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Chapter 0887 History will remember you(2/2)

The typhoon is coming!

Looking out from this perspective, there are several major power outages in many districts of Seoul. The typhoon came too suddenly and weirdly, and the meteorological observatory did not predict it, or it was just discovered that the signs were found and before the citizens could be notified, the typhoon arrived.

The knock on the door sounded, and Mr. Zhao shouted in and saw Wu Mingkui and a few young men in suits pushing the door and entering.

When President Wu bowed and said hello, Zhao Xueyan waved his hand with a smile, "Sit down, Lao Wu, you still owe me 160,000 Bitcoins."

"Friendship is friendship, business is business."

"The weather is so good, and I don't want to talk to you about fighting and killing. What kind of hospitality do you plan to give me?"

President Wu's forehead was sweating wildly, and he looked left and right. The heavy rain and thunder outside were really good. When he swept into the living room, he set up a table of wine and food. Wu Mingkui was overjoyed and hurried over, grabbed a bottle of "wine" and wanted to drink it. "Zhao Sheng, I know I was very wrong. Today I will punish myself three bottles for apologizing."

Isn’t it very common for drinking and apologizing for adults?

Zhao Xueyan was stunned, "Stop and put down the things."

Wu Mingkui was confused, "..."

Among the younger brothers who followed him, someone suddenly made up his mind and ran over to pick up the bottle, "Zhao Sheng, I will take care of my elder brother's fault, I will do it first!"

Then, regardless of Zhao Xueyan's expression, he grabbed the wine bottle and started to rise.

As he drank, the little brother fell to the ground with a soft and bleeding from the seven holes, and his body twitched from time to time until there was no sound.

There was nothing wrong with it. Paraquat had no effect on him. He took out the special pill, which was an extraordinary pill from the Ghost Story plane of the Chinese Ghost Story, which made it rain in South Korea, covering more than 100,000 square kilometers of South Korea.

The actual area is still beyond that of South Korea, which is only half the size of eastern Guangdong. However, after the rain covers land, it is still extending to the ocean. Mr. Zhao feels that if he stands in the center of eastern Guangdong, he should be able to cover a province.

The area was very gratifying, but the rainfall was not strong enough, so Mr. Zhao prepared other test items, so the typhoon landed in Seoul in a short time.

When Wu Mingkui and other suit boys were stunned and stared at the completely angry person, Zhao Xueyan walked over, picked up the bottle on the ground, and sighed, "Old Wu, where did you find it?"

"It's a bit too active. When we chat, what he does."

President Wu looked at the bottle of wine that was picked up, and his scalp was numb and his scalp was terrified, "Zhao Sheng, this...this...this...this...this..."

Why is this happening? There is a table of wine and food in your big hotel suite. Didn’t you drink it yourself? How come you lose your life if you drink it?

Mr. Zhao didn't let him drink just now, and he felt a little aggrieved. He even admired the scenes that my younger brother dared to stand up and talk for him. It was circulated from near Hong Kong Island. The big brother in the martial arts world talked about the negotiations, and apologized for drinking tea and drinking alcohol.

How common is it?

Why did he become like this?!

Zhao Xueyan looked at his side, "I am just a law-abiding tourist. Come to your hotel and stay in the hotel. What does it mean if you make such a scene for me?"

Wu Mingkui was awake, waved his hands quickly, and touched his face, "Axi, send Bingyou away quickly and hold a glorious funeral for him another day."

The last confidant Chenghao was saved by Gatlin's Six-Tube Bodhisattva in order to fight against the helicopter pilot under Mr. Zhao a year or two ago. His current confidant Mazai Bingyou is a bit unfair to leave.

……………………

Two days later.

When I went to a hotel room in Shanghai, when the knock on the door sounded and Xia Jie signaled, the guest room manager brought two waiters to push the dining cart. The attitude of the few people was as good as it was, and it was almost embarrassing.

Miss Xia said speechlessly, "Is this?"

The room manager's smile was really impeccable, "Ms. Xia, this is a special service launched by our hotel. I would like to invite some distinguished guests to comment on the skills of the newly invited chefs. If you are satisfied with the meal, you can give me a review."

"Of course, everything is free, I just hope you can feel it..."

She was still talking when she saw a special news broadcast on the TV in the living room.

It was the host who broadcasts the report on the TV station and there is a heavy rain on the other side, as if the world is destroyed and the heavy rain is about to flood the world. "Special news report, South Korea has encountered a severe flood once in five hundred years, and the Sin Chew Golf Course is flooded by heavy rain..."

"The Wushan base was flooded, and a large amount of equipment was washed away by rain..."

The room manager listened to a few words and said in surprise, "Sad's base is flooded? God is open to his eyes."

This is in late July 2017. One of the biggest news hotspots in China is that Bangzi insists on causing trouble with A Mei’s family. What else can President Wei Tian publicly promote in an interview that Chinese people are very merciless and have no backbone or blood. As long as Wei Tian reduces the price slightly, Chinese people will flock to them, etc.

The prospects for the sky are very wonderful.

Not to mention professionals, ordinary people who are a little concerned about the Internet trend have heard of this.

In the surprise of the room manager, Xia Jie and the two waiters laughed, then smiled and made a few polite words with the people, sent each other away, and looked at the delicious food left by the hotel.

Xia Jie grabbed her hair irritably.

When she walked to the computer desk and turned on the computer, the message on the page above was, "The most beautiful white and rich beauty in China..."

"Xia Junxiong invested accurately and invested in Penguin in 1999, NetEase, etc.... Even though the shares have been cut over the years, she is still a super rich man worth over 100 billion yuan. Xia Jie, a wealthy daughter who only got the golden key after she was born, has always been mysterious and low-key."

"Even so, the occasional circulating photos of the ID and road photos can crush many celebrities, and they can be called the beauty of the wealthy family circle no1~"

She was indeed speechless. Although she knew what impact might have brought about in the half month of the 1999 plane when she was operating some things. After she came back, her father, who had already died many years ago, was still alive and became a super rich man.

She is currently a small policeman in Balihe, Pingling City, and is an intern, but she is a super wealthy daughter and a beautiful girl in the white and rich circle. She is a report and report. She searches everywhere.

Fortunately, most of them are blurry photos from a slightly long distance, or side faces, etc.

"This change is too exaggerated!!"

It was not just her who changed, but her father, and even her mother's style changed drastically. In the past, Xia's mother often called her during work hours. After get off work, she wanted her to fly home immediately and stay by her side at all times.
Chapter completed!
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