The evening sun shone among the high-rise buildings in Beijing, and Jing Gao's motorcade moved forward slowly. Looking at the sunset outside the window, Jing Gao pondered slightly.
There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. This sentence also applies to Beijing. Jing Gao came to the capital to study when he was eighteen years old. After graduation, he struggled to survive and earn a living in this city with a population of tens of millions.
And as he got the unlimited card, his understanding of the capital was completely different from when he was a student and a working man. What he learned from An Xiaoqian today was different from his usual understanding.
Anyway, he had never come into contact with wealthy families in Beijing like the Yao family and the Yang family before.
Li Wei led the way, and soon everyone came to a crossroads. On the side of the road was a six-story building that looked like a long dormitory building, which was slightly old.
According to Li Wei, young and old men in the capital may not all like to join the top business clubs. On the contrary, some small local clubs each have their own patrons. For example, this "Three Kingdoms General" is a place where Yao Tengfei and others often come.
Li Wei had been a helper in the capital for many years and was familiar with the business. He said to the waiting waiter who came to him: "We are looking for Mr. Yao."
"Master Yao and the others are on the third floor." The waiter said timidly, looking at An Yi who looked like half a pig's head. After the group in front of you went upstairs, you quickly informed the manager.
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This "Three Kingdoms General" clubhouse looks old on the outside, but it's quite interesting on the inside. The decoration is very restrained and luxurious. Quite quiet in the evening. Occasionally, there are waiters in cheongsam or vests waiting for service at the end of the corridor.
In the "Manjianghong" hall on the third floor, Yin Lanqing, who is tall and estimated to be 1.72 meters tall, just said, "Who is Jing Gao in Beijing? He has mud legs!" As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Gao and others opened the door. Come in.
Jing Gao didn't react at all to the words "mud legs" and scanned the people in the box. "Family status" is something that has been indispensable throughout the ages. But is it useful?
During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, clan politics was practiced, and the nine-level system was established. Was he killed in the end?
There is also this method of classifying people into three, six or nine grades abroad. Nobles despised common people. Old money despises new money.
For example, before World War I, European aristocrats looked upon Americans as if they were nouveau riche. Therefore, Churchill's father, an undistinguished nobleman, could acquire the daughter of an American business tycoon at that time.
The key issue is that more than two thousand years ago, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang shouted the phrase "Princes, generals and ministers, would you rather have blood?" After that, the land of China did not believe in the "blood theory".
"Xiaoyi, are all the people who started this morning here?"
Before An Yi could say anything, Yao Pengfei sat there and said sarcastically: "An Yi, you can do it! You found out that I'm here so quickly, and you dare to bring someone over." There were nine of them in total, and they all loved playing. He is brave and refuses to obey anyone at his age.
"You're such an idiot. What if you bring someone here? Are you a vegetarian as a security guard here?"
"Ha ha!"
An Yi ignored the jeers in the room and said to Jing Gao, "Yes, Brother Jing. It's just a few of them."
Jing Gao tilted his head slightly and signaled: "Then let's do it!" His style has always been simple and direct, and he doesn't like beeps.
The four bodyguards who followed Jing Gao in took the lead, followed by An Yi, Tong Yan, and Tan Mingjiang. Three times, five times and two times, Yao Pengfei was knocked to the ground, making him howl.
"Grass, An Yi, you have the fucking talent."
"You wait for me."
"Yeah, don't hit me in the face."
The belated manager of "Three Kingdoms General" squeezed in from outside the door, sweating profusely, and said anxiously: "Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing, this... this..."
He had just been stopped by Li Wei outside to chat for a while, and the security guards he had brought with him were blocked in the aisle. He managed to squeeze in.
Yao Pengfei cursed on the ground: "Fuck. Lao Wang, you are a fucking dead person! Labor and management were beaten here, and you are still watching here? Call someone to kill all these thieves. beat…"
"Snapped!"
An Yi slapped Yao Pengfei to the ground, and then kicked him in the abdomen. "Yours. Whose employer are you?"
"An Yi, you have the guts to kill me today, otherwise I will never be done with you."
As Yao Pengfei shouted, the only sounds in the entire box were the painful shouts of his group. Tong Yan and Tan Mingjiang walked back feeling refreshed. Ke Lingling shouted: "An Yi, good fight."
Lao Wang said bitterly: "Mr. Jing...this..."
Jing Gao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it, blew out a puff of cigarette, and lit Lao Wang's chest, "Don't worry. I won't leave now. If you hit someone, you have to deal with the end of the matter. You think so?" Bar?"
Lao Wang wiped his sweat and nodded, "Yes, yes!" He said fiercely in his heart: "Boy, you are arrogant now. When Mr. Liu comes, you will know how powerful you are." But after thinking about it, even if Mr. Liu comes, Not sure what to do with this one.
"Go get a chair."
