Dandelion!
I don't know why, but every time I hear this name, Wen Liang's heart would be moved for no reason. He has been on this journey, planning everything and winning every battle. He has paved a path to heaven step by step, from Qingzhou to Guanshan and the capital. But this dandelion is everywhere, like a maggot on the tarsal bone. It is always when you least expect it that you quietly realize that you have touched one of its branches and leaves.
Such a sphere of influence is enough to make people uneasy, what is even more terrifying is that in Dandelion Mile, there are outstanding talents from all walks of life relying on it, from the charming Baidu who is proficient in tea art, to the charming Qi Shu who is famous in Qingzhou, from the mysterious cat girl hidden behind the scenes, to Tang Ye who is in a high position and can handle things independently, just these people that Wen Liang has met are all the best among them. One leaf falling can tell the coming of autumn, which shows how unfathomable Dandelion is.
Wen Liang had never been able to figure out Dandelion's true colors, so he instinctively kept his distance from her. But when he heard the news from Wan Siwei, he felt it was natural.
Apart from the water in the capital, where else can such a huge creature be raised
"… But the most famous among the 12 beauties in the capital are the Twelve Beauties. Every year, the best girls are selected from all over the country and named after the verdicts in Dream of the Red Chamber, such as "Tingji Yongxu" and "Jinyu Rubing". Needless to say, each of them is very valuable. The key is that if you don't have enough status and position, there is usually no hope of getting close to them…"
"Ah?" Fan Bo was stunned for a moment, remembering the erotic scenes in the massage pool before. Those angelic girls seemed to be calling out these names.
Wan Siwei was a man who was best at reading people's minds. He was surprised and said, "Brother, you've already tasted the newness, right? The rules of Pugongli are very strict. Without more than three members as guarantors, outsiders cannot enter. And anyone who wants to see any of the Twelve Beauties must make an appointment in advance..."
Fan Bo's heart began to beat rapidly, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Director Wan, you just said that they are all worth a lot, how much?"
"It starts at 10,000 or 20,000 yuan to accompany drinking. If you want to take her out, you'll have to spend at least 100,000 or 80,000 yuan."
Fan Bo said in a hoarse voice: "What if there are twelve of them together?"
This time it was Wan Siwei's turn to be stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "We can only think about such things. Don't say that I don't have this ability. There may not be many people in the whole capital who have this ability... Uh, you are not... huh?"
Fan Bo swallowed hard, turned his head to look at Wen Liang, and stammered: "Master Lei is really... really..."
Wan Siwei had no idea what was going on, and his eyes immediately became respectful when he looked at Wen Liang. Even his subordinates could rise to heaven and enjoy such a life-shortening good fortune, so Wen Liang's status as the boss was self-evident.
He came to the capital city, and what he wanted was not to find a thigh thick enough to hug? This trip tonight was worth it!
Although Wen Liang knew, after being influenced by later generations, that the girls in some top clubs could earn as much in a year as many people earn in their entire lifetime, he still didn't expect that in this era, they had already become so rich.
Lei Fang’s treat is really generous!
Wen Liang sighed in his heart, glanced at Wan Siwei who was suddenly full of energy, and chuckled: "If I had known that Master Lei would spend so much money, I should have declined earlier..."
Wan Siwei was waiting here with a licked face, just for Lei Fang, because he had the patience to chat with Fan Bo for a long time without mentioning Lei Fang at all. Wenliang was never stingy with smart people, not to mention that he had intended to show his goodwill to the other party, and giving him a reason to start the topic was also the meaning of the topic.
Wan Siwei slapped his forehead fiercely and said, "Look at how stupid I am. With the relationship between President Wen and Young Master Lei, let alone the Twelve Beauties, even the entire capital can do whatever they want. Brother Fan, you are so mean. I've been bragging for a long time, but you just watched me make fun of you."
People in officialdom have two faces, one for each superior and the other for the subordinates. Director Wan tried his hand at it. His words of both defense and defense not only eliminated the embarrassment, but also made Fan Bo feel refreshed. He kept saying "I dare not, I dare not" and the atmosphere in the room became more harmonious than when they were talking about women just now.
Wen Liang returned the favor and took the initiative to ask, "Brother Wan, what are you doing in Beijing this time? If you can help me, just tell me. I will do my best."
Wan Siwei was still thinking about how to bring the topic to begging for mercy without leaving any trace. After hearing Wen Liang's heart-warming words, his eyes suddenly became moist. He suppressed his emotions and slowly told the story of his trip to Beijing.
Wen Liang had expected things to be just as he expected. This iron-fisted figure in the telecommunications industry was at the lowest point in his life. He was deserted by his friends and relatives in the Jiangyue postal system and had no support in the province. His future was in jeopardy. This trip to the capital was his last desperate attempt. If he failed, he would die.
"I just want to move to another place in the province. If I can't go there through transportation, I can go to the city construction department. If that doesn't work, I can just find a government office with low salary. As long as the top leader doesn't get bullied, it'll be fine. But..."
