About half an hour later, Zheng Man'er, who was sitting a little uncomfortable all over, saw the figure swaying at the entrance.
She put down her cell phone that was handling business and stood up.
"Zheng Fangtou, sir, please come and see you."
Secretary Tang smiled slightly and signaled Zheng Man'er to follow him.
The Siheyuan, which looks like a winding path, actually covers a very large area. If no one leads the way, it will probably not be able to find its destination.
Soon, Secretary Tang stayed Zheng Man'er at Fengbo Pavilion in the back garden. This place was as warm as spring and made people feel refreshed.
In the middle of Fengbo Pavilion, there is a small stone table with a few exquisite side dishes on the table. However, if you look closely, it is basically all peanuts, radishes and other village things, except for that.
Bowl of mixed grains and rice.
Just as he was about to pick up his job, the man who looked about in his fifties raised his head, looked at Zheng Man'er with a smile, and said, "Man'er, why are you here?"
"Aren't you presided over the ninth branch in Yanjing?"
"Does there be any problems?"
The man who spoke was amiable. Judging from his appearance, he looked like an old man who swept the floor by the street, and his temperament was nothing special.
But, he is the head of the Zhen family, who controls the Zhen family in the Demon City, and Zhen Ziqiang.
He stood up on his own initiative, enthusiastically pulled a chair, and greeted Zheng Man'er: "Come on, sit down quickly."
"It's rare that guests will arrive while I'm having a meal."
"Quick, add an extra pair of chopsticks."
"Man'er, don't be polite to me!"
Zheng Man'er hesitated for a while, then sat in front of the stone table and whispered: "Thank you, the head of the family."
"But you don't need to add chopsticks. I've used refreshments outside just now."
Zhen Ziqiang was slightly stunned, then chuckled and said, "That's right, you young people don't like these peanuts and radishes."
"Well, let's talk short, did you encounter any big deal if you use your annual privilege?"
“That’s how it is.”
Zheng Man'er didn't talk nonsense, but spoke directly.
"Yesterday, my sister Zheng Xiaoxuan offended a group of people in Yanjing."
"There are people from the Tang family in the United States and people from the Ning family in Yanjing."
"There is nothing in the American Tang family, we can solve the problem by ourselves."
"But the Ning family in Yanjing is indeed not something we can afford to provoke."
"I hope you, the head of the family, can calm this matter."
"In return, I will willingly give up the position of the ninth house head!"
Speaking of this, Zheng Man'er stood up and bowed deeply.
Hearing this, Zhen Ziqiang smiled faintly and said, "You are talking about this. I read the report not long ago."
"I can only say that the Ning family in Yanjing did not care about the friendship between the same spirit..."
Zheng Man'er whispered: "This is wrong with my mother, but even so, I don't want my sister to be in trouble."
"So, I hope the head of the family can make an exception."
"How come you, a child, are you so indifferent to your words and actions?"
Zhen Ziqiang put down his chopsticks and looked stern.
"You are the head of our ninth branch. If you have the chance to join the direct line in the future, of course I will take care of your affairs!"
"And, this incident was originally wrong for them. If they didn't teach them any unforgettable lessons, others thought that our Zhen family in the Demon City had already declined!"