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When I think back to this, Ba Tuhai slapped himself hard in the face.
Later, in order to secure a project that could make me a lot of money, I racked my brains, gave expensive gifts, and spent a lot of money, but the representative of the first party remained silent.
Helpless, I prepared another generous gift to seek guidance from the middleman.
middleman said: "This guy not only loves money, but also lusts after women..."
Damn it, can this 200-pound fat pig still move? Can he still breathe under his weight? His bad breath can stink up the place from two meters away, can the women underneath him stand it?
But talk is just talk, cursing is just cursing, we still have to do what we have to do, after all, we want to make money from him.
I started following the prescription and spent a lot of money hiring a few "women with Technology".
Zhao Xiaoman, she said she was only twenty-three, standing there half a head taller than me, with a big chest, a small waist, and long legs. She was as beautiful as that Yà, who is said to be a famous model from a certain open coastal city.
In just one night, she cost me a whole 8,000 yuan.
The fat pig is actually not satisfied with it!
Chang Xiaoru, it is said that she used to be a flight attendant.
Eight thousand five in one night.
The fat pig is still "not afraid of boiling water"!
Another exotic Russian racehorse with blonde hair and blue eyes was recruited from Northeast, with a majestic and imposing presence that instantly got me excited.
But that fat pig still didn't say a word.
Unfortunately, I had to turn to middleman for help again.
middleman said, "Don't look for those 'professional' ones, look for someone from a good family..."
2
For several days in a row, seeing me return home with a worried look, Honghong tried to comfort me in various ways, saying, "We've earned quite a bit of money, you don't have to push yourself too hard..."
She gently unbuttoned her clothes and cradled my head in her arms, allowing me to arch my back. Letting my hands roam freely over any part of her body. For several days, I still couldn't eat well or sleep.
When I was young, my family was so poor that we didn't even have enough beds. As the oldest child, I had to sleep on a makeshift bed made of straw and millet stalks.
At the age of fifteen, I ran away to work. I started with small jobs and then moved on to bigger ones, which I did for several years.
Later on, unable to endure the hardship any longer, I flattered the foreman and treated him like a father. Eventually, I became a construction estimator and led my own team.
Three years later, I officially formed a team. I invited foreman to relax at the KTV, to unwind in the hair washing room, and to enjoy sauna and massage... The more work foreman gives me, the more I earn.
Another three years passed, and my team grew stronger. People are eating like horses, and I can't help but drool over the big fat pieces of meat that are almost within reach. It's enough to drive a person crazy.
Honghong's birthday, I organized a gathering at the Sapphire Hotel and invited some people to join.
On this day, Honghong takes the spotlight. She has her long hair elegantly pinned up with a jade-studded hairpin. The pink cheongsam I helped her pick out accentuates her already great figure, making her look even more exquisite. Her high heels are slender and transparent, adding an extra touch of charm to her graceful walk. When there's no one around, she coquettishly tugs at the slit of her cheongsam, saying, "Is this too revealing? Look, it's slit all the way up to the thigh."
I encouraged her, "This is called beauty. Do you think any woman can pull off the effect you have!" The stage was large and very lively. Once everyone had arrived, I invited them to take their seats.
There is a long-term partner, the "middleman" I mentioned earlier, who has introduced a lot of business to me and, of course, taken a share of the profits from me. There is also the party A representative that I have been trying every means to win over. Although he is quite fat, he has resources and is my most important client. I deliberately arranged for him to sit on the other side next to Qiu Ying. There are also several friends who have brought their wives along. Although they have all dressed up carefully, they pale in comparison to Honghong.
Here, the hostesses who accompany the drinks are all carefully selected. Not only can they drink and talk, but most importantly, they are also beautiful. It is said that some of them are university students who work part-time to support themselves. They are all very open-minded.
The manager quietly told me that the hotel only provides a platform, and as long as we get along, they will take care of the next steps themselves.
But today, they didn't perform well. Honghong sat there, and every frown and smile made these beauties pale in comparison.
I deliberately paid attention to the behavior of Party A. Damn it, all night long, if it wasn't chopsticks falling to the ground, it was spoons falling under the table. When the waiter tried to help him pick them up, he wouldn't let them. I caught him, under the influence of alcohol, glancing at Honghong's legs from time to time. Today, Honghong is the bait.
I know, the fish has taken the bait.
4
A week later, the dead fat pig took the initiative to call me and said he was setting up a game, specifically inviting me to bring Honghong to "sit and chat" together.
After I got home, I talked to Honghong, but she wasn't very willing: "Is it that fat and unsightly person?" I persuaded her: "Go, in this world, eating and drinking is also part of the job." Following me for over a year, Honghong has basically listened to me in all matters, big and small. This time was no exception. For my happiness, Honghong agreed to go, but she refused to wear the qipao from last time.
"You're revealing too much!" she said.
I knew that this time, the fat pig had released bait, and I had become the fish being hooked.
At the dining table, the fat pig frequently poured me drinks: "Brother Tuhai, my old friend has discovered that you are truly someone who gets things done. I'm still willing to entrust the project to you."
Just over here, the team's opinions are a bit divided, but don't worry, leave the next steps to me, big brother... Come on, let's have another drink, the two of us brothers!"
middleman is a knowledgeable scholar-type cadre within the system, who once told me: "Life is like a process of drinking, no matter what brand, what grade, what flavor of alcohol... you have to keep going, even if it makes you cry, or even if it makes you vomit or bleed!"
The fat guy released some information, should I take it or not?
As long as there is involvement, there will definitely be a cost, and that cost may make the latter half of life painful and difficult. Of course, the money earned will also be a lot. "The money I've made over the years has been exchanged for my diminishing 'humanness'."
The fat pig is playing the long game, and I am trying not to take the bait, holding him off.
There is a devil and a conscience living in everyone's heart.
They fought repeatedly and often got into fights. After another half month, middleman said that fat pig was preparing to invite bids and asked if I had received any notification. I didn't say anything, but he understood everything.
"I won't advise you. How you choose and what you do is up to you. I will try my best to fight for you!"
Three days later, middleman set up a situation and invited fat pig and me.
During the gathering, fat pig and I clinked glasses. I drank, then toasted him, and he drank as well.
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