Old man Liu's life of distributing money

Chapter 133
The guides around Liu Bei were not surprised, and they understood Ji Guoqing's attitude very well.

But Ji Guoqing was showing that Liu Bei was far less important than his mahjong table, and it seemed to be declaring to the other wealthy people present that although Liu Bei was invited by him, he was not his.

He was just an introducer.

Liu Bei didn't understand the twists and turns between them, nor did he care about Ji Guoqing's attitude.

Standing unhurriedly around the mahjong table, he inspected the living room, and all the people who came and went were big men who influenced the economic circle of Huaguo. He was just an outsider, and he seemed out of place.

Mahjong soon came to an end again, and the fat middle-aged man Jia Liping looked unhappy again, as if his cards were feeding Ji Guoqing every time.

Sure enough, the next second, Ji Guoqing shouted excitedly, "Touch yourself, hahaha."

"Hey, Mr. Ji, you are so busy playing cards that you don't introduce yourself to the people you brought in. Do you look down on this Mr. Liu?"

Apparently, Jia Liping turned on the mode of cynicism again, bombarding Ji Guoqing.

"Mr. Jia, don't be such a loser. You just do some dirty tricks to try to sow discord between me and Mr. Liu. You are still a bit immature."

After saying this, Ji Guoqing walked to Liu Bei's side, and put it on his shoulder familiarly.

Laughing and shouting loudly: "Everyone, I would like to introduce a newcomer to everyone, the recently popular stock god Liu Bei."

"Clap clap clap..."

Those who stood and watched applauded.

Those who are busy with their entertainment are indifferent.

Obviously, there is also a hierarchy here. Whether you can sit at those entertainment tables depends on your strength.

This is in line with the traditional virtues of China, heh.

Liu Bei bowed to everyone with a smile on his face, but he silently remembered the people who were sitting there.

"Mr. Liu, we are a family when we come here. Find a seat and play by yourself." Ji Guoqing smiled and patted Liu Bei's shoulder. With the attitude of a superior, he turned around and sat back in his original position, "Jia Liping, don't look for trouble, there are I can win it back in mahjong."

This scene seems to say that he, Ji Guoqing, was introduced to Liu Bei by Jia Liping.

Liu Bei also felt Ji Guoqing's true attitude, but he was not surprised.

His own net worth is only about one-tenth of Ji Guoqing's. Among these people who can sit at the same table with Ji Guoqing, who is not a person with a net worth of hundreds of billions and huge influence.

It's not in the same order of magnitude as Liu Bei.

Liu Bei turned to look at the guide, "What do I need to do next?"

"Mr. Liu should notice that everyone here has his own circle and his own position. Mr. Liu can try to fit into one of these circles."

The guide showed Liu Bei a direction neither humble nor overbearing, but Liu Bei frowned immediately after hearing this.

What he doesn't understand the most is interpersonal relationships. If he wants to take the initiative to strike up a conversation with someone, it will be as difficult as going to heaven.

Just when Liu Bei got impatient and wanted to leave.

A person who Liu Bei had a double-faced fate came up to greet him.

"Mr. Liu, long time no see, I can see you here."

The one who spoke was Ji Renping from the Fushang Chamber of Commerce. Ji Renping pointed to a poker table not far away, and said, "There are people from Fushang over there. Let Mr. Liu go there together."

Liu Bei happened to have nowhere to go, and he thought that Ji Guoqing would invite him to communicate with him, but now it seems that he is hot.

Since Ji Renping made a rescue for himself, he also nodded and followed him to Fushang's card table.

Facing Liu Bei brought back by Ji Renping, these people all smiled at Liu Bei.

"Old Liu, it's the first time I'm here, let me say hello to everyone first."

Ji Renping pushed Liu Bei on his table and asked him to greet the Fushang present with the cards.

Others understood what he meant and signaled the guide on the side to deal the cards.

This is what Ji Renping wants Liu Bei to integrate into a circle, and this is what he likes about it.

Although Liu Bei knew how to play cards, he seldom played. However, under Ji Renping's kind invitation, he also began to think about joining this circle.

This attitude made Ji Renping very satisfied, and the other big guys at the table also laughed and played cards.

Ji Renping, who was standing beside Liu Bei, patted Liu Bei on the shoulder and asked, "Old Liu, you must avenge me. This group of people won me a lot of wine."

Ji Renping pointed to the other three people on the table, and complained to Liu Bei with a smile, as if he was bullied by them and had nowhere to redress his grievances.

"Old Ji, do you want to earn back your bottle of 89 Champagne King? Let me tell you, it's too late, and someone has already picked it up, hahaha."

"Good old Zhao, you know how much I love champagne." Ji Renping glared at Zhao Yuansheng who was talking, then lowered his head and continued to laugh at Liu Bei: "Old Liu, there are many treasures in the Lafite of the old Zhao family. These are all things that can’t be met, you must have a taste.”

Liu Bei saw the two of them teasing and teasing, but his own cards didn't seem to be very good.

All he could say was, "I'll do my best."

Obviously, however, playing cards was not the subject of the party, nor of the circle.

As soon as Liu Bei joined, the group seemed to find a new topic.

Zhao Yuansheng ignored Ji Renping's white eyes, turned his head and asked Liu Bei with a smile: "Old Liu, the one billion M yuan reward you offered is really this."

Zhao Yuansheng raised his thumb and shook it vigorously at Liu Bei.

"That's right, you are much better than us. Even though we are in charge of a big company, but in the face of such a situation, we don't have the ability to take out so much at once. Of course you are so courageous."

A wealthy businessman who was standing around at the back interjected, and the others nodded.

Seeing that everyone brought the topic to him, Liu Bei was not angry. After all, he had already thought of this situation before coming here.

"The evil deeds done by this person are unforgivable. If the reward is not strong enough, it will be difficult to extradite him back to the country."

After Liu Bei briefly explained, the others also nodded.

Sometimes they would rather spend more money on problems that can be solved with money. It would be really uncomfortable to wait until money cannot solve the problem.

Several people still understood Liu Bei's approach.

It's a pity that a voice from behind suddenly stepped forward to sing the opposite, Wang Yong deliberately walked behind Liu Bei.

Said sarcastically: "Liu Bei is burning too much money in a panic. After all, he can get the money easily, so naturally he won't cherish it."

Liu Bei turned his head and looked at Wang Yong indifferently, "Yes, it was easy, after all Mr. Wang has contributed a lot."

"You, hum."

Wang Yong understood the ridicule in Liu Bei's words, and said anxiously: "You are an old man who has stepped into the coffin, isn't it because of lack of love, why don't you arrange some women for you at night, so as to relieve your loneliness. "

Wang Yong did not show weakness and directly mocked Liu Bei for being a lonely old man.

"Hehe, you have a lot of blood, and I haven't seen that one kiss you. In this way, I guess Wang always blooms so many flowers and fruits outside because he is too lonely."

Liu Bei replied to Wang Yong that he lacked love, so he sowed seeds everywhere.

The two faced each other tit for tat, leaving almost no room for ridicule.

Everyone present could see that Wang Yong and Liu Bei seemed to have a lot of hatred, but what was strange was why Wang Yong only verbally criticized Liu Bei, and no one heard that he had ever been cruel to Liu Bei.

This is very inconsistent with Wang Yong's sinister character.

But when I think about it, Wang Yongxing hurriedly went abroad to play in the stock market. Was this a loss?

Everyone looked at Liu Bei, and instantly understood why the two became enemies.

(End of this chapter)