After a while, the two of them came to the near the long-distance passenger station and found an inconspicuous small restaurant.

"Mr. Ji means to live a serious life with this money, don't waste money. This is probably the biggest money you can earn in your life, and you must make good use of it."

A few plates of side dishes were served, two glasses of white wine were filled, and Mao Bin spoke with a serious voice.

"Brother Mao, who I will remember in my heart, what about you? When will you graduate?"

I asked in my head with brackets.

"I? I've been in such a bad life. My life was given to him by President Ji. If it weren't for her back then, I might have been put on a sewing machine in prison. Besides, I owe her too much, so it's not a matter of a few things to be clear."

Mao Bin smiled bitterly and shook his head and replied.

"Who said no? If President Ji had taken me out of the Junior Management Office at that time, let alone making money, I would have been on the streets long ago. I would have owe her a lot. If I weren't afraid that Wu Bei would have implicated you, I wouldn't have left no matter what I said."

Braces patted his forehead and muttered: "Brother Mao, I don't understand. Why are we so afraid of Wu Bei? I met him last night and I feel like an ordinary person. Besides, can you be more powerful than bullets when you punch and foot skills? I don't believe he is invulnerable to swords and guns!"

"You know, Wu Bei's horror is not just what we see. He has no shortage of arms, and he has more than manpower. The accumulation of Hu Xiao Company over a year can be considered the largest in Chongshi. In terms of relationships, his brother Luohu's family can be counted in Kyoto. His family, Zhao Nianxia, ​​is definitely an old brand. Mr. Ji seems to know him, but he is not very happy to mention it. The other one is Wu Bei and his son."

Mao Bin explained with a glance.

"What's wrong with him?"

The brackets immediately became interested.

"I just learned some time ago that he and Mr. Ji and Ren Zhongping are old acquaintances, and they must be quite capable. Haven't you kept asking Zuo Lan why she didn't come back from Jincheng with me? She was useless and was caused by Wu Bei, including the wounds on my back, which were also caused by the old man's subordinates!"

Mao Bin looked around and said in a low voice.

"Damn it! Isn't Zuo Lan the daughter of President Ji? Can she bear it?"

Braces opened their mouths in an instant.

"I thought so at the time, but after Mr. Ji knew about this, he acted very casually and said lightly, it turned out that Wu Bei was his son. No wonder Ren Zhongping came to Wu Bei or something, which means that Mr. Ji was absolutely keen to know each other and his relationship was extraordinary."

Mao Bin took a sip of wine, took a few breaths of spicy "hiss", and then said, "There is also the old bull you killed last night. He actually played with Wu Bei for a few years ago. I guess Mr. Ji really couldn't dig Ren Zhongping, and he didn't dare to use Wu Bei for surgery anymore, and wanted to force Lao Wu out as a transmission microphone."

"Brother Mao, why did Mr. Ji try his best to find Ren Zhongping? And what exactly did the Ren person do?"

The brackets scratched the face and asked in confusion.

"I'm talking too much, drink a bar!"

Mao Bin glared at the other party, picked up the wine glass and said, "Since you are about to wash your social clothes, don't always worry about the waters of the world. Come on, brother, I'll give you a farewell!"

"Thank you, Brother Mao, for these years of care, you are as important as Mr. Ji, to me, protect yourself!"

The brackets also raised the wine glass very emotionally.
Chapter completed!