For the remaining two days, the itinerary was very tight. On the afternoon of the third day, Ji Shaohui and the others were personally received by Song Chongshan, the leader of Laibao City.Municipal Party Committee|Secretary Song Chongshan is Song Li's biological father, but he has an easy-going and tactful personality, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

"The bosses must have known about Laibao in the past three days. What do you think?" Secretary Song asked enthusiastically.

A merchant said: "I think the leaders of Laibao City are very kind, and the preferential terms they offer are very good."

"Then are you interested in investing in our city?"

The businessman continued: "We are very interested in the renovation project of the old city."

Several merchants have expressed their love for the transformation of the old city.Ji Shaohui also valued this, so he secretly observed which companies would compete with him.

"Oh, I see." Secretary Song understood that these businessmen were cunning, and tried to pick projects that could make money and have a high rate of return on profits.

He asked Fu Xiaohan again: "What about Mr. Fu, what does Mr. Fu think about this?"

Fu Xiaohan unabashedly stated Huanyu's expected investment plan. Secretary Song smiled and nodded to express his understanding, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Okay, I understand what you mean. To thank you again for coming to our city to communicate, there is an important dinner tonight, which can be regarded as the successful conclusion of this event."

After the meeting was over, Fu Xiaohan was walking out, a young man dressed like a peacock was leaning against the door of the conference room, and behind him were a few attendants in colorful clothes.

Fu Xiaohan closed his eyes in disgust, and Chen Jie whispered: "He is here again, let me tell Secretary Song!"

"No need." Song Li thought about him in that way, it's not a big deal, and he wouldn't go to complain to Song Chongshan.

Song Li stood obediently outside the door like a canine animal. When he saw Fu Xiaohan, he immediately beamed with joy and wanted to go up to talk to him, but Secretary Song's secretary suddenly appeared and said that the secretary wanted to ask his son to go to the office for a lecture.

Song Li gritted his teeth angrily, seeing that Fu Xiaohan was leaving the next day, but he didn't even hold his hand, he felt regretful and sad.

"Look at you, how decent are you, lest outsiders not know that you are a rabbit?"

Song Lihong narrowed her eyes and said aggrievedly: "I like Fu Xiaohan and he doesn't disturb others!"

"Why didn't you disturb others? Among the merchants, there was a man named Ji Shaohui. He was the one who told me after the meeting that you harassed his friend. You really embarrassed me."

"That old bastard's complaint? His grandma, I must cut him to death." Song Li exploded instantly, wanting to chop up Ji Shaohui and swallow him.

"Can you be more ambitious? After a while, the province will come to investigate. It's related to my promotion. Little ancestor, can you calm down for a while and stop causing trouble everywhere?"

"Dad, do you want to be promoted?"

"Well, Tang Zhongqing from Dragon City is going to the provincial party committee to do some business. His position will be vacant soon. Dragon City is a treasure land for high-ranking officials. If I stay in Tang Zhongqing's position for three to five years, it will be better than here. Much stronger."

When Song Li heard that he might live in Longcheng in the future, it meant that he would be able to meet Fu Xiaohan often, and the child jumped up and down excitedly, his mind was full of the beauty of him and Fu Meier.

"Son, your saliva is drooling! Sigh, you are already 27, why are you still acting like a milk baby?" Song Chongshan said dotingly.

Song Li immediately wiped off his saliva with his sleeve, hugged his father's neck, and kissed him twice: "Dad, I love you so much!"

"Bastard, you are strangling your father, let go."

"No loose, Dad, I love you the most!" After speaking, he kissed twice again, and Song Chongshan's face was covered with transparent saliva.

At this time, the door of the secretary's office was suddenly opened, and the secretary's secretary, Fu Xiaohan, and Chen Jie stood outside the door, looking at each other.

The secretary was obviously no stranger to this picture of father and son loving each other, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and his expression was serious: "Secretary Song, President Fu Xiaohan of Huanyu Group wants to meet you."

"Why didn't you knock on the door?" Song Chongshan took out a tissue to wipe off his son's saliva.

"I knocked for a long time, but you didn't respond. There was a problem with the phone line in the past two days, and I couldn't get through to your call..."

"Okay, okay, don't explain, Fu is always a guest, let him in!"

Song Li obviously didn't expect Fu Xiaohan to find his father in person, so he planned to stay in Song Chongshan's office, and it would be great to see the beauty a few more times.

"Xiao Li, you go out first, I have to work!" Song Chongshan said with a smile: "Boss Fu, please come in."

"No, Dad, I want to observe your work."

"Get out!" Song Chongshan knew his son's crooked thoughts and said sharply.

