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"Have you ever figured out the reason why the two comrades Cai Mingshui and Qian tomorrow changed their attitudes so much? It is estimated that Ning Quanshui has also come forward on this matter. What made these three comrades change their attitudes so much? The root cause must be Jianghua's
Is it on Ye Fan?" asked Mr. Yu.
"I think so. This person is very young, so young that it's scary. But this person is so young that he is actually the assistant to the governor of Southern Yunnan Province. It is said that he is treated as a comrade at the deputy ministerial level. I thought he came from a big family in the capital.
The core tribesman, but after checking, it is not." Chen Rehuo said.
"Hahaha, I think I've heard people talk about this person. I guess that's the reason." Mr. Yu suddenly laughed.
"Mr. Yu has also heard of him. I would like to ask Mr. Yu to tell me who he is. I'm worried that if I accidentally get into trouble, everyone will end up having a hard time. Everyone in this capital city is an acquaintance.
Really?" Chen Rehuo was stunned and asked quickly.
"I recently received an invitation. I asked someone to take it out for you to see." Mr. Yu smiled mysteriously and asked his aunt to take out an ordinary invitation.
Chen Rehuo took it respectfully with both hands and opened it carefully.
When the signature of the person who sent the invitation was scanned - Zhao Baogang, Chen Rehuo's breathing became much faster.
"Mr. Zhao is going to take in his granddaughter. What a happy event." Chen Rehuo returned it to Mr. Yu with both hands and said with a smile.
"Haha, did you see clearly the name of the goddaughter my old friend received?" Yu Lao laughed and asked someone to take the invitation back. "My old friend didn't send many invitations, just dozens."
"Ye Qinglian, I don't know whose granddaughter she is. What a good luck to be favored by Mr. Zhao. What a good luck." Chen Rehuo is really jealous of this, the Zhao family is now established again.
The shadow of Zhao Baogang's retirement has been cleared away. Because the two brothers Zhao Changshan and Zhao Kuo, one is in politics and the other is in the military.
Zhao Changshan is now a member of the Political Committee, and Zhao Kuo has been promoted to general and commander of a certain military region.
In Chinese politics, the Zhao family has returned to the heyday of Zhao Baogang. The Zhao family has returned to the top families in the capital.
"Her father's name is Ye Fan, and coincidentally, he works in Southern Yunnan Province. Do you think these two people are the same person?" Mr. Yu's words were shocking.
Chen Rehuo, such a calm person, actually had his hands shaking, and the shock on his face could no longer be concealed.
"No wonder. No wonder..." Chen Rehuo's face was so gloomy. It was so gloomy that it almost started raining.
"Heat. There are some things that need to be taken a step back. In fact, you can sit down and have a good talk with Mark."
Moreover, I have already seen from your conversation just now that your Shuidong Group must have done something about the demolition compensation.
Moreover, the compensation given to the Jianghua District Office in Beijing is too little. As long as the conditions are good, why don't they transfer it to you?
This matter will definitely not work if you force it. Ye Fan also has another identity, the son-in-law of the Qiao Family Courtyard.
So, you should think carefully about this matter. You are a businessman and you need to be careful every step you take. When doing business, you have to pay attention to some relationships. I will not go into details about this, you know." Mr. Yu's expression changed.
He became serious.
"I understand, I will handle this matter properly." Chen Rehuo nodded. In fact, his heart was about to explode with anger.
"Qiao Yuanshan's son-in-law, Zhao Baogang adopted his daughter as his god-granddaughter, so wouldn't it be that Ye Fan and Zhao Changshan, a big shot, can be called brothers?" After hearing this, several guys from the Chen family suddenly choked on their tea and coughed.
It was dark and dark.
"No wonder he is so arrogant, that's how it is." Chen Kui sighed, his face filled with dark clouds.
"Uncle, you should handle this matter in person. Your attitude must be sincere and you can agree to the appropriate conditions proposed by Mark." Chen Rehuo put the teacup on the table.
"What if that guy opens his mouth?" Chen Kuihei said with a sullen face.
"What I said is appropriate. Of course, you can inform me of their requests at any time. Some things can be considered as appropriate. But it does not mean that our Chen family has no bottom line." Chen Re said with a straight face.
"Assistant Ye, just now a man named Chen Rehuo from the Chen family, which controls Shuidong Group, came over. He said he wanted to meet you to discuss some matters."
"I don't have time tonight, so I'll ask him to come to the Beijing Office for talks tomorrow morning." Ye Fan snorted.
At eight o'clock in the evening, news came from Zhang Yinhao. Master Qi appeared at Wangyue Tower next to Panjiayuan's house.
Ye Fan took Niu Ba straight to Wangyue Tower.
Wangyue Tower is indeed very unique, not to mention typical Beijing buildings. The furnishings in the building are actually all fake antiques. They seem to match the items sold here in Panjiayuanzi.
Along the wooden stairs, Zhang Yinhao led Ye Fan and Niu Ba up to the second floor.
"He is Master Qi." Zhang Yinhao whispered in Ye Fan's ear to an old guy sitting by the window.
The old guy made no secret of his one eye because he was wearing sunglasses, but the sunglasses had a lens on one side and a frame on the other.