Later, Lao Wang personally moved a chair in. Jing Gao sat down calmly and smoked slowly. Smoke filled the air, hiding his face. In his eyes, Yao Pengfei is just a small character!
None of Yao Pengfei and the others were willing to leave. But at the same time, no one called the elders at home.
After suffering such a big loss, you have to find your way back. They are waiting for Boss Liu of "Three Kingdoms General" to arrive.
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Beijing Shengshi Club went off the rails today. On the way to "Three Kingdoms", Jing Gao called Tan Qin to inquire about the situation. In his impression, the headquarters of Shengshi Company seemed to be in Shanghai.
"Shengshi is really a company here in Shanghai. Lao Wang and I are quite familiar." Tan Qin laughed on the phone, "I'll call Lao Wang and tell him. Mr. Jing, don't be angry. With Lao Wang's As a person, I think he will give you a satisfactory explanation."
Jing Gao was quick-thinking and said with a smile: "Mr. Tan, thank you! I will go to the Magic City to treat you to a drink another day."
Tan Qin laughed and said, "Okay, then it's settled."
Tan Qin hung up the call from Jing Gao, thought about it for a while, and instead of calling Wang Yuke, the boss of Shengshi, he called Yao Shengming, "Shengming, are you in the Magic City or the capital?"
Yao Shengming said with a smile on the phone: "Brother Tan, I'm back to the capital. What can I do?" The two families are family friends, so he speaks more casually.
Tan Qin explained the situation impartially, and said with a seemingly casual smile: "You know about Zhao Canglong, right? Don't underestimate Jing Gao."
When Yao Shengming answered Tan Qin's call, he was drinking tea and watching the sunset with a beautiful woman in Villa No. 18 of the "Xishan Royal Garden" near the Summer Palace. After hearing this, I hung up the phone thoughtfully.
The beautiful woman was very elegant, cool and beautiful, and said with a smile: "Sheng Ming, what are you going to do? Don't you want to meet Jing Gao through Feng Xuehua in Shanghai?" She sat closer and heard the contents of the phone call.
Yao Shengming shook his head with a smile, "This is called planting flowers intentionally but not blooming, but unintentionally planting willows to create shade. I'll go meet him! I just can't have dinner with you Jingxiang."
Jingxiang smiled and said: "Why are you talking about this? Men put their career first. I can understand you. However, I still plan to cook first. I bet Jinggao won't let you eat."
Yao Shengming laughed, "I don't plan to invite him to tea. The initial contact should be done slowly. The soup must be simmered first." A meaningful light flashed in his eyes.
The Phoenix Group owned by Jing Gao has assets of 80 billion. Who wouldn’t be greedy?
But as Tan Qin said, what happened to Zhao Canglong is alarming! If he wants to eat a big piece of cake, he must test it first.
Now is a good opportunity.
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Mr. Liu, the boss of Three Kingdoms General, arrived an hour later.
Lao Wang, who was in charge of operations, met his boss at the door of the club and quickly told him everything he knew. He was worried that he could not explain clearly on the phone just now, "Mr. Liu, I have found out everything. Mr. Yao is around 11 o'clock in the morning." I was playing with my friends over there in Shengshi. When I saw An Yi and others, the two sides had a verbal conflict and got into a fight.
An Yi is the son of Mr. An of Haiyi Group in Jingzhou. It seems that Mr. An caused a big loss to Mr. Yao's father in business. Mr. Yao has always had opinions on Mr. An. There had been friction with An Yi before. But no action was taken.
Today, the two sides were separated by people from the Shengshi Club. An Yi suffered a big loss. In the evening, we found out that Mr. Yao was at our place and brought his people over to take revenge. The leader is Mr. Jing of the Phoenix Group. "
Mr. Liu silently strode inside, and a group of people behind him quickly followed. He answered the phone, wasted some time on the way, and asked, "Has Jing Gao taken action?"
Lao Wang said with a flattering smile: "That's not true. Mr. Liu, Mr. Jing of the Phoenix Group has strong financial resources. I heard from his followers that Mr. Jing likes An Yi very much, just like his nephew. An Yi was beaten with a bruised nose and face, Mr. Jing I'm afraid he won't let it go. We don't need to worry about this at all, just do it for show. If it doesn't work, call the police and let them coordinate."
Mr. Liu turned around and slapped Lao Wang on the head, "Fart! According to what you want, if he comes to destroy labor and management's place, should labor and management still tolerate him? As for the security guards, they have all been summoned by labor and management. !”
"Walk!"
Lao Wang was slapped by his boss and was stunned. Did Mr. Liu take the wrong medicine today? He gave a good idea and got beaten. Damn it, I am forty years old after all. Is this how you treat me? As an entertainment venue owner, how can you compare with the rich? If you disgust others today, something will happen tomorrow. Do you believe it or not?
Lao Wang cursed bitterly in his heart and followed him up to "watch the fun."
