Chapter sixty-two, Hot Pot Restaurant

"What are you talking about, Yu? You're the oldest one here. You should make up your mind. We can't just let that kid off the hook! "

The crowd followed the voice, only to find that it was Yu who had spoken to ten million before.

"Well, let me ask you, what were you like when the contract was signed? "

The old man surnamed Yu did not answer them, but asked in reply.

"Naturally, he believed he didn't have that kind of money, and... "

"and sell it to pay us back, right? "

A person just about to answer, that in the old is suddenly opened.

"Yes! ! "

The crowd nodded hurriedly.

"So if Wu Bai really loses, will you give up his money? Even if he has to sell the club to give US fifteen million? " Yu nodded, then went on.

"Of course you can't. You Bet and you lose. Why don't you give us the money... "

The voice falls, a middle-aged man is to speak, but he says finally, the voice is so small that even oneself can hardly hear.

Yes, Wu Bai lost no matter what they would not let Wu Bai do not return the money, then, on the contrary, they lost, how can Wu Bai let them?

And now that Wu Bai has their names in his hand, he can't help it.

And then,

they left in twos and threes.

Since there is no possibility of cheating, they can only accept their fate, but at the same time they are still discussing a problem, Wu Bai's money is where to come from?

Wu Bai, on the other hand, had already signed all the documents with him, and Wu Bai would be the sole distributor and distributor of k brand beer in Haishi. If these people wanted to buy beer, they had to go to Wu Bai.

"I hope we can work well together! "

Lu gathered his papers and held out his right hand to Wu Bai.

"Happy Working Together! "

The two big hands clasped together.

Then they exchanged pleasantries, and Wu Bai left with him.

With the right to sell beer, Wubai naturally can not miss this opportunity to make money. Although the previous agency was bought for him by everyone, he must not give them a pass because of this, not a penny less for the beer.

Three days later in the morning,

"Master Wu, I'M GOING TO COLLECT THE BILL! "

Early in the morning, he arrived at Wu Bai's office in high spirits.

"They won't give it to you! "

Wu Bai head also did not lift looking at the newspaper in his hand.

"What? Still want to renege? I'll go to yellow hair and ask him to lend me a few brothers to go together! "

Bruce Lee, like Deng Wu, extended his thumb nuzzled nose, he did not believe, there is a contract in hand, they really dare to renege?

"I said I couldn't pay, but I didn't say I didn't pay you. You've seen a few people come in early in the morning asking for money! "

Wu Bai put down the newspaper and rubbed his temple with a helpless expression on his face.

This Deng Wu is the mind is a little too simple, those bars, clubs, KTV, which is not the opening of the afternoon?

And many business people are superstitious tight, think early in the morning to take money out is unlucky, so thoughtful people choose to go in the afternoon to account, so give money relatively faster.

"I don't know as much as you do, and I can't get the bill in the morning, so he doesn't have time to divide it up! "

Deng Wu has some not convinced of the muttering way.

"never mind, I'm too lazy to talk to You! "

With a wave of his hand, Wu Bai gave the order to leave.

"What's the big deal? We'll go in the afternoon! "

Instead, he plopped himself down on the couch in Wu Bai's office and crossed his legs.

Time in the hope of Deng Wu minute by minute, and finally to lunch time, in Deng Wu's understanding, as long as the lunch can go to that fifteen million!

"Let's go, commander Wu. Today I'll treat you to that hot pot restaurant you used to love! "

Deng Wu opened his mouth with a wave of his hand.

In the past, Wu Bai had made little money selling fish in the market, and all of it had been spent by Zheng Wenhui, a green tea whore. At that time, Wu Bai's favorite restaurant was the little hotpot restaurant.

The area of the hotpot shop is not large, and it can only hold about 10 tables. The owner is an old man in his 50s. All the hotpot ingredients in the shop are the old man's own recipes. The price is not high, and the taste is also very good, the Hot Pot was one of Wu Bai's fondest memories of that miserable time.

Hearing this, Wu Bai was taken aback for a moment, then nodded mechanically.

They drove the second-hand van less than half an hour to the door of the hotpot restaurant, probably less than the height of the meal. Feng, there are no customers in the shop yet.

"Lao Zhou, bring us a Yuanyang Pot! "

As soon as he entered, Deng Wu gave a loud shout.

Looking at the familiar storefront, old memories flooded Wu Bai's mind.

In fact, he didn't dare to eat spicy food, so every time he came to eat hot pot with Wu Bai, he wanted a Yuanyang pot, so that he could eat with Wu Bai, because of this, Wu Bai is also moved many times.

"Here we go, here we go! "

Lao Zhou ran out from the kitchen, but after seeing Wu Bai and Deng Wu, he suddenly showed a surprised look: "So it's you two brats, why haven't I seen you for so long! "

"Ha-ha, Chow, I tell you, the two of us for two months... "

"Lao Zhou, I haven't seen you for two months. I feel like the store is deserted. "

Before he could finish, Wu Bai interrupted him.

"Hey, forget it, I'll get your hot pot ready first! "

Unexpectedly, Wu Bai seemed to be at random, but it is the pain of the old week, he sighed a sound, then went to the kitchen for the two people ready to eat.

"What's the matter with this Old Zhou? Is something difficult going on? "

Deng Wu is also a warm-hearted person, in addition to the old week this person in peacetime also did not take care of them two, so he is also more concerned about the opening.

"I don't know! "

Wu Bai was quick to answer. He was a man who wouldn't talk if he didn't want to.

A few minutes later, he prepared the bottom of the Pan, then went down to prepare food for both of them, because they were regular customers, and Wu Bai knew what they were going to eat even if they didn't order.

"All right, here we are. Let me know if you need anything. "

Old Zhou Han thick thick smiled to smile, finish saying then turn round to want to walk.

"Oh, don't go away! "

Deng Wu grabbed Lao Zhou's arm.

"What, have a drink with me? "

Seeing Deng Wu like this, old Zhou suddenly became interested.

"You dare to drink, don't you think we'll be too busy for you? "

Deng Wu know, usually this old week in the meal time is never dare to drink, how today suddenly become so abnormal.

"Hey, who would dare to come to my table except you two brats! "

Say, old week is a buttock to sit on the chair beside Deng Wu however... .