There are currently 9 injured people remaining.
Perhaps more numbers will be added later.
Xing Baohua simply didn't want to pay attention anymore. The matter had become quite a big deal, and next time he couldn't just look for people all at once; he had to look for them one group at a time.
A misunderstanding escalated into a brawl; who could have imagined?
He didn't know how to handle the aftermath.
Perhaps Uncle Fu, whose name starts with Hong, will call me tomorrow.
This time we'll have to spend more money as a resettlement allowance for them.
This incident reveals that things have gone wrong in Da Meizi Kingdom.
Xing Baohua didn't sleep well that night either, and the first thing she did when she woke up the next day was to read the news.
Apart from a few channels focusing on last night's events, other channels remained silent.
Xing Baohua immediately suspected that someone was suppressing the practice to prevent the public from paying too much attention to the matter.
Actually, Xing Baohua misunderstood. Large-scale conflicts like this are rare, but that doesn't mean they don't happen.
Small-scale incidents involving a few people happen almost every day, and even when they are reported by the media, they are not the kind of follow-up reports.
It was treated like a regular press release.
Once the report was published, there were no further follow-up reports.
Xing Baohua arrived at the company and had just sat down in his office chair when the receptionist called, saying it was Mr. W. Gates calling and asking if he wanted to answer.
When the call was transferred, Xing Baohua greeted Gates with a smile, after all, the two hadn't seen each other for a long time and were business partners.
"Xing, I'm in New York City with some friends. Want to get together for a drink?" Gates said on the phone.
"OK." Xing Baohua didn't mind, after all, Gates had called to invite him, so he had to give him face.
I know his friends; as the saying goes, most of the friends of a tycoon are also tycoons.
Getting to know each other might be beneficial for the future.
The time was set for around 3 p.m., which is usually afternoon tea time.
Perhaps they call it "coffee time" here.
Xing Baohua arrived at a manor villa in Manhattan's wealthy district, as Gates had mentioned.
His car drove directly into the estate, where Gates was greeted by a man with a round face who looked very familiar.
Good heavens, the owner of the manor is Big Face Pu.
After exchanging a few polite greetings, we arrived at the hall, where there were seven or eight people, all around forty or fifty years old. Xing Baohua was the youngest among them.
Aside from Big Face Pu and Gates, Xing Baohua didn't know anyone else.
After the introduction, some people recognized the name, while others genuinely didn't know it or had never even heard of it.
Those who can come here are all very wealthy.
Drinking coffee, smoking cigars, and discussing business.
Xing Baohua glanced at Da Lianpu out of the corner of his eye every now and then. With such a commotion last night, Xing Baohua couldn't believe that this guy didn't know, especially since the main character was his best friend.
Moreover, Xing Baohua was also very curious about what this person was really up to by inviting him over through Gates.
Of course, they disguised themselves very well, so no one could tell anything from their appearance.
Xing Baohua chatted with Gates, mainly discussing business related to the system.
This guy even said he hoped Windows would grant them authorization to optimize the system so that the rice computers would come pre-installed with an optimized system.
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