Save the Sick Iceberg Project

"Not very good at smoking." Pei Yan declined, sat down and put the prepared documents on the table, "Mr. Tan, let's talk about business."

The gap between ideal and reality is too big, Pei Yan doesn't want to stay here for a minute.

"As I communicated with you on the phone before, the Hope University Student Union wants to hold a long-term debate in our school. It will invite the five most famous schools in the league to participate, and the major media will broadcast it live. We would like to invite the Hongcheng Group to act The partners of this debate..."

Pei Yan showed the organized documents and data to Tan Hu one by one: "If Hongcheng Group agrees to participate, this is the possible publicity benefit in the next three years..."

Tan Hu was smoking a cigarette and listening, the disapproval on his face gradually disappeared.

When he first contacted Pei Yan on the phone, Tan Hu thought he was just a brat. After all, university student unions would often approach well-known companies to organize corresponding activities, but most of these activities were small-time activities among students. Noisy, can't make a climate.

I thought this meeting was the same as before, and agreed to give the student who finally won the first place in the competition the opportunity to go to the Hongcheng headquarters for an internship, and just dismiss Pei Yan. The vision is much longer term.Pei Yan even used a model to calculate the actual publicity benefits that the debate might bring to the Hongcheng Group, and estimated the development and influence of the debate in the next few years.

The strength of this student cannot be underestimated.

Tan Hu put the cigarette in the ashtray, took the data in Pei Yan's hand and looked at it carefully. If it is true as what Pei Yan said, then as the first partner of the debate, Hongcheng Group may benefit more than just products The income brought by advertising and good social influence have immeasurable potential for future business development.

"It's a good idea, but it's all just on paper." Tan Hu narrowed his eyes, "Have you negotiated with the remaining four universities? And the media, if it's not the first-line media, it won't be able to achieve the effect you said."

Pei Yan pulled out another document and put it on the top: "This is a preliminary contract with Irving Video, and the exclusive broadcast has been negotiated."

He actually directly signed an exclusive contract with the top three players in the league!

Tan Hu's face really changed this time: "You did all of this?"

"The students in the student union are helping." Pei Yan smiled modestly.

Tan Hu stopped talking nonsense, signed the cooperation letter brought by Pei Yan, and said, "I can settle this matter with you first, but I need to communicate with the higher-ups about the specific operation."

"Understood." Pei Yan stood up, "After all, it is an exclusive broadcast for the entire league, and the details still need to be perfected."

"Do you have something to do tonight?" Tan Hu looked at his watch, and a warm smile appeared on his face, which was originally full of anger, "Don't rush to go, there is a game at my brother's place tonight, do you want to come over to play together? You guys College students in good schools are quite tense with their homework, and they should relax occasionally."

Pei Yan's always vigilant nerves twitched slightly, with a smile still on his face: "Thank you, Mr. Tan, for your kindness, but I have an appointment with a friend tonight, and I will definitely have a chance next time."

Tan Hu obviously wanted to recruit him. If it was on any student, it would be a good thing to be noticed by the department head of Hongcheng Group, but Pei Yan didn't have this intention.

Tan Hu felt too unnatural to him. Although he had a certain sensitivity to Hongcheng Group's business, he always seemed unfamiliar and stiff, like a screw in the wrong place. Imitating the pace of business elites, there is always a sense of disobedience, as if people who are used to bloody storms are forcibly changed into suits and leather shoes, and abruptly parachuted into their current high-ranking positions.

—Come in through the back door?

The Hongcheng Group seems to be in deeper water than he imagined. Pei Yan doesn't want to provoke right and wrong to get himself involved. As long as the cooperation is done, his goal will be achieved.

Tan Hu stood up and walked to the table, patted Pei Yan on the shoulder, and smiled at him meaningfully: "The young man has a bright future, but he just can't let go."

Pei Yan smiled faintly: "Thank you, Mr. Tan, for your reminder, but I do have something to do today, and I will invite you next time."

Tan Hu wanted to say something, but his phone rang suddenly. He gestured to Pei Yan to wait, and went outside to close the door.

"Hey," Tan Hu picked it up, "What's the matter? Are all the drinks ready? Pick the most expensive one. Don't lose your position when the young master comes later... What? You're not coming?!"

