Seven hundred and ninetieth chapters Danger emerges
While Feng Sizhe was waiting for the call, the call came. But what surprised him was that the call was not from Qin Tian, but from the landline number of Secretary-General Ding’s home. The phone number was Secretary-General Ding’s son Ding.
Forced.
"Hello, is this Zhao Mansion? I'm looking for Feng Sizhe." As soon as the call was connected, Ding Qiang's voice came from the other side.
"Hello, I am Feng Sizhe, may I ask who you are..." Feng Sizhe really didn't know much about this strange voice.
"Oh, you are Feng Sizhe. Nice to meet you. My name is Ding Qiang. I am the eldest son of Secretary-General Ding. Haha, I took the liberty of calling you. Actually, I just want to ask you for advice on something.
"As soon as I heard that the other party was Feng Sizhe, the voice over there immediately became polite.
"It turns out to be Mr. Ding. I'm glad to meet you. I just don't know what you have to do with me. I don't dare to ask for advice. Let's study it together." When Feng Sizhe heard that he was the son of Secretary-General Ding, he said
He was being polite. Even if he didn't want to make friends with this kind of person, he couldn't offend him easily.
"Haha, the situation is like this. When my father came home last night, he praised you very much. He said that you are very knowledgeable and know a lot about economics. As for me, I happen to be so knowledgeable.
I have a little spare money and want to do business. I just don’t know what industry to invest in. So I wanted to ask you to see if you can give me an idea. Of course, if there is money, can everyone make money? As long as the company makes money.
, your share will definitely be indispensable." Ding Qiang was very polite on the other end of the phone, and of course he also raised Feng Sizhe's position very high.
"Oh, so that's what happened. I just don't know how much spare money Mr. Ding has in his hands. Does he want to do long-term investment or short-term profit?" If it were an ordinary person, Feng Sizhe would not meddle in such noisy matters, but he is
Secretary-General Ding’s son is a different matter. Considering his future achievements, it is very worthwhile to have a good relationship with such a family member. Besides, it is just an idea to let the other party make some money.
, he just has this ability, so let’s help him.
"Haha, Mr. Feng is so happy. Well, I think it's not convenient to talk about the specific things on the phone. Why don't you come to my home? What do you think?" Ding Qiang smiled and invited Feng Sizhe to come to his home.
He thought that it would be a good idea to go to Secretary-General Ding's house. This would be a good way to promote contact between the two parties. Feng Sizhe didn't think too much about it, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay, Mr. Ding, please wait at home. I'll
Go immediately."
"Okay, then I'll be waiting for Master Feng at home, hahaha." Ding Qiang hung up the phone with satisfaction.
After Feng Sizhe hung up the phone, he stood up and walked out. As he walked, he shouted to Li Shuang, who lived in the side room, "Let's go, come out with me."
"Ah, it's so late, where are you going?" He Shasha heard the shouting and walked out of the room. This was not because he was in charge of Feng Sizhe, but because it was already dark. It depends on the time.
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, but he only asked out of concern.
Feng Sizhe could understand what the other party meant, "Haha, it was Secretary-General Ding's son who asked me to discuss something. I don't think it will take too long, so you can just lay down and pay attention. I will come back after I finish the work."
"Feng Sizhe explained his whereabouts to his newlywed wife He Shasha, and then drove away with Li Shuang.
Because he was going to Secretary-General Ding's house, Feng Sizhe did not let Chen Hu and the others follow him this time. Otherwise, if people knew that he had to bring three or five people with him to the leader's house, wouldn't he be called disrespectful?
But he is very careful and tries not to let anyone find any fault with him.
In this way, Feng Sizhe just called the driver Li Shuang and walked out of the Zhao family compound.
Not far from the Zhao family compound, someone was looking here and saw that Feng Sizhe had just brought a driver on the road. Someone immediately notified Wen Rujie using Mobile Phone.
Wen Rujie happily patted Ding Qiang who had walked out of the house, "Very good, Mr. Ding, you have done a good job in this matter. The next thing is up to me."
"Okay, then I wish Wen Shaoma success." Ding Qiang was also very happy. He could finally take care of Feng Sizhe. Then we will see how his father compares himself with this person.
"Haha, easy to say, easy to say. But don't forget, you still have a phone call to make." Wen Rujie smiled and looked at Ding Qiang and said.
"I know, I know, I will fight now, I will fight now." Ding Qiang smiled and took out the mobile phone he carried with him, and pulled it towards the Zhao family courtyard.
