Lunch time.

Wu Bei, Luohu, Zhao Nianxia and Eleven sat around a table.

Unlike the lively loading and unloading workers in the yard, the four of them remained silent in a very tacit understanding.

But this silence makes people feel extremely depressed and sluggish.

In just four days of opening, three original shareholders retreated and hid, leaving only Wu Bei.

The fragmentation of the internal situation is heartbreaking enough, and the external situation has to bear great pressure from Axue Group.

"What are you eating? It's so delicious!"

Just as Wu Bei was thinking about saying something to cheer everyone up, Uncle Ren walked in from outside the door with a smile.

"Uncle!"

"I don't say a word when I'll be discharged from the hospital!"

Several people raised their heads one after another, and Wu Bei and Luohu smiled directly.

Wu Bei didn't know if it was really like a treasure in his family, but as long as Uncle Ren, he would instinctively feel safe.

It feels like when I was a child, I held a parent-teacher meeting. No matter how ugly the teacher criticized him, my dad would always explain it to him indiscriminately.

"Dry stir-fried beans, spicy chicken, mapo tofu, mixed rabbit belly, authentic mountain city dishes! They are all my favorite dishes, you guys are going to surprise me!"

Uncle Ren happily glanced at the dishes on the table, deliberately let out a few mouthfuls of saliva, rubbed his hands and blinked.

"Uncle, sit here."

Luohu stood up politely.

"Shunzi is in my basement, where is Xiaoyuer? Have you gone to the business?"

Uncle Ren was not polite either. He sat down, picked up the chopsticks and stuffed his mouth with his mouth, and asked in a vague way.

The few people looked at each other for a few moments, but no one said anything.

After glanced at the four people, Uncle Ren seemed to understand the situation in an instant, and smiled slightly: "If the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come, the spicy chicken is delicious."

"I'll serve you rice."

Wu Bei got up and prepared to leave.

"Celebrate with a bottle of wine."

Uncle Ren raised his head and smiled.

"What are you celebrating? Everyone has gone a ball."

Eleven hummed with dissatisfaction.

"It's just because I walked the ball that I have to celebrate even more!"

Uncle Ren learned Eleven's accent and smiled badly, then looked at Wu Bei and said, "The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the slander knows the sincere minister!"

Wu Bei's eyes suddenly shone again.

"Get it?"

Uncle Ren crooked his neck and whispered.

"Um!"

Wu Bei focuses on the key points.

A few minutes later, a bottle of "Erguotou" was served. Uncle Ren ignored the others, unscrewed the bottle mouth, tilted his neck and took a big mouthful, and then he spoke comfortably: "You don't allow you to drink it, you have to work in the afternoon. Just let the old man be corrupt by myself."

"Uncle, where Shunzi..."

Wu Bei asked worriedly.

"I ate well and slept warmly. I was afraid that he would be bored, so I moved my radio to him. As for people, sometimes I really need to calm down, otherwise I would always confuse what I want with what I need!"

Uncle Ren responded without even raising his head.

"Dingling..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Bei's cell phone rang. Seeing that it was Deng Can's number, he hurriedly picked it up.

"I asked Xiao Zhuo to pick you up. You can clean up and take you to meet a big shot! Maybe Shunzi's matter will turn a little bit here."

Deng Can spoke straight to the point.

"What do I need to prepare?"

Wu Bei's heart suddenly became hot.

"Not needed for the time being. You can give it to anyone who can give it. There is no shortage of big shots. You can't take out what he wants!"

Deng Can reveal it to the point.

More than ten minutes later, Huang Zhuo drove to the door of Hu Xiao Company.

Every time I see this handsome guy, Wu Bei always finds it difficult to associate him with Deng Can. He says that his nephew imitates his uncle, but these two people don’t match their personalities or appearances at all.

Although Deng Can is also fair and clean, he is definitely not in line with handsomeness.

In addition, he was eloquent and could quickly have common topics with him as long as he was a person, while Huang Zhuo was very introverted and was not even very good at speaking ordinary polite words.

When he saw Wu Bei, he just nodded politely and had no intention of going in to say hello to others.

When he got into the car, he had no intention of chatting with Wu Bei at all. He just played the role of a driver in a normal manner. After several times, Wu Bei took the initiative to find topics, but he was completely distracted by his almost perfunctory response.

Just as Wu Bei was fantasizing about what level of big shot to face later, Huang Zhuo's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the number and glanced at Wu Bei in the back row for no reason. He hesitated for a long time before pressing the answer button.

His call voice was set very small, and even if it was close, Wu Bei couldn't hear clearly what the other party was saying.

"Don't tell me it's useless. Please transfer the money quickly, otherwise don't blame me for turning against you!"

Suddenly, Huang Zhuo raised his voice and roared, which scared the sleepy Wu Bei. Only then did he realize that this taciturn little boy would even curse.

Through the rearview mirror, Huang Zhuo noticed Wu Bei's surprised expression, and hung up the phone directly and smiled apologetically.

"Are you in trouble?"

Wu Bei asked casually with a smile.

"No!"
Chapter completed!