"Boss Meng, this is Mr. Ma Honggen and Mr. Ma."

This was the first time Meng Shaoyuan saw the "dung bag" in the rent.

Ma Honggen is wearing a dark gown. He is in his forties and is quite elegant. Without an introduction, it would be difficult to associate him with a profession like "manure bagging".

"Master Ma, I have admired you for a long time."

Meng Shaoyuan bowed his hand.

"Boss Meng, you're welcome."

As soon as the two of them sat down, Meng Shaoyuan came straight to the point: "Master Ma, I know your time is precious. We should not tell secrets. If I want to Li Cha, the restaurant will not be able to do business. Is there anything you can do?"

Ma Honggen has seen too much of this vicious competition among businesses: "This is very easy, it just depends on what price Boss Meng is prepared to pay."

"One day, ten thousand oceans!"

"Just one day?"

"Just one day!"

"Okay, I'll take care of it." When Ma Honggen heard this, he realized that this was too simple. He could easily earn ten thousand yuan in one day.

Gao Heqin placed a check of five thousand yuan in front of Ma Honggen: "Master Ma, this is the deposit, and the other half will be paid after the event is completed."

Ma Honggen was not polite, put away the check, and stood up: "Boss Meng, just wait for my good news."

That day, when Meng Shaoyuan passed by the branch and heard about the profession of "dung bagger", a link in his plan was made up.

If you have money, anything can be done easily.

He checked the time: "Lao Gao, I have to go to the Licha Hotel. You must hurry up on the things I asked you to do."

Gao Heqin nodded, then took a carefully packaged gift box and said carefully, "Be careful with what you want. It won't feel good if you get this thing on your body."

Meng Shaoyuan also had a look of disgust on his face, and he was more careful than picking up a vase from the Ming Dynasty.

There is no other way, who made me come up with such an immoral method?

…

Ito Ayako dressed beautifully today.

The news that Wang Yaqiao appeared in the Shanghai Public Settlement made Kong Jianshan upset. However, the person in Japan who contacted him for negotiation had not yet given a reply. How could he care about where Ayako Ito went?

Meng Shaoyuan took her to a Western restaurant owned by a Frenchman.

He is an expert in micro-expressions. He sees the opportunity, observes the words and expressions, and says flattering words from time to time, which makes Ito Ayako so happy that she can't wait to throw herself into her arms right now.

It's a pity that although Meng Shaoyuan talked sweetly, he was well-behaved.

The meal lasted for more than an hour, but Meng Shaoyuan didn't even give any hint that he wanted to take Ito Ayako to the hotel. On the contrary, Ito Ayako didn't understand what he was thinking.

"Hey, it's a pity. There are too many things going on in my uncle's hotel." Meng Shaoyuan looked at the time and sighed: "If Miss Ito stays at the International Hotel, I must accompany you well. There is no way, there will be more in the afternoon

It’s a meeting, I’ll take Miss Ito back first.”

I see.

Ayako Ito suddenly understood.

I felt strange about Kong Jianshan again. Why was he staying at the Licha Hotel? And he was so cautious that he refused to leave the hotel even half a step.

Once you have the opportunity, you must persuade Kong Jianshan to stay at the International Hotel, so that you can face "Meng Xiaoyuan" day and night.

Meng Shaoyuan paid the bill and accompanied Ito Ayako out of the restaurant. The rickshaw was already waiting outside.

"Sir, your things." As soon as he saw Meng Shaoyuan's arrival, the coachman, who had been chartered by him for several days, immediately picked up a gift box and handed it over attentively.

"Miss Ito, a small gift is not disrespectful." Meng Shaoyuan took the gift box and gave it to Ito Ayako with a smile.

"What is this?" Ito Ayako was surprised and happy.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled lightly: "I tore Miss Ito's skirt at the dance yesterday, so I bought a new one as compensation."

Oh my God, there is such a gentleman in this world who pleases girls so much.

Ito Ayako just wanted to open the gift box right now.

"Go back and try it on slowly." Meng Shaoyuan helped Ito Ayako onto the rickshaw: "Licha Hotel, Miss Ito, see you next time."

"I think we will meet again soon." Ito Ayako said lovingly.

…

Rich Hotel.

Ma Honggen slapped the table: "Here comes someone!"

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Ma Honggen pointed to the steak in front of him: "Where are the chopsticks? Why don't you give me chopsticks?"

Well?

The waiter didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What can you do when you meet such a rustic? But he still patiently explained: "Sir, this is Western food. There are no chopsticks, only knives and forks."

Kong Jianshan, who was sitting there, enjoying a delicious meal, was laughing in his heart.

Shameful, so shameful. You don’t understand the most basic rules of eating Western food, why are you here pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?

"I don't care what fucking Western or Chinese food it is, but give me a pair of chopsticks." Ma Honggen's voice became louder, almost roaring.

The French manager of the restaurant came over with his translator. He frowned and muttered a few words. The translator said: "Sir, this is a high-end restaurant. Please be more careful and do not disturb other guests while they are dining."

"A high-end restaurant?" Ma Honggen sneered: "What about a high-end restaurant? Are you using foreigners to pressure me? Don't you know me, Mr. Ma?"

The translator spoke in the ear of the French manager for a while. The manager said with sarcasm in blunt Chinese: "It turns out that you are a scumbag. Without our public settlement, can you make money? Sir, please leave, Licha."

You are not welcome in the hotel."

Covered with feces?

Kong Jianshan, who heard this clearly, felt his stomach ache and suddenly lost all interest in the food in front of him.

He has a very serious mysophobia and can hardly hear the words "excrement, urine," etc.

At this time, Ma Honggen suddenly stopped roaring and instead sneered: "Are you looking down on me?"

"go out!"

How could the French manager take such a Chinese person into his eyes: "I reiterate once again, the Richa Hotel does not welcome guests like you."

"Okay, don't regret it."

Ma Honggen stood up, smiled strangely, and left with a puff of sleeves.

When he went out, Ito Ayako happened to come in, holding a gift box in her hand, and came to Kong Jianshan: "Have you eaten?"

"What did you go out to buy again?" Kong Jianshan's eyes fell on the gift box.

Ayako Ito is good at everything, but she just likes spending money too much.

Although I have been greedy for a lot of money, considering my future life, I cannot be so unrestrained.

"Clothes." Ito Ayako said happily: "Do you remember that I tore a circle of my skirt yesterday to attend the dance? So I bought another one."

Kong Jianshan couldn't help but sigh.

Alas, the world is getting worse. The world is getting worse.

Japanese women are supposed to be gentle and virtuous, but Miss Ito was so obsessed with the dance that she even tore her skirt in order to dance.

How unethical is this?
Chapter completed!