Fengtian past events

I followed the clerk up to the fifth floor, and I asked him as we walked, "What's your name?"

"The director is very polite. The youngest one is surnamed Li and is the fourth eldest. You can call me Li Si."

I nodded and smiled: "Li Si, homophonic for Li Si, not bad, not bad."

He chuckled, said "I can't afford it", and walked to the right side of the stairs on the fifth floor, where there was a door abruptly. It's not that common.

Li Si knocked on the door frame, paused for a moment, and then pushed the door open to enter. After we both stood still in the room, we lowered our heads and said respectfully: "Boss, Director Yi is here."

Boss Zou stood against the light in front of the spacious stained glass, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. The red wine had bottomed out, and he seemed to have stood there for a long time.

The office is quite spacious and bright, just like the door, with large and small decorations in Western style, elegant tables and chairs, three foreign books neatly arranged on the table, a jacket hanging on the hanger, and light brown wallpaper on the walls. There are also several oil paintings hanging on it.

Hearing Li Si's report, he turned around, the sunlight behind him was too dazzling.

It's hard to imagine that the person who arranged the house in such a Western style is actually wearing a traditional long gown. The color of the long gown is hard to distinguish. It seems to be ultramarine blue. The hair is divided into threes and sevens, neatly combed with pomade, clean and crisp, the thumb has a sapphire wrench, the finger holding the wine glass is against the color of the wine, the joints are distinct, and the nails are extremely neatly manicured.

I squinted my eyes and gave a secret praise, it was a character.Reminiscent of what he did, the real person cannot be judged by his appearance.

Boss Zou nodded to Li Si first, and after Li Si hit Qian, he went out and closed the door lightly, Fang shifted his gaze, smiled at me and said, "According to Director."

His voice was low, his tone was unhurried and unhurried, it was as cold and smooth as silk, he was worthy of being in the cloth business.

I took a few steps forward, and this time I could clearly see that he was wearing indigo blue clothes. Since he didn't ask me to sit down, he stood in the middle of the room with his hands behind his back. After all, it's not good to ask someone at this moment Let's talk about pomp.

He checked me with his eyes, then drank the remaining wine in the glass, put the empty glass on the large desk, sat down in the leather chair behind the desk, raised the corners of his eyes calmly, and said in a low voice: "Fresh Someone can wear crimson purple so outstandingly, this color is very attractive."

"Boss Zou praised you," I said, "boss, I'm a rough man, let's cut to the chase and come to see you today, it's really my brother."

He seemed to smile: "The director is polite, please sit down."

Wo Zhuo sat down as he said, and scolded the little bastard who caused the trouble bloody in his heart, but he still smiled and said: "Boss Zou, no matter what you say, I have to apologize to you first, it's my fault." Yu discipline, let this bastard get into such a big disaster."

Boss Zou laughed silently: "You are serious, we are about the same age, just call me Shengzu."

At this time there was another knock on the door, and after three knocks, Li Si came in with a pot of tea, two cups, and two plates of snacks, and left quietly after the cloth was finished.

Zou Shengzu picked up the teacup, brushed his fingertips across the mouth of the cup, and said casually: "Your brother's bill, so to speak, is not urgent now, but Shengzu, I really have something to ask you, the director."

I raised my glass and said, "Shengzu has a big heart, Yige replaces wine with tea, and I propose a toast to you."

Boss Zou blocked the rim of the cup before it reached his lips.I raised my eyebrows and pretended to be surprised: "Shengzu?"

He closed his eyes slightly, and sighed softly: "Director, we understand that we don't slander, this matter is over, and we will write off your brother's [-] debts."

Although it was his words that I was waiting for, but seeing him so forthright, I couldn't help arousing a little curiosity: "Boss Zou, please tell me, if I can help you, I will do my best."

He lowered his eyelids, silently watching the curling tea smoke, wondering what he was thinking.I'm not in a hurry, just wait for him to think it over.

The hands of the western clock sitting on the floor in the room tick-tapped, and with every sound, I could see his eyelashes trembling slightly, but they couldn't escape my eyes.

After a long time, he slowly put the teacup back, making a "click" sound when it touched the table.

He said slowly: "I don't know if the director knows about Meng Jusheng?"

Meng Jusheng.

His eyebrows moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes and said, "You're just an actor, how did you get on line with Boss Zou?"

Meng Jusheng, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than an opera actor, but he is not an ordinary opera actor. This actor is praised by the Japanese and coaxed by high-ranking officials. He can be called "Mr." everywhere.

I met him once, but that time, don't mention it.

"A few days ago, Mr. Meng refused to attend Mr. Luo's church meeting, and someone found a reason to lock him in the next day," he said, "The director may not know about this matter, after all, he dare not trouble you for such a trivial matter." , but five days have passed, and Sheng Zu is also desperate, so he has to ask the director."

He spoke humbly and submissively, but his expression was sure that I should agree, completely confident, but I couldn't stand still, so I drank some tea to moisten my throat: "Sheng Zu has a lot to do with Mr. Meng?"

He laughed and said, "It's just a debt to someone, just find a chance to repay it."

lie.

But that's none of my business.

I also smiled and said: "That's it. But, can I take a look at my brother's debt list first?"

He let out a "huh", flipped through the foreign language documents on the top shelf, pulled out a piece of paper and handed it over.

I took it, and I didn't forget to ask for cheap words: "Boss Zou's loan note is really ingenious."

He smiled and said nothing.

I took a quick glance, and when I saw the four characters "[-] Dayang", my brain hurt again, but I could only sigh.

But if I let someone pay [-] oceans, I can count it as a profit.

While returning the debt note, he handed over a statement of agreement in two copies.

I looked up at him, but there was no excuse.At this kind of moment, being generous is false. I don't have a good impression of Zou Shengzu. It's hard to guarantee that he won't break the appointment. People in my old Yi family are not easy to bully.

After signing their names, each of them took it away, stood up facing each other, stretched out his hand and shook it a few times, and he said, "It's a happy cooperation."

I looked at his complexion, and said after a while: "... Happy cooperation."

At this time Li Si appeared at the right time and escorted me downstairs.I can't help but feel this kind of cleverness in serving people, why doesn't our servant have it.

In front of Zou Shengzu's eyes, he still had the same expression that was full of expectations and sure winners, and he couldn't help feeling angry.I have been choking on this negotiation, because I was wronged, that's all, and he didn't make any embarrassments or raise the price. I should be happy, but in fact, the more it is like this, the more sad it is.I took a breath and prepared myself, but nothing happened, but I choked myself in one breath. It felt like punching a fist into a pile of cotton.

I can't vent my anger and I can't swallow it, Xindao has now signed the agreement anyway, I'm not afraid that he will turn his face and deny him, so he wants to get back some bargains, but in the end he just takes the tea plate in a fit of anger, takes it away, and eats while he eats leave.

Behind him came his laughing voice: "Director Yi is always welcome to the Shunjisi Room." After a pause, I don't know whether it was on purpose or not, and added, "There is enough tea and refreshments."

The bite of dim sum that he had just swallowed was stuck in his throat, he swallowed desperately, turned his head and glared at him fiercely, the remaining half of the dim sum was sandwiched between his forefinger and crushed into powder by Lao Tzu.

Damn it, old fox!