Through the glass, Pei Yan saw Tan Hu yelling at the phone with a dark face, and he knew it was not a good word by the shape of his mouth. After a while, he pushed the door and walked in with a dark face.

"I will follow up with you after the project." Tan Hu was obviously absent-minded, "Thank you for your hard work today."

"Where, I also want to thank Mr. Tan for giving me this opportunity." Pei Yan went along with the flow and didn't stay long, "I'll call you if there is any progress."

Tan Hu had no time to say anything else, so he let Pei Yan go with a few polite words.

Pei Yan walked out of the building of Hongcheng Group, and exhaled a long breath. Compared with the choking car exhaust in the room, the smell of car exhaust was much fresher.

Although Tan Hu was unreliable, the cooperation was successfully negotiated as planned. Pei Yan took out her phone in a good mood and sent a text message to Rong Xin: "Have you had dinner yet?"

After waiting for a while, Rong Xin didn't reply, probably fell asleep.

There was a gentle expression on Pei Yan's face, and a little distressed.

The rent is so expensive, and the relationship between Xiao Bingshan and his family is not good. Where does the usual living expenses come from? Is it enough?Could it be that he didn't even have money to buy clothes before he was frozen? He just said that he had a headache.

Pei Yan immediately decided to let Xin buy some sweaters, then turned her head and walked towards the commercial street.

He didn't hear it, but just a second after he finished sending the message to Rong Xin, the phone rang with a "ding" in the hidden alley next to Hongcheng Group.

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boom--

The pure black luxury car roared and parked in front of the most luxurious bar and mansion in City A - Mansion No. 68.

"Good evening, sir." The waiter in front of the door greeted him respectfully and opened the door.

Tan Hu got down from the driver's seat in a fit of anger, threw the car keys to the waiter, walked quickly into the mansion and went up to the second floor, pushed open the door of the box, and yelled:

"Fuck! What about the young master! Why don't you come if you don't come? You agreed to let us clean him up. How do you all do things!"

The younger brothers in the private room were all too arrogant to say anything, and looked at the only man in the room who was still sitting on the sofa as if they were asking for help.

"It's none of their business." Wu Feng, who was in a suit and leather shoes on the sofa, raised his eyes from the smoke, "The young master was already on the way, but suddenly he received a call from the master asking him to go home, saying that he had just come back from abroad and asked him to stay at home Calm down, don't ostentatiously go around."

Wu Feng poured Tan Hu a glass of Hennessy, and waved to him: "Don't be angry, come and sit down."

The box was obviously well-decorated, with more than a dozen bottles of foreign wine frozen in a barrel, the air was filled with an ambiguous smell of high-end perfume, the lighting was adjusted just right, and a thin printed blanket was spread on the Moroccan sofa in the middle.

Tan Hu panted heavily, his face darkened as if he was about to kill someone, as if he wanted to swear harshly, but he finally held back, sat down on the sofa, raised his head and drank a glass: "Damn it!"

"What the old man said is the imperial decree. Even if Master Yuan Qi wanted to play, would he dare to come?" Wu Feng added some wine to Tan Hu, and waved his hands for the younger brothers to play, "There is no other way, next time Just ask again."

He is about the same age as Tan Hu, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face. At first glance, he is very gentle, but the fundus behind the glasses is the same as Tan Hu's. If you look closely, you can see the coldness that makes people feel chills down the spine And hostility, that is the trace left by the experience of sword light and blood shadow.

Tan Hu was obviously still angry, and he said unwillingly: "We have been with Master Yuan Qi for more than ten years. He went abroad to study three years ago, and he finally came back recently. If you set up a clean-up bureau for him, the old man will cut him off halfway. , What a fucking back!”

Wu Feng was not as reactive as he was. He took a piece of ice and threw it into the wine, shook it, and said slowly: "The tree attracts the wind, you don't know why the young master went abroad three years ago. Although the limelight is over now, the old man is cautious." The point is always right."

"Isn't it just forcing a woman to death and stabbing his younger brother to death? What can happen after such a long time!" Tan Hu blurted out angrily.

