Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Hearing Yu Chunhao's proposal, Ma Feifan agreed immediately, but he was thinking, "You want to let the horse run without giving it grass to eat? Now all the projects have stopped, where can I get the money to give to your son?"

Of course, these words were just thoughts, Ma Feifan couldn't say them out loud. If he wanted to make money in the capital province, he had to have someone in the government, and Yu Chunhao was undoubtedly his biggest backer.

After finishing the business, Ma Feifan suggested that Yu Chunhao rest in this room tonight. At the same time, he pressed a button on the coffee table. Soon, the door was pushed open, and two 28-year-old girls appeared in front of them.

Both girls were wrapped in bathrobes, their hair was wet, and it was obvious that they had just finished a bath. Their slender legs and snow-white necks were presented in front of them. What was even more surprising was that they were actually twins. It was not easy for a girl to be beautiful, cute, and outstanding, but it was rare for twins to be like this.

Looking at the two girls, Yu Chunhao's eyes did not reveal the slightest greed. Instead, he said to Ma Feifan beside him, "Is this the first day you met me? You know I don't like this."

As soon as he saw Yu Chunhao's face darken, Ma Feifan knew that his flattery had hit the horse's leg, so he waved his hand and the two girls quickly retreated.

"Okay, you don't have to arrange such things for me in the future. I'm leaving first." Yu Chunhao, with an unhappy look on his face, scolded Ma Feifan lightly, and then left the room.

Looking at Yu Chunhao's departing back, Ma Feifan's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent. He was the chairman of Ma Teng Real Estate Company, worth billions, but now he was being scolded. How could he feel good? But then he thought again, he bowed his head today in order to get more tomorrow, and he felt relieved.

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Jufeng Garden.

There is a secret hall underground that only a few people know about. This hall covers an area of ​​more than 400 square meters, with several rest rooms, two or three halls, and a small basketball court in the hall where two or three people can play together.

Today, in this hall, Tang Xiaolei, Mou Qiwei, and Ji Quanyong's son Ji Dapeng were grabbing the ball and shooting. Not far away, at a small bar, Provincial Public Security Department Director Wang Hailiang was sitting there, drinking and flirting with the female bartender in charge of mixing drinks.

Ji Dapeng scored a three-pointer from a long shot, clapped his hands in satisfaction, and came to the bar, "Uncle Wang, do you want to play for a while too?"

"Haha, I'm old and my health is not good anymore." Wang Hailiang waved his hands quickly, indicating that his body is no longer young.

"I don't think Uncle Wang is old at all. He can still be responsible for some work. The position of assistant to the governor will not be overwhelming for you." Ji Dapeng laughed, looking very casual.

When Wang Hailiang heard the title of assistant to the governor, a smile appeared in his eyes. If this was really possible, then he would be promoted from a full-time minister to a deputy minister, which was a real progress.

After being happy, he immediately calmed down. He knew that because the deputy governor of Ducheng Province was seriously overstaffed, the provincial government did not have the title of assistant governor like other brother provinces. Although Ji Dapeng said this now, he didn't know whether it was true or not. Was it too early to be happy now?

As if he saw the deep thought behind Wang Hailiang's happiness, Ji Dapeng laughed and said, "Why? Uncle Wang doesn't believe me?"

"How is that possible? How could I not believe you?" Wang Hailiang quickly expressed his attitude. In fact, the senior officials in the capital province basically knew that Mr. Fang loved his grandson the most, and Ji Quanyong listened to his mother-in-law very much, so what Ji Dapeng said was very credible.

Ji Dapeng smiled indifferently, and did not take Wang Hailiang's words as a high compliment. Instead, he told the truth, "What Li Sanmao did has nothing to do with Bai's Real Estate, and it is not our business for him to do this."

Ji Dapeng said this in a firm tone, without any intention of explaining, as if he was just informing Wang Hailiang of the fact.

It's no secret that Ji Dapeng, Tang Xiaolei, Mou Wei and other playboys have shares in Bai's Real Estate. At least Wang Hailiang is very clear about it. It's normal that they will speak for Bai's Real Estate now.

It was not the first day that Wang Hailiang knew Ji Dapeng, nor was it the first time he dealt with him. He had some understanding of the personality of the number one young master in the Capital Province. Basically, this man was a man who dared to do and take responsibility for his actions. If he was really the one who did what Li Sanmao did, he would definitely admit it.

After hearing Ji Dapeng's words, Wang Hailiang was shaken, but when he thought of the influence of this matter, he still said with a wry smile, "Mr. Peng, Li Sanmao is still a member of Bai's Real Estate. Now the situation is very passive."

