Chapter 180 New President of the Chamber of Commerce
"Alive?" Shao Peichen repeated in confusion.
Chen Jinjun nodded and continued: "After a while, when Zhu Hong's picket period is over, we still need Master Shao to resurrect and take charge of the situation in the northwest."
"Zhu Hong?" Shao Peichen asked, "I know very well what he has done. He may be very happy when I die. He probably wants to beat gongs and drums and set up a few tables."
Speaking of his old boss Zhu Hong, Chairman of the National Committee of the Communist Party of China, Shao Peichen's expression was clear with disdain.
"But now that he is dead, all the hatred in the past has dissipated." Huo Tingyu looked at Shao Peichen.
Shao Peichen snorted: "So, when the time comes, we will still be on opposite sides and will meet on the battlefield."
Huo Tingyu shook his head.
"Isn't it?" Shao Peichen asked Huo Tingyu.
"No, Mr. Shao needs to know that the situation is changing far faster than you and I imagined."
Huo Tingyu shook his head gently, as if he was sure that every step in the future would be as he expected.
Shao Peichen nodded heavily: "Then let's wait and see?"
Chen Jinjun smiled: "We'll see."
For some reason, Shao Peichen always felt that he had overlooked something when looking at Chen Jinjun and Huo Tingyu who were so confident.
In the south of Yongzhou City, Wangji Temple.
Master Yuanhui struck his wooden fish as usual and twisted the rosary beads in his hand.
"Shao Peichen is dead." Du Yu's voice sounded behind him.
The wooden fish sound missed a beat.
"The man was poisoned by his own maid, and then the woman set fire to the body and burned it."
The wooden fish sound missed another beat.
Seeing that Master Yuanhui didn't respond, Du Yu sighed faintly: "Everyone is dead, why don't we take a look."
The sound of the wooden fish was slightly faster.
Master Yuanhui slowly opened his eyes: "The poor monk's name is Yuanhui. He has been a monk for decades and has forgotten most of the things in the secular world."
"So, do you want to go and see him when he is buried?" Du Yu ignored Master Yuanhui's self-deception and just said to himself.
Yuan Hui said nothing, but continued to knock on her wooden fish.
"It is said that... people from the Republic of China government wanted him to return to his roots and take him back to Jiangnan for burial."
The sound of the wooden fish stopped suddenly, and Master Yuan Hui sighed and said quietly: "I'm afraid it's not the Yongzhou government, but Zhu Hong's one-sided words."
"How could he have the nerve to say this?"
His voice was full of anger, and there was no trace of the words that the usually unwavering Master Yuan Hui could say.
Du Yu had an expected expression: "Didn't you just say without caring at all, dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust?"
Master Yuan Hui slowly stood up from his futon and said, "I won't say anything to anyone who says fallen leaves return to their roots, but it was Zhu Hong."
He closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and recited Amitabha.
"So, do you want to see him for the last time?" Du Yu called out to Master Yuanhui.
Master Yuan Hui paused as he walked to the backyard: "No, when Zhu Hong dies, it won't be too late for me to carry Zhu Hong's dog head and go to his tombstone to cry."
He rarely used the title "me" instead of "poor monk".
Du Yu smiled: "They talk about being unrelated, talk about staying away from the world, and talk about saving all sentient beings, but in the end they have not truly kept the six roots pure and free from dust."
"Amitabha." Master Yuanhui walked step by step towards the backyard of Wangji Temple.
Du Yu followed and saw Master Yuanhui writing a tablet for Shao Peichen.
"Are you trying to save him?" Du Yu said suddenly.
Master Yuanhui ignored Du Yu who was standing beside him, and just focused on his own business, setting up a memorial tablet and offering incense to his last blood relative.
God knows, when he was writing the memorial tablet, his mind went blank.
Zhu Hong, damn it.
This is the only "evil thought" in Master Yuanhui's mind as a monk.
On the Yongzhou government side, Chen Jinjun watched Huo Tingyu arrange the declaration of war one by one, and finally asked him: "Now, can the commander come to the banquet with me?"
Huo Tingyu then remembered that the last show for the opening of the theater ended yesterday, and today happened to be the celebration banquet.
Both he and Chen Jinjun must be present.
The attendees at this celebration banquet were basically Yongzhou businessmen who had previously worked with the Chen family in other shops around the theater.
The popularity of Miaoyin Tower during this period has made the surrounding merchants make a fortune.
Huo Tingyu was sitting in the car, staring at the Huoford gate, as if he and Chen Jinjun had gone to the Yongzhou Chamber of Commerce banquet before the Chinese New Year.
After a while, Chen Jinjun walked out of it.
It was very rare that Chen Jinjun wore a black flag suit with a few silk flowers hanging sideways on his head.
For a moment, Huo Tingyu saw in Chen Jinjun the glorious but broken scene of the previous dynasty.
Chen Jinjun got in the car and sat next to Huo Tingyu, and they went to the banquet together.
What is different from the last Yongzhou Chamber of Commerce banquet is that the organizer of this banquet is the Chen family.
When they arrived at the banquet courtyard, Huo Tingyu waited for his adjutant to open the car door for him, and immediately walked around from the back of the car to Chen Jinjun's side.
The adjutant on the side who was about to open the door for Chen Jinjun looked confused and looked at the back of his handsome man.
Chen Jinjun sat in the car and looked at Huo Tingyu's hand that came in: "The commander will open the door for me personally?"
Huo Tingyu smiled at Chen Jinjun.
Chen Jinjun raised his hand and naturally placed it on Huo Tingyu's hand.
Huo Tingyu suddenly held Chen Jinjun's hand, and his whole person seemed a little more solemn for no reason.
The door of the banquet hall slowly opened, and Chen Jinjun saw many familiar faces inside.
In the entire banquet, in addition to the various shopkeepers of the Chen family, there were even a group of resident actors from the big theater. Chen Jinjun looked around carefully and found several figures he had seen in the Yongzhou government in the past, as well as a group of Yongzhou people.
merchant.
Chen Jinjun put his hand on Huo Tingyu's arm and walked into the banquet step by step.
Yu Ce was talking to Su Niang and did not notice Chen Jinjun's arrival at the first time. Su Niang slapped Yu Ce angrily, and Yu Ce came to his senses and stood up to greet Chen Jinjun.
Obviously, the protagonists of this banquet are Chen Jinjun and Huo Tingyu, that is, the Chen family and the government.
Chen Jinjun smiled and greeted the businessmen he was working with. When he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Boss Nian on the side.
"Let me tell you, since the last president was found to have done those unforgivable things, it has been a long time since anyone in Yongzhou has come forward to preside over the Chamber of Commerce."
Boss Nian raised the wine glass in his hand and raised it to Chen Jinjun.
Somehow, when Chen Jinjun looked at the smile on Boss Nian's face, he always felt that even if the banquet was hosted by the Chen family, there still couldn't be only the Chen family at the banquet.
As soon as Boss Nian finished speaking, the entire banquet was in an uproar.
There was so much noise that Chen Jinjun could not hear the details clearly.
Huo Tingyu said, "I think so too."
Chen Jinjun looked at Huo Tingyu in confusion.
Huo Tingyu turned to look at Chen Jinjun and continued: "If you ask me, the president of Yongzhou Chamber of Commerce should be Chen Dongjia."
Chen Jinjun looked at Huo Tingyu in disbelief.
Huo Tingyu nodded at Chen Jinjun.
But before Chen Jinjun and the uninformed people could react, Boss Nian, who had been tricked by Huo Tingyu early on, had already confirmed the matter.
"Nian Shi is here to congratulate Chen Dong's family. From now on, he should be called President Chen."