255: C255 Liquor Bureau

C255 Liquor Bureau

0Although Duty Manager knew that it was easy to offend someone to death, the row of luxurious cars parked outside gave him some confidence. If he served this group of distinguished guests well and said a few nice words in front of Young Master Bai, he could consider the position of the general manager!

Duty Manager clenched his teeth and said.

"Sure, please, boss."

"..."

At this moment, in the Hundred Smelting Guild's largest private room, a person with a belly full of alcohol was gnawing on a fat pig's hoof. Oil was flying everywhere, causing people to not be able to tell which pig's hoof was the fatty's fat hand.

The other people in the room were clearly not as open as the person in front of them. They were all slightly restrained. One of them, a middle-aged man with a moustache, saw that the wine cup beside the fatty was empty, so he quickly got up and filled it up with smiles.

Fatty nodded his head in thanks and continued to munch on his pig's feet. However, from time to time, his eyes would glance towards the chest of a cold and beautiful lady who was like an iceberg sitting at the back.

The woman had an unconcealable look of disgust in her eyes, but she resisted the glare from the fatty and didn't say anything. She snorted coldly and turned her face away.

The other middle-aged man had a sinister look on his face, but when he saw this scene, his lips curled up into a mocking smile. He thought to himself, This is retribution, retribution, you caused me to end up here and I never thought that my wife would become a tool for the company.

The fat man didn't seem to mind. After he finished eating the pig's feet, he picked up a towel and wiped his mouth and hands. He raised his wine cup and downed it in one gulp. However, his gaze still lingered on the cold and beautiful woman's body.

"Division Chief Han has good alcohol capacity!"

The middle-aged man with the moustache immediately clapped his hands and praised.

"For someone your age to have this kind of status, to drink so much wine and to be so domineering, in the entire Dongjiang, there are few who can compare up to you."

"Don't spout nonsense. We, Director Liang, are the real mass. Back when we were drinking together, I failed even before I could clap my hands. In the end, I still lost."

The fatty immediately shook his head that was full of fat. Due to his excessive movements, the fat on his neck and cheeks began to shake as oily sweat splashed all over the place.

"For a character like Director Liang, even if you lose half a domain, you can't be considered to have lost. You can only call it a slight defeat!"

The middle-aged man with a sinister look in his eyes laughed heartily as he flattered.

This flattery was extremely skillful, and it made Fatty very happy. His originally small eyes had almost closed due to laughter, and they had already disappeared into the fat.

"You two brothers are really not bad. If you two hadn't started your business back then and had resolutely invested in the construction of the national health care system like me, then your achievements would not be any lower than mine!"

"How could that be? With our stupid talents, it would only be a burden to the country if we were to go. Only a talent like you, Division Chief Han, would be able to show off her brilliance and heat."

The older man immediately followed up with a fart. This fart was a series of fart.

Under the chain of fart, the fat guy was already 'listening'. He shook his head and said.

"You guys want to save the hospital's drug supply chain, ah …" Actually … "It's still more difficult …"

The fatty's words were vague and truthful. The two middle-aged men listened attentively, but from beginning to end, the fatty's eyes never moved away from the cold and beautiful woman.

This figure, this face, this chest!

The perfect model was the one in the fashion magazine. She was more than 108,000 times stronger than the yellow-faced grandma at home!

Fatty drooled in his heart.

If not for her father's status being changed to another department and recovering her position, this daddy would have long since let her go!

Compared to such beauties, those in the red light district who normally looked like beautiful flowers had also turned into rouge and dirt. If they could … This was not just a matter of a thousand gold, even ten thousand gold would be fine!

"Division Chief Han, please don't. This matter is difficult for others, but for you …" Easy to do? "

The middle-aged man with the moustache immediately handed over a bank card.

Be sensible, be sensible.

As the fatty said this, his fat hand skillfully put away the bank card without leaving a trace.

"Who asked us to have such fate? You guys treated me to this wine, of course, as elder brothers, we can't just watch our younger brothers do this. We definitely have to help!"

The fat guy moved a little and pointed with his hand.

Hearing this, the faces of the two middle-aged men stiffened. In just a split-second, they had hidden their faces and praised them, "That's right, thank you for your trouble!"

You fat bastard! I'm much older than you! Who are you calling 'little brother'?!

However, despite the anger in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face. Instead, he said it in a flattering manner.

"Division Chief Han, this matter …"

In the end, the fatty didn't hear anything. The cold and beautiful woman's hair had been blown around by the air conditioner, so she pulled it back, revealing half of her jade-like arms. The moment she did, the fatty was completely captivated by her.

"Division Chief Han?" Division Chief Han? "

The middle-aged man with a moustache yelled a few times, but he didn't see any reaction. When he saw the look in the middle-aged man's eyes, he immediately understood as he slammed his hand on the table and shouted angrily.

"What are you still standing there foolishly for? Can't you see that the wine in Division Chief Han's cup is already gone?!"

The cold-looking woman's almond-shaped eyes narrowed. She was clearly enraged by this scolding. However, before she could say anything, the middle-aged man with a sinister look in his eyes pretended to sigh as he spoke.

"This disease of Ol 'Three, I don't know how much money will be needed to cure it, sigh …"

The woman's expression froze. It was a mixture of sadness, grievance, and anger. In the end, all it turned into was a single tear and a sigh.

The cold looking woman did not argue any further. She stood up and picked up the bottle of wine.

The fatty had been staring at the other party the entire time. When that cold and elegant aura had dissipated to reveal a weak side of himself, the corner of the fatty's mouth had almost popped out of his mouth as he spoke with a slightly greasy voice.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I'll do it myself. I'll do it."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to receive the bottle of wine. However, his greasy and fat hand was directed towards the woman's hand!

Facing this scene, the two middle-aged men both had faint smiles on their faces. Not only did they not stop him, they seemed to be happy to see this, as if victory was within their grasp.

The fatty laughed even more heartily as his mouth was filled with the smell of alcohol. However, just as he was about to grab the woman's arm, he was interrupted by a hasty knock on the door.

The woman found an opportunity and directly placed the bottle of wine into the fatty's hand before sitting down.

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