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Vegetable market.

Damn, why!

Go to the vegetable market where the money is so fat and oily? Do you have a pit in your head?

Think about it with your heels, you know, there must be fraud!

"To be honest, we don't worry about the paper team plotting our Wang Tangzu's family background."

Team leader Wang Tangzu frowned, speaking in a heavily accented border dialect, and said: "We have no opinion on changing it, but the problem is that the vegetable market will be given out at that time, and it will be another matter if we can change it."

Cixinghui also nodded: "This thing is really inexplicable."

"Yeah yeah!"

At the end, the Huangxiang group leader, who had no words, could only continue to repeat and nodded in agreement.

"But, I dare not change it." The president of the Fukuyama Club said with a frown: "Our family is small, and there is no one in Jinchuan who has a big business. In case you provoke the murderer, in case you find it at night What should I do if I come here?"

"It's dangerous."

"Have to guard!"

"Yes, yeah." The Huang Xiang group leader continued to nod his head, repeating the words in embarrassment.

"For today's plan, everyone, please listen to me."

The Fukuyama Association sighed. It seems impossible to expect this group of critics to have any ideas. They can only come by themselves and immediately proposed: "If you want me to say, change, it is impossible not to change. But how to change... is a problem."

"It's true." Wang Tangzu group leader nodded: "This place is most prone to problems."

"Yes, yeah." The Huangxiang group leader has given up thinking.

"Everyone here knows that our Fukuyama Club has a little relationship with the Arakawa family, and the old Patriarch has left behind a little affection. We don't need to be afraid of being domineering with the paper team."

A stern look appeared in the eyes of the President of the Fukuyama Association: "So, in my opinion, since the paper-carrying team is uneasy and kind, then we don't need to talk about the rules of the world-isn't he going to change it? Bring out more things. Regardless of whether he will give it to him or not, after signing the contract, we will go to Arakawa’s house and let the master be the master for us. I don’t believe that the paper team dare to repay the debt!

"It's really a smart plan!" His eyes lit up when the president of the Mercy Society heard this.

"It's really a good way!"

"Yeah yeah."

Immediately afterwards, the President of the Fukuyama Society finally raised his eyes and revealed the fox's tail: "However, since the old man came forward and used his old favor, shouldn't the old man take more of the property that will be divided by then?"

As soon as they saw someone trying to move their cake, other people became alert.

"This can be discussed."

"Indeed, the ratio should be discussed carefully..."

"Yeah yeah."

...

In short, despite the ups and downs, the matter was finally successfully finalized. All groups unite to fight against the hegemony of the Huaizhi group, and it is necessary to grab a piece of meat from this exchange!

Therefore, since entering the reception room, these old guys have hardly given any good faces during the whole process. Instead, they commented on the old-fashioned decorations around and dismissed them.

After taking a sip of the tea that I brought up, he tweeted twice and threw it on.

Sneer.

In this way, waited quietly, and gradually, gradually, the footsteps outside the door approached!

There was dead silence in the conference room, and everyone's breathing suddenly rose.

The door was pushed open, and the young man who hurried over raised his head and smiled amiably at them: "Oh, please wait a long time. I have something to deal with. Didn't you wait too much time?"

"Huh, let us..."

President Fukuyama just snorted in his nostrils, and then, the young man's sight came over. Quiet and peaceful, pure pitch black surging in those eyes, exquisite like ink-colored gems, glowing disturbingly.

On his head, the crooked horns looked like evil spirits, but another horn on his forehead had broken.

The sharp stubble had a cold glow like iron, and a faint ferociousness emerged.

Yoshimasa Fukuyama’s voice paused, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his smile suddenly squeezed out: "...Let us rest for so long, the leader of the paper-carrying team is also interested."

"Ah, this is easy to talk about, this is easy to talk about."

Huai Shi nodded and was about to say something, but her brows suddenly frowned, making it difficult to hide her anger.

The pressure of horror instantly enveloped the entire conference room, and even the breath was out of breath.

When everyone was anxious, he saw him slap the table angrily: "How come these people below don't understand the politeness of hospitality at all, and there is no one after tea?!

Don’t you know how to change the tea when it’s cold! Down the mountain! Where did the mountain die! Lao Tzu teaches you to treat guests like this! "

With a bang, the tea cups on the table jumped up, splashing muddy water. The sharp rubbing of porcelain seemed to be pulling on everyone's heart, making their movement all to a halt.

Outside the door, the man who came in a hurry leaned forward and bowed: "Extremely sorry..."

"I'm sorry to be useful, but what else should I do?

When there was a cry, a short knife was thrown in front of him, and he scolded, "Are you swollen, don't you even know awe? You must know the shame, know the shame!"

"Yes!"

The mountain nodded, picked it up from the ground, and suddenly walked up with a grim expression. Just before a few people could react, they slapped their hands on the table and grabbed the knife with their other hand. Sticking his tail finger directly on the desktop.