"No, dear father, I want to study, your son I want to study!" Song Li sat on the sofa with a stern face and refused to leave.

Song Chongshan's face turned blue and red, feeling that the brat had lost all his face, he sneered at Fu Xiaohan and said: "Xiao Li is not an outsider, or let him..."

Before Secretary Song finished speaking, he saw a tall and thin black figure grabbing Song Li by the collar of his coat and throwing the noisy and excited Young Master Song on the floor outside the door.

"Ouch, my ass, fuck|you fucking pervert, what did you throw at me?"

Chen Jie said blankly: "President, be quiet now!"

"Well, Assistant Chen, go outside and close the door." Fu Xiaohan consciously sat on the leather sofa for receiving guests. Song Chongshan's eyes almost popped out when he saw this scene.

"Secretary Song, the next conversation is not suitable for your son to listen to."

"Oh...well..." Song Chongshan wiped the cold sweat off his brow, decided to show some majesty as a parent, and immediately asked the secretary to lock the door behind him, in case Song Li jumped out again and made trouble for him.

Unwilling to give up, Song Li knocked hard on the palm-thick wooden door.The door panels of the agency leaders are made of strong and good wood, and a door is worth five figures, so Song Li's actions did not affect the conversation between Fu and Song inside the door panels.

"Secretary Wu, give me the key to my dad's office." Song Li rubbed his butt, reaching out to touch the secretary's pocket.

"This...your father has explained..." Secretary Wu knew that the second generation ancestor had a bad temper, and planned to retreat first with a nonsense reason, but Song Li brute force hugged the secretary's neck, and the secretary was strangled, panting heavily beg for mercy.

"Give it to me?" Song Li grabbed the secretary's neck with one arm, and groped into the secretary's suit with the other.

Chen Jie couldn't stand it for a long time, got up from the sofa, and easily grabbed Song Li's neck with only one hand, plop, the sound of his gun colliding with the hard floor was terrifying and tragic.

Song Lihong rolled his eyes and roared angrily, "Are you crazy, are you?"

Chen Jie said coldly: "I'm not sick, but Mr. Song, you should go to the epidemic prevention station for rabies vaccination."

"Fuck|Damn it!" Song Li rolled up his sleeves to fight Chen Jie.

Chen Jie had served as a soldier in the army for four years, and his physique was extraordinary. In addition, he was two heads taller than Song Li, how could Song Li be his opponent.Chen Jie pushed lightly, and the Second Generation Ancestor fell heavily to the ground again. This fall, Song Li could almost see the bird in his eyes, and his nose was bleeding from the knock.

"Oh my God, I'm bleeding...Dad, I'm bleeding..." Song Li covered his delicate and small nose. Flow out from the seams.Song Li had never seen such a fucking scene since he was a child, his legs went limp, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

What a waste... When Chen Jie saw the distressed young man, he had no sympathy at all, so he went back to the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

******

Fu Xiaohan didn't hide anything, and directly proposed to Song Chongshan that Huanyu wanted to invest in local entertainment cities and resorts, and renovate the old city by the way. After hearing this, Song Chongshan was extremely upset. He felt that Fu's obviously took advantage of it, so he pretended to hesitate for a long time. He said: "It is already an honor for the people of our city to be willing to invest in a well-known company like Huanyu. However, I have to discuss it with the team members. After all, we must be cautious about large projects and not waste a single brick."

The purpose of Song Chongshan's invitation to merchants this time is to sell land, improve his achievements during his administration, and do a face-saving project for his transfer to Longcheng.He didn't want Fu Xiaohan to invest in any entertainment city at all. Not only did he fail to achieve his goal of selling land, but it might also pose a threat to the survival of the local entertainment industry.

Fu Xiaohan smiled lazily, but it was not difficult for Song Chongshan, who was pretending to be cautious, to change the topic, "I heard that Secretary, your ancestral home is from Longcheng?"

"Oh, yes..." Secretary Song narrowed his shrewd eyes.

"If you can be the parent officer of Longcheng, it must be a blessing for the common people." Fu Xiaohan said such an ambiguous sentence.

Song Chongshan's eyes lit up, and he wanted to get some credit from Fu Xiaohan, so Fu Xiaohan wanted to leave.Song Chongshan politely persuaded him for a while, and said that he would focus on Fu's investment plan. The two shook hands happily. Song Chongshan opened the door and planned to give Fu Xiaohan a ride in person, but saw a pool of money flowing outside the door. Blood.

"What's going on?" Chen Jie was the only one sitting on the sofa in the corridor, reading a newspaper.

