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C639 I'll Give You Two a Choice



C639 I'll Give You Two a Choice

Just as he was about to enter, the driver stopped him again. "Mr. Zhou, your car..."    

    

"It's simple. Just block the front of the Kurinan car. Let me see who dares to move it!"    

    

The domineering words were enough to prove that Zhou Jiaming had run amok in this city.    

    

However, the past was still the past. After Zhao Quan's arrival tonight, all the beautiful things were only worthy of being the past.    

    

As the young master of the company, it was very easy for Zhou Jiaming to find out where the owner of the car, Kulinan, was eating.    

    

Thus, in the next moment, he rushed over and directly pushed open the door to the private room.    

    

Unexpectedly, after pushing open the door, he miraculously discovered that the person sitting in the private room was none other than Zhao Quan.    

    

After a slight pause, Zhou Jiaming asked, "That Kulinan is yours?"    

    

Zhao Quan lit a cigarette and asked with a smile. "It's mine. What's wrong? Do you like it? " If you like it, go buy one. "    

    

Zhou Jiaming sneered and did not continue the conversation.    

    

However, he was still curious. As a marketing vice president, where did Zhao Quan get so much money to buy Cuinan?    

    

So he asked, "You didn't borrow the company's leader, did you? Then be careful when driving. Don't let people break it and you can't afford to pay for it."    

    

Zhao Quan waved his hand. "Not really. It's just a broken garage. If it's broken, just throw it into the garbage dump. It's not a big deal. "    

    

Zhou Jiaming, who was good at carrying walls, felt ashamed to be inferior to someone with a big tone.    

    

Sitting on the stool, Zhou Jiaming snapped his fingers. The waitress with a pretty face walked up to him and said, "Chairman Zhou."    

    

Zhou Jiaming ordered. "Give me a pack of Babique Oghga Cigarettes."    

    

This cigar was not cheap. One pack cost more than ten thousand yuan. One pack of ten packs, that was one hundred thousand yuan.    

    

From this point of view, Zhou Jiaming was much better than Zhao Quan, who smoked Yuxi.    

    

However, Zhao Quan obviously didn't care about that. He ate smoothly and smoked smoothly. He felt that Yuxi was quite good.    

    

However, Zhou Jiaming wanted to eat it now. He absolutely wouldn't allow that.    

    

Therefore, just as the waiter was about to turn around, Zhao Quan hooked his finger at her and said, "Come, come here. I have something to tell you."    

    

The waiter was slightly stunned, but with the attitude of serving customers, she still put on a warm smile and came in front of Zhao Quan.    

    

"Sir, do you need any service?"    

    

Zhao Quan nodded. "I will give it to you. One hundred thousand yuan. You can leave now. Don't bother with Zhou Jiaming anymore."    

    

The waiter was stunned.    

    

The waiter was truly stunned. She had never thought that Zhao Quan would call her for such a matter.    

    

Zhou Jiaming, who was beside her, was also stunned. He had also not expected Zhao Quan to use such a method to slap his face.    

    

So, when the waiter was still hesitating whether Zhao Quan was telling the truth or joking, Zhou Jiaming also spoke.    

    

"Go, bring a pack of cigar over. I'll give you another 200,000 yuan tip."    

    

The waiter was so happy that he wanted to leave. That was 200,000 yuan!    

    

However, before she could take a step forward, Zhao Quan's voice was heard, "I'll give you 500,000 yuan and resign."    

    

Zhou Jiaming was stunned. This guy seemed to have some money, but he actually dared to go against him.    

    

"Sure, since you want to play, I'll play with you today."    

    

Then Zhou Jiaming said to the waiter, "Give me your bank card and tell me that I'll send you a small red packet today."    

    

When the waiter heard Zhou Jiaming was going to give him a small red packet, he quickly gave him his bank card number.    

    

She had long heard that Zhou Jiaming had a hobby of giving red packets to people, but unfortunately, she had never met him.    

    

Today, she finally met him. Didn't this mean that she was going to be rich?!    

    

As for Zhao Quan, the waitress didn't believe that Zhao Quan had that much money. She only believed in Zhou Jiaming.    

    


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