Wearing traditional Chinese national costumes, a green cloth robe and black thick-soled cloth shoes. A typical Qing Dynasty leisure person's dress.
There was a birdcage beside him, and a myna in it said a few "human words" from time to time.
He was sitting alone, with a few dishes of Lao Yanjing's side dishes on the table. Roasted duck legs with peanuts and a bowl of tofu pudding.
There was a bottle of Liaodong Shao Daozi, and a small porcelain cup was placed in front of it, which was about half a tael.
Qi Ye drank it in one gulp every time, then frowned, picked up the peanuts, popped them into his mouth and chewed them.
"Master Qi, why are you interested in coming to Wangyue Tower today?" Zhang Yinhao said hello cheerfully.
"Haha, I'm old and useless. It's not like a young kid like you who can still jump around. It's a good thing." Master Qi glanced at Zhang Yinhao and said with a smile.
"Master Qi is not old. He can really stretch his legs much better than Xiao Zhang and I." Zhang Yinhao looked at the two iron balls that were constantly rubbing in Master Qi's hands.
It was black and flaxen. Ye Fan glanced at it with his eagle eyes and found that it was not iron guts, but seemed to have the luster of wood. He thought it was strange, how could this wooden guts hit someone when it was so light?
"Hahaha..." Master Qi suddenly laughed heartily, and Ye Fan could feel the domineering aura of this guy.
This laughter was full of Qi Ye's strong inner energy, and it bounced off the wall, making people's eardrums buzz. Fortunately, there was no one else on the second floor at the moment, otherwise, it would really scare people.
The old guy's skills are not low. However, Ye Fan can't figure out the true strength of Master Qi.
Because, the laughter only overflowed some inner energy, and was not a true portrayal of Qi Ye’s whole body’s inner energy.
However, from this point of internal energy, Ye Fan can be sure that this person's power will not be lower than the eighth level, and it should be higher.
"It's a pity that he is a descendant of the Zhang family." After the seventh master finished laughing, he actually shook his head, looking quite shocked.
"I don't understand what Master Qi is saying." Zhang Yinhao asked with a smile.
"Look, your Zhang family's old business has all been ruined by you. There are very few talents in this industry now. Only your old Zhang family still has one or two who can catch your eye. The rest of them are all bullshit. They don't even have a coffin.
If you dare to do this business even if you don't understand it, you are almost courting death." Master Qi snorted, seemingly testing Zhang Yinhao.
"Didn't Master Qi also take a break from cooking?" Ye Fan interrupted and laughed.
"Who is this young master?" Master Qi half-squinted his eyes and glanced at Mark.
"You can't call me Young Master, just call me Ye Fan." Ye Fan looked calm and sat down on the wooden chair opposite him without Master Qi's permission. He said to Niu Ba, "How many dishes are there?"
Great food, bring me a bottle of wine."
Niu Ba cupped his fists and asked the waiter to order. Then he carefully took out a bottle of wine from an exquisite wooden box. He also took out a wooden cup, opened the wine and poured it carefully for Ye Fan.
One cup.
"Sorry Master Qi, this Mr. Ye was introduced by an old customer of mine." Zhang Yinhao apologized.
"Well, not bad." Ye Fan drank it in one gulp and praised with half-squinted eyes. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Master Qi staring at his wine with burning eyes. Ye Fan knew that this guy was tempted.
Because this wine is really good. It was ground by Mr. Ye from a vat where the Xixia man was hiding.
How can you say it is grinding?
Because this wine has long since dried up and turned into stone gelatin after hundreds of years, and Ye Fan made it by grinding the tartar and adding the finest medicinal materials and a small snake treasure.
As soon as the smell of alcohol came out, an expert like Master Qi would of course smell something. Of course, Ye Fan had to be mysterious and arouse Master Qi's interest so that he would automatically take the bait.
"Little friend, where did you get this wine?" Master Qi couldn't help it and asked.
"Haha, my ancestors bought it. I don't know where it came from, but it must have been a long time ago." Ye Fan said with a calm face.
Master Qi smacked his lips, embarrassed to ask for a sip. However, Ye Fan was not very generous, so he poured a second cup and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking two glasses in a row, the bottle finally reached the bottom.
"Oh, it's the last drink, what a pity." Ye Fan shook his head, looking very disappointed.
Seeing Ye Fan pick up the cup again, Master Qi couldn't bear it any longer. He suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Ye Fan's hand and said, "Mr. Ye, wait a minute."
"Master Qi, what do you mean?" Ye Fan said with a straight face.
"It's not interesting. Can you let me smell this wine?" Master Qi asked.
"Excuse me." Ye Fan put down the wine glass and pushed it towards Master Qi. Master Qi brought his nose closer and smelled it vigorously. He half-closed his eyes and praised, "What a good product."
Afterwards, Qi Ye looked at Zhang Yinhao.
"This wine is Mr. Ye's treasure. Even I didn't have the chance to taste it." Zhang Yinhao looked helpless.
"Humph!" Master Qi suddenly had a serious expression on his face, and he took a sip through the wine glass, and the wine ran towards Master Qi's mouth as if it had grown legs.
"What are you doing?" Niu Ba, the bodyguard, was very responsible. He stepped up to grab the wine glass.