Chapter 118 How could we lose?

Chapter 118 How could we lose?

After the meal, Liao Wenjie handed the information of the three maintenance workers to Zhou Xingxing and asked him to help check it.

In the past two months, have these three people behaved unusually, such as a drastic change in personality, or have they been exposed to any strange things recently?

The maintenance worker is suspected, as is the cleaning staff. This investigation is probably futile.

Liao Wenjie really had no choice, and there were too few clues, so he could only do his best. If it didn't work, he should be passive and let nature take its course and wait for the mastermind behind the scenes to show up.

This situation is very likely.

Throwing a black stone for no reason and placing it in the elevator to raise ghosts, the mastermind behind it must have another purpose. Maybe he will come back to reap the 'fruits of victory' in a few days.

Thinking of this, Liao Wenjie went to Zhong Fabai's grocery store the next day and asked him to move directly to Jiading Garden, building six, instead of living in the suburbs.

If something goes wrong if there is mental arithmetic or not, the two of them can deal with it in time if they work together.

Liao Wenjie told Zhong Fabai not to worry about the house. He would pay to rent one without Zhong Fabai having to pay a penny.

Competing with Zhou Xingxing about who should pay the bill is purely entertainment between friends. He is happy and so is Zhou Xingxing.

At this time, he will not be stingy with a portion of the rent money.

Zhong Fabai did not refuse, he immediately closed the grocery store and took a taxi back to Jiading Garden with Liao Wenjie.

Coincidentally, there was one house on the second floor of the six buildings that was not rented out. I contacted the rental company and had enough money to complete all the procedures on the same day.

After finishing these things, Liao Wenjie asked Zhong Fabai to live in the urban area from now on and not worry about the grocery store business. If he lived too far away, he would waste two or three hours every time looking for someone.

If only I could make a lot of money, forget it. It's not worth paying for those bottles of soda.

Zhong Fabai nodded in agreement. Firstly, Liao Wenjie was sincere and he was willing to cut off the grocery store's financial path; secondly, he could not sit idly by as demons raising ghosts caused endless troubles.

In the afternoon, Liao Wenjie took Zhong Fabai to the mall, first bought him a mobile phone, and then bought him an outfit.

The white mandarin jacket is too conspicuous and easily attracts attention, so it’s better to be plain.

After being short-tongued and merciless, Zhong Fabai felt ashamed and said that he would not let up on the elevator day and night.

With Zhong Fabai's words, Liao Wenjie felt relieved. Vaguely, his intuition told him that Blackstone's matter was not that simple.

Maybe, some other places on Hong Kong Island will also be thrown by the mastermind behind the scenes.

As get off work time approached, Liao Wenjie hurried back to the company and placed another bouquet of roses in front of Cheng Wenjing.

Just like yesterday, after greeting each other, he patted his butt and left without any hesitation.

Cheng Wenjing: "..."

She had no idea what Liao Wenjie was thinking. If she was afraid of being rejected while eating or watching a movie...

How will you know if you don’t try?

Although she definitely doesn't agree, she at least has to give it a try. Maybe she will agree in a moment of confusion!

…

On Liao Wenjie's side, besides planning to put Cheng Wenjing aside for a while, the main reason was that his schedule was too full and he couldn't spare any extra time.

For example, today, he invited Cao Dahua and Madam Wang to have dinner, and after the meal, he and Sandy would watch a movie.

After two days, when he was free, he asked Cheng Wenjing to go out and have fun.

At the dinner table, Liao Wenjie briefly talked about his plan to start a company. Madam Wang strongly agreed. Young people should try their luck more. It doesn't matter if they lose. Youth is capital and there will be opportunities in the future.

Cao Dahua was confused. What does the Ghost Catching Company mean?

Although he believed in Feng Shui and some gods and ghosts, he didn't think Liao Wenjie was suitable for this line of work.

"Ajie, you should think about it carefully. Your job is stable now and you earn a lot of money. There is no need to take such a big risk."

