"In an organization, only those who are capable will occupy their positions, but there are also some people who are flattering people. They are obviously mediocre by relying on their words, but they finally succeed in getting to the position."
Seeing the joking look on Meng Yan's face, Li Tiantan shook his beard angrily: "Yellow-mouthed kid! When I offered the sky-high price for the jade, you weren't even born yet!"
"A pretty boy who is being cared for by a woman has the guts to challenge me, Li Tiantan. It's really amazing!"
"Who is the pretty boy? Mr. Li, you are an old man. Please speak with dignity and don't ruin your life!" Nightingale leaned towards Meng Yan and retorted to Li Tiantan.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting awkward again, Meng Yan immediately hugged Nightingale and left: "Nightingale, don't be like these flatterers."
"He has such an impulsive temper. He was probably treated as a fat sheep countless times when he was young. Talking to him is a waste of time."
Nightingale covered her mouth and chuckled, stimulating Li Tiantan along with Meng Yan's performance: "To be honest, my dear, I did hear some rumors. Back then, there were 100 million bad debts in the books of the Jade Union. I checked and found out.
On his head..."
Meng Yan looked at Li Tiantan's blushing face and hurriedly left with a smile.
You can't let him curse out at this time, you have to let him hold his emotions in his stomach for a while.
Only in this way will he lose his composure and make mistakes after a while!
Originally, Meng Yan had not planned to do anything to them today, but when he saw Li Tiantan, the three words "little pretty face" that came out of his mouth made Meng Yan aware of the opportunity.
Meng Yan found it a little incredible that an old man of half a century who spoke freely, maintained his aloofness but liked to rely on the power of his superiors to suppress his subordinates. This kind of man could survive to this day by gambling in Shixing.
The group of people followed Wei Xian into a room. It was different from the scenery outside. As soon as he entered the door, Meng Yan saw a room with splendid decorations and several large round dining tables placed inside. It was obviously a banquet for entertaining guests.
hall.
However, now the dishes have been served one after another, but no one at the round table has sat down.
On the side, a group of senior officials in military uniforms and a few businessmen were surrounding the city and holding their breath, not knowing what they were looking at.
Wei Xian on the side was stunned, then went up to greet him: "Everyone! Take your seats! Miss Nightingale has arrived, and we won't be drunk tonight!"
"Drunk ass! What the hell are you digging for? There are three fucking pieces in a row, they are all rocks!"
An officer wearing a hat and a rough look shouted loudly.
"Thankfully I brought someone here for you today!"
Standing next to him were several people in regular clothes, who looked like the merchants this person had mentioned.
Meng Yan leaned close to Nightingale's ear: "What's going on?"
Nightingale also shook her head: "I don't know this either."
Meng Yan raised his head and looked around the room, only to see a group of people in green military uniforms surrounding a stone cutting machine. Several smooth stones had been cut under the machine.
The middle-aged man standing next to the machine was wearing a military uniform that was different from the people around him. He was obviously a higher level. He looked at the stone that had just been cut with a gloomy look on his face.
Meng Yan could probably guess what was going on.
Lao Pachang, the rough stones that came out of this place back then were all top-quality jadeite. Didn't we just find a new mineral vein?
The ordinary soldiers outside must not think about getting rich, but for the senior officials stationed in the army here, they are guarding a golden mountain.
Doesn’t this make sense if it’s not for fun?
Co-authored: This is not just a place for digging rough stones, it is also a place for business, but most of the time we produce and sell them ourselves.
Meng Yan turned to look at Wei Xian who was standing aside, only to see him walking forward in a cold sweat, and couldn't help but say nice words in front of the group of people to comfort them.
It's just that it's obviously not of much use.
Meng Yan was always surrounded by a group of officers in the middle. The man with the most stars on his shoulders asked Nightingale: "Who is this person?"
Nightingale glanced at Meng Yan's finger: "Scar, the leader here."
"There are no scars on this man's face?" Meng Yan asked.
Nightingale pointed to the waves on her chest: "The scar on his body comes from here."
After saying that, Nightingale slid her finger to the left side of her abdomen: "Here."
"I've heard of his name. I blocked Li Mianhuang's knife in the war. It was a life-and-death friendship, so I gave him the garrison at the entrance of Pachang."
Meng Yan thought for a while and asked: "Does that mean that the king of northern Burma also tacitly allowed his officers stationed at the entrance to gamble with stones?"
Nightingale rolled her eyes at him: "What do you think?"
Meng Yan thought about it carefully, and found that this was actually quite reasonable. Not everyone was like Meng Yan. He knew what was inside the stone before he cut it, so he would usually bet nine out of ten.
Let the officers stationed at the scene also bet stones, spend their military pay locally, and take one of them home.
"However, they seem to be unlucky today." Meng Yan looked at the group of angry officers and felt that Wei Xian would be violently attacked by one of them at any time, and then pushed to the ground and beaten to death.
Being able to gamble on stones while eating, this group of people is also very addicted. At this time, everyone in the scene was busy with their own affairs. For a while, no one came to care about Meng Yan and his group. Meng Yan led Nightingale to a round table.
, casually pulled out a chair and sat down.
As soon as I sat down, a crisp slap sounded.
"Snapped!"
The two of them sat in their seats and looked around, only to see Wei Xian being slapped on the head by the irritable officer just now, and he was knocked upside down.
"Do you really look down on our big boss? Are you trying to fool us by putting some rocks in there? How dare you even fool our leader?!"
"What kind of place is Parchang? I've never eaten pork and haven't seen pigs running away? How old was I when I caught loaches with my bare buttocks in the fields? I knew that the food coming out of this place was all green!"
"This has been cut into three pieces. Take a look for yourself, what the hell are these?!" the officer said as he picked up a piece of cut stone and handed it to Wei Xian, then lifted it up and threw it heavily to the ground.
It was smashed to pieces.
Wei Xian, who was lying on the ground, had a grimace on his face: "Fellow military lords, I really don't look down on you. It is indeed a bit unlucky today. Let's eat first. I will go to the mine in person tomorrow to find a good piece of material for the regiment leader.
How about it?"
"Tomorrow? Each of these three pieces of material costs one million. Do you think we are a cash machine?! I will kill you now!" The officer said and was about to take out the pistol in his waist, but was rushed by a group of people around him.
