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    "Bang bang bang"

    Just after dawn, before Geng Zhuo got up, there was a heavy knock on the door of the room.  {We don't write novels, we're just text porters for the web.  - Geng Zhuo turned over and sat up on the bed, tapping his dizzy head.  Hearing the knock on the door, he couldn't help shaking his head.  No need to think about it, it must be that bastard Feng Zheng.

    "Bang bang bang"

    "Here we come!" Geng Zhuo got out of bed helplessly, and went to open the door listlessly.  Sure enough, it was Feng Zheng standing outside the door, the hand that knocked was still raised.

    Geng Zhuo said angrily: "Look at what time it is, and came here to knock on someone's door so early, are you full?" After speaking, he turned and walked into the bathroom to wash up.

    Feng Zheng leaned against the door of the bathroom, shrugged his shoulders and said, "This early in the morning, do you think I would come here? I want to sleep a little longer." After speaking, he walked into the room and lay on his back on the sofa  , "It's my uncle who is full. He called me before dawn and asked me to come and inform you. Call him right away."

    Geng Zhuo snorted and said, "Can you find a better reason for lying?"

    Feng Zheng said: "Look at your phone. When I called you, it was always turned off."

    Geng Zhuo was taken aback, wiped his face with a towel, walked to the bedside, picked up the phone that was still charging, looked at the unplugged charger, and smiled wryly: "The charger is not plugged in, it's turned off when it's not fully charged.  .¡±

    Feng Zheng rolled his eyes: "I didn't sleep well because of your shit, tell me how you can compensate me."

    "Compensation!" Geng Zhuo scolded, "If it weren't for last night, you and Lao Yao made me drink, how could my phone charger not be plugged in tightly, and I couldn't charge it? What is this, there is a cause and an effect  , indicating that this is God¡¯s will, or more generally speaking, it means you deserve it.¡±

    Feng Zheng said weakly: "Okay, I deserve it, but why don't you call my uncle now? He must be in such a hurry to find you that he has something important to do."

    "Crack!" Geng Zhuo slapped his head, plugged in the charger again, and it took two or three minutes for the phone to turn on.  Then he piled the quilt on the head of the bed, leaned back on the quilt, and dialed Yang Luo's phone number.

    "Boss, why is it so urgent?"

    Yang Luo's voice came from the receiver: "An event that none of us expected." Then he said something about the Yitiaoxiang noodle restaurant, "I just sent them to the car, and when they arrive, they will call you  , you are in charge of reception.

    A smile appeared on Geng Zhuo's face: "What's next?"

    Yang Luo said: "Look for a lawyer first, and deal with the lawsuit at Hebi. Then find a place to reopen the noodle restaurant, which is called Yitiaoxiang. Vigorously publicize the history of Yitiaoxiang and Lao Wu's identity.  Get out. Finally, I will file a countersuit against Baihe Catering for its infringement, and I will first make Baihe Catering mess up."

    Geng Zhuo thought for a while and said: "This is disgusting and disgusting the other party. It won't do us much good?"

    Yang Luo said: "What if we announce the divestment in Dongguan?"

    Geng Zhuo was stunned, and Yang Luo continued: "I just want to force out the hidden Huo Wei, and take this opportunity to muddy the water in Dongguan, so I can fish in troubled waters." After speaking, he laughed, "If you want to sleep, someone will give you a pillow.  Am I the fucking illegitimate child of God?"

    Geng Zhuo pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "If you were the illegitimate child of God, the old man would have been mad at you long ago."

    Yang Luo said with a smile: "That's how it is. You follow the plan. If there is anything difficult to decide, you can call me."

    Geng Zhuo put down the phone, Feng Zheng's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were bright: "Old Geng, why is my uncle looking for you? Is there something wrong?"

    Originally, Geng Zhuo didn't want to talk to Feng Zheng, but think about it, Feng Zheng still ran errands.  After all, on the ground in the capital city, with Feng Zheng as a tycoon, it must be better than him to do things, and it will get twice the result with half the effort.

    "Well, there is something, and it's a big deal."

    Feng Zheng regained his spirits immediately: "What's the matter, tell me!"

    The corner of Geng Zhuo's mouth twitched, and he said, "I have to tell you if you don't ask. After all, I'm not familiar with the place of life in the imperial capital. Some things really need to be done by you."

    When the little flatterer slapped his ass, Feng Zheng felt comfortable all over, and slapped his chest loudly, "Tell me, what's the matter."

    Geng Zhuo suppressed a smile, and explained the matter: "I'll look for a lawyer, and I'll leave the rest to you."

    "No problem!" Feng Zheng stood up on the sofa, pacing back and forth, "I'll first find a place where I can open a store, and then I'll contact a few buddies to start the advertisement. It's best to place an advertisement on CCTV. But  Shooting commercials requires a professional team??You have to find reliable people.  "

    This kid is really excited, and feels that the past twenty years have been wasted.  Drinking all day long, chasing girls, racing cars, I always thought it was very exciting, but after following Yang Luo for a while, I realized that this is fucking life.

    ? Yang Luo's layout, strategizing, and using a pan to describe the world.  He holds the chess board vertically, swings the sword in all directions, and the heroes are destroyed.  This feeling of controlling life and death without seeing a drop of blood is so fucking cool.  On top of that, it can fucking make money.  Like Ken Baipisong this time, although Yang Luo was very dishonest and didn't give him the money, that idiot Baipisong gave him millions.  Think again about the days you lived before?  It's so childish.

    Geng Zhuo watched Feng Zheng wandering back and forth there, murmured like he was in a daze, and couldn't help laughing out loud, startled Feng Zheng, and said angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

    Geng Zhuo held back his laughter, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

    "Crazy!" Feng Zheng cursed and rubbed his stomach again, "It's past six o'clock, I'm going to have breakfast, will you go?"

    "Go!" Geng Zhuo jumped off the bed, "How are you preparing for the press conference?"

    Feng Zheng said: "Don't worry, everything is ready, it's in the meeting room on the second floor of the hotel. Lao Yao provided it for free. When did this old guy become so generous? It really surprised me."

    Geng Zhuo said with a smile: "I've made so much money with Young Master Yang, if I need money to use a conference room, his life will be in vain at such an old age."

    The two went downstairs, and just stepped out of the elevator and met Yao Yuchen head-on: "Go to have breakfast?"

    Feng Zheng nodded: "I wanted to go out to eat, but now I meet you, let's eat at the hotel."

    Yao Yuchen's face darkened: "Go away and pay for breakfast."

    Feng Zheng grabbed Yao Yuchen's shoulder and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I still have important things to do after dinner."

    "You have a big fart!" Yao Yuchen curled his lips, "Okay, stop it."

    It was less than seven o'clock after the three of them had breakfast, Geng Zhuo asked, "What time is the press conference?"

    Yao Yuchen said: "It will be arranged at eleven o'clock, and I will arrange lunch after the work is done." As the general manager of Beijing Fandian, he has not been dealing with the media for a day or two, and the inside is clear.

    Geng Zhuo nodded, looked up and saw several assistants coming down to eat, and waved to them. Several assistants came over with plates full of food and sat aside.

    Geng Zhuo said: "I will make some red envelopes later, and after the press conference, I will send them to the reporters."

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