Song Yuzhang

For several days in succession, Song Yuzhang did not do any business. He only has one business now, which is to be Director Zhang's companion.

Director Zhang is a difficult customer, and he often turns his face without warning. Song Yuzhang, as a con artist, has his own experience in dealing with difficult people. He knows that Zhang Changshan is just testing his patience and loyalty. , all he can do is to show his submission as much as possible.Song Yuzhang thinks that it is not worth mentioning that a man is successful and suffers a little insult from words and face.Zhang Changshan is a smart person, in front of smart people, it's better to act a little stupid, to be more likable.

Compared to Song Yuzhang, the taciturn Nie Yinbing obviously gained Zhang Changshan's trust first.

Zhang Changshan talked with Nie Yinbing, and kept talking about his younger brother, which made Song Yuzhang very curious whether Zhang Changyuan was born very handsome.

Nie Yinbing said: "He looks a bit like his elder brother." He stretched out his hand and stroked the corner of his mouth, "I grew two mustaches here."

It is really hard for Song Yuzhang to imagine that such a person would be Zhang Changshan's younger brother who is "cute like a hairball".

Hairball?Is it a mustache?

After Zhang Changshan tested Song Yuzhang for several days in continuous thunder and rain, he finally affirmed that this beautiful young man was indeed a malleable talent.

People, of course, must have skills, but if they are too capable, too arrogant and ambitious, it is not good, and it will be difficult to control in the future.

In a place like the arsenal, with guns, it would be troublesome if a small warlord rebelled.

Seeing Song Yuzhang's gentle manner, full of gentle air of son-in-law, he deduced that the other party just wanted to get rich, so he could be satisfied.

As soon as Zhang Changshan's attitude changed, Song Yuzhang immediately noticed it, and when he went to see Zhang Changshan that day, he brought a small box, half of which was filled with US dollar bills and half of which was filled with gold bars.

Zhang Changshan accepted it.

This is a very favorable signal, and Song Yuzhang even put up 12 points of energy to perfunctory. Zhang Changshan secretly regarded Song Yuzhang as a member of his own faction in his heart when accepting money, and he was much more casual with his own people. , Considering whether to put Song Yuzhang to sleep.

From an emotional point of view, Zhang Changshan really wanted to put Song Yuzhang to sleep.

Zhang Changshan loves beautiful men very much, and he is very fraternal. He can appreciate all kinds of men. Song Yuzhang is tall, tall, handsome and handsome, and he has a confidant under him, who is very energetic in bed.

But considering the actual situation, Zhang Changshan thought it would be a bit too willful to sleep with Song Yuzhang.

Chairman of Haizhou Chamber of Commerce.

With this status, he could sleep if he wanted to, but it didn't end well.

Although Zhang Changshan's temperament is often vicious and vicious, he is very self-aware. He knows that at his age and appearance, he is not attractive to beautiful men. It's just that he holds power. These people either want to exchange benefits, or they are forced Yu Qiang had no choice but to obey.

Zhang Changshan doesn't mind this, he just needs to satisfy his own desires, he is almost 50 years old, and he has no leisure time to fall in love with handsome men.

Of course, Song Yuzhang also wanted to get something from him, but Song Yuzhang did not exchange his body, so if he wanted to sleep with Song Yuzhang, his teacher was unknown, and there might be endless troubles.

But Zhang Changshan asked himself a handsome man like Song Yuzhang, he had only seen one in his life, and it seemed a pity not to sleep.

Just when Zhang Changshan was hesitating, Song Yuzhang invited him to a small mansion of Shen Chengduo.

"Boss Shen is a good friend of mine. He is very interesting. Maybe he can hit it off with you."

Zhang Changshan smiled reservedly with his hands behind his back. There was a hint of lewdness in his reserved manner. Nie Yinbing didn't come today, and his younger brother's classmates weren't here. Zhang Changshan's thoughts became more and more uncontrollable. Xiang Song Yuzhang smiled lightly and said, "If you are as beautiful as Xiao Song, then you will definitely fall in love with me."

Song Yuzhang smiled, stretched his arms forward, and evaded: "Please come inside."

Shen Chengduo had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Zhang Changshan came in, he greeted him, "Director Zhang, I've been waiting for a long time—"

Zhang Changshan saw that he was a rough guy with a gangster face, and his expression became pale in an instant. After talking lazily with Shen Chengduo for a few words, Shen Chengduo waved his hand and called someone to serve tea.

