Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

"No, on the contrary, because we have successfully achieved our goals, we don't have to do any useless work."

Fang Xiang saw Lei Luo taking out the cigar, but didn't say anything.

When I heard his question, I immediately understood that someone might be the lobbyist.

In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of people coming to visit and invite him.

But no matter how you look at it, these people are all unknown little people.

They act as the vanguard for the big boss behind the scenes, or as a pawn, to gather information.

Since Fang Xiang had already reached a deal with Howard, he naturally didn't want to waste time on these people.

One is one, it doesn’t count as rejection.

Now, the only person who has the chance to see him and chat with him is Lei Luo.

However, Fang Xiang was not in a hurry and wanted to see what Lei Luo had to say first.

"Oh? Has it met your expectations?

In that case, Mr. Fang and Mr. Howard?"

Lei Luo indeed showed a curious look and looked at Fang Xiang.

Fang Xiang just smiled slightly and said nothing.

Seeing Fang Xiang's look, Lei Luo put away the remaining contempt he had for Fang Xiang because of his age.

"I heard that Mr. Fang is coming from the mainland. Recently, many big bosses have asked me to meet Mr. Fang.

The mainland has a vast territory and a large population, and many big bosses believe that there are huge opportunities in the mainland.

I wonder if Mr. Fang is interested?"

Sure enough, Lei Luo couldn't help it after all and started introducing people.

"Big boss? How big?"

Fang Xiang smiled and joked.

Just listen to these words.

Today's Hong Kong Island does not have the various kinds of hostility and vigilance towards the mainland as it did in later generations.

Even more than half of the population have come from the mainland in recent years.

But what about them wanting to do business with the mainland?

This is pure overthinking.

“There are people from all walks of life, and I really can’t refuse.

I hope Mr. Fang will forgive me.”

Lei Luo felt a little embarrassed when he saw Fang Xiang's intentional or unintentional smile and eyes full of teasing.

But after all, he is a big boss who has been in Hong Kong for decades, so he still has some adaptability.

Seeing that Fang Xiang had some hidden meaning in his words, he immediately understood that it was better to tell the truth.

“I came to Hong Kong this time mainly to take a look and do some small business.

Now we have seen it and discussed the business.

It is fate that we meet.

For others, there is no need.”

Fang wanted to see that Lei Luo was still honest, so he looked out the window and saw that the vehicle had already started to go up the mountain.

After thinking about it, I finally refused.

Who can I meet? What can I talk about?

Most likely it's meaningless.

If it's the Bao family, I can meet them, but as for the others...

just forget it.

"this...

There is something I don’t know whether I should say or not...”

Lei Luo was speechless for a moment.

Before I remembered it, someone had specifically greeted me and given me instructions.

After all, I couldn't help it.

"You are also a person of character. If you don't know whether you should say it or not, then don't say it.

Go back and tell me what you have to say. It won’t delay your work.”

Fang Xiang waved his hand. What Lei Luo wanted to know or ask were nothing more than those few things.

These were all smoke bombs thrown by Director Guo before.

Some people were fooled, some were confused, and some wanted to take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters.

But no matter what it is, it's a waste of time for Fang Xiang.

"Mr. Fang is talking about..."

Lei Luo smiled awkwardly. Seeing Fang Xiang’s refusal so thoroughly, he didn’t know what to say.

Fang Xiang felt more and more unsure about the situation.

Fang Xiang was also thinking about it at this time.

Lei Luo just exposed himself as a person who cannot control the right to speak.

It is easy to be swayed by external factors.

Then can the smuggling matter still be handed over to him?

In other words, is it safe to leave it to him?

However, before Fang Xiang had time to think about it, the vehicle stopped at the gate of a villa halfway up the mountain.

"Mr. Fang, please."

As soon as he parked the car, Lei Luo opened the door and walked around to Fang Xiang's side.

Bang Fangxiang opened the car door and made a gesture of invitation.

Fang Xiang got out of the car and saw that this villa was not the same one he went to last time.

He understood immediately. This might be the gift that Lei Luo prepared for him.

Following Lei Luo's footsteps, I walked past the Filipino maids who were lined up at the door and entered the villa.

The size and layout of this villa are still unclear.

However, the level and details of decoration seem to be basically the same as the Lei Luo Villa I visited last time.

After a few steps, I reached the study.

"please."

Lei Luo led Fang Xiang and Yin Qingqiu to the study.

Several Filipino maids who had been waiting here for a long time immediately placed the prepared tea, juice, snacks, fruits, and cigars in front of Fang Xiang and Yin Qingqiu.

After sitting down, Fang Xiang looked at the Filipino maids in front of him curiously.

He looks young, probably around 20 years old.

But not only does her technique of making and pouring tea seem extremely skilled, her appearance and figure are also very eye-catching.

Needless to say, they were all carefully selected.

Standing at the door was a male Filipino maid with a white towel in his hand, who looked to be around 40 years old.

He has a mustache and his clothes are higher quality than other Filipino maids.

If I'm not mistaken, he should be a butler.

In this house, except Fang Xiang and Lei Luo, the rest are all Filipino maids.

The people we just saw totaled more than a dozen.

I don’t know if there are any that I haven’t seen yet.

"Mr. Fang, what do you think of this house?"

Soon, with the skillful techniques of several Filipino maids, they completed their work and then left the study one by one.

Lei Luo took out a cigar, gestured, and asked with a smile.

"Looks good."

Fang wanted to pick up the cigarettes in front of him and found that they were Marlboro and Shoubai Nian. Curiously, he took one out and put it under his nose to smell it.

"It's just a little token of my appreciation. I hope you like it."

Lei Luo saw Fang Xiang took a cigarette, then he lit the cigar in his hand with confidence.

After exhaling a large cloud of smoke, he looked at Fang Xiang with a smile.

"No merit, no reward. Mr. Lei, such a big gift, it seems you have prepared for it?"

Fang Xiang picked up the Langsheng lighter on the table and lit the cigarette.

With a crisp ding sound, Fang Xiang realized that the shell of this Langsheng lighter was not only made of pure gold, but also inlaid with gems.

Looking at the study again, the materials and colors used are extremely high-end.

It seems that the evaluation just now was a bit low.

"Mr. Fang, you are joking. How much is this house worth?

Compared with the friendship of Mr. Fang and our future career.

It's just an appetizer."

Lei Luo pulled the ice bucket on the table in front of him and put the ice cubes into the two prepared wine glasses.

Then he picked up the glass bottle next to him and poured the whiskey in it into the glass.

Pushed it in front of Fang Xiang.

"Oh? It seems that Mr. Lei has made a decision?"

Fang Xiang put the cigarette he had just taken a puff of into the ashtray, picked up the wine glass, and put it under his nose to smell it.

It smells and tastes quite different from the previous whiskies I tasted.

The peat flavor is very strong.

“That’s natural, but I still don’t understand some of the things Mr. Fang talked about before.

I hope Mr. Fang can give me some advice. "

When Lei Luo saw Fang Xiang pick up the wine glass, he also put down his cigar, raised the glass in front of him and gestured.

"please say."

Fang Xiang also raised his glass to gesture and took a sip of the wine in the glass.

“The car business is not very profitable.

I think Mr. Fang’s previous statement of 37 is inappropriate.”

After taking a sip of wine, Lei Luo put down the glass, picked up the cigar again and took a puff.

He said slowly.

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