The Magnificent God of War

　　 It's not just them, the regulations are waiting, and other provincial and city leaders are also waiting.

　　 There is a large piece of fat in Donghai City, which can only be seen but not eaten. This is an uncomfortable thing.

　　Especially, Donghai City is developing rapidly nowadays, and it looks different almost every day. If I missed this trip, it would be difficult to get on the bus again.

　　 Lin Wu’s legs can’t be completely healed, but at least he can walk, limping, his face is full of anger all day long.

　　 "Master Fu, there is still no movement?"

　　 He couldn't help but ask.

　　 "Nothing happened,"

　　 Gao Fei shook his head, "I still recite the scriptures every day, eat fast~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is not like an underground king of a provincial capital, but Lord Fu is.

　　 "Where is the mask club?"

　　 "I heard that some people from the north came here, but they only came for a day and left without doing anything."

　　 Lin Wu really couldn't sit still, and Gao Fei couldn't sit still either. They found the regulations, and they couldn't sit still either.

　　 If you continue like this, you will miss the opportunity.

　　A few big bosses in the provinces and cities are all watching, but everyone understands that if they continue to wait and see, they will have no chance.

　　 The articles of association took the initiative to call a few big guys and asked them to go to the mask club to find Master Fu and ask them about the situation.

　　 Mask Club.

　　 is a very special place in the provincial capital.

　　 Here, there are good wines, good food, beauties, calligraphy and painting, antiques, you can say everything.

　　 The most important thing is that there is information here. As long as you want to know the situation, you can buy it here, unless the price you give is not enough.

　　 It’s not easy to enter this clubhouse. I didn’t get an invitation, and I didn’t even have the qualifications to enter. Most people have only heard of it, but never entered.

　　 I heard that the lowest threshold to enter here is worth one billion.

　　 The regulations are here, and several big guys are also here.

　　Everyone made an appointment because they were afraid that Master Fu would ignore them.

　　 For such a big piece of fat in the East China Sea, although they are competitors, there is no problem in cooperating temporarily.

　　 A few people entered the clubhouse, they were arranged to sit in a tea room, and soon someone served tea.

　　 The rules are not polite, I drank the tea in my hand, joking, this cup is worth one million, if you don't drink it, you will lose a lot!

　　 After a long time, Master Fu did not show up, and some people became a little impatient.

　　 "Housekeeper Zhao, is he here?"

　　 The middle-aged man standing there has a little gray hair, but he looks very energetic. He is the steward of Master Fu. He only knows the surname Zhao but does not know the specific name. He is also the person in charge of the mask club.

　　 Even if they are the regulations, they have to be polite when they see the housekeeper.

　　 "I'm here, I am reciting the scriptures." The housekeeper Zhao half-closed his eyes and said with a smile.

　　 "You guys stay calm, or I have another pot of tea?"

　　 The regulations waved his hand and said no, a cup of one million, one cup is to take care of Fu's business, drinking two cups is a bit expensive, he is willing to spend money, but these, he is really a bit reluctant.

　　 "It's okay, I gave this pot of tea."

　　 Butler Zhao beckoned and sent another pot of tea.

　　 Just waited for another hour, pacing back and forth in the regulations, looking up from time to time, but never saw Master Fu appear.

　　 "Steward Zhao?"

　　 Manager Zhao looked up: "Then I'll go and ask you all?"

　　 "I have a housekeeper, Zhao Zhao."

　　 The regulations and others are holding back in their hearts, knowing that this is Fu Ye's arrogance, but what can they say?

　　 Butler Zhao went, and after a while, he came back.

　　 The regulations and others immediately surrounded it.

　　 "How about, is Fu Ye willing to see us?"

　　 "Master Fu is going to rest."

　　 Butler Zhao is still smiling, "However, I have brought you the answers you want."

"how?"

　　 Regulations and others, their eyes suddenly brightened.

　　 "East China Sea, there is no shadow of the north."