Chen Heng lifted his leg and entered the door. Only then did he find that the furnishings in the room were very modern, and the broadband flat-panel TV was hanging from the top. The horseshoe bar log was the most special part and wider than usual. After many bars, there were not many kinds of drinks, but the boss attracted customers to compete for coconut fruit wine.
"This is a lot of wine brewed last year, about 30 to 40 degrees, and there will be more kinds in 2008." The boss is a chatterbox, pouring a third of clear fruit wine into a wide-mouthed glass, and the leisurely fragrance of wine immediately rises.
Chen Hengduan got up and looked at it. He took a sip first and then took a big sip.
"good!" Without saying anything, the boss poured another glass for Chen Heng and laughed, "Please treat me again."
Chen Heng raised a glass to show that you are welcome to drink and laughed. "The entrance is soft and the degree is not low. Does the boss brew it himself?"
"Yes," the boss laughed. Ma told his hard and outstanding brewing history, such as picking 15-meter-high West Continental coconut, extracting juice for brewing, and looking for similar oak barrels. He also sang praises, "If Mr. Chen hadn’t heard about this and found me some carpenters from the earth, you would have been able to drink expensive beer and white wine."
"Xiao Chen is Chen Yi?"
The boss frowned and said "yes" and kindly advised that "in the western mainland, either the main thing is to say that Mr. Chen’s name is disrespectful."
"There is this restriction?"
The bartender who was cleaning the table was a family member of a soldier in his fifties. When he heard Chen Heng’s words, he said, "Young people respect others and respect themselves. What Mr. Chen did was a great achievement, so you can’t be wronged by adding a respectful word."
The boss also hummed and shook his left leg to show his prosthetic leg. "I’m a disabled veteran. Thanks to Mr. Chen’s understanding to get a suite to fund my bar, don’t come into my bar if you don’t change your mouth."
"Don’t tell me I’m wrong." Chen Heng can be flexible and think about it. When I see Chen Yi for a while, I have to rip him off.
The boss just smiled and said, "Yes, Lao Liu said that respecting others is also respecting himself, and I tell you that there is really a level of respect."
"Oh?"
"If you go to the front office and have a five-year rule, it will be a unified and smooth decree. If you violate the grading rule, you will be fined for three days."
Chen Heng knew that the so-called West China and Xijiang Water Village had their own laws.
What an overseas colony!
"Another drink?"
"Good" Chen Heng drained his wallet from his pocket and flipped it. "Can you swipe your card?"
"Neng" boss did not hesitate to take out a POS machine of Jiangning Bank.
Chen Heng was dumbfounded and handed out the letter card and asked, "Isn’t this another continent?"
"It shouldn’t be the earth," the boss seems to be saying that another city seems indifferent. "POS machines settle accounts with banks once a month and the boss will take them back for processing."
"Amazing" Chen Hengting spit out a note signature on the POS machine.
"It’s amazing to see the video. There are five latest videos of major leagues every half month from last month. It’s rare that there is no CCTV explanation than the national broadcast." The boss talked about football more than wine talk. Chen Heng couldn’t help smiling.
At night, Chen Heng emerged from the bar full of wine and drunkards. The damp air wrapped around his trunk, and it was quiet like a barracks.
Familiar with taste
"Which part?" I’ve been watching him for too long. Two inspection team students asked before.
"I just arrived." Chen Heng saw their armbands and didn’t want to get into trouble. He immediately handed out his new certificate.
Hiding on the roof, Yinsen bowed his head again with a sigh of relief.
Seeing that the name of "Chen Heng" has already been notified, the student Ma Jingli asked, "Do you need our escort?"
Such a good treatment obviously made Chen Hengfa adapt and simply shook his head and refused.
Two inspection team students smiled and left, leaving Chen Heng to continue thinking.
The next day belongs to Xima Market.
The madness spread from morning to noon, and the nobles of Mala City came together to meet Chen Yi and get some materials to buy.
The development of Xijiang Port shows that the power comes from the earth’s light industry, which can be exported to the vast market of the city-state 5 kilometers away, making Huang Wei seem to have returned to the 1990 s …
The vast majority of nobles have been rejected, and hundreds of businessmen in the West Malaysia market have become the largest wholesalers, and only they can pay enough precious metals.
Boxes of gold coins
Boxes of snail shells
Tons of gold and platinum
Chen Heng’s gaping behind Chen Yi finally understood the meaning of overseas colonies.
"How much is this?"
"2 tons" Chen Yi casually estimated
"Too much won’t depreciate?"
Liu Xinyu said with a smile, "When the Spanish plundered gold in America, it caused inflation in China, which was the first and only time in human history that inflation was caused by precious metals. After such a thing, China’s gold reserve was only 1 ton, but even if it was doubled, it would not cause currency changes."
"What?"
"Because the money was eaten by oil," Chen Yi heaved a sigh of relief and said hello to the marketer. "Brother, would you like to see our army?"
She Lei, Li Feng and others suddenly had a tight chrysanthemum.
Everyone knows that Chen Heng is coming to command the western mainland army, but from hearsay, judging from his resume, a professional soldier will definitely be unhappy in his own future life, just like marrying a man with demanding beds.
Chapter four hundred and sixty-nine Rio Tinto troops
Chen Heng smacked the words "overseas colony" in his heart and felt a cold blood flow.
After a day’s observation, he has become very aware that the so-called Xijiang Water Village is only from the Chen family colony, or more precisely, from the Chen Yi colony. Even Jiangning is in full swing, and Chen Martial Arts School is also the training base for Chen Yi soldiers.
The word "separatist regime" suddenly jumped into Chen Heng’s eyes.
The boss laughed and said, "That’s right. Our hotel is for entertainment. Come here without making money."
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