Big Data Cultivation

Wang Haifeng was very depressed. He went home late yesterday. In order to show that he did not play wild food, he also handed in homework.

I was woken up by the phone early this morning, and it was really disturbing.

But there is no way. Who made him drive his own Q7 yesterday? People directly found the phone number.

He called himself "Ronaldinho" and called that he had drunk yesterday and offended the "big buddy", and wanted to apologize in person today.

Coach Wang did not want to ignore him, saying that what you have to do now is to lose the car, and everything between us will be clear.

But Ronaldinho had to apologize in person, and said that even if compensation was made, he would have to agree on a deadline and how to hand it over.

I'll pay you a new car, do you have to give me the old one? How do you transfer?

Wang Haifeng heard this for the same reason, so he responded to the party and notified General Feng on his behalf.

Feng Jun thought about it, and this matter really needed to be dealt with, so he set a time to see you at Penglai Hotel at ten o'clock.

In Penglai, his name is very loud, and his deeds are widely circulated. If the other party is willing to work hard, he can easily understand that he is not good.

At ten o'clock, when Feng Jun and Li Xiaobin appeared in the tea house on the second floor of the Penglai Hotel, the two tall and one short were already waiting in the tea house. When they came in, they stood up together.

Wang Haifeng was sitting in a diagonally opposite deck, sitting next to him, turned out to be an "artist" in performing arts yesterday.

Seeing this, Feng Jun couldn't help but make fun of him first, "Lao Wang, you are ... risking to eat pufferfish."

"Cut, the times are progressing, and eating puffer fish is not so dangerous," Wang Haifeng replied carelessly, and squinted at Li Xiaobin. "How many times did you and the squad communicate in depth yesterday?"

Li Xiaobin did n’t say anything, she was able to shout “Two Thousand Nights” yesterday, it was purely a broken jar, intentionally spoiling the friendship of her classmates. Now she is already a “golden collar” with a monthly income of 50,000. One heaven and one underground.

"She is already my personal assistant," Feng Jun said very clearly. "I don't eat the grass. I don't like you. I also collect the low-level fun. Don't take the flirty as fun."

"Cut," Wang Haifeng raised a **** disdainfully. "Your flesh is funny, my fun ... is flax? The double standard is very slippery, young man, I think you are good."

Feng Jun doesn't care about the big mouth of this product, "Who is playing with fire, we both know ... I'm too lazy to dissipate you."

"Don't fight with you," Wang Haifeng said lazily, "Sister Hong just got a call just now. The day after tomorrow, we are invited to go to Bailu to watch the mountain. Are you going?"

"I'll say it later," Feng Jun said, only after looking at the short man. "If you have something to say directly,"

As soon as he came in, he chatted with Wang Haifeng, although he felt that this man was too arduous, but at the same time, did they mean to dry them? Did n’t you hang out yesterday? Let me show you another one now?

The big bag on the short forehead hasn't gone down. It's swollen as if half a goose egg was buckled up. The taller one is better. Yesterday this person just wanted to hug Feng Jun and was kicked. He didn't have any serious health problems.

The short man had been watching them talking honestly, and when he saw his voice, he lost his smile and reverently replied, "Mr. Feng, what happened yesterday, wasn't it ... I drank too much, I **** it. "

His movements and expressions are really respectful, just like he treated Wu Shao yesterday, and he was respectful. King of the Country

"Don't say it, it's particularly boring when you say this," Feng Jun waved his hand and said without hesitation. "You don't drink too much, I don't know very well, I only know ... if I didn't take two, last night , Damn me. "

"It's all my fault, it's my fault," the short man said with a smile on his face, and he kept arching his hands. "Feng, you are a lot of adults. Forgive me for this. I won't dare again in the future."

"It doesn't matter who spares who," Feng Jun waved his hand softly.

That's right, he was really a little bit grudged about this guy's arrogance yesterday, but when he saw this person being so low, he had no intention of killing people out of nowhere, but that's about it.

So he said very coldly, "It goes without saying that I have lost the car. You are a little bit like you. I am not interested in deliberately embarrassing."

He felt that he had no problems with his position and pretended to be just right.

But when the short man heard the words, his face was wrinkled, and he spoke very distressedly, "Mr Feng, you must forgive me, I ... I kneel down for you?"

After talking, his legs were soft and he really knelt to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Feng Jun's brow furrowed, and he felt some irritability in his heart.

Men have gold under their knees. Feng Jun has grown up, and apart from the elders in his family, he has never kneeled.

He didn't like to kneel and looked down on such a person, so the other party's movement made him very disgusted.

