Ding, Yi and the other three walked to the door under the curious eyes of everyone.
But what was coming was a group of people.
Seeing the big guys headed by Fang Zhiming, the people in the Chamber of Commerce were stunned.
Ding glanced at Fang Zhiming, and finally his eyes fell on Mr. Fang and the others. If he guessed correctly, they had been discussing the Sifang Fund all day today, so they were probably late.
"Is the chamber of commerce over?" Fang Zhiming asked puzzledly.
"No." Ding Yi chuckled: "Some people dislike us, so we plan to eat Malatang. Will you go?"
"Spicy hotpot?" Fang Zhiming laughed and scolded: "If there is something delicious, I won't invite uncle. Let's go."
Fang Zhiming was the first to express his stance.
The Fang family and other bigwigs also expressed their opinions one after another.
Suddenly, everyone was dumbfounded.
What's going on?
This is Fang Zhiming!
And he is still the one from the Fang family in Kyoto, but he is actually the uncle of the bodyguard?
Many people feel that their brains are not used enough.
Song Jieqing's face was the color of pig liver, and his face was gloomy.
The one who is no different from him is Song Xian.
Many people who originally looked down on Ding Yi also laughed and said they wanted to eat spicy hotpot.
"My dear, where are you going?" middle-aged Mediterranean asked in confusion when he saw his woman about to leave.
"I love the sea, but if you can't give it to me, I can only eat Malatang." The woman said calmly.
When Mediterranean heard this, his face turned as pale as paper.
What is this thing called?
Isn’t my own Mediterranean a sea?
Besides, what’s so delicious about Malatang?
Immediately, I saw him grinning: "Wait a minute, I like to eat too."
A good chamber of commerce suddenly became very depressed, and everyone left.
Ding Yi, who was walking in front, was worried at this moment. With so many people, do he have enough money?
At this time, if they say they don’t have enough money to hire someone, they shouldn’t blame themselves, right?
"Master Ding, how about I treat you to this meal?" Xiao Fei came to Ding Yi and bowed slightly.
Ding Yiyi was startled and smiled: "Hey, you still understand me."
"Haha." Xiao Fei laughed heartily.
"Who are you?"
Xiao Fei kept his posture very low: "That's it, I am the chairman of Kyoto Feike Entertainment Company. I... I was not aware of what Li Qianwen, my former subsidiary, did. To express my apology, I took out the certificate of my company."
Thirty-thirds of the shares were donated to Sifang Fund."
After saying that, Xiao Fei lowered his head and didn't even dare to take a breath.
As if waiting for judgment.
When Ding Yi heard this, he smiled evilly: "Did Lao Ma teach you to do this?"
"ah?"
"Yes, yes..." Xiao Fei had big drops of sweat on his forehead: "The main thing is, I didn't know that little star had accepted so many brands that insulted China behind our back. I asked about it later,
Because they couldn't let go of the Chinese market, but many celebrities didn't dare to take it, so they tripled the endorsement fee, so Li Qianwen's team hid it from me."
Ding Yi sighed softly: "Mr. Xiao."
"Although China is big, it won't give up an inch of territory; although we are strong, we will never allow any foreign company to boycott us while making money from us. Do you know this eye-to-eye?"
"It will take us a hundred years to achieve the results we have now. Some foreign companies are naturally jealous. They have repeatedly tried to find ways to hinder us and contain us. Therefore, we should continue to strive for self-improvement and unite as one."
Although Ding Yi's words seemed to be addressed to Xiao Fei, he was actually secretly warning the big guys behind him.
"Okay." Fang Zhiming said with a smile: "A group of old people are listening to a young man preaching to you. You are really capable."
Ding Yi rolled his eyes.
Of course, Ding Yi didn't really invite them to eat spicy hotpot, after all, he was a bit petty.
Finally, he asked Ye Qianxue to advance one month's salary and invited these big guys to go to Shaxian County for snacks.
After eating.
Ding Yi complained while driving: "In fact, we should treat them to spicy hotpot."
Ye Qianxue had a weird look on her face and looked at Ding Yi in the driver's seat: "You are quite weird too."
"Is this a compliment?"
"You can understand it that way."
"What is the identity of Song Jieqing?" Ding Yi asked.
Xiao Tianzhen: "People from the Song family in Kyoto don't dare to say anything when they see the old house."
"What the hell is that Song? Is he really his illegitimate son?"
"OK."
Xiao Tianzhen said with serious eyes: "It's just that it has never been made public."
"Song Xian's information shows that he is a child from a small town in the south. He used to be a child born into a black family. He finally got a registered permanent residence. Then he opened a trading company and made a lot of money before immigrating to Bangzi Country."
Ding Yi heard this and nodded slowly: "You are so angry, shouldn't it be just because of immigration?"
He is indeed a little curious, and logically speaking, he is naive and will not make trouble unreasonably.
Xiao Tianzhen said softly: "I, I saw the disgust on Sister Qianxue's face at that time, so I just planned to drive him away. However, after an investigation, I discovered that he is probably the representative of the realm of gods in Bangzi country."
"What's the meaning?"
"Bangzi police suspect that he is related to many missing persons cases and are now starting to investigate him."
Ding Yi heard this and frowned: "So, he takes this opportunity to return to China for development?"
"Well, it may also be because he was exposed in Bangzi Country and was sent here to continue the failed mission here, while someone else took over in Bangzi Country." Xiao Tianzhen expressed his guess.
When Ding heard this, he sneered: "You monitor his every move."
"I remember that the Song family in Kyoto is at best a second-rate family, right?"
"Yes."
"But who in Kyoto doesn't know about the Fang family?"
Ding Yi turned the steering wheel: "Those who are not from my race must have different thoughts. If you find out that there is really any movement in the Song family, let's calm them down."
What happened to the He family must not happen again.
Moreover, the Bangzi police are now suspicious of Song Xian. In other words, he is now targeting China.
"I just called Lao Xiao. Lao Xiao will let Longxi take action and monitor his every move so that innocent people will not be harmed again." Xiao Tianzhen said solemnly.
"Yang Jinghong, went to North America?" Suddenly, Ye Qianxue asked softly.
Ding Yi almost bit his tongue and asked with a slight tremor in his voice: "How do you know?"
"It's not difficult to guess, right?" Ye Qianxue said a little complicatedly: "She likes you so much, and the tasks you have arranged are so difficult, she doesn't feel at ease letting others do it."
"I……"
Ding Yi couldn't laugh or cry.
"Boss, don't you think it's strange?" Xiao Tianzhen seemed to have thought of something and asked: "If Song Xian is really from the realm of gods, then why doesn't he recognize you?"
"Why do you want to know me?"
"Because you are on the blacklist of God's Punishment."
"What the hell is divine punishment?" Ding Yi asked in confusion.