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277 Leave it to me

It was not until the sky was dark that Wu Bei had numb legs and feet.

After nearly two hours of exchange, Wu Bei was squatting throughout the whole process. In order to show sincerity, he also wanted to narrow the distance between him and Li Jun in this way.

From a psychological point of view, people can easily resonate with similar people.

And the beginning of all good feelings comes from resonance.

After getting into the car and drinking two bottles of mineral water in a row, Wu Bei's dry mouth was relieved slightly, and he immediately dialed Qiuqiu's number.

"How is Xiao Wu? How are you talking about it?"

The other party seemed to have been waiting for his call, and he picked it up almost instantly.

"Sister, how much does your advertising cost per year?"

Wu Bei asked in a low voice.

"Not necessarily, but there are always more than 100,000 or 200,000, what's wrong?"

Qiuqiu answered in a little confusing way.

"Is the couple who are making trouble worth spending your year of advertising?"

Wu Bei continued to ask another question.

Qiuqiu fell silent this time, and after a long time, he spoke: "If you spend some money, you can solve the problem forever, I will admit that I am unlucky!"

"You don't have to spend money. You can find a way to send them to London. Their son will stay in the place where he worked and lived for a few days before his death. I will arrange the rest!"

Wu Bei changed his tone and said with a smile.

Whether it is a rich or a poor person, she is not willing to spend money in vain. For Qiuqiu, the purpose of her visit to Wu Bei is to solve the problem. If she needs to pay an additional fee, she will definitely feel uncomfortable, it doesn’t matter how much money it costs.

Similarly, when she hears that she doesn't have to spend money, she will instinctively develop praise and trust.

Although it is just a small psychological ups and downs, it can play a very critical role.

"No problem, I'll find a friend to find a way now!"

Qiuqiu agreed without hesitation.

After thinking for a few seconds, Wu Bei dialed Xu Gaopeng's number again.

More than forty minutes later, Xu Gaopeng drove to the car and hurried to: "What's the matter? Brother, Deng Can is in a meeting. I just said I asked for leave, and he almost cursed!"

"Can you pretend to be a son? The kind that is meticulous!"

Wu Bei handed over a cigarette and told his brother everything about Li Jun.

Xu Gaopeng narrowed his head for a few seconds, stepped on the cigarette butt and grinned, "Don't talk about my son, I've played all my grandson, and I've played it vividly. Leave it to me."

"Brother, I may feel aggrieved, but I really can't get rid of it now."

Wu Bei spoke sincerely.

"It's far away, Brother Wu, when I was desperate, you and Shunzi took in without hesitation. You didn't ask me anything, but it doesn't mean you can't see anything. You gave me dignity and fame and fortune. Hu Xiao is my home. What should I do for my own home?

Xu Gaopeng shook his head and interrupted.

Staring at his brother's handsome face, Wu Bei hugged him directly.

The size of the team is not only the leading strategist, but also depends on whether others are willing to charge forward and fight!

"All up, my brother, it's not a big deal. Besides, I can travel abroad with public funds. As long as the other party is not a stern heart, I can make them so happy. Not to mention accepting me as my godson, even if it's a biological son, it's not a problem!"

Xu Gaopeng patted Wu Bei's back confidently.

After a while, Wu Bei brought Xu Gaopeng to Li Jun's gate.

"This one is right?"
Chapter completed!
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