Seeing this, Ma Hua didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down at the table.
Soon a table of delicious food was placed in front of Ma Hua and Lou Dong.
Seeing that Ma Hua remained silent, Lou Dong was not angry. He simply smiled at Ma Hua and said, "It is said that baijiu is too spicy to drink. So this time I have prepared huangjiu, a 20-year-old Shaoxing wine. Comrade Ma Hua, would you like some?"
"Sorry, I don't like drinking," Ma Hua frowned. What did Chairman Lou mean by this today? Was he planning to set a trap for him? What about the "big yellow croaker" he had promised?
“Okay, then let’s not drink alcohol today, let’s use water instead. Don’t worry, the private room is very secure, no one will eavesdrop,” Chairman Lou said directly, seemingly seeing through Ma Hua’s thoughts.
"Alright, Chairman Lou, since you've invited me here, it means you've already agreed to let Lou Xiao'e relay your message. We're not close, there's no need for this kind of thing, don't you think?"
Ma Hua felt helpless. He spoke directly, "I hated all this nonsense in my past life. I'm a 996 workaholic, and after work I have to go to a party and fawn over my boss. Screw you."
"Hmm, Comrade Ma Hua, you're really outspoken. Since you and Xiao'e are in the same courtyard, I'll just call you Ma Hua then," Lou Dong said, though he was shocked—this guy was a hothead—but he didn't show it on his face.
"Fine, if that's how you put it, then I'll leave?" Ma Hua glanced at Chairman Lou with a mocking look. Good grief, trying to play the emotional card with me?
Ma Hua ignored Lou Dong's increasingly unpleasant expression: "As I just said, since Lou Dong was willing to come out to see me, you must already believe what I said to some extent."
Why don't we just get straight to the point? You're a businessman, so let's talk business. Where's what I want?
When Lou Dong heard Ma Hua say that, his face gradually darkened. For so many years, no one had dared to speak to him like that. The world has really changed.
"I brought the stuff," Chairman Lou said, taking two large yellow croakers from his bag and placing them on the table. He then looked at Ma Hua with a mocking expression.
He wanted to see how MCA would explain to him that his money wasn't so easy to take.
"Chairman Lou, are you kidding me?" Ma Hua chuckled.
“I was referring to the Tan family recipes; these two fish are just my appearance fee.” Ma Hua ignored Lou Dong’s gloomy expression.
"I can give you the things, but you know the consequences of lying to me." Lou Dong laughed in anger when he heard Ma Hua say that. It was just a mere Tan family recipe, not his family heirloom.
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