So he said impatiently, "There is no question of forgiveness between you and me. To be honest, I am not even interested in dealing with you ... I lost the car and disappeared immediately."

The short man was on his knees and begged hard, "President Feng, forgive me this time, I really have no money."

"I told you all ..." Feng Jun looked impatient, but the next moment, he was startled, "What? No money?"

He really did not expect that the other party gave such an absurd reason.

The short man stretched his hands forward and fell to the ground. "Mr. Feng, I really have no money, otherwise ... I'll give you a kowtow."

The tea club where they are located is the supporting facility of the Penglai Hotel. Generally, there are only five or six guests. Except for these people, there is only one waiter and two middle-aged men.

The three of them looked at the short man in surprise, and apparently did not expect that on such an occasion, they could see such a scene of village customs.

"You think of yourself as a money counter, and the kowtow is money?" Feng Jun fired. "You have money, don't take care of me ... lose your car!"

This one is thick-skinned, and he starts to kowtow, banging on the ground.

Feng Jun sneered, "You love to kowtow, just kowtow, it's none of my business ... Even if you knock through the floor, you have to pay for the car."

Wang Haifeng was originally focused on watching the drama, but he didn't think to speak, but he couldn't help but say, "Wu Jianguo's wealth is huge, is he still short of this money?"

Wu Jianguo was Wu Shao's father. He opened a construction engineering company in Chaoge City. After the project gradually became larger, he came to the provincial capital for development and is currently operating quite prosperously, with assets of billions.

Anyway, Wu Jianguo can afford to pay for a Phaeton car, even his son Wu Shao will not be worse. Female director's master

The short man straightened up and replied, "But ... this thing is that I am good at advocating. It has nothing to do with Wu Shao. The boss has already said that I have to pay for it myself."

Feng Jun laughed angrily when he heard, "This little Wu is interesting. He was in trouble when he was in trouble, but he wasn't when he lost money ... Is this little money so as to be so embarrassing?"

"President Feng, this is really not about Wu Shao's business," the short man said with a full face, explaining in a decent manner, "I blame myself for making claims and trying to figure out his mind without authorization."

When Li Xiaobin heard this, he gave Feng Jun a wink, and then nodded slightly, indicating that this statement was more credible.

She has been in contact with Wu Shao many times and can make certain judgments.

Feng Jun only remembered this time. When Xiao Wu left yesterday, he didn't even look at himself. He also said goodbye to Manager Chang, and didn't mention it at all.

At that time, he thought that the other party was pretending to be forced. Now that I think of it, the little guy probably didn't take it seriously in the night. When he saw the pleasing eye, he took the money and smashed it, and brought it home if he could. ... then forget it.

Not to mention Xiao Wu, is Wang Haifeng also such a person? Spending money is to be happy, the focus is on the process, and it is not forced on the result.

When Feng Jun wanted to understand that this might not be Xiao Wu's pretext, he became more angry.

He stared at the short man angrily, and said coldly, "Are you coming up with me for your own opinion?"

In a network called "Guan Xian", Feng Jun once saw such a point: Ya Nei is certainly hateful, but the help and essays that follow Ya Yai are the most hateful.

Without these people's shackles and Zhang Luo, even if Ya Ya is even worse, it is just a person, how bad can it be?

When reading the book, Feng Jun didn't realize it deeply, and he always doubted whether the author had a motive for washing the floor.

When he did encounter a similar thing, he had to sigh with emotion: The man who wrote the official immortal, it turned out to be a transparent human intelligence, such as acridine.

Apart from his emotions, he will of course be very angry, and he dare to do this kind of thing with you just to please the little kid?

However, the short man did n’t feel that he was doing something wrong. He actually still wanted to explain, “President Feng, it ’s Wu Shao that Xiaobing provokes first, the big belly is big, but we who follow the mixed rice, ca n’t look at Wu Less shaved. "

He said so openly, without any shame.

But Li Xiaobin can't stand it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ She sneered, "In fact, it's just digging the hollow and thinking about it. You only have the little guy in your eyes, the feelings of others, you don't care about it at all, and there is no right or wrong ... What a shame! "

You say I am shameless? The short man gave her a cold look. Are you qualified?

But the next moment, he put on a smiley face, "The key is that Wu Shao is very good to me, and I really can't repay it."

"Isn't this nonsense?" Li Xiaobin smiled coldly, "It's good for you ... that can help you lose the car."

The short man looked dull, and after a pause, he said weakly, "This ... is of course impossible. The things I provoke, of course, are recognized by me, and he still asks for your understanding."

In other words, Wu Shao's side also exerted considerable pressure on him.

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