The tea was served by a slender and beautiful young man, kneeling on his knees to make tea for Zhang Changshan, holding a jade-colored tea bowl in his soft hands, looking at Zhang Changshan with watery eyes, and his voice was tender and tender, "Zhang Changshan Director, you drink tea."

Zhang Changshan didn't pick up the tea, but looked at Shen Chengduo beside him. Shen Chengduo was all smiles, and Zhang Changshan understood instantly.

The three went upstairs to play mahjong, and one of them was missing. Shen Chengduo recruited a clean and handsome young man to play mahjong with them. The young man was bookish, with a slender waist and straight waist. It is not clear whether his hands are whiter or mahjong is whiter.

After two laps, Song Yuzhang went downstairs with an excuse, and Shen Chengduo recruited a young man to add him. The young man was also handsome and tall with a smile on his face.

Zhang Changshan was groping for a mahjong tile, and a mahjong tile fell out. The young man next to him quickly went to pick it up, and when he handed over the mahjong tile, his fingers and eyes touched Zhang Changshan at the same time.

Zhang Changshan twirled the mahjong tiles and smiled at Shen Chengduo, "What does this mean?"

Shen Chengduo looked blank: "Huh?"

Zhang Changshan's face changed, and he flipped the mahjong table with a "wow".

Song Yuzhang was smoking downstairs, and immediately leaned against the stairs when he heard the noise, and then he calmed down again, not in a hurry, just wait.

Upstairs, Shen Chengduo was startled at first, then yelled at the two handsome young men, stretched out his hand and slapped the one who was flirting with Zhang Changshan, and called someone to drag them away while cursing, "Boom, boom, boom" came up The two dragging people are also two handsome young men.

At this moment, Zhang Changshan suddenly grabbed the slapped young man like an eagle catching a chick, pulled the young man's arm and sat on his lap. He looked at Shen Chengduo seriously, "Okay , how do you hit someone with your hands?"

Song Yuzhang heard that there seemed to be no violent movement upstairs, so he went down the steps again. After smoking two or three cigarettes like this, Shen Chengduo came down.

"How is it?" Song Yuzhang said.

Shen Chengduo's expression was very tense, and he smiled after tensing for a while, "It's already done."

Song Yuzhang patted Shen Chengduo on the shoulder, "Not bad."

"The old man is quite good at putting on a show. Damn, I prepared two, and he kept all four."

"Give him as many as he wants."

"That's natural. Anyway, I don't lack people, and I also pick up Gao Zhifei. I am very happy."

"That's good, this kind of thing is also about what you like."

"I am willing, I am very willing, and they are all vying to serve him. How many times can they meet such a big shot in a lifetime?"

"Big man..." Song Yuzhang smiled with a cigarette in his mouth, "You have to curry favor."

Shen Chengduo's mansion can be called a den of handsome men, and even the sweepers have good features. Shen Chengduo is talking with Song Yuzhang down below, urging Song Yuzhang to find someone to play with, anyway, "idling is idle".

Song Yuzhang shook his head, took a lighter in his hand, and played with it.

"I'm not idle, I'm waiting."

"He didn't finish playing so quickly. I can tell that he is old-hearted, and his eyes are amazing."

Song Yuzhang ignored him.

Shen Chengduo pressed his palm on the sofa, and suddenly said: "Are you too dirty? I still have buds here."

Song Yuzhang glanced at him, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, "Dirty? If sleeping with someone is called dirty, then you and I won't be very clean."

Shen Chengduo said: "That's different, we are all..." He remembered that Song Yuzhang seemed to like masculinity, he hesitated and couldn't continue.

Song Yuzhang leaned back and put his legs on the coffee table, "Dirty or clean, everyone has a steelyard in their hearts. If you think you are clean, you can't tell..." He turned his face and smiled at Shen Chengduo, "In their In my heart, people like us are the dirtiest."

Shen Chengduo was momentarily choked by what he said, and at the same time seeing Song Yuzhang's extremely sharp and indifferent expression on his face, he couldn't hold back immediately.

No wonder Zhang Changshan thought, for a man like Song Yuzhang with status, status, looks and temper, the last time he did it, he was more energetic than the rest of the people many times, but unfortunately he couldn't eat it.