Wu Feng's expression behind the lens turned cold, and he glanced at Tan Hu with a half-smile: "You don't want to confront the old man, do you?"

Tan Hu paused, as if he was finally afraid, cursed silently and leaned on the back of the sofa.

Zhao Cheng, the old man of Hongcheng Group, is an absolute representative of success in the hearts of people in City A, and even the idol of countless entrepreneurs.

However, few people know that behind this period of success, there is much unknown blood and cruelty.

Tan Hu and Wu Feng are the few who know the inside story.

In the world of young and Dangerous boys and gangs in Golden Port City more than 20 years ago, it was not so easy to make a fortune by reselling seafood. If you don’t step on others, you will never be able to get ahead.Zhao Cheng secretly manipulated countless thugs with his contacts and money to clear obstacles for himself, and used unscrupulous means to help his business on the surface, and only then did he step by step reach the peak of today.

Tan Hu and Wu Feng were Zhao Cheng's subordinates at that time, and there were many people who exchanged their lives for money like them. They had been under Zhao Cheng's subordinates for so many years, and the two had deeply seen the deep and terrifying mind of this old man. You have to be extra cautious when speaking loudly in front of him.

Later, the Hongcheng Group got on the right track. With their hard work, the two were arranged by Zhao Cheng to give their son Zhao Yuanqi as his right-hand man, and they were given the title of department head, so that they could come to the fore.

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"Drink, drink." Wu Feng poured another glass for Tan Hu, and gestured to the younger brother beside him.The younger brother immediately went out with understanding, and brought in a group of beautiful girls and boys after a while.

Wu Feng smiled: "Who said that if the young master doesn't come, we brothers won't be able to enjoy ourselves?" He gestured to Tan Hu to look at the row of Yingying and Yanyan by the wall, "Look, see if there is anything you like."

Tan Hu was originally in a slump, but suddenly his eyes lit up: "Hey, there are men." He grabbed a fair-looking boy and hugged him in his arms, and the depression just now was swept away. Kong, "Brother Wu still knows how to do things! Hahahaha!"

"We have been brothers for so many years, how can I not know you?" Wu Feng smiled lightly, took a sip of his wine, and called a girl to hold him in his arms.

The night was getting deeper, and the cold autumn wind whimpered and rolled over, lifting the bright red maple leaves on the ground and drifting away in the dry and cold air.

Xiaoxin Rou kept drinking, and Tan Hu drank too much in a short time. After playing a round of dice with his tongue out, he threw the wine bottle: "No... stop playing! I want to pee!"

The little boy Mei Sheng who was with him just now took his arm: "Brother Hu, you're drinking too much, I'll help you go!" If you can take this opportunity to say some sweet words, you can earn more money tonight.

"Go away! Who drank too much!"

The little boy was still inexperienced, and he didn't know that Tan Hu, who cared about face, would most refrain from being told that he couldn't drink.

Tan Hu impatiently threw the little boy onto the sofa, and staggered out of the box.

The restroom was at the end of the second floor. Tan Hu stumbled open the door, reeking of alcohol, and finally found where the urinal was. After draining the water, he pulled up his pants and turned to wash his hands.

"I thought it was a chick..." Tan Hu muttered, complaining in a daze that he was not enjoying himself, "What the hell is pure, it's all just pretending..."

click.

The bathroom door was pushed open and someone came in.

There were not many people in the box on the second floor, and the people who came were either rich or expensive, Tan Hu subconsciously raised his head drunkenly.

Yo, long legs.

The boy who came in was wearing a black mask and baseball cap. From the side, he could only see the white and slender neck line, but could not see his face clearly. The nose bridge under the mask was straight and straight. He was at least 1.8 meters tall, with a thin waist and long legs. Bai, even if he covers his face, he can tell that he is the best.

Tan Hu got drunk, felt that this man was several times stronger than the one in his room just now, his eyes couldn't move away immediately, his throat was dry because of his smooth and delicate neck, Tan Hu smiled and turned his head to chat up: "Handsome, come here Just kidding...why cover it up so tightly?"

The boy didn't speak, he stood where he was, his eyes fixed on Tan Hu's face motionless.

