Hu Wanwan has a great reputation and is an important figure who is passed down by word of mouth.
However, this was the first time Meng Zhao saw him in reality.
He has a broad forehead and a round face, bright eyes, and a little bit of gray on his temples. He has a graceful air all over his body.
This is the manifestation of his strong determination and faith that he has mastered in the business world and has been honed over many years of ups and downs.
It can be said that it completely fits the impression of a founder in Meng Zhao's mind.
At the same time, Hu Wanwan met Meng Zhao for the first time, but it was different from Meng Zhao's evaluation of him.
He didn't have a thorough understanding of this young man, and he felt like he was seeing flowers in the fog, and the reality was unclear.
When I first saw Meng Zhao, I saw that he had a fair face, a handsome face, a tall and straight figure, and a gentle smile on his face. He was a big boy who seemed to be easy to talk to and very sunny and cheerful.
There is an indescribable youthful vitality that makes people feel good.
However, upon closer inspection, Hu's millions of years of experience in recognizing people told him that this was a guy who was very good at disguising himself and suppressing his true nature.
Meng Zhao's smile had a strong aura of chiseling, it was performed rather than sincere.
His gaze may seem gentle, but in fact he is ambitious, hiding cleverness and cunning. He is by no means a rigid and stubborn person.
Even after just one glance, Hu Wanwan sighed secretly in his heart. No wonder his son Hu Yingming fell into the hands of this person again and again. The gap was indeed too big.
Hu Yingming is just a little cub who hasn't shed his hair yet. How can he be the opponent of a dragon who knows how to hide himself?
When they met for the first time, the two of them were sitting in the most conspicuous place in the stands of the ancient Dian Garden Theater.
It's just that in the venue that can accommodate hundreds of people, there are only two of them sitting at this time, which seems relatively empty and quiet.
Guards such as Lu Zhong, Yang Jiu and others were waiting in the distance.
The two met not far away, and each had a round mahogany chopping board with tea, pastries and snacks placed on it, so that the spectators could have something to wipe their mouths with while listening to the play, so as not to be bored.
There were only four people who entered the ancient Dian Garden to protect him this time. Yang Jiu and Lu Zhong protected Meng Zhao in case of any unexpected events. Geng Zongfang and Kang Liang were also afraid that the Meng family would carry out a beheading operation, so they followed Hu Wanwan.
The rest are the servants from the ancient Dian Garden who are used to command.
At this time, looking at the two people talking and laughing, Geng Zongfang touched the back of his head and said with some confusion,
"What did the God of Wealth say to that little brat?
I don't think this situation is like redeeming someone, but more like a good friend chatting. What on earth is going on? "
In fact, it was not just Geng Zongfang who was confused, Yang Jiu and Lu Zhong were also full of doubts.
Today's negotiations involve the freedom and life of Hu Yingming, Hu Wanwan's second son, which is not a trivial matter.
Even if the whole process is not about fighting, it is definitely very solemn, but the behavior of Hu Wanwan and Meng Zhao is a bit strange, not like enemies, but like friends.
In fact, Meng Zhao and Hu Wanwan didn't get to the point at all, and they didn't mention the embarrassing fact that the Meng family and the Hu family were now tit for tat and wanted to kill each other, as if they were just chatting between an elder and a junior.
At the beginning, it was Hu Wanwan who took the initiative to ask Meng Zhao about his experiences and life in Yujing City, with a gentle tone and a calm expression.
Meng Zhao was also humble and polite. He followed what the mysterious man taught him and recounted it as if he had personally experienced it.
Then Meng Zhao asked Hu Wanwan about his business skills. He was just curious about this aspect, but never thought about becoming a businessman.
Then they expanded, and the two talked about local customs, martial arts, and the current political and economic environment. They had a sense of being talking about the world.
However, be it Meng Zhao or Hu Wanwan, both of them were drunk and had no interest in drinking.
Hu Wanwan knows very well that negotiation is a delicate job and the most taboo thing is to be impetuous.
He hesitated to get to the point. Generally speaking, Meng Zhao would always lose his composure and expose his flaws.
Meng Zhao, on the other hand, had ulterior motives, intending to delay time and give Tianxing Hall and the Meng family more time to take action to ensure the success of the operation. Naturally, he was not in a hurry.
In terms of patience, Hu Wanwan was no worse than Meng Zhao, but the situation and environment they were in were different.
In the end, it was this wealthy businessman in the city who couldn't hold on anymore and spoke first.
I took out a clean white silk handkerchief from my sleeve, wiped the sweat on my forehead, and said with emotion,
"You are really a formidable young man. Mr. Meng is so generous and patient, Mr. Hu is willing to be the loser.
Without going around in circles, I would like to ask, has my son Hu Yingming fallen into your hands? "
As he spoke, his emotions were unconsciously tense, and a pair of bright eyes stared directly at Meng Zhao. It was about his son, and he had to pay attention and pay attention to it.
As soon as these words came out, the harmonious and beautiful atmosphere before was swept away.
The smile on Meng Zhao's face disappeared at the same time, and his expression became surprisingly solemn.
Slowly fiddled with the jade beads in his hand, his voice was low, but it had the power to penetrate people's hearts, and said,
"How did Mr. Hu know?"
There is no denying it, it is definitely affirmative.
Hu Baiwan sighed, his eyes were relaxed but also a little disappointed, he shook his head and said,
"You guessed it, I have lost several treasures in my treasury. One of them should be the thing that Mr. Meng has been looking for. It must be that my stupid son fell into Mr. Meng's plan. Now, both people and things have fallen into Mr. Meng's possession. In hand."
Meng Zhao did not deny it, nodded and said,
"That's right, but if we push it further, Mr. Hu first used this thing to lure me out of the city, and then had someone intercept and kill me. Unless I was prepared, I'm afraid I would be a pile of bones today."
During the conversation, the two clarified several things and were preparing for negotiations.
Hu Wanwan, for example, while confirming that Hu Yingming was in Meng Zhao's hands, also pointed out that some precious treasures in his collection also fell into his hands. This was a bargaining chip and may affect subsequent negotiations.
Meng Zhao did not show any weakness and immediately reminded Hu Wanwan that if it was not his fault that he sent someone to intercept him first, there would not have been a series of events that followed. Therefore, if he wanted to redeem Hu Yingming today, he would have to pay a heavy price.
Smart people talk to each other, and they are smart at every step, which can be regarded as meeting their opponents.
Since Hu Baiwan had an appointment with Meng Zhao today, he naturally expected the scene at hand. He did not defend himself, but admitted frankly,
"For this reason, and for this reason, the Meng family is now suppressing me vigorously. My property and wealth have shrunk more than a hundred times, and all the good friends I have made in the past have been severed. I am afraid there will be no chance for me to turn around.
But I also see clearly that wealth is a thing that cannot be brought to you in life or taken with you in death.
But my son is different. He is the one who inherits my bloodline. I hope Mr. Meng can let my son go.
Don't worry, the price I gave will definitely not disappoint you. I wonder what Master Meng has planned? "
Meng Zhao waved his hand and suddenly asked,
“Let’s not mention this yet.
I would like to ask Mr. Hu, do you think that I, who is expected to seize Tu Xiu’s treasure, will care about a mere yellow and white thing? "
Hu Wanwan was stunned for a moment. Are the two necessarily connected?
From his point of view and standpoint, the more money, the better. There have always been people who disliked the lack of money. I have never heard of people who thought they had too much money and didn't care.
