In the hotel where everyone was staying, Ma Bufang sat on the sofa with her legs crossed her legs, staring at the pattern of the "hair" carpet on the ground in a daze. Since she woke up in the morning, Ma Bufang's right eye has been leaping, as if something bad is about to happen.

The brown and red door faced Ma Bufang. The knocking sound outside the door had been sounding for a while, but Ma Bufang seemed to have not heard it. The other party finally became impatient and pushed open the door. Ma Bufang then raised his head and saw Zhang Haiming standing outside the door.

The two-day rest time seemed to have no effect for Zhang Haiming. He only saw his face pale and rubbed his stomach with pain. He always felt like he was head-heavy, as if he would shake out the food in his stomach every step. He sat opposite Ma Bufang with gasps and said weakly: "The hotel matters have been arranged. Huiteng Hotel is just a street away from here. After going to meet them in the afternoon, after agreeing on the contract, they will naturally send someone to the base to transport oil samples in person."

Ma Bufang pursed his lips and said nothing. The plan to personally carry oil was decided by Ma Bufang himself. After all, if he escorted the samples, a giant like a heavy armored chariot would inevitably attract the attention of others. At that time, he might expose his identity and attract Sheng Shicai to attack. However, Ma Bufang certainly would not admit that his behavior like a rat crossing the street was to fear Sheng Shicai. He called it fuel saving, and his stinginess index was evident.

Zhang Haiming has arranged everything and followed Ma Bufang's plan. Logically speaking, there is nothing to worry about, but Ma Bufang always feels that something has happened. Even when sitting in a quiet and comfortable hotel room, Ma Bufang still feels that the ubiquitous danger is approaching him. He can already smell the air, and the danger is ready to move. Blood Tempering Mountains and Rivers 327

Looking at Ma Bufang's expression, Zhang Haiming felt very dissatisfied. He was so bumpy on the horse's back that he had only half his life left to run around for Ma Bufang. What else could he be dissatisfied with?

But at this moment, Ma Bufang suddenly slapped his thigh, and many thoughts emerged in his mind like lightning flashes. He stood up, quickly pulled up the curtains, paced back and forth with great anxiety for a few times, and then suddenly stopped, came to Zhang Haiming mysteriously, lowered his voice and said, "You can't meet at Huiteng Hotel."

Ma Bufang suddenly said such words, which made Zhang Haiming confused. Even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out what reason Ma Bufang had to do this. Zhang Haiming was surprised and even looked at Ma Bufang with some anger and said, "Why?"

"Think about it," Ma Bufang excitedly licked his lips and said, "There must be many celebrities in such a high-end hotel in Huiteng Hotel. Sheng Shicai's identity is extraordinary. Maybe he will meet him there at that time, right? Of course, this division commander is not afraid of trouble, but this trip is only with a few guards. I am afraid they will not be able to protect Mr. Zhang's safety. What's more, this place is decided by the other party. We still don't know their identity until now. What if they have a bad intention? Isn't this the other party's trap?"

Although Ma Bufang kept saying that his bravery and fearlessness had already made his timid and cowardly show the world. Even Zhang Haiming, a literati, couldn't help but laugh at Ma Bufang's timidity and shook his head helplessly: "Master Ma is probably worried too much. This matter is far less complicated. The other party is a local business in Urumqi. After purchasing oil, he resells it to factories and individuals. I have also been to their offices. They are all ordinary businessmen and don't have so many strange ideas."

In Zhang Haiming's opinion, the person with a really strange idea should be Ma Bufang. If the word "dirty" was delusional at that time, it would be very suitable for Ma Bufang, but Ma Bufang didn't think so. He swears very seriously: "The office must be true? What if the other party makes a mistake? What if the other party colludes with Shengshi?"

Hearing this, Zhang Haiming was so amused and said helplessly: "Since Commander Ma is so worried, it's better for Zhang to go and trade alone."

"No!" Ma Bufang waved his hand and denied Zhang Haiming's thoughts. After hesitating for a long time, Ma Bufang lowered his head and muttered to himself for a long time, suddenly raised his head and said, "I understand!"

After saying that, Ma Bufang pulled Zhang Haiming past and whispered for a long time. Zhang Haiming's expression turned from sunny to cloudy and from cloudy to sunny like summer weather, as if mixed flavors were mixed. Zhang Haiming, who had been studying for many years, suddenly realized that even the massive vocabulary in the entire dictionary could not be used to describe Ma Bufang's "intelligence".

According to Ma Bufang's last plan, Zhang Haiming agreed that the other party would modify the meeting location again, from Huiteng Hotel to a very inconspicuous teahouse in Urumqi. Zhang Haiming arrived as promised and lifted up the door curtain full of oil stains. The smell of smoke, sweat, and body smell in the room came to his face with a hot and murderous aura, which made Zhang Haiming feel his stomach churning again, and gritted his teeth and walked quickly to the private room on the second floor to sit down.

Zhang Haiming looked around and didn't know how Ma Bufang found such a magical place, but it is certain that Sheng Shicai would never come to such a place. From a certain perspective, it did meet the requirements of safety "sex" but I don't know where Ma Bufang is now. According to the agreement between the two, Ma Bufang claimed that he would definitely appear at that time, but it seemed that he would be in a very strange and safe way?

In the private room of the teahouse, the guy who brought the tea was standing beside him and waited, and the things on his mouth were covered with oil stains. Zhang Haiming glanced at him with contempt and regarded it as air. The pointer on the watch had exceeded the agreed time. Zhang Haiming impatiently tapped the table with his fingers, gritting his teeth and muttered in a low voice: "How can you join the army with such a little courage? If you had known this, you wouldn't have let him come at all. He was obviously a rude man and he wouldn't admit it. Without him, he wouldn't have signed a contract?"

While Zhang Haiming was chatting, the representative of the other party's business was already led to the door by a friend. This time, a young young man came here, who was only twenty years old, and he seemed to have just taken over the family industry. The other party reported to his home and called himself Manager Zhang. Zhang Haiming laughed and said, "It turns out that he is his family. You have to be welcome, please sit down!"

Manager Zhang shook hands with Zhang Haiming and sat opposite him curiously: "Mr. Zhang, did Commander Ma come here in person? I heard from my father that Commander Ma was wise and powerful. It was thanks to Commander Ma in Qinghai that there was peace in peace. I had long admired Shengming and thought I was fortunate to meet today."

Zhang Haiming curled his lips and smiled sarcastically: "Master Ma is not in good health, so I may not see him today. But it's good, so as not to disappoint Manager Zhang."

The young Manager Zhang raised his eyebrows in surprise, but before he could ask questions, he saw the guy next to him suddenly take off his hat and face towel, throw the teapot aside casually, and look at Zhang Haiming with his arms and said, "Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid you will disappoint you today."
Chapter completed!