A ‘bang’!

Immediately afterwards, he screamed:

"Shan Shita pleased you boss!"

Seeing that blood was about to be splashed on the spot, the president of the Fukuyama Club turned green. He quickly held down the hand of the mountain and said, "I can't use it, I can't use it!"

As he said, he winked at his back, which meant that what you guys were still doing in a daze, really made him cut. Believe it or not, turn your little finger for your whole family!

Suddenly a crowd of people reacted, hurriedly: "Ahem, it doesn't have to be that way."

"People need to drink herbal tea when they are old. We let it cool on purpose!"

"Yes, I love herbal tea, cold dishes defeat the fire..."

"Yeah yeah!"

The leader of the Huangxiang group continued to repeat.

"Really?"

Huai Shi asked suspiciously.

A group of people nodded like garlic.

In an instant, after the rain passed and the sky cleared, Huai Shi’s anger dissipated: "So, I misunderstood it, sorry, sorry."

"No, it doesn't matter." Everyone wiped their sweat and quickly nodded and laughed.

"That's all right, down the mountain, there is nothing to do with you here, let's go down." Huai Shi waved his hand: "It's not an example, you know?"

"Yes!" Yamashita drew out the knife, bowed, turned and walked out.

Silence was restored in the conference room.

And Huai Shi looked at their faces and smiled.

The smile is too familiar, as if a ferocious beast is looking at food...

"My meaning, I must be clear to everyone." Huai Shi said, and said slowly: "In order to avoid any misunderstandings, I would like to reiterate that I want to use a few parts of the current Huaizhi team to replace what you have dish……"

Snapped!

There was a muffled noise, and the table shook suddenly, interrupting him.

Yoshimasa Fukuyama slapped the table, got up suddenly, and screamed, "No! Question! Question!"

"Huh?" Huai Shi was taken aback.

The others were also stunned: Damn, you bastard, why are you different from what you said?

"Well, President Fukuyama doesn't need to be so excited." Huai Shi said, "You think about it..."

Snapped!

There was another muffled sound. The president of the Mercy Guild stood up and said: "What are you talking about, leader of the paper, all brothers in the alliance, rounding up, the paper group is our brother!"

Having said that, he raised his tone, "It's just a vegetable market, it's not a problem!"

"Yeah!" Wang Tang group leader reacted, raising his hand just about to slap the table, but Huai Shi looked back, his movements stiffened, put down his hand, and nodded frantically:

"Don't even talk about exchange, you can give it away for free!"

At this time, the leader of the Huangxiang team was all in a bad condition: How the mother sold you the group is different from what you said! What medicine did you take? The tyrants of the Yulian team are so **** as fast as you to turn around!

The most important thing is that all the good words are let you say, what the **** do you let Lao Tzu say!

"..."

In the dead silence, in everyone's sight, the leader of the Huang Xiang team screamed for a long time, his face flushed, and finally his neck and his eyes widened:

"The same for me!!!"

Thus, the dust settled.

Today is another day to earn blood from the repeater...

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"Then everyone, go well, I will not be far away."

After signing the agreement, Huai Shi smiled and sent the group leaders to the door, and the group leaders enthusiastically said goodbye again and again.

In this way, watching these old men go away.

At this time, Yamashita came out from the corner again, looked at the direction where the old ghosts were leaving, and snorted coldly: "A bunch of idiots, they want to come to the paper team to make mistakes."

"It looks like you still know the current affairs."

Huai Shi shrugged, and he had no chance to get the boulder broken chest part he arranged. This made him feel regretful. Thinking of this, he only had a row of heads and pointed to the back: "You tell Takimura, your chest is broken. Dashi’s show has been cancelled. Don’t let Niu Dao stand shirtless in the yard, isn’t it cold!"

Looking back, Huai Shi focused on instructing the house to quickly implement the site exchange, stamped it and sent it to the president to finalize, and then the next stage of market transformation and vegetable supply bidding can begin.

To say that the supermarkets in Yingzhou have always had problems. The vegetables on the shelves are small boxes, and there are no defective products with the slightest leaf drop, and they are not sold.

It's crazy ~lightnovelpub.net~ and it's not bad, and it's not that you can't eat... Anyway, it's better than buying rotten vegetables and dead fish and shrimps next to a lot of smelly drains with mosquitoes and flies. When the time comes, a batch of defective products will be sold at a low price. Will it be able to open the market...

Randomly thinking about the mess in his mind, Huai Shi sat near the door, waiting for Ueno to drive back.

After he had basically thought about the operation at that time, the car had stopped in front of the door of the Huaizhi team.

The car window rolled down, revealing Akasaki's stinky face.

Every time I see him, Huai Shi is curious from the heart: Why is it that some people have a good impression of 80 or more, so they still have a good face?

What is this? Tsundere, a specialty of Yingzhou?

Akasaki glanced at Huaishi, his brows frowned: "Are you going to wear this to the Imperial Casino?"

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