what the young man had said. When he came a few days ago, everyone called him Sister May. But just now, the young man clearly heard that he was looking for May but pretended not to hear him and did not call her Sister May.

It seems that she hasn't had a good time these days.

Xu Lang suddenly felt a little guilty.

No matter what, he was the cause of the incident and he implicated her.

Walk through the crowd and come to the door on the right.

Xu Lang raised his hand and knocked a few times.

No response was found.

There may also be responses that cannot be heard.

So I tentatively turned the doorknob and it worked.

open the door.

I saw a middle-aged black fat man wearing a big gold ring, a big gold chain and a floral shirt. He had one hand around May's waist and was trying to grab May's hand with the other hand.

It can be seen that May is trying her best to avoid it, and her expression is extremely reluctant.

Hearing the sound of Xu Lang pushing the door, the middle-aged fat man quickly withdrew his hand.

May also took the opportunity to stand up and looked at Xu Lang with an awkward smile on her face.

It was still a bit uncomfortable to be witnessed by outsiders in such a miserable scene.

Xu Lang quickly explained: "I was knocking on the door for a long time just now, so I wanted to open the door and take a look. Sorry to bother you."

May walked around Xu Lang and closed the door.

You know what, the sound insulation in this office is really good.

The music isn't that loud when the door is open, and it's almost inaudible when the door is closed.

"Maybe the music was too loud and I couldn't hear you. Mr. Xu, please take a seat."

He led Xu Lang to the sofa.

He looked at Zhao Yizhou again and asked hesitantly: "This is..."

"Oh, my friend, his last name is Zhao."

"Oh, Mr. Zhao, please take a seat too,"

After asking the two to sit down, Mao Amei poured them tea.

"Hey."

The middle-aged black fat man picked up the phone and answered the call.

But he looked at Xu Lang and Zhao Yizhou with some surprise, and his eyes slowly became solemn.

"Okay, got it."

After hanging up the phone, he asked, "Are you the Mr. Xu that Amei mentioned?"

Xu Lang had just seen that scene, and the fat black man didn't show any intention of leaving.

I probably guessed that the fat black guy was the boss.

I despise such people in my heart.

Just for a few bucks he wants to force women of good character into prostitution. There are so many women who like money but he doesn't bother looking for them, but he forces it on women he doesn't like.

Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you have a few bucks?

Rubbish.

But he still smiled faintly and said, "Hello, Xu Lang."

"Mr. Xu, where are you working?"

The middle-aged dark fat man looked at Xu Lang with vigilant eyes.

He drove the latest Ferrari whenever he went out, a car he couldn't even afford. But no one in City A had ever heard of the Xu family.

Could it be a new elite?

Xu Lang knew what he meant. He was just looking at the person and would not tell the truth to such an indifferent person. He said ambiguously:

"Make some small investments or something. By the way, does your bar need investment?"

Xu Lang directly introduced the topic to prevent the big black fat man from asking further questions.

“How much can you throw?”

"How much do you need?"

Xu Lang still had a faint smile on his face and spoke calmly.

The big black fat man was slightly surprised, but when he thought about the Ferrari worth more than 6 million, he was not that surprised. He thought for a while with his eyelids drooping, and added another 500,000 to his original request.

Hold up two fingers.

Xu Lang said calmly, "Okay."

The big black fat guy was a little surprised. He didn't even hesitate?

I originally heard from Amei that it helped find an investor to offset the merits and demerits.

In his heart, he was still laughing at Amei's desperate struggle. If she really knew someone who could come up with one or two million to invest, why would she have to compromise with him for the past half year?

I couldn't resist Mao Amei's begging.

Another thing is that it is also true that Zhang Er threatened him to withdraw his investment.

If he were to make up for the more than one million shares himself, he would have emptied his family fortune.

Just because one bar is doing well doesn’t mean the second one will be just as good.

He now has wine and meat, and really doesn't want to risk losing everything again.

But Ma Liu has been in the business for so many years and has never been threatened by anyone.

I really can't bear this.

I originally planned to swallow my pride and beg another shareholder to make additional investment.

But when he heard Mao Amei say that she could attract new investment, he became tempted again.

Maybe the new bar will need more money to be fully operational.

That's why I agreed to let Mao Amei come and meet Mr. Xu.

Xu Lang continued, "Two million is no problem. But I need to look at your account book to see if you are qualified to take the two million from me."

"Yes, that's as it should be. We have prepared everything for you."

The big black fat man said this with a smile on his face.

And signaled Mao Amei to give the folder to Xu Lang.

Xu Lang took the folder and looked at the data inside.

He knew a little bit about it.

A brick fell from the sky and hit ten people, six of whom were accountants.

And Ye Yining is the accountant.

At the end of every month, he always helps out with overtime, so he knows the general logical relationship.

Looking at the watch, turning the pages one by one.

The big black fat man looked at Xu Lang with an increasingly serious look.

More than half an hour later, Xu Lang nodded and said, "The turnover is good and the profit is high. OK, I'll invest the two million."

The big black fat man quickly smiled and said, "I'm not bragging, my Feilongzaitian bar is definitely one of the best in City A in terms of making money."

"Well, it's a lot more than I thought."

"Then...shall we sign it?" the big black fat man asked tentatively.