Game within game: chess player

Beijing, Chang'an Club.

"cheers!"

Ye Fang, Haidong and Zhao An's wine glasses clashed heavily together.

The profit from a Yonghe Real Estate stock basically allowed Zhao An to achieve financial freedom, so Zhao An was very happy tonight.

Among the three, Haidong has no concept of money. More than 2000 yuan a month is enough. He is the most indifferent to money among the three. Among the three, only Zhao An was obsessed with money the most. This completely solved Zhao An's lack of financial security, so this time Zhao An's gratitude to Ye Fang was absolutely from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother, you have helped my brother solve a big problem this time. My brother didn't say anything, just thank you!" As he said this, Zhao An picked up a full glass of wine and drank it down.

"He will definitely drink too much tonight, leave him alone." Haidong whispered to Ye Fang.

"If you're happy, drink more. It's rare to be happy." Ye Fang said nonchalantly.

Sure enough, Zhao An soon drank too much and lay on the table, while Ye Fang and Haidong chatted in low voices.

"I heard that you declined everyone on New Year's Eve this year and spent it alone in the garden?"

"Ah."

"I have never been in love, and I don't know how to advise you. But people often say that you have to look forward in life, and Xiaozhuang definitely hopes that you will come out of it as soon as possible."

"I understand, Brother Dong."

Regarding the death of Xiaozhuang, Haidong only mentioned it so far. Now besides Ma Zhengping, Ye Fang could also listen to Haidong's words.

"After the year, the Bureau will install a Skynet tracking system. By then, the murderer of Hiroshi Amamura will basically be able to escape."

"Whether I can catch this person now doesn't mean much to me anymore..."

"At least you can figure out who is messing with you behind your back."

"I know who it is and I'll deal with it my way."

"Don't act recklessly. This is a legal society, especially your current identity and status. Many people are concerned about it."

"I know."

"Fifteen, the old man and the others are going to your place for dinner."

"Okay... what? Eat?" Ye Fang shook his head like a rattle and said, "You'd better let the old man and the others go to the Diaoyutai State Banquet Hall to eat. They are now on my blacklist and Xiyuan will not accept them."

Haidong chuckled and said, "I can't make the decision. If you don't want to receive it, you can tell the old man yourself."

Ye Fang shook his head helplessly and said, "I have to watch the wine this time."

"Yes, you must keep an eye on it." Haidong said with a smile.

Haidong and Ye Fang had just walked out of the Chang'an Club when they bumped into Qi Wenbin. The two looked at each other and passed each other as if they didn't know each other.

During this period, Qi Wenbin kept an extremely low profile, and there was almost no news about the Qijia's capital manipulation in the capital market. This forbearance and awareness of current affairs allowed the Qijia to successfully avoid a family crisis. Especially now that Qi Wenbin has boarded the big ship of MK Company, he is even more cautious in his daily actions, using the activity funds provided by MK Company to quietly weave his own business relationship network.

Ye Fang and Haidong separated at the door of the club. Ye Fang glanced back at Chang'an Club inadvertently, smiled meaningfully, then got in the car and left Chang'an Club.

Returning to Xiyuan, Ye Fang saw a Coaster van parked at the door, with a black car at the front and behind. There were also many people in black suits patrolling back and forth at the door, watching the passing pedestrians and cars with vigilance. .

"Brother Ye, it seems that we have guests here. The level seems to be quite high. They are all professionals," Leng Chuan said.

Ye Fang asked Leng Chuan to park the car at the door. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a stranger coming over. He was in his 40s, wearing a black woolen coat, gold-rimmed glasses, and looked like a secretary.

"Hello, Mr. Ye! I'm from the General Office of the Central Committee. My surname is Wu. You can just call me Director Wu."

"Hello, Director Wu."

"Come in with me."

"You..."

Director Wu didn't explain that much to Ye Fang, so he pulled Ye Fang into the reception hall of Xiyuan. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw two old people pointing at the plaque of "The No. [-] Garden in the World". Ye Fang recognized one of them at a glance as Mr. Hai Ziqinghai. As for the other one... When Director Wu spoke up and turned around, Ye Fang's expression suddenly changed. He didn't expect that the old man actually arrived. Xiyuan is here.

"Oh, the owner of the garden is back, and we have a tour guide this time." The old man said with a smile.

Hai Ziqing looked at Ye Fang and said, "You are the host and we are the guests. We will listen to your arrangements today."

"Oh...Okay, you two guests, please come with me." Ye Fang gathered his mood and tried not to think about the identities of the two old people in front of him. He just regarded them as two ordinary guests. After thinking like this, he became nervous. His mood eased slightly, and he immediately guided the two old men towards Qianyuan.

Ye Fang looked at the time and saw that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Usually at this time, most of the guests in the garden would have left. He quickly asked Su Long to tell the chef to prepare refreshments and send them to private room No. [-]. If other guests could be invited to leave, please leave. If they couldn't be invited, they should sit in the private room and not move around.

Su Long nodded and took a quick detour to the kitchen.

Ye Fang didn't have time to complain about the two old men's impromptu idea, so he had to bite the bullet and act as an interpreter in front of them. Regarding the history of the garden, Ye Fang knew that the two old men must know more than himself, so Ye Fang just accompanied them. An old man used Xiyuan as an entry point to chat.

When the two old men came to the ginkgo tree in the courtyard, they couldn't help but stop for a long time. Ye Fang consciously stepped back a distance. The two old men talked in a low voice, seeming to be reminiscing about something.

What surprised Ye Fang was that the two old men did not enter the private room, but walked out in the garden.

Before getting in the car, the old man said to Ye Fang, "This garden carries a lot of memories and responsibilities for our country and our generation. I hope you can run this garden well."

"I will definitely do it." Ye Fang bowed and replied.

The old man nodded happily to Ye Fang, then left in the car.

At this time, Ye Xiang complained to Mr. Hai next to him, "Old man, can you inform me in advance when you come back next time? Let me be mentally prepared. What you give me every time you come back to Xiyuan is not a surprise, but a shock!"

Hai Ziqing leaned on his crutches and smiled, saying, "I didn't expect this trip either. But you just have fun, it will be enough for you to show off for the rest of your life."

Ye Fang continued to ask with a nonchalant expression, "I heard from Brother Dong that you are coming to Xiyuan for dinner on the [-]th?"

"Yes, why, you're not welcome, why don't I just drink you two bottles of wine?" Hai Ziqing pretended to be angry.

"You can come to eat, but you can't steal any more wine."

"Okay, listen to you!"

After seeing Hai Ziqing off, Ye Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to go back to Xiyuan to rest, another car slowly stopped at the gate of Xiyuan.

Ye Fang looked back and saw a man getting out of the car.

"Is it you?" Ye Fang said in surprise.