Someone from outside the Independent State
From Beijing
Nan Zhengyu didn't know much about Ji Nan's friends, only some general information.
Nan Tianyi just told him about the meal and said he would ask the butler to send the invitation letter later. After a brief chat, he hung up the phone.
Nan Zhengyu waited until he hung up the phone before he stood behind his desk and pondered for a long time. After a while, he put down the phone, frowned, and rang the bell for his secretary to come in.
Nan Ling made Nan Tianyi unhappy, so he must perform well when he attends Xie Tingyun's birthday party in a few days, and it would be best if he could put more thought into giving gifts.
Nan Zhengyu was thinking about asking his secretary to check if there was anything good in his personal vault, or maybe he remembered hearing someone say there was a magical little pill on the black market.
Nan Tianyi and Xie Tingyun are not short of money, nor are they the kind of people who care about the value of gifts.
Apart from Xie Tingyun's poor health, the two of them had everything they needed... If he could give them some of these hard-to-find yet useful magic medicines, it would be much better than giving them jewelry.
The secretary quickly pushed the door open.
"Boss Nan."
"Um."
Nanzhengyu is a man of action.
"Please help me with something. Go find..."
The secretary took out a small notebook to record.
Nan Zhengyu was talking when he suddenly remembered something. In a flash of inspiration, he thought of a person - Adam.
The pills come from the black market.
No one knows who the seller is.
In the past two years, it has become an even scarcer resource and is rarely circulated in the market.
If he wants to buy it at the last minute, he may not be able to buy it.
But Adam is the contact person on the black market in the Independent State, and he should have resources related to the small pills. Adam just wants to buy tungsten through him, so he can exchange information with Adam.
Tungsten gold...he may not sell it.
But the little pill...he must buy it!
"Mr. Nan?" The secretary took out a small notebook and waited for a long time but he didn't reply, so he had to remind him quietly.
Nan Zhengyu came back to his senses, his eyes flickered, and he waved his hand and said to the secretary: "No need, I'll do it myself." The secretary was confused, but did not dare to ask more questions. He put away the small notebook in his hand and replied respectfully: "Okay."
By the way, remind Nanzhengyu of the next itinerary.
"Boss Nan, you have an appointment to have dinner with Mr. Nie tonight. The location is in the private room on the third floor of the InterContinental Hotel. Do you need a driver to take you there?"
Nan Zhengyu thought of this incident.
The Nie family contacted him the day before yesterday, saying that the old man in the family was coming here to play and wanted to meet him.
He had asked for help before, so it was difficult to turn it down. However, he had too many things on hand and could not spare the time. After asking his secretary, he decided to have dinner the day after tomorrow.
Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and tonight was the day we had agreed on.
Nan Zhengyu didn't think too much about it: "You arrange it, tell me when the time comes, and ask the driver to drive me there."
"Okay." The secretary bowed slightly.
Nan Zhengyu thought about it again and ordered, "Be smart at night. Go pay the bill when you think it's almost time. Don't let others pay."
The secretary bowed her head with understanding: "Yes, President Nan."
Nan Zhengyu then unbuttoned the collar of his suit, sat back in his seat, adjusted his swivel chair, and picked up the pile of unsigned documents on the table to look at them.
"Go out."
The secretary didn't dare to say anything more. He bowed respectfully and then quietly left.
**
at dusk.
As soon as Qiao Nian finished his work and walked out of the First Research Institute, he received a message from Adam.
Just one.
[Nanzhengyu wants a small pill, does Sun have any way? ]
Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes sank, and he didn't react for a moment, so he casually edited a [? ] and sent it over.
(End of this chapter)