Wu An patted him on the shoulder: "I'm sorry, this really put you through a lot of trouble."
"Still counting?"
"We'll wait for you a while."
"Count my ass." Aqing was annoyed. She couldn't count it and was too lazy to count it. She handed Wu An a piece of paper with the card number written on it and the money: "Brother, just deposit it for me."
“My mom said that if I can’t count the money, I shouldn’t take it.”
"If you can save it, then save it directly."
Wu An nodded.
It's definitely not safe to carry so much money around; the security situation now is not as good as it will be in the future.
Wu An looked at Old Fu.
Old Fu shook his head: "I won't save it. I don't have my card with me and I can't remember the card number."
Aqing was quite embarrassed and said, "That's right, it's our fault for not reminding you."
After they came to town and received their share of the money, they would usually save it.
Old Fu smiled and said, "I heard that even if you remind him, he might not necessarily do it."
He would never have believed me if I had told him before that he could make that much money.
Even with the money in his hand, he felt like he was dreaming, and the dream was incredibly beautiful.
If Wu An and A Qing hadn't been there, he would have definitely slapped himself a few times to see if it hurt.
Wu An called out, "Let's go eat."
The three of them walked towards the restaurant.
Old Fu wiped the money from the lining of his clothes, and walked with much more energy.
Money gives people courage.
It's a woman's lubricant.
It's also a refueling station for men!
Holding so much money, Old Fu felt like he had become much younger.
God.
How can someone this old still make a fortune?
He had already resigned himself to this life, but now he suddenly felt that his future might be a little different.
Falling into the sea turned out to be a good thing.
Otherwise, how could he have followed Wu An?
As expected.
Crisis, crisis.
Danger does indeed come with opportunity.
Is my understanding correct?
The three of them arrived at the private room.
Dishes were served one after another.
We steamed one grouper and two white pomfret, one braised and one grilled. We couldn't finish them all.
The three of them began to eat heartily in silence.
They were all starving.
After eating until they were about half full, the three of them tacitly raised their glasses and began to drink.
"Come on, let's have a clink."
"May the boss get rich."
"Wishing everyone good fortune every day, and that we all get rich together."
"Done."
"hiss……"
Wu An picked up a piece of food. Moutai tastes good, after all, it's a type of baijiu (Chinese liquor).
He couldn't stand it if he didn't eat something to calm himself down after drinking a glass of wine.
"Ah An, I'll toast you."
"Don't mention it."
"Yes, I will."
"Then let's drink it all."
"Hehe, whatever the boss says."
When they clinked glasses, the rim of Lao Fu's glass was touching the bottom of Wu An's glass.
Who said he doesn't understand social etiquette?
It's not that I can't.
It's not about whether you're willing to do it.
Before, I was depressed and unhappy at the Chen family's house, so I didn't care about social etiquette.
"Aqing, I'd like to toast you too."
"Old Fu, let's drink together, let's drink together. You can't drink the wine you're toasting."
After drinking, Old Fu became unusually excited.
I don't know if it's because he drinks like this, or because he's just really happy today.
Who wouldn't be excited to earn in a day what others earn in a month or even more?
Wu An and A Qing were quickly overwhelmed.
Old Fu really can drink a lot.
But that's good too; if he doesn't get drunk, then there's no need to worry about him acting crazy when he's drunk.
As you drink, you drink more.
Wu An and A Qing were both a little tipsy, and Old Fu's face was also flushed, but his eyes were very bright.
This old guy gets more energetic the more he drinks.
When President Qin came over to offer a toast, he saw the situation and was immediately annoyed: "I was only a little late, how did I get so drunk?"
Old Fu was a little embarrassed: "I was so excited that I made them drink a few glasses."
Wu An, slurring his words, said, "President Qin, you're here."
"I'm fine, I'm not drunk."
"Let's have a run."
President Qin was speechless when he saw Wu An, who was raising his glass to him and complaining that he had been avoiding him.
You're not drunk...
Was I drunk even though I hadn't drunk any alcohol yet?
He sighed, "Drink less."
"I wanted to talk to you about something more serious."
"Next time."
Wu An asked curiously, "What is it?"
"Regarding investing in the guesthouse..." President Qin waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it another day."
Wu An laughed and said, "I can make a decision on this matter right now. I agree to your investment. Give me 1 million and I will give you 10% of the shares."
President Qin rolled his eyes: "How could you not be thrilled?"
They have nothing to offer, just empty words, yet they want 1 million from him?
How long will it take him to break even?
We can't do a business at a loss.
Even with Gao Qiangqi as his guarantor, he still has to think it over.
However, he felt that the bed and breakfast business had great potential.
It's an investment.
It's not just about investing in a business, but also in people.
So after Gao Qiangqi told him about Wu An's lack of money while running a bed and breakfast, he kept it in mind and thought about it over and over for several days.
Just then, Wu An came over for a drink, and he wanted to have a chat with him.
As a result, this guy drank too much.
A dinner table is a good place to discuss business, but if you drink too much, the business discussion becomes meaningless.
It's pointless to talk about it.
President Qin said irritably, "A'an, if you can't drink, then don't drink. It'll only delay things."
Wu An shouted, "President Qin, what are you saying? I'm not drunk."
President Qin: "Yes, yes, you're not drunk, I am."
Seeing Wu An being blamed, Old Fu quickly explained, "President Qin, I'm sorry, it's my fault."
“Ah An didn’t believe I could drink, so he drank a few more cups with me.”
President Qin chuckled: "How much can you drink?"
Old Fu said, "Keep drinking."
"Hey." President Qin laughed, "This is the first time I've encountered someone talking to me like this since I opened this restaurant."
He sat down casually: "Since I have nothing else to do, I'll keep you company with a drink."
We ate and drank for almost two hours.
Wu An and A Qing are doing alright; they can walk without being unable to walk, and with each other's help, they can take a few more steps.
Since they had been drinking, they couldn't sail the boat, so the lobby manager helped them call two cars to take them home.
As for President Qin...
He was clinging to the table leg under the table, saying, "I'm not drunk... I can still drink..."
"Old Fu, you're a real talent."
"Would you like to consider joining me?"
"Every day you do nothing but come with me to drinking parties, drink them to death, drink them to death..."
Old Fu was overjoyed.
Before today, he was a despicable old man that everyone disliked. Many people in the village called him an alcoholic, a drunkard, and a drunkard...
On the ship, everyone thought he was a nuisance.
Now, everyone who meets him praises him as a talented person, and even drinking has become a skill.
interesting.
That's so interesting.
"This is the first time in my life that someone has taken me seriously."
"It's Ah An..."
"It was because of him that I, this old geezer, had my day of glory."
Old Fu got off the bus.
His house has no yard, nor does it need one. Besides the wine, there's nothing in the house that a thief could possibly want.
Surrounded by two- or three-story buildings, the old stone house in the middle was his home where he lived his whole life.
He walked towards the house with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune. Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly froze, tilting his head to look at the broken window to the side.
How did the window get broken?
He quickly opened the door, went inside, and turned on the light. The room was a mess, with liquor spilled all over the floor, a bottle of medicinal liquor smashed, and a brick among the glass shards.
Old Fu's face was extremely grim.
This is!
Someone's there!
They threw bricks from outside and smashed his windows!
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