Tan Hu smiled, shook his hands and stood up unsteadily, and raised the corners of his mouth in good intentions: "Which family's star are you?"

The most handsome men and women in the entertainment circle are the most popular in the Fengyue field. They use their looks as capital in exchange for the money and connections they want.Tan Hu decided that this young man was a starlet who came to have a sugar daddy, and his eyes gradually became hot when he looked at him.He has enough confidence and confidence to get this young man, at most it is a matter of more money and less money.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts, and was so drunk that he didn't notice at all. The boy's slender fingers in black gloves lightly clasped the latch behind him, and with a "click", he locked the bathroom door behind him. , then reached into his pocket, and pressed the switch of the recording pen.

"Why don't you talk, handsome boy," Tan Hu thought he was shy, so he became more unscrupulous, hiccupped, and looked hotly at the young man, "Who are you here with? Do you want to sit in my brother's room?" sit?"

"Don't you know me?" The boy's magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

Tan Hu smiled instantly: "Hey, so you are an acquaintance. I blame my brother for having a bad memory. A beauty like you has forgotten, why don't you remind me?"

The boy slowly took off his mask and baseball cap.

Tan Hu squinted his eyes and stumbled forward trying to see the boy's face clearly, but he stopped suddenly in the next second, and in an instant he felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, the boy's pair of too good-looking The eyes are as black as the abyss in the night, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised. If it weren't for the hatred that gnawed in the bones, it could almost be called peach blossoms, so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate.

"Zhao Yuanqi is back, right?" Rong Xin's voice was as cold as if it had been frozen.

Tan Hu sobered up in an instant, took two steps back suddenly, and almost broke his voice in horror: "You...you're not dead?!"

"You are all still alive, how can I die." Rong Xin sneered coldly.

The killing intent rose within half a second, Tan Hu grabbed the marble hand sanitizer jar on the sink without hesitation, and smashed it down towards Rong Xin's head!

As if he had expected his action long ago, Rong Xin's eyes froze in an instant, he dodged to the right, and punched Tan Hu on the chin!

wow-

The pot in Tan Hu's hand immediately fell to the ground and shattered. He covered his face and yelled "Fuck!", the ferocity in his body was instantly aroused. He almost forgot Rong Xin's extraordinary skill, so he immediately touched it from the back with his backhand He took out a knife with a cold light, and stabbed it at Rong Xin's eyes!

The blade reflected Rong Xin's pale and handsome face. At that moment, his movements were as fast as black lightning. Tan Hu felt that he was suddenly grasped by him on the inside of his wrist, and then he pressed hard on a certain acupuncture point. Completely numb, Rong Xin snatched his knife with his hands, and the tip of the knife fell horizontally!

This knife move was too fast and professional. If Tan Hu was an ordinary person, his eyeballs would be gouged out on the spot. The instinct cultivated by years of walking in the rivers and lakes saved him. Tan Hu fell back suddenly, and the blade brushed against his eyeballs. , the sharp cold light almost blinded his eyes, but before he could catch his breath, he suddenly felt the howling of the wind, and before he even had time to see the movement clearly, he was kicked hard and hard by Rong Xin's flying leg Hit the stomach.

If a student from Hope University passed by at this time, his jaw would drop in shock—Rong Xin, who is usually weak and sick, even unable to avoid Guo Yiran's fist, is now like the most terrifying killing god. They are all as fierce as textbooks.

"puff!--"

Tan Hu was slammed into the wall behind him by the kick like a steel bar, almost vomited his stomach out of his throat.

"What the hell are you... wanting to do!" Tan Hu's eyes were cleft, and he leaned against the wall panting heavily.

"Four years ago, you and Wu Feng helped Zhao Yuanqi to force my sister," Rong Xin stood under the bright light, his handsome pale face was extremely cold, and he said every word, "I want you to confess."

Meanwhile, the flower market.

Xie Zhiyuan came out with a pot of camellias in his arms, stopped a taxi, and sent Rong Xin a text message:

[Rong Xin, are you at home now? I said last week that I will send you potted flowers today, do you remember? I will be there in about half an hour. 】

The author has something to say: Pei Yan, who is shopping for Xiaobingshan nearby, will never think of what he will encounter soon~