"The ground is slippery, your young master accidentally knocked on the ground, the secretary sent him to bandage it." Chen Jie said coldly.

"Oh my god, this child doesn't have eyes when he walks." Song Chongshan said with a sigh, he could only give up the idea of ​​seeing off Fu Xiaohan, and went to see his son's injuries first.

In the evening, at the most luxurious restaurant in Laibao City, Song Chongshan personally sat down and entertained everyone.

The seats for the banquet were arranged by Mayor Ma himself, and Fu Xiaohan, Ji Shaohui and Secretary Song were arranged in the most honorable positions in the center of the banquet hall.

Ji Shaohui was in a very happy mood tonight, not only because he was sitting at the same table with the white swan he admired intimately for dinner, but also because Mayor Ma's move implied that Laibao City attached great importance to him, and that he took over Laibao's contract. Projects have great benefits.

"Boss Fu, I offer you a toast." Ji Shaohui ignored Fu Xiaohan's indifference to him and offered a toast.

Fu Xiaohan laughed, shook his wine glass, and sarcastically said: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Ji is so eloquent and eloquent. He only met Ma Hai twice before he fell in love with him."

Hearing this, Ji Shaohui was not annoyed. In Ji Shaohui's eyes, he just felt that Fu Xiaohan was still a child whose edges and corners had not been smoothed, young and energetic, who had not learned how to look stingy in his eyes, and was a little too arrogant.This kind of daring personality is very suitable for dominating the mall, but at the same time it also has hidden dangers.If he loses the famous title of President Fu, the child will probably suffer a lot.

"It's my Ji Shaohui's skill to be able to flatter me." Ji Shaohui said without blushing.

Fu Xiaohan smiled sideways, not paying attention to Ji Shaohui at all.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, and Song Li's face was bruised and his nostrils were stuffed with cold cotton cloth. He looked miserable and funny, and he sat across from them.

The old bastard dared to miss his beauty, Song Li just wanted to find two security guards to throw Ji Shaohui outside, he wished he could sit next to the beauty and kiss Fangze.

"Master Song, what's wrong with your nose?" Ji Shaohui smiled.He thinks that Song Li is an interesting kid from a rich family. Although he is a bit stupid, he also brings a lot of joy to Laibao and his party.

Only then did Song Li think of the culprit, and cursed loudly, "Mr. Fu, where's that pervert next to you?"

"There are no perverts around me, Mr. Song, please pay attention to your words."

"Fuck! It's that crazy ugly guy with black-rimmed eyes."

As soon as Ji Shaohui heard the black framed eyes, he knew that it was the assistant named Chen Jie who hurt the second ancestor's nose.

"You mean Assistant Chen? Assistant Chen didn't come to the banquet tonight."

"Lucky for that pervert!" As he said, Song Li pulled out a knife from his waist, "Tell that pervert, I, Song Li, will not let him go."

There is no chance this time, and next time, Longcheng is so close to Laibao, he doesn't believe that he can't deal with that ugly monster who bullies him.

During the dinner, Ji Shaohui took the initiative to toast at other tables, and exchanged business cards with several bosses and dignitaries who were able to chat.Fu Xiaohan sat in his original position calmly, waiting for others to take the initiative to get to know him.

Seeing that Ji Shaohui was busy socializing and walking away, Song Li quickly picked up two glasses of white wine and sat beside Fu Xiaohan, "Mr. Fu, you are leaving tomorrow. We don't know when we will meet when we leave. Let me toast you." , it counts as our acquaintance."

"Master Song, you're welcome." Fu Xiaohan said lightly.

"Then you drank this glass of wine."

"Mr. Song really flattered me. I'm just a businessman, and Mr. Song is the majestic prince of Laibao City. Why should I know as much as a merchant like me?" Fu Xiaohan looked at Song Li's squinting eyes, feeling sick in his heart , I don't want to drink Song Lijing's wine.

"Fu Xiaohan, can you save face, your assistant hurt my precious nose, you are his master, shouldn't you show something?"

Fu Xiaohan remained silent, with a trace of impatience flashing across his face.

"I admit that I have fantasies about you, but that pervert doesn't need to be so ruthless. I, Song Li, rely on my face to eat, and my nose won't go away in half a month. Mr. Fu, do you think it should be given to you? Shall I apologize?" Eldest Young Master Song said seriously.

Song Li is a standard handsome boy, his nose is bruised and swollen at this time, he looks really pitiful, under his soft and hard way, Fu Xiaohan can only pick up the glass of wine and drink it down, but he didn't notice Song Li's eyes Glittering light in the depths.

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