Tianbao Pavilion has a total of fifteen floors, and the highest one is also the fifteenth floor. The study room of Zhang Zhantian, the president of the Jidu Chamber of Commerce, is on this floor. The entire fifteenth floor is where he handles the affairs of the chamber of commerce.
The study is divided into two parts, one is a resting place for drinking tea and watching the scenery, and the other is a place for handling business affairs of the chamber of commerce.
As soon as Zhang Zhantian and Zhang Jingchen left the door of the Juyi Hall, they hurried up to the fifteenth floor. Zhang Zhantian frowned and sat on the sandalwood chair, and asked in a deep voice: "Jing Chen, what's going on?"
How did the pen user enter Tsukiji?"
He was very puzzled. He had clearly sent people around Tsukiji to keep an eye on it, so why would there be a bold person who claimed to be a pen writer going in?
"Someone just came to report that they should have crawled in through the underground stone channel." Zhang Jingchen said seriously.
"Climbed up the stone canal?" Zhang Zhantian couldn't help being surprised. He didn't expect that he had sneaked in this way. He had to admit that the two writers were very smart: "What is the situation now?"
"The situation is not optimistic." Zhang Jingchen shook his head again, "The two writers wrote very well in the past, but they will have no impact on our Jidu Chamber of Commerce. Mainly in the back, the godfather forcefully drove the writers away.
It has been written down and has been passed back to Zhuanbi Hall. Now almost everyone in Cangyuan City knows about it. If it spreads like this, I believe that the entire Jingzhou will know about it soon, but I have already sent people to Zhuanbi Hall.
Stopped."
As soon as he heard the word 'godfather', Zhang Zhantian became furious. He naturally knew who it was, and it was Yan Zhuo, his sworn brother when he was in a gang with him.
"This guy always knows how to cause trouble for me." Zhang Zhan said harshly, "Are those two pen writers from Cangyuan City Pen Hall?"
"Yes!" Zhang Jingchen nodded, "But I heard that he is not a real writer."
"Not a writer?" Zhang Zhantian sneered, and then said: "Since he is not a writer, then tell Hall Master Song to discipline him properly. You can also deal with any impact on the Chamber of Commerce."
"Yes, father." Zhang Jingchen nodded, and then asked: "What about the huge mansion that suddenly appeared behind Tsukiji?"
"Don't worry about it for now. Let's resolve the two things my father said first." Zhang Zhantian continued: "Ah, by the way, Jing Chen, send someone to call your godfather back for me."
In recent years, some strange events have often occurred in Jingzhou, and Zhang Zhantian has seen many of them with his own eyes, so he was not too surprised when he heard that the ancient house appeared out of thin air. Moreover, the main task at present is to first remove Yan.
The most important thing is to suppress the rumors that Zhuo used force to drive away the writer.
Although Yan Zhuo's temper and temperament are disgusting, even so, Zhang Zhantian, as the eldest brother, still has to stand up and wipe his ass. After all, he is a brother who has experienced death.
Besides, there were many things that he would do secretly to Yan Zhuo if it was not convenient for him to show up.
"Yes, father, I'll go right away." After saying that, Zhang Jingchen stood up and was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhang Zhantian.
Zhang Jingchen turned around and looked at Zhang Zhantian: "Father, do you have anything else?"
"Will Qianqian come back from your trip tomorrow?" Zhang Zhantian looked at Zhang Jingchen.
Zhang Jingchen nodded, "Yes, Uncle Su said, there will be a merchant ship at Hai hour tomorrow."
"Hai Shi?" Zhang Zhantian looked at the sky outside the window, thought for a moment and said, "It's getting late. You should go back and prepare to pick up Qianqian tomorrow. We can't delay this matter."
"Father, what about the Chamber of Commerce?" Zhang Jingchen asked hurriedly.
"The Chamber of Commerce has me, go ahead." Zhang Zhantian said.
Zhang Jingchen still wanted to speak, but Zhang Zhantian stood up and patted his shoulder, signaling him to leave. Zhang Jingchen hesitated, but finally turned around and walked out of the study.
Not long after Zhang Jingchen walked out, Zhang Zhantian's personal steward Xiao Yun walked in. Zhang Zhantian repeated what he said to Zhang Jingchen to the stewardess Xiao Yun.
After hearing this, the female steward hurriedly ran out of the study.
Zhang Zhantian walked to the window, looked at the long river outside that was as beautiful as a painting, and murmured: "Pearl Chamber of Commerce."
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To the west of Cangyuan City, there are mansions and gardens.
Li Qiantang stood outside the ruins of Tsukiji and released the carrier pigeon in his left hand. In his right hand, he was holding a letter from the Keto Chamber of Commerce.
At first, he thought that his position as manager was in danger, which scared him to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat. But when he opened it, he found that the president had just asked Director Yan to return to the Jidu Chamber of Commerce.
Li Qiantang turned his head and looked at Director Yan Zhuoyan, who was tired and sitting on the ground again. He then looked at the direction in which the writer was leaving. He couldn't help but feel happy. Fortunately, he was smart enough to kill the two writers as soon as they came out.
The pen messenger was sent out of Tsukiji, which extinguished a lot of the anger in Manager Yan's heart, otherwise he would have to suffer the consequences.
However, facing Yan Zhuo, whose face was still ferocious, Li Qiantang still did not dare to step forward, but he had to convey the words from the Chamber of Commerce.
So, Li Qiantang emboldened himself and walked up: "Yan... Mr. Yan."
"What's the matter?" As expected, Yan Zhuo was very impatient.
Li Qiantang smiled and said, "The Chamber of Commerce just...just sent a letter asking you to go back immediately."
"Go back?" Yan Zhuo asked angrily: "Li Qiantang, are you blind? Didn't you see that I was injured? Can you go back?"
After saying that, he coughed a few times symbolically. I don’t know if he was just pretending, or if he was really caught up in this moment.
Li Qiantang asked: "Well, Mr. Yan, how about I find a doctor for you first and then return to the Chamber of Commerce?"
"What the hell!" Yan Zhuo raised his leg and kicked Li Qiantang in the thigh, "Are you deaf? I have to tell you several times, don't go back, don't go back."
Li Qiantang covered his legs in grievance, "But Mr. Yan, this is the president's wish."
"What?" Yan Zhuo was surprised, "My eldest brother?"
Li Qiantang held back the pain in his leg and nodded: "It's Manager Yan. It seems that the president already knows about what happened in the valley, so he asked you to go back."
"How did my elder brother know!" Yan Zhuo murmured, and suddenly he thought of the two writers, one man and one woman. It seemed that all his actions had been written down.
Wanting to understand everything, Yan Zhuo hurriedly raised his head, "Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you help me get up?"
Hearing this, Li Qiantang ignored his own legs and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yan Zhuo up, but he suddenly thought of something: "Ah, by the way, Mr. Yan, the little Taoist priest you are looking for,
We left before we entered the valley."
"I can't control that much anymore. I have to return to the Chamber of Commerce as soon as possible." Although Yan Zhuo's words contained the word "I", there was obviously a hint of fear in them.
Yan Zhuo has been involved in all the major gangs in the world for many years, and there are not many people he can be afraid of, but his eldest brother Zhang Zhantian is one of them.
Yan Zhuo said, "Let's go, you drive the car for me."
Li Qiantang replied "Yes" and helped Yan Zhuo walk step by step in the direction of the carriage.