Wen Liang had dealt with the telecommunications system a lot in his previous life and was very familiar with Wan Siwei's resume. He knew that just three months later, the deputy director Wan, who was now at the end of his rope, had transformed himself into the deputy director of the Mobile Communications Bureau of the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications, and was later promoted to director of the General Administration of Telecommunications, deputy minister of the Ministry of Information Industry, and so on, until he was dismissed after an incident in 2010. For a full fifteen years, he had been at the forefront of the strong development of the Republic's information industry and had become an important figure.
This is much more powerful than the head of the Qingshui Yamen that he expected at this time!
Adding icing on the cake can never be as good as providing timely help!
Wen Liang comforted Wan Siwei with a few words, frowning, looking very embarrassed. After a while, he said: "Brother Wan, you know the situation in the capital. There are many government offices and deep pools. It is a hundred times more difficult to get things done than in other places. Since Master Lei has promised you, he must be very sure. I still..."
Wan Siwei couldn't hide a trace of disappointment in his eyes. He said, "I know Young Master Lei's power, but it's been more than a month and Young Master Lei hasn't given me a definite answer. To be honest, this money is spent like water. I'm really afraid that in the end I'll lose even my pension money and end up with nothing."
This was a bit too much. It seemed that Wan Siwei was still angry with Lei Fang. Wen Liang thought to himself that Lei Fang might really have this in mind, and said with a smile: "Things have to be done slowly, and there is no rush. Just tell me about this, and don't mention it again, otherwise if Young Master Lei hears about it, I won't be able to speak for your brother."
Wan Siwei was certainly not a fool. His purpose in saying this was to test Wen Liang. His suspicions were gone at this moment. He suddenly stood up, knelt down, and said, "Boss Wen, you have a close relationship with Young Master Lei. You must help me, or I will really have no way out."
Wen Liang quickly supported him. Wan Siwei didn't really want to kneel, so he stood up. Wen Liang saw that he had almost gotten the posture right, so he thought for a moment and said, "Actually, you're right. Putting your hopes on one person may not be a good thing. Let me talk to Master Lei about this. If it doesn't work, Brother Wan, there is actually another way..."
After seeing Wan Siwei off and Wen Liang returning to his room, Fan Bo couldn't help but ask, "Boss Wen, do you really want to help him? Is it worth spending so much effort on a director who is almost exhausted? Besides, there may not be any benefit from helping him."
"You have to take a long-term view!"
Wen Liang pushed the door open and walked in, leaving Fan Bo outside to ponder. With his vision and knowledge, he couldn't figure out what would happen if he helped Wan Siwei move to another place. Jiangyue Province was far away, so what was the use for Wen Liang, who had his roots in Qingzhou
After taking a shower, he just lay down on the big bed in the bedroom when the bedside phone rang. Wen Liang didn't wait for the person on the other end to speak, picked up the phone and said directly: "Special service? Come up directly!"
The person on the other end of the phone choked for a moment, and then a laugh was heard after a long while: "Okay, 10 million a night, sir, can you afford it?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "At worst, I can give you the other half of Qinghe's shares. This is called dying under the peony flowers. I am happy even if I have no money."
The person on the other side of the phone was of course Ning Xi. With her great powers, she should have known what happened in Yizhuang that night, so Wen Liang had expected her to call.
"Oh, that's what you said, right? Do you want me to fly over now so we can pay and get the goods?"
Listening to Ning Xi's cold yet charming voice, Wen Liang's heart slowly calmed down. It would be a lie to say that everything that happened tonight had no effect on him.
Being in the capital, he could feel even more the condescending and oppressive power and repression of the red descendants. He came alone, and everything he relied on was actually not completely under his control, but he was able to thread the needle and take advantage of the situation. In a situation where many people were gathered, he stepped on Mo Xiaoan and warned Lei Fang, thus preliminarily proving his presence in the capital.
All this seemed refreshing, but it was extremely illusory. It was very likely that tomorrow morning, it would be swallowed up by Mo Xiaoan or even others without leaving any bones. That was why Ning Xi proposed to fly back to Beijing as a joke. On the one hand, she didn't want to hurt Wen Liang's self-esteem, and on the other hand, it showed that the situation was not safe.
Wen Liang didn't want to admit defeat so easily. Of course, he wasn't arrogant enough to deal with it alone. Instead, he felt that there might be a chance of turning the situation around, and he might have a chance of winning.
"Ning Xi, do you recognize Shangguan Chenlu?"
Wen Liang told Ning Xi what happened on the train. Ning Xi was silent for a moment and chuckled, "I was wondering why Shangguan, who always ignores these trivial matters, would represent Lei Fang to go racing. It turns out he was giving you face. Handsome guys are popular everywhere..."
Wen Liang smiled bitterly and said, "Although I am handsome, I know myself well. Tell me, why does Shangguan Chenlu take such good care of me? Who is she?"
(This is basically a curse. Something goes wrong whenever I update, and it always takes a long time to fix. Sorry, this book doesn’t seem to be compatible with me.)
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