After going out, Shen Qingqing found a corner and squatted, it seemed that resignation was inevitable, she didn't know how to face this qiē at that time, but she didn't regret this qiē, because of the things she experienced, how can ordinary people understand?

It's good to hide it in her memory, because no matter what, Ning Fangmei is her mother, even if Shen Qingqing doesn't want to do it her way because of these things, she will still abide by it, after all, she remembers that her mother raised herself with hard work, dragging her sick body to get up early and sell vegetables in the dark.

But it's too hard to find such a good job again, after all, I'm only how old I am now.

The only thing she hoped was that she could find a good excuse. At the same time, don't alarm Zhou Ming, I'm really afraid that he will do something earth-shattering.

Zhou Ming naturally didn't know that this qiē had happened, because he received an invitation, a very simple and generous dark red folded card, and after opening it, there were a few lines of words inside.

To put it simply, it was to invite him and Qin Yao to Mr. Jin's residence, which was actually a signal that there was hope for cooperation.

But Zhou Ming went to ask Qin Yao and found that she didn't plan to go at all, because she didn't have much hope for it, and she didn't like this kind of occasion very much, and she refused to go after repeated urging, so Zhou Ming had to go alone.

After all, she didn't say a word last time she was there.

And Zhou Ming rode his bicycle over, and at the same time did exercises along the way, he crossed his hands on his chest, and then used air control to control the position of the handlebars, although it was not so convenient at first, but gradually, it was really quite convenient, and the little children in the cars passing by were dumbfounded, especially Zhou Ming actually turned one after another.

The power of the Nangong family, to which Mr. Jin belongs, can be no less than that of the same chamber of commerce, so the richness of those assets naturally goes without saying, and many places are theirs.

In addition to having a lot of real estate in the city center, these rich people usually establish their own leisure places in the suburbs, and the last time Zhou Ming secretly went, it was actually a place that was not open to the public by the Nangong family.

And today, I went to a special area of the Nangong family, wine estates, after all, there are not many wine estates in China, because the origin and brewing methods are not as good as those in France.

Zhou Ming rode for a long time to get here, the first thing he saw was a grape field, stretching and undulating far away, now is not the season of grapes at all, but there are still grapes here, Zhou Ming unceremoniously picked a few bunches, the taste is very good, he picked, while eating, while riding the car to continue to move forward.

This is indeed the place where the Nangong family is responsible for brewing, but there are no tall houses, but all the houses are hidden among the tall trees, and busy people walk around.

Mr. Kim came out of a room with a cup in his hand, and a man next to him followed, and after he had said a few words, the man left, and Mr. Kim continued walking to another room.

The door opened, and it was spacious, with not many things placed, like an ordinary meeting room, and there were still people sitting. One is about the same age, it is actually Uncle Wang from the same chamber of commerce, and the other is Shen Xing, who just came to the same chamber of commerce.

"Mr. Jin, long time no see" Uncle Wang stood up and shook his hand, but Shen Xing didn't seem to be very cold, just greeted casually.

Mr. Jin didn't care, and smiled, "The person who comes is a guest, although it is uninvited, but I am also a hospitable person, I just produced a batch of good wine today, are you interested in tasting it?"

"Then there will be a blessing, Mr. Jin personally brewed it, why don't I have to taste it" Uncle Wang nodded. At first glance, this doesn't look like two opposing factions at all, just like when Xia Wan and Nangong Xiaodie met each other, they were extremely enthusiastic and embarrassed.

"This should be Shen Xing, the son of the Shen family, right? When I saw you young people, they were all little dolls, but now they are all older," Mr. Jin sighed.

"I heard that your Shen Yun has almost broken through, it seems that your Shen family is going to produce a powerful person again."

"Mr. Jin is polite, Nangong Xiaodie, whom you assisted, is even more talented," Uncle Wang also complimented.

"It's also funny, we two old cheeks are touting each other here, it's all false, let's have a drink first," Mr. Kim quipped.

After a while, the servant came with a transparent glass bottle, which contained a red and black liquid, but it was very thick when it rippled, and the narrow mouth of the bottle burst with a charming fruity aroma.

Mr. Jin poured two cups and placed them in front of Uncle Wang and Shen Xing. Shen Xing was not polite at all, and drank it directly.

"It doesn't taste good either"

"Really?" Mr. Jin smiled faintly, but Uncle Wang sniffed slowly, and then took a small sip.

"Not bad," he nodded.

And Shen Xing's face suddenly changed, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach and throat, and with a sudden slam, his body couldn't move, he couldn't speak, and his ears were all buzzing, and he could only see people.

"My wine, but it is highly poisonous to have this taste, you need to drink it slowly, taste it slowly, in order to slowly dissipate this poison, take a sip, it's not a good way to drink" Mr. Jin's smile was still very light, and Shen Xing heard it clearly although there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

"Young man, he is not sensible, so he naturally has to pay the price for what he has done, but he also brought him over by me, and asked Mr. Jin to give him a few thin noodles" Uncle Wang did not move, and now Shen Xing's face has become dark.

Although this wine is poisonous, it's okay to drink it slowly, and if you drink it quickly, you will definitely die. If you don't drink, you don't have the guts.

Drunk fast, rude, reckless. But only those who meditate can be exempted.

"Uncle Wang, I naturally want to give you your thin noodles" Although Mr. Jin spoke, he didn't move, but poured another glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

But he wasn't out of the ordinary.

Then the atmosphere was silent, neither Mr. Jin nor Uncle Wang spoke, and Shen Xing was speechless at all, staring at Mr. Jin with his eyes, and there were countless resentments, because this feeling was too close to death.

"Everything has a price" Mr. Jin smiled slightly, but a drop of wine fell on Shen Xing's eyes with a snap of his fingers, and then after a few seconds, the blackness on his face began to fade.

"Young people know the price, it's always good" Uncle Wang nodded.

"Speaking of which, I'm doing you a favor Uncle Wang," Mr. Jin raised his glass, and Uncle Wang also had it.

"I owe you a favor," Uncle Wang replied with a smile.

These are two old people, Uncle Wang has long known the strangeness of wine, but he still doesn't stop Shen Xing from drinking it, he just wants to take Mr. Jin's hand to give Shen Xing some hardship.