Urumqi, which is shrouded in wind and sand all year round, has a bitter morning breeze. In a mansion outside the remote city, Zhang Haiming paced back and forth, looking at the steaming breakfast on the table, frowned and frowned.

Zhang Haiming didn't eat for two days. He was so hungry that he had reached the limit of his patience. If he was just hungry, he wouldn't be able to bear it. However, the most unbearable thing is that when he was extremely hungry, he had all kinds of delicacies in front of him.

But Zhang Haiming dared not eat it.

Since the day he was arrested, Zhang Haiming has not seen anyone except for the servant who came to deliver meals on time three meals a day, and he has no idea about the purpose of the other party locking him up here.

He had no way to judge whether the food in front of him was poisonous, so he could only keep silently telling himself in his heart that he would never die before knowing why he died.

But now Zhang Haiming can no longer help it. The hunger made him feel dizzy and even unconscious. Now all Zhang Haiming needs to face is to choose one of them between being starved to death and being poisoned to death. Zhang Haiming did not hesitate.

The latter was chosen.

Even if you die, you must be a full devil. Bloody Mountains and Rivers 332

The soup on the table was steaming. In the eyes of Zhang Haiming, who was so hungry that the fog was like a fairyland, he had no time to care about anything else, picked up the hot soup, regardless of the burning taste.

He poured his mouth into his stomach with a big mouthful, grabbed a piece of baked naan and stuffed it into his mouth. He swallowed it in big mouthfuls and didn't even have time to chew it carefully.

"Slow," a voice came from outside the door, from far to near, and the figure stopped behind the mist emitted by the hot soup. The sound was also a bit unreal, and a slightly joking voice said softly: "I've been hungry for a few days.

It’s easy to die of eating so much suddenly.”

Zhang Haiming coughed because of choking, and his tears and snot flowed. He rubbed his eyes and saw clearly the person in front of him. He raised his eyebrows in confusion and said, "You

Who is it?"

The man standing opposite Zhang Haiming was wearing a green riding suit, his horse boots were polished with shiny hair, his eyes were sharp, his eyebrows were tall, and under his straight nose was a pair of thin lips. He was smiling slightly at the moment, looking behind his hands

Zhang Haiming disagreed and said, "Mr. Zhang is really a noble man who forgets things. You and I have been fortunate to meet. Can't Mr. Zhang remember it at all?"

Zhang Haiming couldn't remember. When he was in the brothel that day, the whole scene was in chaos. Zhang Haiming naturally didn't care about looking at Sheng Shicai who was trampling Ma Bufang under his feet. He only remembered a silhouette holding a gun, and there was nothing else.

But after Sheng Shicai reminded him, Zhang Haiming immediately remembered the process of that day, and suddenly became shocked and said tremblingly: "Sir, what happened that day has nothing to do with Zhang, it's all that Ma Bufang himself is good.

He is lustful and reckless, and he often gets into the chief concubine, and the latest chapter of the genius lady!"

Zhang Haiming kept silent about his search for rescue. In this situation, the only thing Zhang Haiming could do was to try his best to leave himself out of the whole thing, and on the other hand, he would like to take Ma Bufang's ancestors in his heart for the 18th generation.

They all cursed, if it weren't for Ma Bufang, how could he have been caught in such a ghost place!

Looking at Zhang Haiming's nervous expression, Sheng Shicai couldn't help but snorted and waving his hands repeatedly: "Mr. Zhang seems to have misunderstood. Sheng invited Mr. Zhang here not for that little thing."

For Sheng Shicai, who had never suffered a defeat or was chased by others, the matter of brothel that day was not a trivial matter. However, judging from the current situation, compared with the matter of oil, this matter is indeed insignificant.

Sheng Shicai coughed twice and talked happily: "If Sheng heard nothing wrong, is Mr. Zhang coming to Urumqi this time for the oil business?"

The big stone hanging high in Zhang Haiming's heart shook twice, no longer tense as before, but it didn't relax. Zhang Haiming couldn't figure out what Shengshicai meant, why did he suddenly ask about oil?

Sheng Shicai absent-mindedly playing with the teacup in his hand, and suddenly smiled: "It doesn't matter whether Mr. Zhang answers or not. Sheng is just curious about the oil business. If Mr. Zhang is convenient, he wants to listen to you.

Regarding the oil business, Sheng can learn from his experience. The so-called money is profitable. This kind of thing is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone, right?”

Zhang Haiming's eyes rolled around, and he couldn't help but look at Sheng Shicai in front of him again. Although Zhang Haiming was not a military person, he had heard of Sheng Shicai's name before. Why did this local emperor in Xinjiang suddenly know?

Interested in oil? You should know that Yumen Oilfield is the first oil well in China and is still in the development stage. Is Shengshicai trying to learn from it? This oilfield is not a planting crops, if not

If you have an oil well, this business cannot fall from the sky casually.

Sheng Shicai, who was sitting opposite, looked at Zhang Haiming with interesting interest. His eyes made Zhang Haiming feel nervous. After licking his tongue, he laughed awkwardly: "Sheng Dutong, oil mining is not a single sentence.

It can be explained clearly in just a few words. What's more, although Zhang has some understanding of this, exploiting oil is a complicated matter in all aspects, and it is not all a person's job. Zhang has limited knowledge and is afraid he can't explain it clearly.

A kind of thing.”

When he said this, Zhang Haiming was extremely nervous, and his eyes were always staring at Sheng Shicai, for fear that if he said something wrong, it would make Sheng Shicai angry, otherwise he would be afraid that his "sex" and life would be lost. However, Zhang Haiming was extremely nervous.

At that time, Sheng Shicai smiled very kindly, and actually showed a smile that seemed to be admiring, nodding and said, "Mr. Zhang is right. It is not so easy to develop oil in Sheng's natural way.

But Sheng heard that Mr. Zhang was responsible for sales matters. I wonder if there was a ready-made oil field, could Mr. Zhang help Sheng take charge of sales matters?"

Ready-made oil fields? Zhang Haiming was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that Shengshicai was talking in his sleep? Oil fields are not everywhere, otherwise there would be no oil more expensive than gold. If there is any ready-made oil fields, then

Wouldn’t it be that everyone can become rich if they fall from the sky?

Looking at the puzzled expression on Zhang Haiming's face, Sheng Shicai slowly waved his hand and said, "Sheng just said a suggestion. As for whether he agrees or not, it is all Mr. Zhang's freedom. If Mr. Zhang does not believe in cooperation, Sheng

I will never force myself and give Mr. Zhang three days to consider. If Mr. Zhang still doesn't want to do so, Sheng will send someone to send Mr. Zhang back to Yumen, so you can rest assured."

After Sheng Shicai said that, he stood up. After all, he was a scholar. Although he joined the army, it was not difficult to see some elegant temperament, which made Zhang Haiming feel a little strange.

Sheng Shicai slowly walked to the door, as if to reassure Zhang Haiming. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Haiming and swearing: "Sheng will never break his promise, Mr. Zhang, please think slowly." Bloody Mountains and Rivers 332

"Wait," Zhang Haiming, who was shaken in his heart, stopped Sheng Shicai's footsteps and frowned and said, "Since Dutong Sheng has a new cooperation, Zhang has something to ask about. May I ask what Dutong Sheng mentioned about the oil field is in

Where?”
Chapter completed!