Chapter 274

He picked eyebrows, surprised: "he really called you."

Jing chihan didn't make a sound. On his cold face, there was no expression. He crossed Fang Zhengqiu and entered the room.

Meng Chen, who had eaten half of the meal, saw him, waved and said, "eat together?"

"No more." The man's voice is cold, no ups and downs: "talk business."

"Sorry, I can't get down to business if I don't have enough to eat." Meng Chen took another bite of the vegetables, chewed them slowly, looked at the cold faced man carelessly, and then bowed his head to continue eating.

Fang Zhengqiu is curious. He still remembers the poor phone call from Jing chihan yesterday. Today, he planned to talk to Meng Chen again. Unexpectedly, he also came.

Meng Chen has the ability to stir people up when he is so unhappy.

At this time, the door rang again. Fang Zhengqiu went to open the door. It was his dinner.

When he came in, he looked at Jing chihan, who was already sitting on the sofa, and asked, "do you want it?"

The man squinted at him, and the look in his eyes explained everything.

Fang Zhengqiu pushes his glasses. It doesn't matter if he starts eating his own.

Jing chihan just waited for them to finish their meal and began to wipe their mouths. The cold voice spilled over again: "business."

Only two words are enough to prove his impatience at this time.

Meng Chen went to the bar and poured himself a glass of wine. He came over, sat down and said slowly, "OK, let's start talking. As we said before, I can give you my news and the specific action time of those people, but I can't make any profit..."

"I say talk, business, business!" The deep tone interrupted Meng Chen's words.

Fang Zhengqiu squinted, not sure if Jing chihan was looking for something on purpose: "this is the right thing to do." When Meng Chen came to Muhai City, they got together. Isn't that what they want to talk about?

Jing chihan didn't look at him. He just looked at Meng Chen. Junmei picked out: "pretend to be a fool?"

Meng Chen took a sip of the wine and put the sweet smell around his throat and into his intestines. His expression is smiling, pale face with a smile, for his haggard look, a bit angry.

He put down his glass, lit a cigarette and said slowly, "I understand your mood. However, we are all businessmen, but business can be divided into big business and small business. Now I want to talk about big business and your small business. We'll talk about it later."

The next second, Jing chihan suddenly got up and cast a shadow over the two sitting people.

Fang Zhengqiu's eyebrows tightened a lot. Take a look at this and then at that to make sure that what they said was something he didn't know.

Although he was curious, he didn't ask much. He just leaned back on the sofa, waiting for them to talk.

"Call me when you want to talk about that small business." Words fall, Jing chihan turns around, will leave.

People just went to the door, hand just twisted the doorknob, behind, Meng Chen's voice with a smile, floated over: "things in the computer, a key, will be sent to your mailbox."

The man side eye, looking at him.

Meng Chen's gloomy face, with a kind of happy smile, seems to be because he can finally suppress Jing chihan and make him feel happy: "sit down, talk about business, how also have to be a little patient, Jing is always a big man in business, this little truth, you don't understand."

Jing qiehan's vision is light and cool. He repeatedly inspects Meng Chen's face and looks around to make sure he doesn't look like bluffing himself.

Fang Zhengqiu saw no play, push glasses, it doesn't matter.

When the topic comes back to business, Meng Chen proposes that interests should be divided equally. Fang Zhengqiu never wants interests. Therefore, this topic has nothing to do with him. His eyes are on Jing chihan. Originally, Jing chihan wanted to monopolize the meat. Now, he wants to share half of it with Meng Chen. Would he like to?

If in the past, he probably would not like to, but obviously there is something he does not know about the contact between the two, then, it is not necessarily.

With another smile, Fang Zhengqiu took out a candy from his pocket and put it into his mouth.

The other two looked at him. He spread out his hand, took out two candies, and handed them to him

Meng Chen sneered: "do you eat sugar?"

"Quit smoking, mouth itch." He said carelessly.

Meng Chen was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed.

Before, Meng Jin also asked Fang Zhengqiu to quit smoking, but in the end, it obviously didn't work. Now, he is crazy.

But now, obviously, it's not the time to say that. He looks at Hao Jing chihan and waits for his reply: "how about Mr. Jing, do you need to think about it for such a long time?"

"Give me the video." The man suddenly came up with such a sentence.

Meng Chen knew that most of them were successful. He turned on the computer and operated it at will. Then he listened to Jing chihan's phone ring. He took it out to see it. He confirmed that it was the video. After clicking on it, he said, "73, I'm seven, you're three."

Fang Zhengqiu's eyes widened, a little surprised.

He let go, 73, even three, is not a small number, he even said it is this price, really willing?

You know, Meng Chen just gave a piece of news, specifically how to do it, or to do it by Jing chihan himself, but he was willing to give him a three for nothing. Is this man really Jing chihan?

Meng Chen over there is still evaluating. To be honest, third, he thought he would fight for it, maybe second at most. Unexpectedly, Jing chihan was so generous.

He fingered the key of the keyboard, his eyes flashed: "another deal, I'll help you deal with this matter, give me four."

Naturally, what he said is about video. Of course, he always works in a one-stop way. The people who do video, the behind the scenes, and even more, as long as they are involved in this matter, he can deal with it.

Meng Chen knew that even if all these were added up, he would definitely make a 10% profit.

"No The man straightened his sleeve, got up and put his hands in his trouser pocket: "specifically, give me the mailbox, prepare the contract, and sign the contract in two days."

With that, he turned to go.

Meng Chen took another sip of the wine and said, "it seems that she is really important to you, but I'm curious. Why? In my opinion, she is ordinary. "

The man did not make a sound, side Mou, looked at Meng Chen one eye, the vision is not salty: "to me, she is not ordinary."

Leaving the last sentence behind, he opened the door and left.

Fang Zhengqiu's tongue is wrapped around the sweetness of candy. He glances at Meng Chen who seems to be thinking about something. He picks an eyebrow: "it seems that you have a good relationship. 30% is enough for you to make up for the loss he knows has caused to your Meng family."

Meng Chen snorted, "I can't make it up."

"Greedy." Fang Zhengqiu hissed.