In the reception room on the fifth floor of the Northwest General Conference, everyone in the hall had different expressions as they watched Zheng Quan and his son being dragged down like two dead dogs.
There was fear, horror, and even schadenfreude...but most of it was still unbelievable.
Unexpectedly, in just a few words, the dignified deputy general manager of the Northwest Association would become a death row prisoner!
After the shock, many people in the hall turned their curious eyes to the young man next to King Ying.
Who is this person? King Ying would actually call him brother and brother and stand up for him.
After dealing with Zheng Quan and his son, Fan Ye waved his hand to the people behind him.
"Please wait outside the door."
After hearing this, everyone retreated, and only four people, King Ying, Han Feng, Fan Ye and Mei Siqin, were left in the reception room.
Manager Fan once again confessed to King Ying.
"Your Majesty, this is all due to my oversight. I am extremely sorry for offending you, Your Majesty!"
At this moment, Prince Ying returned to his carefree look, holding a cigarette in his mouth and waving his hands.
"I don't care, as long as Brother Han is satisfied!"
Fan Ye was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but cast his gaze on Han Feng, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
"Who is this……"
Before Han Feng could speak, Prince Ying directly introduced him: "This is my good brother, and he is also the Viscount of Bailong County, Han Feng, whom Your Majesty has personally named!"
"Han Feng."
Hearing this name, Fan Ye couldn't help but be startled, feeling very familiar.
At this time, Mei Siqin reminded: "Master Manager, when I was the treasurer of the Bailong County Branch, the "Liannu Design Drawing" submitted to the General Assembly was created by Han Feng."
"oh……!"
Hearing this, Fan Ye couldn't help but his eyes suddenly brightened, he looked at Han Feng carefully up and down again, and exclaimed.
"It turns out that Your Excellency is the designer of the Lian Nu. I didn't expect that you would be such a young talent. I am so disrespectful and disrespectful!"
When Han Feng heard this, he hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "General Manager Fan made serious remarks. A few drawings are nothing."
Fan Ye said solemnly: "Master Han's design has made a great contribution to the empire!
The president of our association has always wanted to invite Young Master Han to our Northwest Association as a guest. Unexpectedly, today I let you see him first.
It's a pity that the president is currently practicing in seclusion, so he can't meet Mr. Han.
Why don't you, sir, stay at our Northwest General Assembly for a few days, and let me show off my friendship as a landlord first? I'll see you later when the president comes out of seclusion. "
At this time, King Ying on the side also spoke.
"Brother Han, it's rare for us brothers to get together, so please stay a few more days.
By the way, the Northwest Association's auction is about to start. There are a lot of interesting things there. Let's go and take a look. "
Facing the invitations from King Ying and Manager Fan, Han Feng helplessly shook his head.
"Brother Zhu, Manager Fan, I'm really sorry. I have important things to attend to. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for long."
Immediately, Han Feng made trouble for the bandits in Bailong County. He came here to purchase armaments and briefly told them.
The two of them seemed to have heard about this a long time ago and didn't find it strange.
Knowing that Han Feng had a mission and was concerned about the safety of his hometown, King Ying and Manager Fan could no longer persuade him to stay.
At that moment, Manager Fan spoke directly.
"I wonder how much armament Mr. Han needs?"
Han Feng said bluntly: "I have a private army of 500. I only need 500 sets of attack weapons, preferably long-range weapons such as repeating crossbows."
Manager Fan nodded, directly called an attendant, handed him his token, and gave instructions.
"Immediately mobilize 500 sets of long-range offensive and defensive equipment for Mr. Han, according to the standards of the provincial governor's palace guard army."
The man hurriedly took the order to collect armaments. Not long after, he took out a full storage bag and handed it to Han Feng with both hands.
Manager Fan smiled and said, "Mr. Han, please take stock."
Han Feng nodded, took the storage bag, and after some exploration, his eyes lit up.
Five hundred sets of personal soft armor and five hundred sets of powerful crossbows have been placed in the storage bag.
Whether it is these armors or bows and crossbows, they all have faint spiritual power fluctuations. They are all spiritual soldier-level armaments, and their workmanship is extremely sophisticated. At first glance, they are not ordinary military equipment.
Finally getting the equipment, Han Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly handed it over.
"Thank you, Manager Fan. By the way, I wonder how many spiritual stones are needed for these armaments?"
Hearing this, Manager Fan smiled and waved his hands.
"Haha... Mr. Han, you are so polite. The design of the repeating crossbow that Mr. Han gave you is a priceless thing. It is only a mere five hundred sets of armaments. How can we charge you? It is just a small gift from my Northwest Association. Bar."
King Ying on the side also said: "Yes, brother Han, it's just five hundred sets of armaments, how much money do you give me."
However, Han Feng shook his head firmly.
"This is not possible, Mr. Fan. One code equals another. When I handed over the design drawing to Sister Mei, I already got a lot of benefits. Your association also helped me deliver a letter of recommendation. The two offset each other. Don't owe each other.
