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The handmade purple clay teapot boasted by the seller is placed in a gift box with a yellow silk surface. It looks pretty good, and the hollowed out reliefs and dark patterns are also pretty delicate. It’s not bad for the naked eye. After all, it was sent out in the name of the company, so there should be no shame. Mr. Xu didn't understand these old things, so he asked him how much it was.

Ye Hanzheng took a photo of the receipt together.

After a long while without getting any reply, Ye Hanzheng called, and Mr. Xu said, "Forget it, junior, the love is deep and the relationship is shallow, don't contact me in the future."

Sure enough, this is the answer. Xuzhou is a well-known iron cock, and he is the same to everyone. Ye Hanzheng smiled helplessly. He didn't really ask for reimbursement. Xuzhou has helped him a lot. He should pay for this amount of money. Out, packed the gift, turned on the phone to check the balance on it, sighed, and fell on the bed.There are too many places to spend money, and it will be a long time before his goal......

In a blink of an eye, the day before Yang Yifeng's birthday, Ye Hanzheng went to visit with Manager Liu. Neither he nor Xie Ping was on the invitation list. Manager Liu had limited rights and could only bring one person there.

I have long heard that Mr. Yang loves ostentation, so he held a birthday party at Yunding Villa, which was just built in his home, and invited famous people from all walks of life to stay there. This time, there were especially many guests, and there were many uninvited guests like Ye Hanzheng. Yes, it gave old Yang enough face.

Before getting out of the car, Manager Liu handed Ye Hanzheng a room card. He still had some things to do, and told him: "The chairman has a distinguished guest today, so I guess I can only have time to talk about dinner tomorrow. You can just go around today. If you have any questions, let's call." Ye Hanzheng thanked him and went to find the room with a gift.

A few days ago, autumn just entered, Yunding Mountain Villa was full of red maple leaves, and there were many fallen leaves on the ground. They didn't clean it deliberately, and spread it here and there. At this moment, a person came running to meet Ye Hanzheng panting, "I'm sorry to bother you. Excuse me, do you know where there is a paint shop nearby?"

It was also the first time for Ye Hanzheng to come here, so he apologized and said he was not clear.

The man thanked him, and hurried away to ask someone else.

As we walked further in, the number of guests gradually increased. All of them brought gifts, and they were all invited to the birthday party. There were also some familiar faces, some of whom had cooperated with each other, and some had seen it in newspaper news.

"Hey, Director Xiaoye?"

"Mr. Zhang?" Ye Hanzheng heard someone calling him, and followed the voice. Zhang was always his first client. Later, he moved his family and went abroad, and his business was transferred there. He hadn't seen him for two or three years. pass.

Mr. Zhang Si is 50 years old, with a chubby beer belly, he said cheerfully: "Why are you here? Come with your Mr. Xu to celebrate your birthday?"

Ye Hanzheng nodded, and said with a smile: "I came to visit by myself, Mr. Xu has recently rested."

Mr. Zhang also wanted to come, Xuzhou just got married and must be very busy, so he chatted briefly with him, Ye Hanzheng said: "I didn't expect to see you here, I was supposed to visit your house. "

"Oh, look at you, you are still so well-behaved, everyone is busy, and you are even busier." Mr. Zhang is reasonable: "And it is so far away from me. I have to take an annual leave to go there, which is not worth it."

Ye Hanzheng laughed and asked, "Do you have any other arrangements when you come back this time?"

Originally, he wanted to invite him to dinner after the banquet was over, but Mr. Zhang waved his hand and said, "It's gone, the plane tomorrow night, I have to leave as soon as I'm done here, the company still has a meeting waiting to be held."

Ye Hanzheng said regretfully: "In such a hurry..."

"Yeah, there's no way. If I didn't want to meet the new president of the Lu family this time, I wouldn't have come all the way back."

Ye Hanzheng was taken aback, his hand holding the gift box trembled slightly, "You said, the Lu family..."

"Mr. Lu, everyone knows."

Ye Hanzheng was a little lost in thought, and asked after a while: "The new president, is it Lu... Lu Mingxiao... the young master?" He hadn't mentioned this name for a long time, and his throat was so dry that he could hardly make a sound.

Mr. Zhang said: "Who else can there be besides him? This Young Master Lu is really powerful. Not only did he kill his father, but he also made those directors who tried to rebel in his family submissive."

News about the Lu family never leaked out, and no one knew what was going on inside. It was the first time Ye Hanzheng had heard about him from others in so many years, and he was eager to know more.

Mr. Zhang is also watching the fun, and he doesn’t think it’s a big deal, and the gossip is endless, "People say that shopping malls are like battlefields, and small companies like ours usually fight to the death, not to mention the Lu family. Lu Haodong is also a powerful person. Yes. My son is not soft on his hands. If I can be half as cruel as him, I probably don't need to worry about my incompetent one. I also heard about this matter from others. It is said that Young Master Lu joined the company's core when he was a teenager. , directly threatened to spy on some of the directors of the Lu family shares. Those cannibalistic directors were all running for his life one by one. For someone like me who has experienced many battles, it is estimated that he would not be able to stay for half a year. A child can uproot all those old thieves, it’s impossible to accept it.”

After walking not far, we arrived at the villa in the villa, a main building, and two guest buildings on the left and right. Ye Hanzheng and Mr. Zhang went to the building on the left, and met the person who had just asked him for directions to buy paint. A small bag ran over in a hurry.

The man's name was Wu Lin, and he delivered the paint to the guest room in the main building, then withdrew and waited quietly.

A servant from the Yang family came over and asked, "Is Mr. Lu awake?"

Wu Lin motioned her to keep her voice down, saying she was awake.

The servant asked again: "Then when is the meal? I'll let the kitchen prepare it."

Wu Lin said: "Don't bother, just cook some porridge and serve it later."

The servant said: "But my master told me that he wants to treat Mr. Lu well."

Wu Lin said, "Porridge is good, white porridge."

The servant didn't say anything more, and said embarrassingly: "My master didn't expect Mr. Lu to arrive one day earlier, and he is rushing back from other provinces right now. Please take care of Mr. Lu."

Wu Lin nodded, and watched the servant go downstairs. After a while, he saw her bring up the cooked porridge, received it in her hand, turned around, knocked on the door, and walked in.

There was a tall figure standing in the room, wearing a dark bathrobe. He probably just took a shower, and his hair was still a little wet. He didn't seem to have seen Wu Lin, and he was playing darts with a blank expression, one by one. The silver dart needle hit the red heart, and even knocked off all the dartboards that were originally nailed to the dartboard, leaving only the one in his hand.

Wu Lin stopped and didn't move, looked at the shadows from outside the window on his sharp face, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lu, your porridge."

The voice fell for a long time, but there was no reply. Wu Lin didn't dare to speak out anymore. He stood at the door with a tray in his hand. The paint he bought today has been used up. It is placed on the desk by the window together with the brush. Holding a little doll that has just been filled with color, it is very small, Wu Lin has seen it several times, it is a cute little dinosaur.