Chapter 1107
"Your surname is Xiang? Xiang Yunfeng, right?"
I nodded repeatedly and said yes.
He pointed to the ceiling with a smile and said: "I hope that the next conversation between the two of us will only be known by heaven and earth, and by you and me."
"I still have time, so I'll tell you."
"Our Changchun Association was established in Jinan in 1903. The first president was my great-grandfather Shi Yuquan, and the vice president was Du Taihai. You should have heard that Zheng Hui, who just passed away a few days ago, was the sixth president. Vice president."
"I remember when I was a child, my grandfather said that we are in a new society and we have grown too big. The Changchun Society used to be a self-help organization for folk artists and an artist union during the Republic of China."
"Now, it has deviated from the original intention of the Changchun Society when it was established. If it continues to exist, it will not be beneficial to the new society, so it should be disbanded."
"Since my grandfather had the idea of disbanding, there have been major differences in the meeting. In 1988, the differences broke out. In the end, Zheng Hui's group won."
"So as rumored by the outside world, the president of the Changchun Association does not have as much power as the vice president."
I was on pins and needles, wondering why he was talking about this.
He took a sip of tea, put down the cup gently and said: "The Changchun Society should be named Shi, not Zheng. I am about to change this situation."
"Are you a fourth-level Kudin now?"
I nodded.
He played with the tea cup in his hand and said casually: "I will secretly help you upgrade to level five. When you reach level five, you will be able to access some core information. For example, the old witch's puppet will be in a certain city, the most profitable industry." What is it, and who is secretly in charge of these industries, is it a man or a woman, what is its name, etc.”
"When the time comes, just write a few lists and give them to me."
My face turned pale when I heard these words!
I knew it!
If someone takes the initiative to help me pay, there is nothing like this in the world!
If Zhao Qingwan catches me, he will definitely skin me!
I forced a smile on my face:
"Well...I'll give you back the money you paid, and you can find someone else to do it. Haha, I can't do it. I have no brains, I'm stupid, and I can't do it well."
After hearing this, he shook his head and said, "I never threaten others. My friend, it's okay if you don't do it. You can leave now."
"I'm leaving?"
He nodded and pointed to the door.
I walked directly over, fearing that he would regret it and leave as soon as possible, not wanting to stay here any longer.
Just as he was about to go out, he heard another voice behind him: "Friend, of course you can go, but I just forgot to say something."
"In your small team of tomb robbers, there is a girl from Hong Kong who is very beautiful."
I stopped and clenched my fists little by little.
Slowly turning back, I gritted my teeth and said word by word: "Listen, I don't care who you are or what your status is. If you dare to appear next to her, I will bury you in the ground with my own hands."
"Heh, look at you."
He said with a smile on his face: "I just complimented that girl on her beauty. Don't think too much and don't be nervous."
"Think carefully about what I said, and I won't let you have a midnight snack together."
I took a deep look at this man, turned around, opened the door and went downstairs.
I want to live a simple life and stay alive.
But no, sometimes if you don't cause trouble, trouble will always come to you one after another.
I was holding my breath in my heart.
anger! resentment!
I'm like a deflated rubber ball, put in a pile of good balls and no one sees me, but there are people who like to pick me out and kick me here and there.
And these people have never considered the feeling of the ball.
Did I fucking let you kick me!
Return to the disco and slam open the box door!
The movement startled the bald man who was singing.
"Hey! What's wrong, brother? Your face is so dark?"
The bald man winked at the girl in the miniskirt, who immediately ran over, hugged my arm, and said coquettishly: "Boss...why are you so angry? Mi'er, let's have a drink with you."
"Pour the wine."
The girl giggled and poured me a drink.
After taking a sip, I put down the cup and said, "Pour."