"The boss doesn't accept my resignation. The position is still there and I get paid even if I don't work."

"???"

Cao Dahua picked his ears, thinking he had not heard clearly. After confirming again, he was furious: "Ajie, how did I teach you, a man, a man who can stand up to the world, what is wrong with you, imitate others and eat soft rice!"

Liao Wenjie: (_)

That’s ridiculous!

"Ada, don't be angry. Let Ajie speak clearly. There must be a misunderstanding here." Madam Wang patted Cao Dahua on the shoulder and hurriedly gave Liao Wenjie a wink, asking him to explain quickly.

"Mei Lian, you don't know, I am just a nephew. I have had high hopes for him since I was a child. Seeing him eat soft rice, my heart..."

Cao Dahua clutched his chest and said in agony: "My heart hurts so much. If I don't teach him well, it means I have failed as a human being. You can't understand this feeling."

"Ajie, what are you doing in a daze? Please explain!"

"No, rather than me explaining it, Uncle Da should explain it."

Liao Wenjie rolled his eyes at Cao Dahua and said to King Madam: "What he just said was too chauvinistic and should not be done. What do you think, King Madam?"

"Fortunately, I like Ada, a man who is overbearing and unreasonable, responsible, charming, and has a true temperament."

Madam Wang leaned on his shoulder and glanced lovingly at Cao Dahua, tilting upward at a 45-degree angle. He felt that the double chin in front of him was thick and steady, and the stubble showed his masculine beauty. He turned his head and did not dare to look again.

Liao Wenjie: ()

I don’t know how to evaluate it. Is Madam King possessed by evil spirits, or is it that Cao Dahua is also a master of scum, a top-notch small-sized man.

Also, this bowl of dog food smells so strong that it almost smoked out his overnight meal.

"Uncle Da, you're overthinking it. I'm a thin-skinned person. I don't know how to imitate other people's stinky and shameless people to eat soft food! I'm stinky and shameless, don't you think so?"

"Ah this..."

Cao Dahua blinked, and then nodded with a serious face: "Indeed, it is quite shameless."

"The reason why my boss Judy Tang is willing to retain my position and salary is because she invested in my project and bought 10% of the shares." Liao Wenjie explained.

"Ajie, how much did you sell it for?"

Cao Dahua was immediately interested. He had little savings before, but recently he had more money. Moreover, King Madam’s credit card supplementary card is in his hand, so it is not a problem to spend 100,000 or 80,000.

One thing is for sure, he also wants to be the boss.

"Two million per share."

"puff----"

Cao Dahua, who was drinking water, started spraying directly. Liao Wenjie on the opposite side was already prepared. A plate was erected in front of Cao Dahua, not even a drop of water was exposed, and he blocked it all back.

"Cough cough cough..."

Cao Dahua coughed for a long time and cried out: "Ajie, I didn't hear what you just said clearly."

"Two million shares per share, Tang Zhudi bought ten shares, totaling 20 million." Liao Wenjie explained calmly, taking a sip of the juice slowly.

Small money is really not worth a billion.

"Ajie, do you have any other soft rice on your hands? Please introduce them to me..."

Sensing the tightening of the Nine Yin White Bone Claws on his arms, Cao Dahua immediately changed his words: "My friend Lao Wang, also known as your Uncle Wang, has been laid off recently and has been idle all day long."

"No way, Uncle Wang is a gold medal undercover agent, how could he be laid off?"

Liao Wenjie was very surprised. The last time he saw Lao Wang, it was the big arms case. Boss Huang arranged to pretend to be a vegetative state. He should be in good health.

"He was seriously injured that time, so he applied for early retirement. His hard work and merit are great, and his superiors agreed."

"I see."

Liao Wenjie nodded and his eyes lit up: "Okay, Uncle Da, help me ask. My company is short of an old man who can control the situation. If Uncle Wang is willing, I will support him with a high salary."

