Chapter 112: Sister Jiang
It broke out and Wu Yingxiong completely broke out. Although he did not improve much in the real economy compared to before, his aura was more than ten times stronger. Luo Laowu, who once made him worry all night, sneaked into his room last night and gave him two bottles of good wine. He said heartily that he was sorry, I was wrong.
The old wolf gang that I couldn't afford to offend was also returned in front of me yesterday.
For Wu Yingxiong, it is tantamount to thin silk, marrying white, rich and beautiful, counterattacking tall, rich and handsome, and reaching the peak of life.
Only he can understand this excitement, and it is really hard to convey.
In a nutshell, at this moment, Wu Yingxiong felt that everyone was looking up to him and everyone was paying attention to him.
So, he should make impressive moves.
The big sister sold the goods, one by one, a golden rooster lighter, a copy of the People's Daily, and a bunch of cash. Wu Yingxiong waved his hand, "The money is on the account first, I will have many opportunities to come here in the future!"
The big sister who could hand over the seven or eight yuan to a stranger was finally shocked and stared at Wu Yingxiong in a daze, not knowing how to talk to him.
The big sister who sells the goods really doesn't know that her cute expression is the best reward in Wu Yingxiong's eyes.
Just as I was about to sell the goods again, Song Fugui's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello, Mr. Wu, hello, didn't you say you wanted goods in the afternoon? I was busy for you all morning. I didn't expect you to call me now. If you want goods, it would be a bit difficult. Two table lamps with green sky are really hard to find. Do you think it would be better to change to red underglaze? At night, turn on the table lamp, and the lights are set against the red underglaze lamp base. The bedside is like the sunset is connected to the sky, the sunset is moist, and it is very warm and beautiful. To be honest, just count this style lamp. It sells the best. People with status in Sijiu City all love this one."
Song Fugui made a good advice, but Wu Yingxiong seemed to hear the other party cursing at the grass father, slapped the pedestal board of the sales window of the convenience store, making a roar. The sales elder sister even jumped up, "Son Song. Do you want this business or not? Just do it as I say. What do I want? What do you prepare for me? Don't give me nonsense advice. Do you know that the piece of paper I gave you is not my random thoughts, but it costs a lot of money. What I want is overall harmony. Don't give me less sunset to follow the sky. The sunset is moist, so it's so light!"
In fact, if Song Fugui really cursed at his father, Wu Yingxiong, who was used to scolding, might not be angry, but if Song Fugui dared to point fingers and strokes at him, it would touch someone's reverse scale.
Wu Yingxiong was simply an imperial decree to handle the things assigned by Xue Xiang, and he regarded it as the most important thing in his life.
Last night, before Xue Xiang left, he gave him a stack of money and asked him to take care of his new home.
Seeing this moving bunch of Smurfs, Wu Yingxiong didn't have any thoughts about secretly for the first time, and just wanted to put the money into practice and do the job well.
For this reason, this guy thought hard for a long time and finally got an idea. The professional problem should be left to the professional staff to solve.
He rushed to a prestigious university in Beijing overnight, found several female senior students from the design institute, and spent a high price to invite these people. He rushed to the courtyard, conducted some actual inspections, made suggestions on the spot, and finally finalized the final plan based on the current decoration technology.
He then made a list of items required by the plan, found the most famous Hualuoli Shopping Mall, and handed it over to Song Fugui, the head of the furniture hall.
When Song Fugui saw that the items listed were all of them, they were all of them. They were obviously Zhang Dadan, and without saying a word, they took it over.
But now, Song Fugui said that some items have problems with the supply.
Wu Yingxiong was naturally very dissatisfied. This was like stabbing him with a knife, making him feel uncomfortable. He has been a dog for half his life. Finally, he has the opportunity to be a dignified person. Who would let him go?
Song Fugui didn't expect that Wu Yingxiong was so rude. He cursed with disagreement and became angry. He was not a private manager, but a middle-level cadre in a state-owned store. He was ranked at the deputy section level and was considered a non-stage product. How could he be allowed to insult others? Just as he was about to curse him, he thought about it and stopped immediately.
Just imagine, if you have such a character and willing to buy decorations at such a price, can a family of ordinary people be ordinary? Look at this person surnamed Wu, who is as powerful as the sky, is majestic and looks like a child. All of these people have been in high positions for a long time and are almost unaware of the fireworks on earth.
Is this person really worthy of being provoked by himself?
At this point, Song Fugui forced himself to calm down and said, "Mr. Wu, I said that, and didn't say that you must follow my words. You see, I don't say that, I don't say that it's okay, and don't ask in advance. We should just make an appointment in advance and pick up the goods at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. In this hour, I will be able to put all the things you want."
Wu Yingxiong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said, "Okay, everyone keep their credibility. I will pick up the goods at the time, don't let me down." With a snap, he hung up the phone.
Scream!!!
A violent dream of rubber tires rubbing against the concrete floor came, and an empty jeep almost fell into the iron box of the convenience store. In an instant, three strong men jumped out of the car. Without saying a word, they lifted Wu Yingxiong into the car. Another toothache sound, the jeep disappeared at the entrance of the alley on the east side. The saleswoman didn't even have time to make a scream.
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In the wet basement, Wu Yingxiong was hung on a cross made of two thick wooden stakes. His clothes were broken and his body was covered with whip marks as if he had plowed. His pale fat face was shining under the huge strong light, and he could not see any human appearance.
"Damn it, Xiaodao, the information is correct. It says that this guy was forced into a crotch with a kitchen knife. In recent years, he has been bullied and humiliated in the underworld of Xicheng?"
The brass chain was shaking a piece of letter paper, and the copying of the letter paper was Wu Yingxiong's past information. They had been evil in Xicheng for many years, and it would be easy to get a little dissident on their own.
But Lao Lang just didn't believe the black man on the white paper, rubbed his teeth and said, "Is there such a coward? After being whipped by hundreds of whips, the fat bear is so tired. This grandson still doesn't speak. I think even Sister Jiang and Liu Hulan are just like this. I'm really open to my eyes today."
A little knife dyed with yellow hair poured a mouthful of Russian-made vodka into his mouth and frowned, "Who said it was not? But this information was not collected by one person. The information obtained was similar, and they were asked by the people who were most familiar with this grandson. If a person made a fake, everyone could not tell lies, right?" (To be continued) r466
Chapter completed!