"I don't care. That's your business. Anyway, we didn't do it. If someone insists on framing us, I'm sorry, I won't accept it. You will have to bear any problems that arise in the future." After saying this, Ji Dapeng took the basketball from Tang Xiaolei who was walking towards him and continued playing with Mou Wei.

Tang Xiaolei came over and took out a bucket of drinks from the refrigerator next to him and gulped down a few mouthfuls. Then he came to sit in front of Wang Hailiang and said, "Uncle Wang, someone wants to frame us in this matter."

Tang Xiaolei was the son of his immediate superior, and the two of them often met each other and treated each other as uncle and nephew. Perhaps because of this relationship, the conversation between them was more equal. It was not like when he was facing Ji Dapeng, who just gave him the answer and did not allow him to explain anything.

Facing Tang Xiaolei, Wang Hailiang also felt no pressure, so he repeated what he had just said, "Xiaolei, after all, Li Sanmao is a middle-level cadre of Bai's Real Estate. Now that something has happened, I think it will be difficult for Bai's Real Estate to get rid of the relationship."

"Yes, we know that, too. That's why we came to discuss it with you, Uncle Wang?" Tang Xiaolei nodded. He also knew that things would become very troublesome once Li Sanmao died. Bai's Real Estate had maintained its leading position in the industry over the years, and there were many people who were jealous of it. Now that there was such an opportunity, it was inevitable that everyone would take advantage of the situation and find trouble with Bai's Real Estate.

"I also want to discuss it, but Li Sanmao is already dead," Wang Hailiang explained.

"Yes, Uncle Wang, isn't it because the person is dead that there is no evidence? Besides, Li Sanmao is a grown man. He should be responsible for his own actions. It shouldn't involve too many people, right?" Tang Xiaolei laughed and seemed to be making decisions for Wang Hailiang.

What a great saying! There is no evidence after death. Hearing this, Wang Hailiang fell into deep thought.

Yes, Li Sanmao is dead, but because he is dead, there are many variables. For example, because of the death of a person, the person's unit can be blamed, that is, Bai's Real Estate. Of course, because of the death of a person, it can also be said that it has nothing to do with Bai's Real Estate. As Tang Xiaolei said, Li Sanmao is an adult and has legal responsibilities. What he did cannot be blamed on anyone else. This is the best interpretation of the word "official" and everything he says is reasonable.

Seeing Wang Hailiang remain silent, Tang Xiaolei continued, "Uncle Wang, you don't have to worry too much. Mr. Bai has already contacted my dad about this matter. I believe they are now discussing a solution. I think Uncle Wang just needs to follow his instructions. Anyway, the sky won't fall down. Even if it does, there are tall people to hold it up. What are we worried about?"

Wang Hailiang's frown finally relaxed after hearing this. Yes, this matter involves many people and many interests. Although he is the director of the Public Security Department, he is just a small role. At least his boss Tang Jian is very concerned. Even if it is for their own interests, they will definitely come up with a solution, and he only needs to execute it. Besides, the matter involves Bai Lianfeng and the Ji family, so even if he wants to worry about it, it will not be of any use.

Thinking of this, Wang Hailiang finally smiled, "Come on, Xiaolei, have a drink with your uncle."

Just as Tang Xiaolei said, at this time, his father, Tang Jian, secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee, was drinking with Bai Lianfeng of Bai's Real Estate.

The location is on the top floor of Bai's Real Estate Company. This is Bai Lianfeng's private office. Apart from his assistant Zhou Yinjiu, only a few very important guests like Tang Jian can come in.

Bai Lianfeng and Tang Jian are both in their fifties. When they get together, they naturally won't drink liquor and beer like the young people do. Today they are drinking red wine, 82 Lafite.

Bai Lianfeng gently shook the red wine glass in his hand to allow the bright red liquid to fully come into contact with the air, then he raised his hand towards Tang Jian and made a toast gesture.

Tang Jian took a sip and said, "Boss Bai's wine really tastes very pure."

"Haha, Secretary Tang, you are too kind. It's just that my wine is purer. I don't have any hobbies, I just work hard. For example, when it comes to drinking, I personally believe that pure wine must be drunk, so I had someone buy it from the place of production. It has not passed through any dealers, so naturally there is no chance for counterfeiters, so this wine is much purer." Bai Lianfeng explained with a smile. When he said these words, his tone was very calm, and he didn't give people any feeling of showing off.