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Zheng Qiwei brought paper.

Since raising fish, he has used paper very frequently.

So these days, he would bring a handkerchief and paper with him when he went out basically every day, just in case.

"Friend, are you still there? Say something?" the man asked humbly, "It doesn't matter if you don't bring paper. You can buy a pack for me and I'll give you 100 yuan!"

A chubby hand protruded from the gap in the compartment, holding a hundred oceans in it.

Zheng Qiwei: "..."

He was silent for a moment: "Zhou Feiyu?"

The man was also taken aback, and then said in surprise: "You know me? That's great, you can help me buy wrapping paper! Those bastards didn't even look at the phone, and let me squat here for almost half an hour. They're all going to freeze!"

Zheng Qiwei didn't speak, he stuffed the paper into Zhou Feiyu's hand, and didn't take the money.

Zhou Feiyu was also unambiguous, quickly finished wiping his butt, and opened the door while fastening his belt.

As soon as the door opened.

Zhou Feiyu had just uttered the word "thank you", when he looked up and saw Zheng Qiwei's face, the rest of the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't get out!

How could it be Zheng Qiwei? !

Zhou Feiyu turned petrified, and the last trouser chain hadn't been pulled up yet.

Zheng Qiwei glanced at him indifferently, turned around and prepared to leave without saying a word.

"Boss Zheng!" Zhou Feiyu finally came to his senses, he hurried forward, but forgot that his trousers hadn't been tied up yet, and tripped over his trousers!

Zheng Qiwei helped him impatiently.

Mr. Zhou hurriedly thanked him and put on his pants.

"What do you want to tell me?" Zheng Qiwei washed his hands again in disgust.His hands still had to hug Ah Jin, so they couldn't get dirty.

Zhou Feiyu washed his hands in another sink, and secretly glanced at Zheng Qiwei's face while washing.

The sound of water eased his embarrassment, and he said in a deliberate tone: "Actually, I believe in the strength of Z Group, and I am also happy to cooperate with Z Group. But Mr. Nangong and my father have a close relationship. He asked me for help, and I You can't help, right?"

Zheng Qiwei responded perfunctorily.

Zhou Feiyu said cautiously: "You won't blame me, will you?"

"No." Zheng Qiwei subconsciously went to get a tissue, only to remember that the paper had been taken by Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Feiyu offered the unused napkin with both hands flatteringly.

Zheng Qiwei didn't answer, and took out the handkerchief in his jacket pocket to wipe his hands.

"There's nothing else, I'm leaving first." Zheng Qiwei nodded slightly, as if he didn't want to talk more.

Zhou Feiyu's face was full of confusion. He had had a small cooperation with Zheng Qiwei once or twice before, and he was very clear about this vindictive character.

Originally, he spent his whole life's courage to decline Zheng Qiwei's dinner. It was a good thing that he didn't meet, but it turned out that they met in the toilet by such a coincidence.

He also happened to be squatting in the pit without paper, you said it was embarrassing or not!

Seeing Zheng Qiwei stepping out of the toilet door, Zhou Feiyu quickly followed him, chattering behind him: "Although I have withdrawn the capital, I can invest in my own name! I have my own small treasury, and if I don't use the company's account, I will be fine." alright."

Zheng Qiwei slowed down slightly: "How much can you vote?"

"I don't dare to say too much. I can invest as much as our company has invested before. But in the future, this project will make money. Can you return the half of the company's losses to me?" Zhou Feiyu asked.

Zheng Qiwei raised his eyebrows: "Have you started preparing to seize power so soon?"

"It doesn't count, it's right to earn some extra money." Zhou Feiyu said embarrassedly.

"Okay." Zheng Qiwei agreed.

Zhou Feiyu laughed so hard that he saw his teeth but couldn't see his eyes, and said with an inch: "Then can I ask you to keep the secret for me? Otherwise, I can't explain it to old man Nangong."

Zheng Qiwei: "You have too many demands."

"Just these two, nothing more!" Zhou Feiyu swore.

"Yes, the dividend will be reduced by 20.00%." ​​Zheng Qiwei said lightly.

Zhou Feiyu was extremely angry: "Does it need to be so dark? At least we got to know each other!"

"Thirty percent."

"Don't! A [-]% reduction is a [-]% reduction!" Zhou Feiyu said decisively.

It doesn't matter if you earn less, but it will be bad if the talk breaks down!

The two walked to Room 203 that Zheng Qiwei had booked. Zheng Qiwei stood still, turned around and said to Zhou Feiyu, "It's time for you to attend Nangong Hanmo's birthday banquet."

Zhou Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief, Zheng Qiwei said that, it means that he agreed to keep the secret for him.

He showed a smile: "I will treat you another day, thank you for helping me keep it secret."

"Need not."

Anyway, he also wanted to surprise Nangong Hanmo.

"But to be honest," Zhou Feiyu rubbed his chin, "If I hadn't met you in the toilet, I wouldn't have dared to talk to you. I didn't expect you to be so talkative now!"

Zheng Qiwei glanced at him: "I was not good at talking before?"

"No, I think you used to be too cold, not like now, so..." Zhou Feiyu scratched his head, and held back a word for a long time, "Fresh, yes, fresh."

Fresh?

A red and white figure gradually emerged in his mind.

Maybe.