The Beijing-flavored tea master and the rich and powerful boss are HE

The two sat in the bar until midnight, saying that they wanted to open a bottle of more expensive wine.In the end, under Song Zhi's persuasion, the point was not made.

First, because of drunk driving.

Secondly, Song Zhi was also afraid that Fang Chengyan would be scolded by the old man when he returned home. His grandfather had a bad temper and scolded people pitifully.

He seemed to be thinking a lot, but in fact, it was also because he didn't have a few dollars left in his pocket.

Song Zhi's behavior tonight is much more restrained. Even when the dancer in leather pants turned around with his dance steps last time, he politely rejected him, saying that he had no intention of having fun today.

President Fang at the side was very pleased with this.

They were chatting leisurely at the bar, but Fang Chengyan was so boring. Song Zhi chatted with him, but the effect was like throwing stones into a dead lake.

Before twelve o'clock, Song Zhi was too sleepy to keep his eyes open.

On the way back, he fell asleep in Fang Chengyan's co-pilot.As soon as he got out of the car, he said "I'm sleepy, I can't do it" to the man, then half-closed his eyes and went upstairs.

Fang Chengyan locked the car and walked into the gate.

The TV in the living room was still on, and the housekeeping host on it was promoting a certain electronic product to the audience in a voice like beating chicken blood.

The old man came out of the kitchen with an enamel cup in his hand. Seeing Fang Chengyan coming back so late, he didn't say anything to reprimand him.

——But he is very tolerant of anything that touches Song Zhi.

Fang Changyun sat down on the sofa, raised his head and asked, "Has the company's matter been resolved today?"

"Not yet." The man replied.

The old man stared slightly: "What's going on?"

Fang Chengyan glanced in the direction of the second floor, and seeing that Song Zhi had closed the door, he said slowly, "Secretary Han is calling."

"Siji Real Estate found a few more relocated households who caused disturbances, and wrote to the municipal government. They complained to the bureau and wanted more demolition funds."

"Hmph." The old man let out a cold snort: "The demolition compensation and resettlement contracts are in black and white, clearly written! Now you turn your back and say no?"

Fang Changyun waved his hand: "Don't worry about it, just tell them to make trouble!"

The old man's temper has been violent since he was young, and he is still the same at this advanced age.He stared angrily at the clouds of water vapor rising from the glass, and after thinking about it, he couldn't ignore it, so he asked, "Will the city government summon you?"

"Are you ready?"

"Well." Fang Chengyan replied, "It's not a big trouble."

"Before at the construction site, I explained the demolition payment and subsequent compensation to the tea farmers face to face, so there are many witnesses."

"Well done!" The old man praised loudly, "If you have such a delicate mind, it's not in vain all these years."

"It's not that I'm thoughtful." Fang Chengyan lowered his eyes, as if he was recalling something.

He remembered that it was Song Zhi who was under the big tree that day and beckoned him to go over and explain to everyone.

And that explanation will solve his troubles in the next few days.

Fang Chengyan told the old man: "On the first day at the construction site, Song Zhi acted as a wingman, so that I had the opportunity to communicate with the tea farmers face to face."

Fang Changyun held the enamel jar in his hand, and didn't feed a mouthful of hot water into his mouth for a long time.

After a long time, I finally choked out a sentence:

"Noble!"

"Young Master Song...you are really blessed!" The old man sighed, "Blocking the car for me again, smashing his own head, and helping you solve such a mess!"

The veteran real estate director who has been a master for half his life, suddenly found it difficult to repay his kindness: "How should we thank him, Cheng Yan?"

Fang Chengyan's expression was calm, without any emotion.

He said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will thank him well."

"It's good if you have this kind of thought. It's a long time. We owe others. Oh, let's pay it back slowly..."

Immediately afterwards, Fang Changyun put down the cup in his hand as if remembering something.

"The financing company, how do you plan to solve it?"

"I'm waiting for him to come to the door."

"A mere deputy director really ate a bear's heart and a leopard's guts!" When he thought of this, he became furious, and his anger was at its peak, but unexpectedly the man said:

"I want to continue working with them."

Fang Changyun almost doubted his ears at this moment: "Are you stupid?"

"How did I teach you?" He slapped the coffee table hard, making a "bang" sound.

"There is no need for suspects, and no doubts for employers. Look at the deputy director of the financing company. After doing such a thing, do you still think it is necessary to continue to cooperate?"

Fang Chengyan was silent for a while, before revealing his true thoughts.

"At the beginning, I agreed to his shareholding precisely because I had other ideas about the money."

The old man stared at his face and suddenly fell silent.

He looked seriously at Fang Chengyan, who was tall and straight, with an extraordinary appearance under the light of the living room, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was no longer the little boy who loved to play with remote control cars.

The old man frowned tightly, he let out a long sigh, and warned: "Be careful, don't capsize the boat in the gutter."

"I understand." Fang Chengyan said.

……

Since the day he came back from the procuratorate, Zhang Ming hasn't had a good time.

He didn't sleep all night, and the phone continued for hours and hours without interruption.

