The secretary also has a secretary. After Fang Yan took a taxi to the address on the information, Zhang Jianjun's secretary had been waiting at the intersection for a long time.

Seeing the taxi stop, Li Mingyun quickly walked over to help open the door of the rear car, and protected Fang Yan from touching his head with his hands. He said respectfully: "Mr. Fang, it's not convenient for the boss to come out, he's waiting for you in the private room."

Zhang Jianjun is the secretary of the leader and a close minister of the emperor. He is in such a sensitive and critical position as he wants to befriend him every day. If he stands on the side of the road to welcome guests, he may be able to line up at the west gate of Xuanwu Gate.

Of course, it is also possible that Zhang Jianjun felt that Fang Yan was not worthy of coming out to greet him in person.

Fang Yan raised his foot, shook hands with Li Mingyun, and said with a smile: "Our children in the world are not careful of the details-"

"Please here." Li Mingyun made an invitation gesture and walked to the front to lead the way. The young man was very young, but he was quick-witted and very sensible in his work. Fang Yan thought to himself, maybe the best talents in China are fighting in the system, right?

I followed the corner of the red wall, turned left and right, and walked hundreds of meters away, and then stopped at a intersection of a bluestone alley.

Li Mingyun walked to the door of the first courtyard at the entrance of the alley, gently locked the door lock. The wooden door opened, and a beautiful woman in a palace outfit bent her knees with a smile on her face and said, "I'er pays homage to my master."

Li Mingyun waved his hand and said, "Our children in the world are not careful about the details-"

Instead, I learned Fang Yan's words and applied them to them.

The woman was about to lead the way, Li Mingyun waved his hand and said, "I know the way."

Red walls and green tiles, a traditional courtyard hotel, is similar to the popular private dishes outside.

Li Mingyun pushed open the wooden door of the Tianzi box and said to Zhang Jianjun who was sitting upright drinking tea inside: "Boss, Mr. Fang is here - can I serve the food?"

"Wait first. There is another customer who hasn't arrived." Zhang Jianjun said.

While talking, Zhang Jianjun put down the teacup in his hand and took the initiative to come over to shake hands with Fang Yan.

"The people who are all engaged in this area are acquaintances. As soon as you go out, you have to greet them. So just hide here and look quiet for a while - wait for Brother Fang Yan, don't take it seriously. We have a long way to go." Zhang Jianjun tried very hard when shook hands, and he knew he was a soldier at a glance.

"Brother Jianjun is so polite." Fang Yan said with a smile.

Zhang Jianjun made an invitation gesture and said, "Let's have a tea first, and there is another good brother who wants to come--"

Fang Yan was curious about what kind of person he needed to wait for Zhang Jianjun himself, but he didn't ask this question. He looked at the antique decorations in the box and said with a smile: "This is a good place, and most people really can't find it-"

Zhang Jianjun smiled and said, "It's all a group of people who think they are awesome to show off here. They are not open to the public in normal times and need to introduce them to them by acquaintances. Today's businesses, in order to satisfy the selfish desires of some people, they can come up with any kind of creativity."

"It is normal for businessmen to pursue profits." Fang Yan said with a smile. "People have selfishness, all selfish desires, and selfish desires. Someone will stand up to satisfy the selfishness and desires of those people - as long as they do not violate the law, they cannot be wrong. It's just that everyone wants to be the object of serving. Everyone lives so hard, and seizes every opportunity that seems trivial and refuses to let go. Isn't that just for this goal?"

Zhang Jianjun looked at Fang Yan thoughtfully and said, "To be honest, you are younger than I thought-"

Fang Yan squinted his eyes and smiled, asking, "How old do you imagine I should be?"

Zhang Jianjun did not answer Fang Yan's question, but held the teacup and said calmly: "I used to gather here often, but the person who came at that time was Bai Xiu--"

"Bai Xiu asked for leave, so I'll work for him for a few days." Fang Yan's smile on his face became even brighter, and he looked like he was not scheming.

"I know what Yanziwu is like, and I also know how much the leader attaches importance to Yanziwu. When I saw Bai Xiu, I thought he was the future of Yanziwu. But what I didn't expect was that the person who I took for granted and thought it was the future could never come again-"

"Brother Jianjun is very sad?"