"real or fake?"

"Realer than real gold."

…

In the next two days, Liao Wenjie was busy with the new company. Cheng Wenjing helped with the certificates, and the efficiency was amazing. Maybe all the certificates had been approved before the decoration was completed.

The decoration is a little slow. He is taking managers from several decoration companies to look at the house.

When several competitors get together, especially when everyone is acquaintances, the atmosphere is extremely awkward.

Liao Wenjie is not embarrassed. Even though these people are now more modest than the other, their quotations must be lower than the others. They are so low that they are scolded by their peers for disrupting the market order.

"Dudu! Dududu——"

The Big Brother call rang, and Liao Wenjie raised his hand to answer the call. It was Judy Tang, breathing rapidly and looking very excited.

Liao Wenjie's face was filled with black lines, and so was Judy Tang, who was neither shy nor impatient in broad daylight. The key point was, why were you calling him at this time?

He is a very upright person and refuses group invitations unless there is a strong request.

"Ajie, someone came to you and said he was your friend. He was in the office."

Tang Zhudi spoke quickly: "Are you on the 18th floor? If so, come up quickly. Don't keep people waiting."

"Ah, I see."

Liao Wenjie was speechless and hung up the phone, everyone heard it. It wasn't that he was impure, it was Tang Zhudi who didn't speak and only panted, misleading him into thinking wrongly.

"Everyone, please wait a moment. I'm going to see a guest first."

Are there any competitors?

Several managers looked at each other. This time, the customer was a little more shameless, which made them want to take the order but couldn't lose face.

With that said, several people walked out of the corridor to see which company they were from.

"Dudu! Dududu——"

When the phone rang again, Liao Wenjie thought it was Tang Zhudi urging him to answer the call.

Still silent, but instead of Judy Tang, there was a man instead, who just howled blindly into the phone, crying so heartbreakingly that it almost made Liao Wenjie think he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Neuropathy!"

He hung up the phone directly and stood in front of the elevator to wait. As a result, the elevator that came up did not arrive, and the elevator that came down stopped at the eighteenth floor.

"Ajie, Ajie!"

Judy Tang rushed out of the elevator in one step and said a bunch of bird songs from an unknown country. Liao Wenjie ignored her and was slightly startled when he saw the three men walking out of the elevator.

Gao Jin, Long Wu, and a good-looking young man.

"Hello, Mr. Liao."

"Mr. Gao, Fifth Brother, if you don't go to the high seas to participate in the gambling game, what are you doing here?"

The friend that Judy Tang mentioned was Gao Jin, which was why she was so excited. She had only seen the God of Gamblers in newspapers and charity gala broadcasts before, but this was the first time she had seen him in person.

Knowing that Liao Wenjie was on the 18th floor, Gao Jin decisively went downstairs, looked at Tang Zhudi as a fool, muttered that he shouldn't, and hurriedly followed.

"The gambling game ended yesterday. Because it was a private card game for casual play, the news spread a little slowly. It's normal that Mr. Liao didn't receive it."

Gao Jin smiled and said, "Thanks to Mr. Liao for your guidance, otherwise I would have failed miserably this time. I made a special trip to express my thanks today."

"You're kidding. It's the same with or without me. You're the God of Gamblers who only seeks defeat. How could you lose?"

Liao Wenjie shook his head slightly, and the sedan chair was carrying people. It was polite that he had not been afraid of anyone before, and he smiled and said: "It's not appropriate to talk here. There's not even a place to sit. Let's talk upstairs."

"Okay, please, Mr. Liao."

"You should go first. Fifth Brother keeps glaring at me. I'm afraid he will just draw his gun."

Long Wu: "..."

Liao Wenjie would definitely tell Long Jiu about his beautiful female boss.

The elevator door closed and several people left.

In the corridor, the managers of the decoration company stared at each other. Mr. Gao just seemed to have seen it in the newspaper...

“Hisssssss——”xN