Time flies, and three days pass by in a blink of an eye.

Bi Ziwen has completed the funds in the past three days, tens of millions more than the expected 200 million. Because Bi Ziwen is not sure whether the funds transferred by Zhao Guolin before his death could be in place on time, he converted all the properties and shops invested in Beijing in one year into cash at a low price and transferred them into the bank card. With this toss, Bi Ziwen lost at least one million, but he didn't feel sorry at all. He didn't feel sorry for him, he didn't blink, and he just sold it!!

That morning, Bi Ziwen made an appointment with the bank and happened to meet Leilei who was remitting money today, so the two of them arrived at the bank together and walked into the VIP quick processing area.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Bi, your two remittance amounts are relatively large. It is recommended that you make a return when the exchange rate is high, which will reduce the loss of funds. The recent fluctuations are relatively large. I guess the exchange rate will rise in two days!!" The senior manager of the bank said seriously.

"...No need, this money is urgent, you can handle it now!" Bi Ziwen and Leilei looked at each other, then said slowly.

"...Well, what international currency do you want to exchange for? US dollars? British pound? or gold?" the senior manager asked again.

"us. Knife!!" Bi Ziwen was so proud that he said something very successful.

"...Okay, come with me and go through the UBS wire transfer procedures!!" The senior manager said speechlessly, smiling and Leilei and Bi Ziwen, went to fill out various documents.

After working hard all morning, the money was transferred to the personal assistant of "Mr. Celtic Li" and gave the Swiss bank account. After the money was transferred, Bi Ziwen was obviously relieved and seemed to have felt much more relaxed.

"Manager Yang, find a place to have a drink?" Bi Ziwen said to Leilei with his hands behind his back.

"Haha, the money has been transferred, and there is still a lot of things. I will hold a press conference tomorrow. I have to go back and give some instructions!" Leilei was silent for a moment, shook his head and said.

"Okay, then you are busy, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

“Happy cooperation!”

The two of them shook their hands tightly, and there was also a scene of international friends meeting each other. After a few greetings, the two separated. After Leilei got into the car, he took out the phone and called Li Meng.

"Hey!! Celtic is having a meeting. Wait a minute, he takes time and I'll ask him to call you back!" Zhang Wei said seriously.

"Kai your father's basket!! I'm still pretending!! Fuck!!" Leilei cursed speechlessly.

"...Why can't we fucking infect you with such a professional atmosphere? It's just a swear word, Mr. **!" Zhang Weiting cursed unhappily.

"Don't jb Moji, it's over here, it's almost gone!"

"The transfer is over?"

"Well, hurry up and div it!"

"Okay, I get it!!"

......

Half an hour later, Celtic Li's team officially evaporated in the private club. At the same time, Wang Baishi called and asked to cancel the accommodation records of his friends, as the Supreme VIP. He then processed his business in Shanghai and flew back to Beijing with Jurgen Wei.

At the same time, Ye Gesentai Company began to warm up for tomorrow's press conference and frequently appeared in various high-level cocktail parties. However, it was not a press conference for Hongcheng Land Development Co., Ltd., but a press conference for a large domestic family supermarket.

Bi Ziwen didn't notice any of this at all in the hotel, because just now he was talking to Mr. Celtic Li for a while.

At nine o'clock in the evening, a certain star hotel.

"Old Tang, I have to celebrate today. This bitch whore who has been fucked for many years has finally become a virgin. It's not easy!! Must drink some!!" Bi Ziwen sat on the sofa, smiling and wearing a white shirt, and said in a very happy mood.

"Okay, I'll go back to my room to change my clothes, call the restaurant downstairs, send some red wine and seafood!" Tang Ming squinted his eyes and said happily.

"Okay, I'll go take a shower!!" Bi Ziwen walked towards the bathroom while unbuttoning his shirt.

Tang Ming looked at Bi Ziwen's back and was stunned and a little dazed.

"What are you watching there?" Bi Ziwen took off his shirt and threw it on the bed, turned around and asked Tang Ming.

"Oh... It's okay, we have known each other for almost twenty years in a flash! Looking at your back, it seems that you are really old!" Tang Ming stood up and said with a smile.

"That's not! I've been getting worse every year in recent years. Do you know how long I have been? I haven't been like that with the women? At least it's been more than half a year...!" Bi Ziwen said with a grin.

"You are strong if you have no desires...!"

"I've been fucking frivolous. I've lived for more than 40 years and have cheated me. I've seen everything, but I've never seen anyone. Who doesn't have a **? Isn't Tang Monk noble? Isn't it a bit stupid? But doesn't he think about getting the scriptures back every day? Can you say he doesn't have **?" When Bi Ziwen was in a good mood, he talked a lot and liked to say it.

"...Haha!" Tang Ming smiled, and did not respond. He changed the topic and said, "Okay, wash it, I'll come here later!"

"Go, go!"

As he said that, Tang Ming walked out of the room with a heavy step, closed the door gently, lit a cigarette, sighed heavily, turned around and returned to his room, and began to pack up without saying a word.

......

In a residential building in a community in Shenyang, Wang Jun sat haggardly on the sofa, his eyes a little dull. She hadn't been to work in Caesar for three days, and her mind was full of Wang Nan and Zhang Xi's elopement.

The two of them were wandering in society at the age of 16. They were only one year apart, so Wang Jun and Wang Nan had a very good relationship. Except for their husbands who could not share, they were almost inseparable. Wang Nan's sudden departure did not even leave any news, which made it difficult for Wang Jun to accept.

"Didi!!"

The text message suddenly came, and Wang Jun picked up his phone in a daze, glanced tiredly, but suddenly was stunned.

"Sister, Xixi and I are leaving... I want to meet you! If you have time, come to the hot and sour noodle shop that the four of us always go to find me. I will wait for you for an hour..." The text message was Wang Nan's number.

"Buzz!!"

Wang Jun's head was blank, he stared at the text message in a daze, and forgot to take the keys and bags. He hurriedly left the house in two different high heels.

......

In a hotel, Zhang Xi sat on the toilet in the toilet and gently put down the phone... lowered his head and smoked, his eyes were red, and he didn't say a word.
Chapter completed!