Who doesn’t want to make money after being reborn?

Luo Hui didn't even think about it and just let him develop like this.

Those who understand the reason know it, and I have just thought about this carefully.

Wu Wenhui was very happy after hearing this, thinking that her decision was also correct in the eyes of the other party, and she felt recognized.

Before leaving, Wu Wenhui gave Luo Hui a large sum of money.

"Mr. Luo, this is my recent profit. I'm giving you some of it as a small token of my appreciation."

Wu Wenhui nodded and bowed. It can be seen that he is still very capable of doing things.

They have helped so much, it is impossible for me to say I will do nothing.

If that were the case, who would be willing to help?

In order to achieve long-term success, we must not only focus on immediate benefits but also ignore future development, which is a taboo.

When you ask someone to do something for you, you naturally have to give up most of the benefits.

"Okay, then I'll accept it."

Luo Hui didn't waste any time and accepted it with a smile.

It would be a waste to take this kind of money.

At this time, don't have any sympathy. Trying to refuse the offer and saying that you don't want to accept it will only backfire.

If you don't keep the money, does that mean you won't help the other party in the future?

If you don't accept gifts in the form of money, the other party will have to look for them in other ways.

That is extremely troublesome and will never be easier than financial transactions.

Who can resist money?

Seeing Luo Hui accept it, Wu Wenhui also breathed a sigh of relief.

He also asked some questions, such as whether the two needed to be taken to the airport.

Luo Hui said that he had to go to a Western TV station the next day, so he could set off tomorrow.

Wu Wenhui immediately said that he would be in charge of arranging the rest of the day.

Luo Hui did not refuse but nodded in acceptance.

Wu Wenhui handed the company over to her subordinates and personally drove Luo Hui and Meng Yiyan to the best restaurant.

The face given was full and the emotional value along the way was also very good.

He kept calling him "Mr. Luo" and basically never stopped.

We booked a five-star hotel. According to Wu Wenhui, the purpose was to provide Mr. Luo with the best service.

Luo Hui was also very happy. It was very comfortable to get along with such a capable person.

They can always say just the right thing and not cross your red line. Such people know how to strike a balance.

Luo Hui likes this kind of person very much, but he thinks he is too cunning.

Paradoxically, no one is perfect.

Luo Hui wanted the other party to not hide anything, but also wanted the other party not to tell everything.

It is something that is impossible to achieve. Aren’t the comparison between Wu Wenhui and Altman just two examples?

There is more than a slight difference in their personalities; each has his own strengths.

But if Luo Hui were asked to choose a leader from the two, he would still prefer Altman.

There is no way, this is the true feeling in my heart, and human beings are inherently contradictory.

When Luo Hui came to his senses, many delicious dishes were already on the table.

"Boss Luo, would you like to have a drink? I brought some good wine!"

Wu Wenhui said mysteriously, and looked around again, feeling very sneaky.

The next moment, he took out two bottles of premium foreign red wine from under the table and smiled.

"Come prepared! Come prepared!"

Luo Hui pretended to exclaim in surprise and clapped his hands in applause.

This is also a social point. If Wu Wenhui had not prepared in advance, but asked directly just now.

Then Luo Hui would most likely not agree.

After all, I have something to do tomorrow, and more importantly, I don’t want Wu Wenhui to waste time preparing.

But Wu Wenhui is now ready, and everything is in front of her, so she can be said to be full of sincerity.

There is really no reason to refuse this, it is really hard to refuse such a kind invitation.

"Well, give Mr. Wu some face! Let's drink less together."

Luo Hui nodded and agreed.

"it is good!"

After hearing this, Wu Wenhui immediately took action.

He quickly opened the package, took out the red wine, opened it with a red wine corkscrew, poured it slightly, and handed it to Luo Hui with both hands.

Luo Hui took it and ate and drank with Wu Wenhui.

With Meng Yiyan by his side, Luo Hui didn't have to worry about anything going wrong.

When she is around, I feel at ease.

Unlike other drinking parties, where assistants or subordinates usually stepped in front to block the flow of wine, this drinking party did not make it difficult for Meng Yiyan at all.

Wu Wenhui only asked the question symbolically, and after Meng Yiyan shook her head, she never mentioned it again.

She just ate her food and didn't say anything the whole time.

Luo Hui and Wu Wenhui were almost drinking and singing together, the two of them talking incessantly.

The topics of conversation are very diverse.

No doubt we just talk about whatever comes to mind.

But Luo Hui would not say everything. He still had to be careful to be tactful. After all, his relationship with Wu Wenhui was more of a business partner.

There is no need to talk about those topics that are too common.

We drank until midnight before it ended.

"Mr. Luo! Next time, if you have the chance, come and drink with me again!"

Wu Wenhui couldn't even straighten his tongue. It was obvious that he had really enjoyed the drink.

