"Mr. Qiu, I heard that you paid the bill. Look at our small business, we can barely put our mouths on it."

Ren Jiaming had just heard Zhao Changan say that the old man with a black and purple face in front of him was the boss of the pheasant Taurus Securities who had never heard of. He agreed to pay the money, otherwise he would not have the intention to bring these four guys over and ask the doctor for treatment.

"You do it and go to my company to sign."

Qiu Xiancheng was a little surprised to see that the boss of Heyuan knew him, and said proudly and embarrassedly: "It's not the face of Mr. Shang, I'll sink him to the river tonight!"

"Mr. Qiu is indeed proud, but my budding and waiting for the opening of the treasure were all made of real good materials, and porcelain is all the finest products of Jingdezhen,—"

"You just count."

Qiu Xiancheng really doesn't care about this little money. He only cares about his face: "I really didn't expect that this little boss who has a small front can actually hold Mr. Shang's thigh. No wonder he is so arrogant and has the capital to be arrogant."

Ren Jiaming smiled and did not answer Qiu Xiancheng's topic, but continued to add: "Mr. Qiu said three times the compensation at that time."

Qiu Xiancheng's cheeks suddenly twitched, shaking so hard that his left cheek, which was swollen from the swelling, was so painful.

He said angrily: "Boss Ren, I, Qiu Xiancheng, spoke in a breeze. Since I said compensation at the price, it would be a penny. But the rest of the things are twice, three times or ten times, whoever you say you will go to? But I have to remind Mr. Ren, Zhao Changan is so small that according to your algorithm, he will have to sell the goods twice. You must be mentally prepared for this."

"Mr. Qiu, don't you know who Zhao Changan is?"

Ren Jiaming really felt very strange. He wanted to mess with the other party but he didn't even have the other party's bottom. He dared to be so reckless in Mingzhu Beach, a place where he hides dragons and crouches. It was a miracle to be able to live to this age.

"who is he?"

Qiu Xiancheng was shocked and felt his scalp feel a little numb.

After living to this age, he has already become a spirit. If he can't even understand this sentence, then his fifty or sixty years will be in vain.

Ren Jiaming smiled and said, "Okay, since that's the case, Zhao Chang'an and Mr. Shang are still having dinner with me. It's a tragic thing. They smashed my shop. I still have to smile and give my own living room to this young master and aunt; I'll go to him now."

"Don't, boss, money is nothing, who is this Zhao Changan?"

Qiu Xiancheng's heart was beating. He had a premonition that he might have really hit the nail on the head this time.

The old Zapi next to him who was speechless was not clear at this time, and looked at Qiu Xiancheng and Ren Jiaming in surprise.

Of course, he had also come to Heyuan for dinner, but because it was too expensive, it was only once.

He hadn't had some unhealthy thoughts when he looked at these slim and beautiful waiters at the dinner table.

However, after the elder brother who was treating him to secretly talked about the boss's relationship, the old Zapi woke up from the drunkenness.

Now this boss with a lot of energy says that young man, and the meaning inside is naturally self-evident.

The old muslim who was so scared that his face was swollen like a pig's head was trembling.

"I can't tell you what's going on here. Zhao Chang'an is very famous in Mingzhu and even in the country. You can tell if you ask a little bit of information. To be honest, I want to invite him to hold a solo concert in Heyuan, but I still have Heyuan really don't have the qualifications. The price of a song now starts at 80,000 yuan. I really want to invite him to come and sing it, and sing Heyuan into his in half an evening."

"So he's a singer~"

Qiu Xiancheng felt very calm.

"Singer? OK, Mr. Qiu, do you have to pay twice or three times the compensation? It's okay if you don't pay it. I'll go find Zhao Chang'an."

Ren Jiaming really looked down on the "Mr. Qiu" in front of him. Don't he understand that singers, painters, novelists, and other despicable characters from all walks of life are the most difficult to deal with. Moreover, Zhao Chang'an is not a singer. The label of "There is such a simple definition".

At this time, he no longer had the interest to continue talking to Qiu Xiancheng.

Because talking to an old man who can't get on the table with dog meat is a waste of time.

And a person who is over 60 years old is the kind of old man who looks for women every day, has kidney deficiency and can't urinate, and is a business rookie who is only 20 years old. Ren Jiaming doesn't need to think about it and knows his side without thinking about it.

“Three times more than three times!”

Qiu Xiancheng agreed in pain and decided to go back for a full-body examination first, and at the same time, he asked someone to play Zhao Changan's bottom.

Let’s see which god he is?

‘The price of a song now starts at 80,000 yuan. If he really wants to invite him to come and sing it, he will sing Heyuan in half an evening.’

Qiu Xiancheng didn't believe Ren Jiaming's words at all. In his opinion, Ren Jiaming was deliberately giving Zhao Chang'an.

Although he doesn't care about the entertainment industry, he knows some things.

There are also stars in China who sing 70,000 or 80,000 yuan for a song, but they are all familiar with each other. He has never heard of Zhao Chang'an.

As for revenge, he no longer had any thoughts.

Those who can talk like this with Shang Qingqing can make Heyuan’s boss comment in such an vague tone and gild his face.

Qiu Xiancheng was crazy and thought about getting back.

In short, he was severely posed by that little girl Song Jing, and suffered a huge loss.

——

Shang Qingqing came and went in a hurry, leaving only Zhao Changan and Wen Ye to drink in Ren Jiaming's living room.

"I ordered two bottles of Wuliangye, and she took one bottle away. Is it a bottle that we can relieve our worries?"

Although there hasn't been a checkout yet, Zhao Changan doesn't have to think about it and you don't have to take this meal tonight. It still hurts a little: "How much food does it have to be sold!"

"I really didn't expect that you are actually a person who cares about the country and the people."

Wen Yezi let out a sip of wine: "It's comfortable to drink high-alcohol. Since you feel so distressed, you have to drive later, so try to drink as little as possible."

"hehe."

Zhao Changan picked up the wine glass and drank it all, answering Wen Ye with practical actions.

You drink one bottle of wine one cup after another, and I quickly went down half a bottle.

The two of them ate and drank without saying anything. They were obviously digesting speculation and deducing the deep meaning behind Shang Qingqing's words just now.

"Song Jing's investment is about 500,000 or 600,000 yuan. She added three times the leverage, which is only 2 million yuan, and she actually targeted her? The last time Li Xingzhi's incident made Lao Luo and the others know about Song Jing, and we threatened them, so we should have contacted Shang Qingqing in advance."

Zhao Changan filled their glasses with wine glasses: "Reasonably, since we know this, it is not unforgivable to make some money by taking a ride-sharing to make some money, but Lao Luo and the others took action and did not give any news here. They fought until they were below the closing line of Song Jing's capital allocation. Are you not afraid that we will be angry and breaking their affairs?"
Chapter completed!