At seven o'clock in the evening, I appeared on time at the Chinese restaurant of the Holiday Hotel. A subordinate of Fatty Huang took me into a private room.

I looked honest and flirted with an honest expression, and timidly shrank my neck and shouted: "Mr. Huang!"

"Wang Hao. Come and sit down!" said Fatty Huang.

"I dare not, Mr. Huang, please ask if you have anything you want to ask." I said.

"Sit down and chat while eating." Fatty Huang looked at the face of controlling the overall situation. But I snorted coldly in my heart: "Damn, the surname Huang, it's not sure whoever plays is."

Finally, I sat down carefully. Fatty Huang asked me to pour me a glass of red wine. After he raised the glass, he immediately raised the glass. Fatty Huang took a sip and I drank a glass, and I was very ugly. I drank a few drops of red wine on my body, and my hands holding the glass were shaking slightly.

I found a trace of contemptuous gaze flashing in Fatty Huang's eyes. I knew in my heart that my performance had worked. Fatty Huang looked down on me, and my current performance was in line with his positioning for me, so it seemed a bit artificial to outsiders, but it was just right for Fatty Huang.

This is actually a psychological problem. People always want to see the results they want to see in their hearts. Even if it is unreasonable, it is reasonable in their psychology.

In Fatty Huang's heart, I am a cowardly little person, so what I do now is reasonable in his eyes. If I really fall into the world and keep my face unchanged, it would be wrong.

"Don't be nervous, tell me how you and Su Meng met." Fatty Huang put down his glass and asked me.

So I told him the lies I had already made up with Su Meng.

"Tell me about Su Meng." said Fatty Huang.

"What do Mr. Huang want to know?" I asked.

"Everything about her."

"Oh!" I nodded, and then began to tell everything about Su Meng: "She is a young actor and can only play some supporting roles, but I found her a secret." At this point, I paused.

"What's the secret?" Fatty Huang really hooked up, and he stared at me and asked.

"Mr. Huang, how much money can a young actor on the 18th line make?" I asked back.

"Not much!" Fatty Huang's face was a little unhappy: "Tell Su Meng's secret."

"Yes, I'll say immediately that a young actor from the 18th line can't make much money at all, but I found that she never lacks money. She bought all kinds of famous brands, and a bag of more than 100,000 yuan. Mr. Huang, you, my watch, Cartier, was bought by Su Meng. I was confused at the time." I told Su Meng about spending money like water, and finally said mysteriously: "Mr. Huang, I suspect that she is a mistress for rich people. Maybe she is still an official, otherwise, how could she not be short of money?"

"Yeah!" Fatty Huang nodded, thought for a while, then looked at me and said, "Wang Hao, I'll give you a task."

"Please speak, Mr. Huang." I nodded and said.

"Help me stare at Su Meng and find out the source of her money." Fatty Huang said.

"This..." I showed a hesitant expression on my face.

"Why, what's the difficulty?" Fatty Huang's face changed instantly, and he looked at Chen Hu next to him. The next second, Chen Hu clenched his fists and made a crackling sound.

"Mr. Huang, I'm relying on Su Meng for dinner now. If she finds out that I'm secretly monitoring her, my job will be ruined." I said in a dilemma.

"How much does she give you a month?" asked Fatty Huang.

I originally wanted to say 50,000, but after thinking about it, maybe a little too much, so I stretched out three fingers and said, "Thirty thousand."

Bang!

Fatty Huang snapped his fingers and seemed to be ready. Chen Hu put a small suitcase on the table and opened it. There were dozens of brand new hundred-dollar bills inside.

"This is 100,000. Find out Su Meng's background within a month. I'll give you another 100,000. Otherwise, hum!" Fatty Huang pushed the small suitcase in front of me, snorted coldly and said.

"This... Mr. Huang, Su Meng is a long-term meal ticket." I said weakly.

"Wang Hao, believe it or not, I will let someone break your third leg now, so that you will never be able to eat soft food again." Fatty Huang suddenly turned against him.

"Mr. Huang, please spare me, I agree to your affairs." I said with a pale face.

"Hmph, don't eat anything that is punished for toasting, get out of here." Fatty Huang said to me with contempt.
Chapter completed!