"I just have some feelings." Zhang Jianjun said: "The people who used to drink and chat on the same table will never see each other again. I have to say that life is impermanent." Fang Yan smiled and said: "Yes, life is impermanent. So I think people should keep their true hearts, not do bad things, and not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

"What is the fault? Why not?" Zhang Jianjun smiled and said, "Most of the time, people just want to make the cup of fragrant tea in their hands, a bowl of food on the table, and the seat under their butt-"

"Whether it is for a cup of tea or a bowl of food, or perhaps for the position of the chair under your butt, you need to follow the right path and do good things. Why do farmers sleep soundly at night? It is because every meal they have to earn from their own hard work. They have worked hard and sweat, and they are fearless and guilty. According to health science, if there are fewer distractions, people will naturally live longer."

Zhang Jianjun smiled and nodded, saying, "So, they have always been farmers?"

"Farmers have their way of giving, merchants have their way of giving, and officials are the same - flexible but not illegal, flexible but not cross the line, is this a successful politician, right?"

"What if someone crossed the line in violation of regulations?"

"A gentleman does not stand under the wall." Fang Yan said: "For those who abide by the rules, those people are walls and may be pushed down at any time-"

Zhang Jianjun sighed softly, looked at Fang Yan and said, "It is really not easy to be able to keep one's heart at a young age."

"I am a Tai Chi. The most basic condition for Tai Chi is to have qi in my heart - what kind of qi is that qi? It is righteous, it is grand, it is also clear and bright, it is the qi of mountains, rivers, and the qi of sun, moon, and stars. How can people who walk in the dark night all day see this qi of positive, grand, mountains, rivers, and stars and stars?"

Zhang Jianjun was silent for a long time and said, "No wonder the leader looks down on you, you should become an official."

Fang Yan shook his head and said, "Any field - I need a good person like me who has a limit on principles."

“—”

Zhang Jianjun was stunned for a while, then burst into laughter.

Fang Yan also laughed, and his eyes became cold as he smiled.

Has murderous intent!

This murderous aura was not emitted by Zhang Jianjun beside him, but was conveyed from outside the door.

The murderous aura penetrated the wall and rushed over, proving that this person was extremely strong.

However, people with such strong strength can have a way to control their murderous aura and not leak out, but he does not cover it up, proving that the other party just wants to give him some oppression and has no intention of hurting others-

"The guest is here." Fang Yan said.

"Is that true?" Zhang Jianjun turned around and looked, but did not see the guest.

A few seconds later, the door of the room was pushed open, and a young man in black dress appeared at the door of the private room.

Before the man entered the house, a sharp aura attacked the people in the house.

His gaze directly ignored Zhang Jianjun, who was the master, and swept towards Fang Yan.

The two looked at each other, feeling like an ice saber towards the frost sword.

If a man refuses to avoid giving in, Fang Yan is even more unlikely to retreat - it's just a staring game. He practiced when he was a child, and he still doesn't believe that he can't waste you to death.

Zhang Jianjun originally wanted to stand up and give an introduction, but when he got up halfway, he found that the two were in a bad condition, and sat back with a smile on his face.

He wanted to see how these two people ended.

Thirty seconds, fifty seconds, one minute—

Li Mingyun appeared at the door again, looked at the man blocking the door, and said, "Mr. Gongsun, why don't you go in and have tea?"

The man in black broke his skills and glanced at Li Mingyun with dissatisfaction, raised his foot and walked into the private room.

Zhang Jianjun then stood up, looked at the man in black and said, "Gongsun, I'm waiting for you to come-"

He pointed to Fang Yan who was sitting in his seat and said, "This is Fang Yanwu Fang Yan, you will get closer in the future."

He pointed to the man in black and said to Fang Yan: "Gongsun Qi, the disciple of Shenlong - known as Xiao Shenlong."

Fang Yan's expression froze, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent when he looked at Gongsun Qi.

Is this the disciple of Shenlong Gongsun Qi?

He knew that the dragon had entered the Red Wall in the early years and became the "Xuan" ministry dedicated to serving the security of the head of state. It is said that there are several experts in the Xuan tribe who are in charge, and those with weaker strength can reach the level of the quasi-Heaven Dao Realm.

Although you will lose some freedom in your behavior when you are trapped in the red wall, there are countless geniuses and treasures in the red wall, and you can meet all the requirements.

At their level, they not only rely on self-cultivation, but also on medicinal practice and magical instrument practice. Just as some Western magicians need some big families to provide them with countless magic crystals, these monks also need various medicinal materials to replenish their bodies and various strange beasts and stones to improve themselves. Who else is richer than the country's big money owner?

Gongsun Qi raised his eyebrows, stared at Fang Yan with a cold look, and said, "You want to kill me."

There was a flash of swords in Fang Yan's eyes. How could Gongsun Qi not see it?

"How could that happen?" Fang Yan waved his hand with a smile, looking at Gongsun Qi with a good look on his face, and said, "I want to kill your master."
Chapter completed!