I'm still reluctant to leave. I've finished two bottles of red wine, plus some beer, and I'm going to continue drinking.

"No, I have things to do tomorrow."

Luo Hui waved his hands repeatedly and rejected the other party's request.

If I drink any more of this, I might as well not sleep.

After drinking so much, Luo Hui felt he couldn't take it anymore.

I haven't had a drink in a long time, and drinking so much at once made me feel overwhelmed.

It felt like if I exerted any force, I would fall to the ground.

"Okay, Mr. Luo, let's get together again next time if we have the chance!"

Wu Wenhui nodded slowly and said with a smile.

After a while, someone came to pick him up.

Luo Hui felt relieved after seeing Wu Wenhui leave safely.

"Let's go too."

Luo Hui said to Meng Yiyan, but his words were a little unclear.

Meng Yiyan nodded, supported Luo Hui, and went to the residence arranged by Wu Wenhui in advance.

When he arrived at the room, Luo Hui lay down on the bed directly.

Now, there is only one thought in his mind, and that is to sleep.

Meng Yiyan couldn't just leave him like that, so she had to step forward and help Luo Hui take off his coat.

"Ugh, ugh!"

But at this moment, Luo Hui suddenly vomited.

Just in time, he vomited on Meng Yiyan.

"what!"

A scream rang out, it was Meng Yiyan's subconscious scream.

Feeling the sticky and hot vomit on his body, Meng Yiyan almost vomited as well.

"It's okay, don't panic, just sprinkle some water."

Luo Hui was no longer conscious at this time and was even talking nonsense.

He didn't even open his eyes when he spoke.

Meng Yiyan came to her senses, looking as if she had lost all hope in life.

She could only go to the bathroom, take off her vomit-stained clothes and put them in the washing machine.

Then he took a shower and came out with a mop.

After cleaning up all the vomit, she was already exhausted and sweating all over.

She continued to help Luo Hui take off his clothes. Only after she finished all this did Meng Yiyan breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at him lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread, Meng Yiyan felt deeply moved.

I just lay down on the sofa, found a blanket and fell asleep.

When Luo Hui woke up again, the first thing he smelled was a foul odor.

"What's that smell? It's so bad?"

Luo Hui frowned and muttered.

"You woke up, Mr. Luo."

Meng Yiyan's face was full of stories, and she looked at Luo Hui with a smile.

"Well, do you smell anything?"

Luo Hui asked doubtfully.

"Mr. Luo, do you know what you did last night..."

Meng Yiyan sighed and asked a question from the depths of her soul.

Hearing her question, Luo Hui was a little dumbfounded.

He tried hard to recall, but he just remembered that he fell asleep as soon as he got to the room.

Did something happen afterwards?

Luo Hui looked at Meng Yiyan again. She was wearing very little and had a somewhat melancholy look in her eyes. For a moment, he felt as if the sky was falling.

"No, Xiao Meng, I can't...? Oops! It's over!"

Luo Hui took a breath and stammered.

At this moment, he looked sad, as if the end of the world was about to come.

Meng Yiyan knew at a glance that Luo Hui had misunderstood her meaning.

"It's not what you think, Mr. Luo, but you vomited all over me."

So she hurriedly explained.

"Huh, that's good."

Luo Hui let out a long sigh and soothed his wounded heart.

Fortunately, things did not develop to the point where they were out of control.

That's good?

Meng Yiyan didn't know what to say.

Luo Hui also quickly realized that what he said was wrong.

"Thank you for your hard work. I don't have the heart to think about it. I can spit it out."

Luo Hui said somewhat embarrassedly that he finally knew where the smell came from.

It took me a long time to figure it out.

What’s even more embarrassing is that he vomited on someone.

You can't drink so much in the future. I don't know which way is east, south, west or north after drinking. How can I do that?

Fortunately, Meng Yiyan was there, otherwise Luo Hui would have to sleep on the roadside at night.

"It's okay, Mr. Luo. It's all about your health. Don't drink too much in the future."

Meng Yiyan actually didn't have too many thoughts in her mind, she was just afraid that Luo Hui couldn't handle it, that was all.

"I see."

Luo Hui felt as if he was too embarrassed to face people and just wanted to skip this topic quickly.

I even don't want to stay here any longer.

The faint stench constantly reminded Luo Hui of his embarrassment. It was so embarrassing.

It just so happens that Meng Yiyan said it was time to leave.

Luo Hui took a quick shower, otherwise he would feel sticky and uncomfortable.

After washing, the two packed up and set off.

Luo Hui's head was aching so much that there was no trace of the pleasure he had felt from drinking yesterday. Instead, there was endless pain.

Anyone who has ever had a heavy drink knows this feeling.

"Mr. Luo, here you go."

Meng Yiyan took out a thermos from her bag.