Feng Sizhe, who was sitting in the car, rang his mobile phone and reached out to pick up the call from Ding Qiang. "Master Feng? I'm Ding Qiang."
"Hello, Mr. Ding." Feng Sizhe greeted the other party politely.
"I'm really sorry. The situation is like this. After much thought, I decided not to discuss our matters at home. My father is actually opposed to my doing business because in his opinion, I am just taking advantage of his reputation.
It's just a cover to make money outside, so I think it's better not to let him know about our cooperation first, otherwise it will be a scam. I think we should make an appointment to talk at another place. I have already thought of the location.
What do you think of that French-owned western restaurant on Jingxi Road?"
Feng Sizhe really didn't think about it that much. Now that Ding Qiang reminded him, he also felt that if this was the case, it would be inappropriate to go to Ding's house to discuss this matter. Since the other party had already arranged other arrangements,
place, he also came out, so he might as well take a look. Then he said to the elder brother, "Okay, let's meet at that Western restaurant."
"Okay, I'll wait for you, Mr. Feng, here." Ding Qiang said happily when he heard Feng Sizhe agreed, and then hung up the phone.
"Li Shuang, let's go to the Western restaurant on Jingxi Road instead." Feng Sizhe reached out and patted Li Shuang who was driving in front of him, then sat in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest. Ding Qiang wanted to do business without telling his father, so it shouldn't be possible
There is too much money. If so, what kind of business should be introduced to others so that they can make more money in a short period of time? This really needs to be thought about.
Li Shuang drove the car very steadily and arrived at the French restaurant on Jingxi Road in about twenty minutes.
At that time, restaurants like this were just becoming popular in Kyoto, and many people came to try them out in order to keep up with the fashion. As a result, business here was booming. For example, the parking space in front of this Western restaurant was already occupied.
It was crowded with cars. Li Shuang's luck was pretty good. When he arrived, a car happened to leave, so he parked the car aside and waited for others to free up the parking space.
Two minutes later, the car left, and there was finally a place where he could get into his car, so Li Shuang drove the car towards an empty space.
It was too late, but it was so fast. Just when the head of Li Shuang's car had just plunged into the corner of the parking space, an ordinary Santana suddenly drove up from not far away. This car was as fast as an arrow leaving the string.
He rushed over and quickly hit the Audi driven by Li Shuang, who was unable to dodge.
Faced with this sudden situation, Li Shuang had no time to dodge. Even Feng Sizhe, who was sitting in the back row, was a little confused by this sudden situation. What kind of situation is this?
The car was hit, which directly caused the Audi's left front face to be completely dented. Seeing the car being hit like this, Li Shuang felt angry, so he pushed the door open and got out of the car to question the driver.
"Do you know how to drive? Why are you driving so fast? Look at what my car was like when it was hit..." Before Li Shuang could say anything, he had already rushed out of the other party's car.
Four big men came to Li Shuang. Each of them had a bucket of iron rods in their hands. Before Li Shuang could finish his words, the rods came crashing down on his head.
That is to say, Li Shuang is a soldier, so he must have quick reactions. When he saw that the situation was not good, he quickly dodged so as not to be hit. Otherwise, if he came down all at once, others would probably be lying on the ground unable to move.
Li Shuang quickly moved out of the way, and then saw him turning around and shouting loudly, "Boss, the situation is not good, run away."
Feng Sizhe, who was sitting in the car, had long noticed that something was wrong. Apart from anything else, he just saw that the other party was attacking hard, and he even brought a big iron bar with him. At a glance, he knew that he was prepared. He was watching.
The part where Li Shuang dodged was the body cover of the Audi car, which had a big crater after being hit by the iron rod. He knew that the other party was really going to be cruel.
Quickly pushing the door open, Feng Sizhe was about to escape from the car, looking for a way. However, when he started to move, more than a dozen similar people holding large irons appeared around the Audi car that was hit.
The men with iron rods surrounded the car, using the iron rods in their hands to constantly greet the car.
In an instant, all the glass around the Audi car shattered, and at the same time, the sound of the iron plates and iron rods hitting the car bumper was deafening, causing Feng Sizhe in the car to feel numbness in his scalp and his whole body.
Feeling a little stunned.
At this moment, if Feng Sizhe could not realize that this was a premeditated encirclement and annihilation battle, then his rebirth would have been in vain. Looking at the big men around him, they were holding iron rods, ready to smash themselves to death.
He quickly retreated to what he thought was the middle position in the back row, where he was at an equal distance from the left and right rear doors. Relatively speaking, it was also the place where these people had the farthest attack distance.