"Everyone, everyone!"

When everyone was almost noisy, Tchaikov, who had a hairy chest, suddenly spoke. This guy was from Russia, and was already tall and majestic, but when he stood up suddenly, he seemed to be erecting a telephone pole.

In addition, his voice was penetrating enough, so the bamboo building quickly became quiet. Everyone's eyes were all focused on Tchaikov, not knowing what this old guy was going to say.

When the bamboo building was completely quiet, Tchaikov said loudly: "It is not a solution for us to argue like this. Everyone wants to share more, but the goods are limited, and even if we make a day, there may not be any result."

Tchaikov said that everyone knew that it was just that in the face of such huge benefits, few people could truly maintain a plain heart. At this moment, Tchaikov's actions made many of the bosses present feel ashamed. This is the style of everyone.

"This old guy has started pretending again." Cheng Hu curled his lips very disdainfully and muttered to Mr. Zhang in a low voice.

Mr. Zhang smiled: "Brother Hu, it's his ability to pretend. Look, his prestige here is quite good."

"In my opinion, instead of fighting each other like this, we might as well choose someone who convinces everyone and let him tell him how to all allocate. We all think about it. If more than half of the people agree to that, we will be divided.

Of course, everyone here can also express their opinions and put forward any dissatisfaction with them. We will discuss and continuously improve the plan. There will always be a distribution method that everyone agrees with."

Tchaikov's words were reasonable and indeed a good method. No one at the scene opposed it, and everyone agreed with this.

But the next thing was a bit difficult, who would assign it? It is conceivable that no matter who would give it, it would offend many people present. This is really a thankless job. No matter how you divide it, everyone will only think that there are few and not satisfied.

"This batch of diamonds belongs to Mr. Sha. I think it's better to let Mr. Sha divide it." Tchaikov spoke first, but no one expected that he would throw this hot potato to the host.

"Haha." Sharjah laughed and slowly put down the teacup in his hand. "Lao Chai, don't make things difficult for me. If I know how to divide it, then what kind of sharing meeting will be held? Just supply it to you directly. I am only responsible for supplying it here today, and the others have nothing to do with me."

"Mr. Sha is right." Tchaikov seemed to have expected Sharjah to say this for a long time. He immediately changed his mind and pointed his finger at Cheng Hu. "I have another suitable candidate, the famous Modong Cheng Hu. What do you think?"

"Me?" Cheng Hu pointed at his nose, a little surprised. He also thought that Tchaikov would take the opportunity to stab him, but he was not sure. But this old guy really had to pull himself into the water. Wouldn't he be afraid that he would not give it to him?

"That's right." Tchaikov, like a worshiper of Cheng Tiger, began to sell Cheng Tiger enthusiastically to everyone. "Although Cheng Tiger mainly engages in a white powder business, those who drink white powder should pay more attention to integrity and fairness, otherwise they will not be able to survive.

The word Cheng Hu is in the Tao, and that is the golden signboard, and there is no doubt. I believe that Cheng Hu will give everyone the most fair distribution opinion. Besides, as the saying goes, bystanders are clear, and by an outsider, it is better to distribute it from the perspective of an outsider?"

I have to say that Tchaikov is really a treacherous guy. After a few words, it sounds reasonable, and it is like not letting everyone get along with each other.

Everyone was just happy to push out the errands of this sinner. They were all in the jewelry circle, especially the giants present who were playing jewelry. When they were bound to deal with each other in the future, no matter who they offended, it would be bad.

It happened that he was a man who was playing with white powder and intervened, so it would be unreasonable to leave this sucker to him.

"Boss Chai is right. I can't believe anyone here, but I am convinced by Cheng Hu. I think, let Cheng Hu share it." The vulgar Japanese dwarf Eight Ming Emperor was the first to speak.

"That's right, no one present is more suitable for distribution than Cheng Boss." Alai Miaoshou spoke the second time, and he also raised his hands to agree.

"Actually, I am optimistic about Brother Cheng, but I am worried that everyone will say that I will do a man-in-one situation, so I didn't speak up." The host Sharjah, who just boasted that everything had nothing to do with him, was rarely strongly supported by Cheng Hu at this moment.

He became a tiger and instantly became the one that everyone expected.

"These guys are really not a thing." Cheng Hu rubbed his temples and felt a little headache. If he shirked, he offended everyone present. Not only that, he also greatly embarrassed his face, let everyone know that Cheng Hu was a person without a genitals.

But if you really distribute it, it will also offend people! This is a dilemma.

After a glance at the corner of his eyes, he suddenly realized that Mr. Zhang looked calm and leisurely. Cheng Hu's eyes lit up. It seemed that this guy had already had an idea.

"Hey, stop pretending to be a master." Cheng Hu poked Mr. Zhang, "I know you have many ideas and have any ideas, so I'll tell you quickly."

"This is not me stealing your limelight." Young Master Zhang smiled.

"Okay, please tell me quickly." Cheng Hu laughed and cursed. He felt a little expectant. He knew that Young Master Zhang was not a good person. His idea would definitely be a big deal, but he just didn't know what method to use.

"I have a way, everyone can see if it's okay." Mr. Zhang cleared his throat and spoke. The scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes were a little surprised. Why did he join in the fun? Do you understand the rules?

After the undercover incident, Mr. Zhang is well-known to everyone, and the bosses are familiar with him. At this moment, Mr. Zhang spoke instead of Cheng Hu. Everyone was surprised and felt a little confused. This guy is not simple.

Tchaikov was stunned at first, but slapped the table hard and scolded: "Who allows you to speak? Do you understand the rules? Is there any share in your speaking here? Cheng Hu, this is the person you are leading, no big or small!"

Cheng Hu immediately snorted at the tit-for-tat: "This is my brother, what he said is what I said!"

"That's not OK. It's you, not him, who participated in the division conference!" Tchaikov was unreasonable. The huge shame that Mr. Zhang brought him made him look dirty in front of everyone, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Young Master Zhang patted Cheng Hu on the shoulder and signaled that Cheng Hu was fine. He pointed at Tchaikov: "Old guy, don't whine in front of me. Don't think you are so great. In my eyes, you are just a big fuck.

If it weren't for Brother Hu's face, I would have beaten you to a pig's head. Be honest and say a little more stumble, I wouldn't be polite."
Chapter completed!