Siheyuan: I am Jia Dongxu's cousin

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by the roar of the ship, Chen Zhichao rushed to Hong Kong Island from Ryukyu overnight.

Not long after Chen Zhichao arrived at the hotel to rest, he was called up by his subordinates.

"Boss, Zhang Weiguo has arrived at the Flower Planting Group."

"Um……"

Chen Zhichao washed his face with cold water to wake himself up, then dressed neatly, got in the car, and drove to the location of the Flower Planting Group.

20 minutes later, the subordinate said to Chen Zhichao, who was resting with his eyes closed, "Boss, the Flower Planting Group is here."

"We're here!" Chen Zhichao opened his eyes and slowly got out of the car.

Then he ordered his men: "Wait for me at the door, I will go up myself."

"Boss, this..." When the younger brother beside Chen Zhichao wanted to say something, he was interrupted.

"It's okay. Look at the security personnel here. If they really plan to do something to me, it will be useless for you to follow them."

Chen Zhichao was also somewhat helpless, because the current situation was stronger than people.

A moment later, Chen Zhichao came to the company's door and said to the security personnel who were checking, "Hello, I am Chen Zhichao from the Bamboo Union. Can you help me make an appointment with the boss of your company?"

"Are you Chen Zhichao?" The security personnel looked at Chen Zhichao in a suit and tie. They didn't expect that a gang leader would dress like a white-collar worker.

"Yes, I am Chen Zhichao. Please help inform Mr. Zhang." Although Chen Zhichao was a little unhappy that the security personnel questioned his identity, after all, this was someone else's territory.

"Wait a minute, I'll give him a call and ask. As for whether the boss will meet you or not, that's not up to me to decide."

After the security guard finished speaking, he said to another companion, "Brother Wang, you stay here for a while. I'll go and ask him on the phone."

"Okay, you go."

A moment later, the security guard came to the security room, picked up the phone and made a call.

"Hello, I'm Lin Qing."

"Hello, Secretary Lin. This is what I mean..."

After the security guard finished describing what happened downstairs, Lin Qing said, "Don't hang up yet. I'll go ask the boss."

After a while, Lin Qing came to Zhang Weiguo's office.

"Boss, there's a guy downstairs who claims to be the leader of the Bamboo Union Gang and wants to see you." Lin Qing said and stood aside waiting for Zhang Weiguo's reply.

"The leader of the Bamboo Union?" Zhang Weiguo stopped writing, thought for a while, and said to Lin Qing, "Let him come up!"

"I know the boss."

Looking at Lin Qing's leaving back, Zhang Weiguo turned the pen in his hand thoughtfully.

"It seems that the other party can't help it anymore!" Zhang Weiguo whispered.

Back in the secretary's office, Lin Qing said to the security guard, "Bring him up here. The boss has agreed to see him."

"Okay, Secretary Lin."

A moment later, the security guard came to the second door and said to Chen Zhichao: "Come with me, our boss agrees to see you."

"I'm sorry, it's my job." After searching Chen Zhichao's body, the security guard took Chen Zhichao upstairs.

With a "ding" sound, the two arrived at the floor where Zhang Weiguo was.

"Secretary Lin, this is Chen Zhichao." The security guard first took Chen Zhichao to Lin Qing's secretary office.

"Him?" Lin Qing glanced at Chen Zhichao, "Come with me."

"Dong dong..."

Lin Qing knocked on the door and entered, "The boss is here."

"Well, Lin Qing, you go out first."

"Okay, boss."

After Lin Qing left, Zhang Weiguo said to Chen Zhichao, "I wonder why Boss Chen came all the way from Ryukyu to Hong Kong Island to see me, Zhang Weiguo?"

Chen Zhichao looked at Zhang Weiguo's smiling face and always felt that the smile was malicious.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm here to apologize for my brother's behavior last time."

"Brother? Who is Boss Zhang talking about?" Zhang Weiguo asked knowingly.

Chen Zhichao looked at Zhang Weiguo's slightly playful smile, suppressed his anger, and spoke again: "Mr. Zhang, this is my younger brother Chen Bai."

"Chen Bai, oh, I remember now, isn't he the little brother who said he would make me look bad last time?" Zhang Weiguo pretended to remember something and continued, "Is Boss Chen here to avenge Chen Bai this time?"

As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere in the office suddenly became tense, and the security guard standing by loaded his pistol with two "clicks".

Seeing the gun pointed at him, Chen Zhichao wiped the sweat off his face and said quickly, "Mr. Zhang, please don't misunderstand me. I'm here to apologize, not to seek revenge on you."

Chen Zhichao knew that Zhang Weiguo was deliberately making things difficult for him, but he had no choice but to lower his head when facing the gun pointed at him.

"Is that so..." Zhang Weiguo stretched out his tone, and then instructed the security guard, "What are you doing? Didn't you hear what Boss Chen said? Misunderstood..."

Zhang Weiguo deliberately prolonged the word "misunderstanding".

"Put your gun down now." Zhang Weiguo pretended to scold the security guard, and then said to Chen Zhichao, "Don't mind it, Boss Chen. His men are ignorant."

"It's okay, it's okay." Chen Zhichao clenched his fists and forced a smile.

"Oh, look at my memory," Zhang Weiguo patted his head, "I forgot that Boss Chen was still standing. Hey, go and get Boss Chen a chair."

Zhang Weiguo continued, "Boss Chen, please sit down and have some tea first, and then we can talk slowly."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

As soon as Chen Zhichao sat down, Zhang Weiguo started talking about his tea, but he didn't get into business.

Zhang Weiguo knew very well that Chen Zhichao came here just for the Emperor's secret. The easier it is to get, the less people value it.

Chen Zhichao, who had drunk a bellyful of tea, was also a little annoyed at this time. Zhang Weiguo changed the subject as soon as he got to the point, which was really infuriating.

Finally, Chen Zhichao could no longer bear it and said, "Mr. Zhang is so magnanimous that he has forgiven my brother. Zhichao is very grateful. However, in addition to coming to your house to apologize for my brother's matter, I have another favor to ask of you."

Zhang Weiguo saw that the time was right. If he kept waiting, Chen Zhichao might really get angry and leave, so he said, "Oh? Boss Chen, is there anything I, Zhang Weiguo, can do for you? Just tell me."

"Zhang Sheng, I'll just say it straight."

Zhang Weiguo took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Boss Chen, please feel free to speak."

"Huh..." Chen Zhichao took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said, "Mr. Zhang, our Bamboo Union wants to sell Mr. Zhang's [Emperor's Secret] in Hong Kong Island. Mr. Zhang, please state your conditions."

When Chen Zhichao was ready to be slaughtered by Zhang Weiguo, he heard Zhang Weiguo suddenly speak.

"Okay, let's follow the price that Boss Chen's brother mentioned last time, 500 million Hong Kong dollars."

"??"

Zhang Zhichao began to doubt his ears. 500 million Hong Kong dollars, are you, Zhang Weiguo, so kind?

Just when Chen Zhichao wanted to ask Zhang Weiguo if he was serious, he heard him say, "But there is an additional condition."

"Huh..." Chen Zhichao breathed a sigh of relief, and he wondered why Zhang Weiguo was so kind.

"Please tell me, Mr. Zhang. As long as the Bamboo Union can do it, I will never refuse."

This time, Zhang Weiguo didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly.

"I need Boss Chen to help me transport some stuff to the mainland!!"