That night, a hot pot restaurant in Chong City.

The senior executives of the entire Hu Xiao Company gathered together.

Zhao Nianxia proposed eating hot pot. When Wu Bei asked her what the meaning was, the little girl mischievously made a face and said that she was greedy.

Wu Bei was amused at that time.

After getting along with several things, he had already given Zhao Nianxia a "smart" label in his heart, thinking that she seemed to have meaning to do anything, but forgot that the other party was just a young man in his twenties, just like him.

"Brain flowers, fat intestines, pig blood tofu..."

Luohu flipped through the menu and read a lot of things to the waiter in one breath.

"It's almost done, too much waste!"

Wang Shun hurriedly reminded him.

"Five plates of lambs! That's enough for me. You can order what you eat yourself."

Luohu immediately handed the menu to Wu Bei.

"Damn it, this is the first time I have seen you as thin as a living!"

Jia Xiao grinned in shock.

"He doesn't have much appetite, but he can eat meat."

Zhao Nianxia laughed and teased.

"How did you know that Sister Xia Xia has to add a lot of meat to the bowl every time she cooks."

Eleven consecutive agreements.

After hearing the words of Eleven, Zhao Nianxia was a little stuck and said hurriedly: "You can't tell me it normally. Order the food quickly, I'm going to be hungry."

Wu Bei saw it and glanced at Zhao Nianxia and Luohu suspiciously.

He always felt that the two of them were very strange. They obviously had no intersection in the company and even had little conversation, but they seemed to be very familiar with each other.

"Boss, don't you say you will give you benefits today."

Noting Wu Bei's eyes, Zhao Nianxia whispered to remind him.

"Oh yes!"

Wu Bei slapped the back of his head and quickly took out a thick stack of banknotes from the handbag at his feet.

The company has been open for about a month. Due to capital turnover, no one has received a salary. Today, I happened to get a benefit fee from Meng Le. Wu Bei thought about filling everyone's shriveled pockets.

"The total amount is 110,000. How to divide it specifically? Xia Xia will tell you later that Pengzi and Xiaoxiao join the company late, so they get a little less. Although Eleven doesn't participate in the company's operations, the logistics are doing well!"

Wu Bei said in the words he thought of in advance.

"What else do I have?"

Xu Gaopeng was a little surprised.

"That's necessary. Follow the tens of millions to earn millions, follow the tiger roar and have no soft spots! Do it well, our big brother can't lose money to you!"

Luohu blinked with a whizz.

"Shunzi doesn't have to work harder. In the past or two, the agency will allocate a large number of people to us, whether it is a fool or a temptation, and try to keep people for me."

Wu Bei looked at Wang Shun again and signaled.

"I try my best!"

Wang Shun nodded his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Bei's cell phone rang. When he saw that it was Deng Can's number, he quickly picked it up.

"Get up early tomorrow and accompany me to visit a retired old leader."

Deng Can said bluntly as always.

"Okay, do you need me to prepare any gifts?"

Wu Bei did not refuse and asked politely.

Deng Can laughed: "I'm going to prepare the gift, just make yourself more energetic!"

After finishing the call, Wu Bei called Jia Xiao to send the meal back to Uncle Ren.

The old man may feel a little uncomfortable. No matter how Wu Bei advised him, he refused to come out to eat hot pot with the young man.

Since he was discharged from the hospital, Uncle Ren seems to have something to worry about and often stares alone.

If Uncle Ren said at the beginning that he was an ordinary community security guard, Wu Beixin, but after so much experience, Wu Bei could not guess any story about him, then he would be really a fool.

The old man Wu Shihao once said: Everyone has their own secrets, and the greatest respect for friends is that he doesn’t tell them, don’t ask.

The other end is in the small courtyard of Hu Xiao Company.

Uncle Ren shook gently on the rattan lounge chair, holding half a bottle of "Erguotou" in his hand, staring at the bright full moon in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Tait..."

A sudden sound of footsteps came from outside the door. Then two outlines, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared, which was the pair of weirdos who had almost injured Wu Bei.

"I didn't hide!"

"I'm pretty brave!"

The two walked straight to Uncle Ren and spoke at the same time as if they were in a row.

"Hide? You are not worthy!"

Uncle Ren raised his neck and drank a big sip of wine, but still swayed the lounge chair lazily.

"Where is that money?"

The tall man frowned and spoke.

"It's spent! Donated! Burned! What can't you do!"

Uncle Ren raised the corner of his mouth without laughing.

"Then you go with us!"

The short and strong man reached out and grabbed Uncle Ren's collar. Before his arms were fully extended, he suddenly stretched back like an electric shock.

A black pistol suddenly appeared in Uncle Ren's hand. Although the barrel was so old that it had fallen off, no one would doubt its lethality.

"Do you know what your boss and I have to start with? Two banks in three days, I fired a gun!"
Chapter completed!