"Fuck! Try the official voice." Zhou Baohua cursed, and the brothers and others touched each other.

As soon as Li Hao drank the wine, he saw the old lady who was rolling around during the day, walking into the small restaurant with a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Boss! Are you excited today?" The old lady squeezed her smile at Fang Qiang.

"Well! It's not bad." Fang Qiang was very satisfied with the old lady's performance today.

"This money...!"

"Oh!" Fang Qiang reacted and hurriedly took out the money and counted out a few and handed them over.

"Thank you, boss!" After taking the money, the old lady smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.

"What's your name?" Li Hao stared at the young man beside the old lady for a long time, and the more he looked familiar.

"This is my son, called Chen He." The old lady patted her son's back lovingly.

"Your son? How old are you!" Fang Qiang looked at the old lady and then at the young man. The age gap is a bit big!

"I'm just forty this year and I look old!" Brothers and four of them covered their eyes together. They were not forty, and people believed that they were sixty.

Chen Congratulations! Li Hao was chewing on this name, and the young man in front of him was a little shy. His eyes were still so small, his forehead didn’t seem so big, and he didn’t have the feminine vibe. Who would have known that after a few years, he would wear hairpins and wear big shorts that were offside. He was passionate about the waiter in the Scottish restaurant, and with the support of Uncle Benshan, he became popular all over the country. The annual performance income is calculated in billions.

Li Hao still remembers today that Scottish noodles are made of braised noodles, but braised noodles are not expensive! This classic line.

There will be many hand-rolled noodle shops in the streets and alleys of this city in the future, and most of them are posted at the door, "There is no money for braising!"

"What's wrong?" Seeing Li Hao looking at his son straight, Chen He's mother pulled his son behind him.

"Nothing! It's great. Your son will definitely be successful in the future." Li Hao nodded to Chen He.

"Really, the boss is watching, just follow the boss." Chen He's mother immediately beat the snake and followed the stick. She didn't know where to tell that Li Hao looked like the boss.

"Haha! Forget it, it's hard for me to support myself now." Li Hao shook his head helplessly. It would be better for Uncle Benshan to do the task of supporting this little guy. He would not compete with Uncle Benshan for talents.

"This is 200 yuan, please collect it! Go and learn Errenzhuan well. You can make money from this in the future." Li Hao took out 200 yuan and stuffed it into Chen He's hand.

"How do you know I'm learning Errenzhuan?" Chen He's eyes were full of confusion.

"Haha!" Li Hao smiled awkwardly and patted Chen He's shoulder. His grandmother still said he was just letting go. However, when he first watched "Not Short of Money", this kid brought him a lot of happiness.

"Thank you, boss!" After the mother and the mother thanked her, she walked out of the hotel suspiciously.

Li Hao's eyes followed Xiao Shenhe out. It may be a bit difficult to talk to him like this in a few years.

As soon as the mother and the mother went out, a guy wearing a leather jacket came in at the entrance of the small restaurant. After coming in, he went straight to Li Hao and the others to sit down.

"Who are you?" Fang Qiang looked at this guy who looked over forties with a bad look.

"This is Director Jiang from the police station." Zhou Baohua reminded him on the side that he had met this Director Jiang when he was taking notes in the police station.

Li Hao's eyes immediately shrank to the size of a needle nose, which was a difficult character. It was not later experience, but simple intuition.

"You guys are in charge!" After glanced around, Director Jiang turned his eyes on Li Hao.

"Qianzi, give Director Jiang a cup. Boss! Add a pair of bowls and chopsticks!" Li Hao said without answering Director Jiang's words.

"Get a cup, don't need bowls and chopsticks." Director Jiang calmed down and waved his hand at Fang Qiang as if he was very familiar with it. He stretched his head to look at the boss here. After hearing what he said, he turned his head to look at New Oriental.

Fang Qiang took the wine glass, and Li Hao opened a bottle of Lao Xue and poured it into full for Director Jiang.

"Young man is not bad. I, Old Jiang, have been a police officer for almost 30 years. There are so many people I have seen in the church and the rest of my life. I am not often so calm with you. Come, have a drink." Director Jiang took the initiative to pick up the wine glass.

Li Hao didn't say anything, picked up the wine glass and touched Director Jiang for a while, and drank it all in one go.

“What’s the name?”

"Li Hao!"

"This matter is very big, how are you going to end?" Director Jiang poured a glass on his own and glanced at Li Hao.

"We are young, Director Jiang, please give me some advice?"

"Haha! It's easy to say! It's easy to say. I'm forty-eight years old this year, and I'm over twenty years older than you. In terms of seniority, it's not a good idea to call you Uncle." Director Jiang picked up the wine glass and said while slapping himself.

"Then please give me some advice, Uncle Jiang."

"Actually, I'm quite annoyed that bastard Ma Xiaobao, but someone asked me to come here, so I can only be a peacemaker. I'll give you 20,000 yuan. Even if this matter is over, how about it?" Director Jiang still looked at Li Hao while drinking.

Twenty thousand yuan! In this era when the average salary is only three or four hundred yuan, it can be considered a big sum of money. Zhou Baohua, Lao Wu, and Fang Qiang all turned their heads and looked at Li Hao.

"That invoice is true!" Li Hao picked up the cup and touched Director Jiang, poured it into his mouth and drank it dry. The invoice is true, which means that it costs at least 6,000 yuan.

"Haha! Thirty thousand!" Director Jiang also drank it in one sip, and smiled and said a number again.

"Uncle Jiang gives me face, I, Li Hao, have to take care of it. But I am from this city, you...!"

"Don't worry, I came here alone today and didn't bring anyone. So no one knew that it was you who did it. Ma Xiaobao only recognized him!" Director Jiang pointed at Zhou Baohua.

Zhou Baohua looked indifferent. He was from Harbin and had no plans to move for the time being.

"Okay, take the money. There will be no more trouble at the law firm's door tomorrow!"

"It's OK! You wait a moment, I'll go out and make a call." Director Jiang waved his hand with a smile, turned around and walked out.

Director Jiang came to the entrance of the hotel and looked back and saw that no one followed him. He found a dark place and took out his cell phone to make a call.

In 1998, mobile phones were far less popular than later generations. But someone like Director Jiang still wrote one.

"Old Ma! The matter has been negotiated, and the people will no longer pursue it for 50,000 yuan. What? Extortion? Then you sue them and don't look for me.

You have to figure things out. Now the knife is in someone else's hand. It would be great if 50,000 yuan can be settled. The news media are watching, and New Oriental is coming to interview. Now I'm asking me to catch people. Isn't this putting me on the fire?
Chapter completed!