Lei Fang actually didn't have too high expectations for Shangguan Chenlu. In his plan, he wanted to use the other party's dazzling driving skills to suppress Mo Xiaoan, and make Mo Xiaoan angry but unable to vent it - after all, Shangguan's identity was there.
Secondly, he wanted to give Mo Xiaoan the illusion that Wen Liang and Shangguan had a good relationship, which would give Wen Liang an extra layer of insurance. Although he felt that as long as Ning Xi was removed, Mo Xiaoan might not dare to take further action, but it was always a good idea to have more bargaining chips.
With the relationship between Lei Fang and Zhu Zixuan, even if Shangguan Chenlu knew the inside story of such a little calculation, the anger of the crazy woman was still within his tolerance.
But that was all. Lei Fang had never expected Shangguan Chenlu to directly intervene in the next contest. Ever since President Yan had to leave Beijing because of the incident, Shangguan Chenlu, as her most trusted, most capable and closest subordinate, had only acted as a spokesperson over the years, ensuring President Yan's voice and presence in Beijing, but she no longer directly intervened or controlled Beijing's affairs like she did in the past.
This is the price that must be paid after the Yanyu dispute.
But Shangguan Chenlu's last words showed that she not only did not care about being used tonight, but was also willing to come forward to protect Wen Liang, and in the name of President Yan!
This has never happened in the past five years!
Lei Fang looked at Shangguan Chenlu's receding back, and felt his heart tremble violently. He didn't understand, was it because Wen Liang was too important that he made an exception? Or was it that President Yan wanted to use this trivial matter as an excuse to return to the capital
"Sister Shangguan, Sister Shangguan... Shangguan Chenlu, wait for me..."
Zhu Zixuan stamped his feet, pulled Lei Fang's sleeve and shook it, saying, "Remember to come to me tomorrow. I have something to tell you."
Then he hurriedly chased Shangguan Chenlu, ran away for two steps, then turned back and pointed at Wen Liang and shouted: "You big liar, come to see me with Brother Lei tomorrow, I will make you pay!"
After the two women left, the crowd around them also gradually dispersed. Lei Fang took great pains to suppress his suspicion and asked tentatively: "Boss Wen, you and Shangguan..."
"We met by chance on the train. I didn't expect to see each other again. It must be fate."
Lei Fang laughed dryly twice: "Yes, it's fate, it's fate."
The winter night in the capital was as cold as ever. Wen Liang seemed not to notice Lei Fang's abnormality. He tightened his collar and said with a smile, "Master Lei, am I causing you any trouble?"
At this point, Lei Fang no longer dared to underestimate Wen Liang. He had to accept being tricked. After all, it was he who planned it first, and it might not be a bad thing for things to have developed to this point.
"I am sorry, Mr. Wen. Sister Xi entrusted you to me, but I didn't expect you to be frightened on the first day. Come on, I'll take you to a good place to relax and calm down. This is your apology."
Wen Liang declined politely, "Maybe some other time. It's thousands of miles from Qingzhou to the capital, and my waist is almost broken. To be honest with Master Lei, I just want to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep."
Lei Fang laughed loudly: "I neglected it. OK, let's go back to the hotel. I will accompany my brother to meet this famous person in Beijing tomorrow."
The fire caused by Aston gradually died down. Wen Liang looked back at the square again, with a faint smile on his lips.
It’s better not to see such people and scenery.
It was already early morning when we returned to the hotel, but Chang'an Avenue was so busy that it seemed like night had just arrived. Lei Fang sent Wen Liang back to his room but did not leave immediately. Instead, he stayed with him for more than ten minutes until there was a knock on the door. Lei Fang went out to take a look, and then said to Wen Liang, "Rest assured, I'll come back tomorrow."
Wen Liang walked him to the door. A few men in black appeared in the corridor. They were tall, with cold eyes and looked very tough. When they saw Lei Fang, they all bowed slightly. It was obvious that they were sent by Lei Fang to protect Wen Liang.
"A few errand boys. If President Wen needs anything, just tell them. They are a bunch of roughnecks, but they are pretty quick and nimble."
Wen Liang couldn't help but admire Lei Fang's attentiveness. Although Mo Xiaoan probably didn't have the courage to come to the Capital Hotel to cause trouble, he had been humiliated too much today, and he might be desperate and do something unexpected.
After Lei Fang left, Wen Liang went to the next room and knocked on the door. As expected, Fan Bo was not asleep. However, what Wen Liang did not expect was that Wan Siwei, whom he had met during the day, was actually in Fan Bo's room.
"Mr. Wen, you're back."
Fan Bo came over with a look of surprise. He didn't know what was wrong with this deputy director of the post office of Jiangyue Province. He came to his house to get close to him and even brought up Wen Liang on purpose. Fan Bo didn't know what Wen Liang was planning, and he didn't want to offend him, let alone reveal his own information. He was having a headache from talking about this and that, but he finally got Wen Liang back.
