A fragrant little barbecue and two boxes of frozen Qingdao beer opened Wu Bei's nth meal tonight.

To be honest, he really couldn't eat it in one bite now, but he had evil thoughts in his heart, so he had to bite the bullet and keep finding excuses to drink Zhao Nianxia.

Zhao Nianxia also refused everyone. As long as Wu Bei raised his glass, he would immediately cooperate with him to take a few sips.

After half a box of beer was eaten, Wu Bei was about to vomit, but Miss Nianxia had nothing to do. Instead, she turned on her phone and found an old zombie movie to pull Wu Bei to watch.

"Looking at such a disgusting picture, can you eat?"

Wu Bei asked a question with a speechless finger on the screen.

"It's not disgusting. Don't you think those zombies are cute jumping around. Come and drink one, just give us a long time no see."

Zhao Nianxia took the initiative to hold the wine glass.

"I remember your alcohol tolerance is not very ordinary, why did you look like a wine fairy tonight?"

Wu Bei smiled dryly and curled his lips.

"I think about the mood. The better the mood, the higher the alcohol tolerance."

Zhao Nianxia drank the wine in the glass in one go, and then filled it with her own heart. At the same time, she urged dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up, you are raising dolphins!"

Wu Bei responded helplessly.

The two of them went from drinking and chatting to almost four o'clock in the morning.

In the end, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. Wu Bei didn't even know when he fell asleep. Anyway, he opened his eyes the next day and the leftovers on the table were cleaned up and a thick quilt was covered with his body.

Zhao Nianxia was sitting behind the computer at the desk in a pretty good manner, typing on the keyboard, browsing the revenue and expenditure of Hu Xiao Company in recent months, and Eleven explained next to her with admiration.

"Oh, my head hurts so hard, my temples are about to jump out."

Wu Bei slapped his forehead and seemed to mutter to himself, but in fact he was talking to Zhao Nianxia next to him.

"When you wake up, hurry up and go to Wang Shun's place. He said there is any important person to see you."

Zhao Nian Natsume responded without squinting.

"I seem to catch a cold, my nose is not ventilated, and everything I see is a ghost."

Wu Bei continued to show off his pity.

"Medical saying, when the body is not satisfied, the brain nerves often give people the illusion of getting sick. In fact, it is because they are too energetic. It is recommended that you exercise more if you have nothing to do."

Zhao Nianxia glanced at Wu Bei with a funny look, pointed to the hanger in the corner of the wall and said, "Do you want to fit? If you get fat or lose weight, look for the reasons from yourself."

Following the direction of her finger, Wu Bei saw a brand new coat hanging on the hanger, a pure black hooded down jacket. Although the style is very large, the bear logo on the chest looks a bit clever.

"I'm wearing this thing?"

Wu Bei grabbed it and gestured twice, muttering in a low voice: "Isn't it a bit too childish?"

"It's not childish, Sister Xia Xia's clothes are as beautiful as you."

Eleven picked up the coat hanging from Zhao Nianxia's chair and explained.

"I don't like to wear clothes and pull it down, hum."

Zhao Nianxia pouted her mouth, then put on the down jacket that was exactly the same as that in Wu Bei's hand, and walked out with Eleven's arm: "Let's go shopping, and the fool who doesn't understand the charm."

"Hehe, couple outfits!"

When the two women left, Wu Bei instantly smiled.

He didn't care whether he was childish or not, so he quickly put on his coat and walked towards Wang Shun's office like a show of expression.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Yan, you are right. It is indeed our problem. Such things will never happen in the future."

Just as he was about to push the door and enter the house, Wu Bei heard Wang Shun's extremely respectful response.

"The current problem of Hu Xiao Company is very simple. You just don't have a decent business scope. You have indeed gained a foothold in the loading and unloading sector, but the profits in this industry are too thin. With so many of you, are you just pointing to a little bit of uselessness to make a fortune?"

Yan Ming's voice rang out immediately.

"Uncle Yan, Brother Wu and I are worried about this now. We have no idea where to go next. Let's do real estate. We don't have that much capital, and we really don't know much about it. We do financial loans, and the current environment is not very good. Why don't you always give us some advice?"

Luohu said with a smile.

"The hotel industry and catering industry make money simply around the four words: food, clothing, housing and transportation. Although it is more traditional, it will never be eliminated by the market. Don't always focus on Chongcheng City. Suburbs or surrounding areas can also be considered. The No. 1 leader has been advocating the revitalization of the countryside. You have to learn to focus on policies."

Yan Ming continued.

Hearing this, Wu Beishen took a few breaths, changed into a smiley face, and walked in: "Godfather, when did you come? Shunzi didn't know how to wake me up."

Yan Ming sat steadily on the swivel chair that originally belonged to Wang Shun, while the two brothers stood beside him, looking like a pilgrimage.

"You have been too tired recently, so it's normal to sleep for a while. I happened to pass by the neighborhood and wanted to come over to chat with you."

Yan Ming was playing with a bracelet of unknown material in his hand, and looked at Wu Bei with a smile: "How is it, are you relieved now? Get rid of this big nail in Wang Ye, and you will no longer be afraid of your hands when you develop it."

"Godfather, have you heard of Santun Township in Datong, also called Tiantang Town. Zhouguaizi's minerals are there. The prosperity of that town is not inferior to many county towns. The consumption capacity every night can probably catch up with our city."

Wu Bei rubbed his hands and spoke...
Chapter completed!