Master Jiu can be regarded as a great figure in future generations, and his conduct in life is certainly unparalleled.

Dao Er sent Li Zhenjun and others away, leaving him alone in the room.

The smile on his face has not faded, which is enough to show the person's character.

Picking up the tea cup and drinking Mingqian Longjing leisurely, Jiuye's eyes flashed with strange light, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Let’s talk about Li Zhenjun and the others who were sent away by Dao Er.

Li Zhenjun and others were walking on the street. Xu Zesheng looked around and hesitated to speak.

Of course Li Zhenjun noticed Xu Zesheng's expression.

"Brother Xu, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Don't hold it in your heart anymore." Li Zhenjun said calmly, and he could guess what Xu Zesheng wanted to say.

Seeing that Li Zhenjun had said this, Xu Zesheng gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Li, maybe you don't know the name of Master Jiu here in Shangjing. You shouldn't be so confident that you should make friends with Master Jiu in Shangjing.

Many things will be convenient."

As he spoke, Xu Zesheng lowered his voice: "He is just a smiling tiger. He has many people under his command, and he dares to be ruthless."

As he said this, Xu Zesheng blamed himself a little and said: "It's still my fault for not understanding it clearly."

Li Zhenjun glanced at Xu Zesheng in surprise, then smiled.

"I don't blame you, I took the initiative to ask you."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to you. Master Jiu's family has a great business, so it's not his fault to do things that harm his reputation."

Li Zhenjun sees this very clearly.

Master Jiu would not be stupid enough to do this kind of thing. If he was jealous of the customers who came to trade and took advantage of others, his reputation would be ruined in Shangjing City once word spread.

And once the reputation becomes bad, it will be completely over among the three sects and nine streams in Shangjing City.

Master Jiu is not a fool. There is no way he would do such a thing that would end his own future.

And it is even more impossible for his subordinates to do this secretly without telling him. The look in Dao Er's eyes when he looked at him said it all.

But that’s what I say, don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected.

Since ancient times, wealth and silk have moved people's hearts, but they are all mortals and not saints. This is what Xu Zesheng is worried about.

In fact, what he is most worried about is that he will offend Master Jiu. Although he is not a member of the Jianghu community and is not a member of the Jianghu community, he has to make a living in Shangjing City, so it is inevitable that he will still come into contact sometimes.

Xu Zesheng was a little anxious and forgot that Li Zhenjun was not from Beijing.

Now Li Zhenjun is just a passerby to Shangjing City.

Xu Zesheng said nothing more.

It is true that he is a little worried about Li Zhenjun. In his eyes, Li Zhenjun is a big shot with a background, and he will not necessarily suffer if there is a conflict.

So he is more worried about himself.

When Li Zhenjun leaves, he will be just a small figure, and he cannot afford to be involved.

Xu Zesheng sighed inwardly.

Li Zhenjun, who has lived in two generations, knew what Xu Zesheng was thinking at this time, but he did not say much.

This kind of thing is Xu Zesheng's own choice. Since he has chosen, he has to bear it. What's more, when Li Zhenjun agreed to give Xu Zesheng a carriage, he no longer owed him anything.

On the contrary, Xu Zesheng owes Li Zhenjun.

Noon.

Dao Er personally came to invite Li Zhenjun to a banquet at Fumanlou.

Fumanlou is a famous old restaurant in Beijing.

It has been standing in Shangjing City as early as the last century. Although it was closed due to some irresistible factors, it was reopened in the 1960s and continues to this day.

The decoration style of Fuman Building maintains the style of the last century, with a strong Tang style.

The appearance of Fuman Tower is in the palace architectural style, and it is magnificent. On the red door hangs a plaque with three characters "Fuman Tower".

"It's my ninth honor to be honored by Brother Li!"

When Master Jiu saw Li Zhenjun, he quickly stood up to greet him and said with a loud smile.

"Master Jiu is serious." Li Zhenjun smiled, "It's my honor to be invited by Master Jiu, how dare I not come."

"Hahaha, you're welcome, sit down quickly, sit down quickly." Master Jiu made a gesture of invitation.

Li Zhenjun also maintained his etiquette and made a gesture of invitation.

"Master Jiu, please."

The food on the dining table is very unique, with the most popular Shandong cuisine among the eight major cuisines, including Anhui cuisine and Jiangsu cuisine.

All kinds of dishes are delicious and delicious. I heard that the ancestors of the Fumanlou chef were once palace chefs, and this has been passed down from generation to generation.

At the dinner table, Master Jiu didn't talk to Li Zhenjun about anything about making a fortune. They kept talking about insignificant things.

I have to say that Lord Jiu is an extremely shrewd person, yes, he is shrewd.

He understands people's hearts very well, and he praises Li Zhenjun both inside and outside his words, but he doesn't make people feel disgusted at all, which is just right.

To put it in the most simple and understandable terms, it means talking to people and talking to ghosts.

Master Jiu is very powerful.

This is the conclusion Li Zhenjun came to through his words and deeds.

What happened in the morning seemed to Jiuye to have never happened before.

Li Zhenjun was not surprised or surprised at all that Master Jiu could become a talker among the three sects and nine schools of Shangjing City in later generations, and become a giant whose skills reached the sky.

At this moment, Master Jiu laughed boldly, holding a wine glass and chatting happily with Li Zhenjun.

For a person who already has some reputation in the capital to do this to Li Zhenjun, who is just a fledgling at this time, is enough to show how powerful this person is.

After a dinner, Jiuye and Li Zhenjun had a very happy conversation, and he even wished he could sworn sworn brothers with Li Zhenjun on the spot.

When Li Zhenjun left, the smile on Master Jiu's face gradually faded, he put down the wine glass in his hand, and his eyes that were a little drunk immediately returned to clarity.

If Wu Jian saw Jiu Ye's appearance at this time, he would be shocked, because there is a huge difference between his appearance now and his drunken appearance just now.

"Master Jiu, I have already sent you away."

After sending Li Zhenjun and his party away, Dao Er returned to the private room and spoke respectfully next to Master Jiu.

Master Jiu nodded, turned to glance at Dao Er and asked, "Dao Er, what do you think of Li Zhenjun?"

Dao Er thought for a while and said in a respectful tone: "Master Jiu, I don't know whether to say something or not."

Hearing this, Master Jiu turned his head and cursed with a smile: "You have been with me for so long. If there is anything you can't say, just say it."

Hearing this, Dao Er looked grateful, and then said respectfully.

"Master Jiu, I feel that his eyes are very similar to the way he looked when I first saw you."

Hearing this, Master Jiu was slightly startled, his eyes became deep, and he muttered something in a low voice, but Dao Er didn't hear it clearly.

If Li Zhenjun were present at this time, he would definitely sneer at Dao Er's words.

Li Zhenjun knows very well what Master Jiu does and what achievements he can achieve.

However, even though he had as many hands and feet as an ox, his wrists were as high as the sky, and he was an expert in all three religions and sects in Shangjing City, he still did not end well in the end.

Perhaps when he compromised and accepted something, it was already destined that he would not have a good result.

What Li Zhenjun wants is completely different from what Jiuye wants. The two of them are not from the same world.

Li Zhenjun has great ambitions, and his ambitions are so big that anyone would be frightened if he told them.

A man lives two lives, and the unruliness in his heart is like a soaring eagle. No one can make him lower his head and fall down.

Men have their own pride, as proud as the scorching sun hanging high in the sky. It is absolutely impossible for him to be like Jiu Ye.

What men want is not a fleeting castle in the pan.
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