Wan Siwei stood up hurriedly and leaned forward slightly, which was a bit respectful and flattering. It was obvious that he had taken a fancy to Wen Liang in the Tan Family Hall this afternoon. He stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "I came here uninvited. I am really sorry to bother you. Please forgive me, Mr. Wen."
A smile appeared in Wen Liang's eyes. He held Wan Siwei's hand and said, "Director Wan, you are too polite. I just wanted to call Director Wan to get together, but I was afraid it would be too late and disturb your rest. Now that you have come, it shows that we are thinking the same thing."
Wan Siwei was very grateful when he saw that Wen Liang had no arrogance at all, which was completely different from the style of Lei Fang's gang of princelings. He said, "Thanks to Mr. Wen for speaking well of me in front of Mr. Lei this afternoon. My title of director is just empty. You can just call me Old Wan."
"How could that be possible? But I felt close to Director Wan the moment I saw him. If you don't mind, I'll call you Brother Wan."
Wen Liang was a person who was even polite to Lei Fang. His enthusiasm towards him at this moment almost brought tears to Wan Siwei's eyes, who had suffered a lot from the coldness and warmth of the world in recent times. He held Wen Liang's hand and shook it vigorously, unable to utter a word.
Fan Bo watched coldly from the side, and became even more certain that Wen Liang definitely knew Wan Siwei's background, otherwise his boss would not have the time to talk nonsense with him.
After the three of them sat down, Wen Liang smiled and said, "What were you two talking about just now? I heard it all from outside the door. It was quite lively."
"I was asking Director Wan about life in the capital. You never know how it is until you hear it. It's really shocking. By the way, we were just talking about the good places to go in the capital at night..."
Wan Siwei took over the conversation and said, "I also heard it from others, but I have been to the capital more often than you, so I know a thing or two."
Wen Liang asked with great interest, "Are there any good places to go in the capital at night? Brother Wan, why don't you tell me about it so that I can broaden my horizons."
"Speaking of places to go at night, it's just eating, drinking and having fun. There's nothing much to say about ordinary places, such as Guijie, Gongti, Shichahai, etc., which are actually not much different from where we are. But there is a place in the capital that you can't find outside no matter what..."
Wen Liang's expression changed, and he thought of a famous place in later generations, and said, "Heaven on Earth?"
"It's just an ordinary place. Although the quality is not low, it's still not good enough."
Wen Liang said with a smile, "Is there anything more powerful?"
Seeing Wen Liang was interested, Wan Siwei wanted to join in the fun and describe the luxury of the place. Whether it was the magnificent imitation of the Golden Throne Hall entrance, the valuable red sandalwood screens and ornaments, the living room, dining room, bathroom, multimedia room, gym, sauna, hot spring area, bar and solarium in each suite, the luxurious Italian marble underfoot, the exquisite large bronze sculptures, or the outdoor shallow water swimming pool with an area of half a basketball court and the luxurious massage bathtub worth millions in the top suite, all made the listeners dumbfounded.
When he heard that the bedroom ceiling was a huge mirror, Fan Bo couldn't help but ask, "How can I sleep if I can see myself as soon as I open my eyes?"
Wen Liang and Wan Siwei laughed at the same time. Wan Siwei patted Fan Bo on the shoulder and said, "Brother Fan is still naive. I'll take you to experience it when I have time. Then you will understand how much more fun it will be with this mirror."
As for the water bed under the bedroom, it can rotate in all directions. Guests can enjoy a panoramic view of the capital through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass without having to step out of the room. Every guest can enjoy 4 hours of butler service, with a private masseur, a private chef, various gaming tools, etc., which left Fan Bo, who had never heard of it before, speechless for a long time.
Wan Siwei was a little confused. Judging from Lei Fang's attitude, Wen Liang should be either rich or noble, but this subordinate named Fan Bo seemed to be a little surprised by what he saw, like a country bumpkin. With this in mind, he subconsciously glanced at Wen Liang.
Although Wen Liang didn't know much about the capital in the 1990s, he was calm and composed because extravagance and debauchery were not limited to any era. Wan Siwei saw that he was calm and gentle, and guessed that he had a very strict family education and rarely went to such places, so his doubts were instantly dispelled.
Besides, he and Wen Liang were having a good chat and didn't care much about these things. They got so excited that they started talking about things that men love to talk about.
"These are not the fundamentals. As long as you have money, you can get a good environment and service. But there is one thing that not everyone can learn, and that is taste." Wan Siwei's expression suddenly became vulgar, and he laughed and said, "A woman's taste!"
"The women there are all extremely beautiful, tall, good-looking, well-educated, and highly qualified. Most of them have legitimate jobs. They are students, models, white-collar workers, and young wives. You can find whatever you want here..."
Fan Bo asked anxiously, "Wan Ju, please stop teasing me. What is the name of this place?"
Wan Siwei teased him on purpose, took a sip of water, and then said slowly, "Dandelion!"
Wen Liang's hand, which was also holding up the glass to drink water, trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
It turns out that the roots of dandelions are in the capital!
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