How many spiritual stones should these armaments have? Every penny is indispensable. Otherwise, I will have no choice but to return them to Manager Fan in full. "
As soon as Han Feng said this, Manager Fan couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately looked at Han Feng with a look that was both appreciative and a little troubled.
He couldn't help but cast his inquiring gaze on King Ying who was standing aside.
Upon seeing this, King Ying said with a smile.
"Lao Fan, this brother of mine is an upright and straightforward man and won't take advantage of you. You can charge according to his requirements, but the discount should not be less."
When Manager Fan heard this, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He immediately raised his hand, purple light surged in his palm, and a diamond-shaped medal with a light purple light appeared.
"Purple and Gold Medal!"
When Mei Siqin saw this, she couldn't help but scream in surprise.
The status medals awarded to guests by the Imperial Commercial Bank are layered upward, in order: Bronze Medal, Silver Medal, Gold Medal, Purple Gold Medal...
Different medals represent different levels of dignity of the guests, and they enjoy different discounts and services.
Originally, the gold medal was already quite precious and could enjoy many privileges.
The Purple Gold Medal was even more precious. Almost only nobles and high-ranking officials such as the "Earls" of the empire could receive it as a gift from the trading firm.
At this moment, Fan Ye handed the purple gold medal to Han Feng and said.
"Mr. Han, since you refuse to accept the gift from our association, please accept this purple gold medal. With this medal, you can enjoy the VIP service of the Imperial Commercial Bank and enjoy a 50% discount on all products.
Even if you encounter any trouble, hold this medal and find a local business bank, and branches everywhere will try their best to help. "
Looking at the Purple Gold Medal in Manager Fan's hand, Han Feng hesitated slightly.
When Fan Ye saw this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Mr. Han, you must accept this medal. Not to mention whether the prince will blame me, the president is out of seclusion. If he learns about this, he will definitely blame me for neglecting the young master."
Unable to refuse such hospitality, Han Feng had no choice but to accept the medal.
"In that case, thank you Manager Fan!"
Seeing Han Feng accept the Purple Gold Medal, Manager Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this time, Prince Ying patted Han Feng on the shoulder and said angrily to Mei Siqin beside him.
"Brother, why don't you introduce your younger siblings to me?"
"Well……"
Han Feng was slightly shocked when he heard this, while Mei Siqin's pretty face turned red and she lowered her head.
Although Mei Siqin is considered a smart and capable woman who is not alarmed by changes, she still inevitably looks awkward and reserved in front of His Royal Highness the Prince and the Chief Steward, and dare not say anything.
Immediately, Han Feng had to take the initiative to explain: "Uh... Your Highness, please don't misunderstand me. Sister Mei is an old friend of mine. We have known each other since we were in Bailong County."
After hearing this, King Ying rubbed his mustache and seemed to have deep meaning.
"Oh...it turns out to be an old relationship...Haha, old friend, I understand, I understand!"
After saying I understand, King Ying looked at Mei Siqin and asked, "Hey...sister, I wonder what position you hold in the Northwest Association now?"
Facing Prince Ying's inquiry, Mei Siqin did not dare to argue, so she could only reply respectfully: "Reporting to the prince, this little girl will temporarily take up the position of deacon of the General Assembly."
When King Ying heard this, he couldn't help but frown.
"Well... with such outstanding talents as my siblings, it would be too unfair to be a mere deacon."
After saying that, he glanced at Fan Ye who was standing aside.
"What do you think, Mr. Fan?"
Fan Ye is a mature man, he can observe words and emotions, understand instantly, and immediately said to Mei Siqin in a friendly manner.
"Deacon Mei, now that Deputy General Manager Zheng has been dismissed by me, according to the rules, one of the four managers must be selected to replace him.
By then, one of the four supervisor positions will be vacant. When the time comes, you will be the supervisor. "
"ah……?"
When Mei Siqin heard this, her beautiful eyes widened with a look of astonishment.
She knew that as soon as the steward said these words, she would undoubtedly take the position of supervisor.
However, it all happened too suddenly.
Just in front of a stick of incense, she was still subject to Zheng Yunfei's threat. Not to mention promotion, there were two questions about whether she could continue to stay in the association.
Now he is suddenly promoted to the position of supervisor. This gap is simply "a world of difference."
Just as Mei Siqin fell into a daze, Han Feng on the side reminded him with a smile: "Sister Mei, why don't you thank the prince and Manager Fan quickly?"
Hearing this, Mei Siqin suddenly woke up and hurriedly cupped her hands to express thanks: "Thank you, His Highness Prince Ying, and thank you, Lord Manager, for your support!"
After thanking the two of them, Mei Siqin's wonderful eyes turned to look at Han Feng beside her, her eyes looked extremely complicated.
She knew that everything "unbelievable" that happened today was ultimately because of Han Feng.
The "little man" who still needed his protection and help at the beginning has not only grown rapidly in strength, but his level of communication has completely exceeded his imagination!