And the most rare thing is precisely that one "can't eat".

Shen Chengduo even resented Song Yuzhang a little bit.

Why does someone as powerful as Song Yuzhang still look so good?Doesn't this make people see that they can't eat and worry in vain?

The four beautiful men didn't satisfy Zhang Changshan either, so the beautiful boy who poured tea brought another beautiful boy up together, finally let Zhang Changshan's obscenity radiate greatly.

After this gathering, Zhang Changshan believed that Song Yuzhang was not only smart, but also flexible, and not the kind of pedantic person who blindly sticks to it. Such a person met his requirements. Liao Tiandong was right, this person can cooperate.

Zhang Changshan made up his mind, so he stopped tirelessly testing Song Yuzhang, hit it off with Shen Chengduo, a local prostitute from Haizhou, and spent all his time hunting for beauty.

Song Yuzhang was finally able to relax. In the past few days, he lost a catty a day, but his face didn't show much. If he wanted to lose weight, he had to lose weight first, and his trousers were a little loose.

While drinking soup and nourishing tonic at home, a servant from outside came to deliver a message.

"Meng Erye invites you to go to the pier."

Go to the pier, that's business.

Song Yuzhang went upstairs to change clothes.

Spring is here, but he is lazy and doesn't want to spend much time on tidying himself up, so he grabs a dark gray suit, puts it on and leaves, seeing that Meng Tingjing doesn't need to tidy up anyway.

The pier in spring is much more lively than in winter. Snow-white waterfowl squatted on the embankment peacefully. Song Yuzhang came to a warehouse following the guidance of others. He hesitated a little, "Your boss wants to talk to me here?"

"The boss is inside."

The man stepped forward and opened the door of the warehouse, and there was a heavy "squeak" sound, and Song Yuzhang stepped into the warehouse.

The warehouse was also very dark in broad daylight, only the windows on the top let in light. Meng Tingjing stood in the open space with her back facing him in a moon-white robe.

When Song Yuzhang was thinking about how to address him properly, Meng Tingjing turned around, and his gaze fell on Song Yuzhang flatly, "Here we are."

"What do you want from me?" Song Yuzhang simply omitted the address.

"come here."

Song Yuzhang put his hands in his pockets, turned his face sideways, blinked his eyelashes twice slowly, and walked over with his lips pursed slightly, and stood beside Meng Tingjing before saying: "What's the matter?"

Meng Tingjing flicked his sleeve, and a short dagger slipped out of it.

Song Yuzhang's complexion changed slightly, and his brows were also frowned, "What are you doing? You have to swear by blood again? No need, just say what you want to say."

Meng Tingjing ignored him, drew his knife and thrust it into the sack beside him.

"sand--"

The items in the sack rushed out of it, and soon a small dark yellow pool was piled up at Song Yuzhang's feet.

"There are [-] catties of grain here, take it and give them half of it." Meng Tingjing said coldly.

The rice gushed out a corner, then stopped, and only dropped two drops at Song Yuzhang's feet. Song Yuzhang lowered his head and stared at the rice, "What is this?"

"Give them half of the money, and they will really convince you and buy people's hearts, don't say you don't understand."

Song Yuzhang was silent for a while, "So, are you buying me?"

Holding the knife handle in her hand, Meng Tingjing was about to get angry, her face was already ugly, anyway, the warehouse was dimly lit, so she couldn't see anything, her tone was calm and steady, "Can't I have a little kindness for you?"

Song Yuzhang smiled, and the laughter echoed in the warehouse. He raised his face and stared at Meng Tingjing in the dark light. Meng Tingjing's face was not very good-looking, "I believe you are really kind to me at this moment, but I don't want to I know when you will take back those good intentions again, and you will hate me again...Shhh—" Song Yuzhang stopped Meng Tingjing from trying to speak, and said with a sincere face: "Ting Jing, I don't have the confidence to respond to what you want , and you are not someone who is willing to trade at a loss, so I don't want your kindness."

Song Yuzhang turned his back to him, "I have persuaded Director Zhang to report the construction of an arsenal in Haizhou. In return for his full support for the ordnance industry, he agreed to reduce the grain collection in Haizhou by one-third this year. Ting Jing, thank you You, I can take care of myself, so you should take care of yourself too."