Xu Luo is not sure who Mr. Ji is, what kind of identity he has, but no matter how unclear he is, he can imagine that it is definitely not simple.

For ordinary people, how could they easily throw out five million in business during the Home Decoration Festival? If it is simple, can the organizing committee make concessions? If it is simple, can there be people like Zhang Ping follow us?

What is Mr. Ji going to do? He wants to decorate the VIP building and open a hotel.

And what about Fuguilou?

Fuguilou is a benchmark leader in the catering industry in Sushui City. It has an absolute position that cannot be provoked and is a real local faction.

Now Mr. Ji, the dragon crossing the river, is coming, and judging from the energy it shows, it is likely to impact Fuguilou's status in the catering industry. Do you think Fuguilou can sit idly? Can you wait and see it coldly?

Perhaps Fuguilou dares not make things difficult for Mr. Ji casually when he can't figure out Mr. Ji's background, but he will definitely dare to target you Xingli Decoration. Who told me that you are decorating Mr. Ji?

If you don't decorate well, everything will be fine.

But if you decorate it in high-end luxury and high-end style, Fuguilou may be tempted and secretly do some small damage. This is also conceivable.

Damn, I was shot while lying down

Xu Luo felt a little speechless when he thought that he was just a decoration person but wanted to get involved in the dispute over such a catering giant.

Although he said that Fuguilou had not talked to him, Zheng Huaxun said so, obviously he heard something.

"This is really a disaster!" Xu Luo couldn't help but sigh.

"Haha, it's indeed an unpredictable disaster."

Zheng Huaxun also felt very sympathetic to Xu Luo's situation, but he had to say something: "Xiao Xu, you probably haven't inspected the environment around Biyou Lake yet, right?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Xu Luo suddenly had a bad premonition.

Could it be that? It turns out that the bad premonition is correct.

"I tell you that the Swan Branch of Fuguilou is located on the east side of Biyou Lake, and is only separated from the building you are going to renovate. The one responsible for the decoration is Maifeng Design. I heard that you have some conflicts with Xu Zhiqian from Maifeng."

"Do you think Xu Zhiqian can give you some good things in this matter? If Maifeng and Fuguilou join forces to make trouble, tsk, you will definitely not have a good time."

Listening to what Zheng Huaxun said, Xu Luo felt his eyelids twitch a little.

This news was too timely.

He really didn't know. Although he was not afraid of the other party's mischief, there was no need to suffer a secret loss. If you know in advance, you can do a good job of preventing and prepare for the future.

"Brother Zheng, thank you for your reminder. Let's sit together when you have time." Xu Luo took a deep breath, suppressed all his irritability, and said calmly.

"Uh, that's it?" Zheng Huaxun shouted unexpectedly.

"What else can it be done?"

Xu Luo's lips tilted, as if he was out of the matter, Yun Danfeng said lightly, "Since this is the case, I can't say I'll go back on my word, right? The contract has been signed, I can't afford to pay the penalty for liquidated damages."

"Besides, in today's legal society, Fuguilou may not really dare to cause trouble for me. I am just a decoration person, do my job well and make some hard money, and will not get involved in their business competition."

"And Xu Zhiqian and I do have some small conflicts, but Maifeng design should not be as despicable as he is playing conspiracies. If he really wants to do that, it means they are guilty and have no confidence, so I don't have to be afraid of them."

"I think in terms of decoration, the best situation is to bloom and celebrate a hundred schools of thought. The catering industry should be like this. There are hotels with different flavors and decorations, so the people in our city taste good. Wait, let Xu Zhiqian and I talk about their respective works and see who has better decorations."

"You, you!"

Hearing Xu Luo say this, Zheng Huaxun sighed and said in a bleak tone: "Don't think people are too simple and kind. You should know that whether it is Fuguilo or Maifeng Design, they may not rely on charity and kindness to reach this point. As the saying goes, no one hurts the tiger's heart, and a tiger hurts people's wishes. Do you understand what I said?"

"I understand, but I still firmly believe that works can speak. Good works are the weapons to defeat everything. Besides, even if they are dirty and vulgar, will I be disappointed in society? Isn't there any passionate and heart-wrenching people like Brother Zheng?" Xu Luo said this last time, and Zheng Huaxun's tone immediately rose.

"That's right, I'm a legendary person. Well, you'll know this. If you really encounter any trouble, I believe Mr. Ji will not stand by. As long as Mr. Ji is willing to come forward, no matter how big the trouble is, it will be safe."

"I see!"

Zheng Huaxun’s last words are the finishing touch.

The meaning is very simple. If something happens, find Mr. Ji, he has the ability to settle it.

"Old Ji, who is the sacred place you are?"

Xu Luo couldn't understand this, so he was too lazy to think about it. Anyway, he would do it well as long as he did his job. As for other intrigues, he was afraid that he would be cowardly, and the soldiers would block the water and soil.

Humph, I have the support of the entire alien system. Why are you afraid of what you will do? If you dare to play with me, I will let Bada Guda take the alien labor force to your house and have a heart-to-heart talk.

Dinner is ready.

Guan Cuihua is giving full play to her skills tonight.

On the table are home-raised little chicken, stewed with mushrooms, fried peanuts, cold vegetables, fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots, stir-fried beans, and wine is a bottle of Jiannanchun hidden at home. I have never been reluctant to drink it. Now I am entertaining Xu Luo to take it out.

All in color, fragrance and taste.

"Auntie, thank you so much. This is so rich!" Xu Luo exclaimed after scanning his eyes.

"Hey, there is no good food, it's all common. Mr. Xu, just don't dislike it." Guan Cuihua wiped her hands on her apron and said with a smile.

"How could you dislike it?"

As he said that, Xu Luo picked up the wine glass in front of him, "Auntie, I'll give you a glass."

"I can't drink very much. You can drink more, Xiaode, accompany Mr. Xu." Guan Cuihua picked up the wine glass and sipped it, and said a little apologetically.

"It's okay, let's do whatever we want and don't persuade us to drink."

Xu Luo and Chu Xingde started drinking casually, and as they drank, they could open their mouths and say a lot.

Halfway through the wine, Xu Luo patted Chu Xingde's shoulder and said earnestly: "Brother Chu, I'm going to tell you, I have heard of what you used to be like in the past month I worked in your village. I think, as men, we should be a little responsible, and we can't keep our mother worried."

"Making money to support a family is a natural thing for any man. Don't feel embarrassed, and don't mess around with society. This society is not something you can make a fortune by just messing around. You have to work down-to-earth to have a way out, what do you think?"

"Yes, Mr. Xu, you are right, I'll listen to you." Chu Xingde's eyes were slightly red.

"Since that's the case, I will definitely need a slag truck to do projects in the future. You have also seen that my decoration company has a lot of business, and the slag truck will have to be turned every day. Just follow me and dare not say anything else. I guarantee that every penny you earn is clean and can be taken out to spend it in a dignified way. What do you think?" Xu Luo said with clear eyes.

"Mr. Xu, I have nothing to say. I know your care for me. I, Chu Xingde, will follow you in the future. Come on, I will toast you a glass of wine!" Chu Xingde had red eyes, picked up the full wine glass, raised his neck and killed it.

No drop left.

"I just like you, I did it too."
Chapter completed!