He didn't know how many times he had explained to those directors who could eat people in the company in turn, and the phone was beaten hot in the end.

Zhang Ming finally got a moment of free time. He threw away the hot phone and lay back on the recliner, feeling his head buzzing.

The edge of the recliner was full of cigarette ashes. In just one night, I smoked pack after pack of cigarettes.

It is said that Cheng Kaizu's company has paid a fine of 50 yuan, and now the company's funds are completely useless.

Zhang Ming couldn't help cursing in his heart, an idiot, he said that he did this because he cared for his employees and couldn't bear to lay off employees.As a result, after doing such a thing, the speed of layoffs may be accelerated.

Damn tortoise bastard, it's fine to find death yourself, but before he died, he even dragged him into the water together!

As a result, he still has to put down his old face and find a chance to say something nice to Fang Chengyan.Thinking of this, Zhang Ming's temples throbbed with pain, as if a little person had chiseled in it, a heart-piercing pain.

The directors urged him to resolve this matter and continue to invest.Otherwise, the only project that the company is optimistic about this year will be completely ruined, and he will not have his share in the dividend at the end of the year!

Although Zhang Ming was extremely unwilling and unwilling, in the end, he still had to knock on the door of Fang Chengyan's office with a gift as he did the first day.

"Please come in."

As the man's voice sounded, Zhang Ming pushed the door open and entered.

And the people in the office seemed to have expected him to come, closed and pushed the documents aside, sat on the swivel chair, looked at him coldly, and waited for the other party to speak first.

"Mr. Fang."

Zhang Ming cracked a smile: "It happened last time."

Fang Chengyan asked: "What's the matter?"

"It's about the procuratorate."

Fang Chengyan continued to ask: "There are many things, you have to explain clearly, what is it?"

Zhang Ming knew that he meant it, and replied with a forbearing expression: "Cheng Kaizu has read the financing contract I signed with you, this matter."

The man said, "Deputy Director Zhang still remembers."

"please continue."

Zhang Ming moved his eyes away uncomfortably. He didn't dare to look at the man, but kept staring at somewhere in front of the desk: "Let me tell you directly, he contacted me before, and he wanted to take back the bidding, but I definitely disagree, Four Seasons Real Estate is a small company, and there is no comparison with Century Real Estate, so if I cooperate with him, I'm afraid I'm just taking money for excitement?"

"Besides, I signed the guarantee agreement with you. I didn't intend to do this at all." This was the rhetoric he had thought up early in the morning, directly leaving the relationship between himself and Cheng Kaizu completely clear.

"But the contract was indeed leaked from me. It was my mistake. I apologize to you." He bowed deeply to Fang Chengyan.

Fang Chengyan didn't show any intention to make things difficult for others, he just stared at the other party lightly: "I can also hold Deputy Director Zhang responsible for leaking the contract, do you think I should continue to cooperate with you if such a mistake occurs? ?”

Zhang Ming was extremely embarrassed: "It shouldn't be."

"Your son and I had a feud, and Deputy Director Zhang almost ruined the project I had so hard to get."

"Now, you want me to give you another chance?"

The man suddenly approached the table, and anger rose in his deep eyes: "Do you think that everyone else is an idiot?"

"It's my problem, it's my problem." Zhang Ming apologized again and again, "Cheng Kaizu is cunning and insidious. I didn't pay attention. He took the time and let him see the documents."

Fang Chengyan told him: "We didn't need financing at first, but because of the face of Deputy Director Zhang's company that bought our shares earlier, we sold our favor."

"As a result," he glanced sharply at Zhang Ming's hand, "Deputy Director Zhang has such an attitude?"

"You can go back. This is not the attitude I want. I have never been short of material things." After Fang Chengyan finished speaking, he took and opened the documents at hand. This move may drive people away again. The meaning is inside.

Zhang Ming also looked down.

In his hand is a bottle of expensive foreign wine, which costs 10 US dollars in the US market.

Zhang Ming was able to grasp a hint from Fang Chengyan's words. Although the man's tone was not good, the rhetoric that "material" is not "material" seems to be a joke.

Isn't what Fang Chengyan wants is an attitude?

He was so anxious that after saying goodbye to the other party, he came out of the building in a panic and called Zhang Lingze.

"Ling Ze, what have you been up to lately?"

"Nothing busy."

Zhang Lingze rarely received calls from Zhang Ming, so he immediately asked, "What's the matter, Dad?"

"You come to Qingyuan tomorrow." Zhang Ming said in an orderly tone, which meant that no one could refuse.

"Qingyuan?"

Zhang Lingze was very puzzled, because he knew that Song Zhi opened a tea house in that town, and Zhang Ming hated him and Song Zhi the most.

"What are you doing, Dad, I have an appointment with someone tomorrow..."

"Come as soon as you are told! There is an important matter! If this matter cannot be done, you will not have money to spend next year."

money?

When Zhang Lingze heard this, he thought his own father needed help with some business.He put down everything at hand, bought a plane ticket the next day and went there.

result.

That night, Zhang Lingze was dragged by his own father and came to Fang Chengyan to apologize.