"Now that you mention it, Yan Qixiu is indeed quite pitiful, carefully avoiding the arrows that may be shot at him at any time..."
"Pathetic?" Ning Xi's eyes showed a hint of naivety. She said, "You should really go visit Zhuang Shaoxuan and see how he spends his days in the magnificent Mingwang Manor in Guanshan. Doesn't he feel like he's living a carefree life like a god?"
Wen Liang was silent for a while, then he looked up to the sky and sighed, "I am so damn naive!"
Lei Fang stood at the door of the Dean's office of the School of Mining Engineering, his face as dark as if he had just returned from a year-long sauna in Africa. He had made various assumptions before coming here, and was even prepared to pretend to be the grandson when necessary. However, he did not expect the reality to be so cruel that he was not even given the chance to pretend to be the grandson - Sun Weiyang actually avoided him!
At 11 o'clock last night, after traveling thousands of miles, Lei Fang finally arrived in Fude City, the capital of Jiangyue Province. As soon as the sun rose today, he went to the School of Engineering early. According to his understanding, this gesture should give Sun Weiyang enough face. No matter how ungrateful the old man is, he can always sit down and talk. As long as he talks, it means that there is a great hope for cooperation. As a result, when he arrived at the school office, a woman in her thirties ignored him. She was very impatient when he asked a few more questions. In the end, she said that if you want to see Dean Sun, you have to make an appointment in advance. Even if you make an appointment, you may not be able to see him. Dean Sun is so busy that not everyone can see him. If Lei Fang had a bad temper in the past, he would have slapped him in the face long ago, but this time he remembered Ning Xi's instructions, suppressed his anger, and directly called Cheng Zhi, the deputy mayor in charge of education in Fude.
Although the University of Mining and Technology is directly under the Ministry of Education, Cheng Zhi's rank is not worth mentioning in front of Sun Weiyang, but after all, he is the head of the school's location, which still has a great deterrent effect on the group of snobs below. Although the woman didn't know whether the deputy mayor on the other side was real or fake, but these days mobile phones are also a symbol of status, and the expression on her face became awkward. Just when she didn't know how to deal with it, a short and fat man in his forties pushed the door and walked in. The woman hurriedly greeted him and whispered a few words. The man smiled and said to Lei Fang: "Hello, hello, I am Zheng Zhijia, the director of the school office. Are you here to do business or look for someone?"
Lei Fang moved the phone a few inches away and frowned, "Politician?"
The man laughed and said, "Guan Er Zheng, homophonic, homophonic!"
The next thing was much easier to handle. Director Zheng warmly entertained Lei Fang, but when he heard that he was looking for Sun Weiyang, he said in embarrassment: "Professor Sun has a meeting in the province today, so he may be back a little late..."
"It's okay. I'll wait no matter how late it is."
Lei Fang really didn't believe it, and was determined to fight with old man Sun. Today, he wanted to see him alive or dead. Director Zheng was at a loss, so he squatted in the office to chat with him. Not long after, the vice president of the School of Engineering also rushed over. When he saw Lei Fang, he clasped his fists and apologized in a very chivalrous manner: "Is this Mr. Lei? Mayor Cheng just called me, and I happened to be delayed by something. I kept you waiting. Old Zheng, have you contacted Dean Sun?"
Director Zheng introduced Lei Fang and said with a bitter face: "President Sun never carries a cell phone, and there is no one with him today. This, this..."
"How did the office arrange it? I can't even contact anyone?" The vice president was obviously a veteran in social occasions. After scolding Director Zheng, he turned around and comforted Lei Fang. He didn't speak like a scholar, but like a wandering man: "Brother, don't worry. Dean Sun is really too busy. Even if I have something to report, it is common for me not to meet him for a day or two if I am unlucky."
The two men's double act was imperceptible, but Lei Fang was a man who could see through it at a glance. It was just a deliberate delay. His patience was almost at its limit. He had experienced Sun Weiyang's temper before. He was old-fashioned and serious, and he was ten times harder than titanium alloy. But he never expected that he would be slapped back by him after he went to Ford in person and gave him enough face.
It was noon in a flash, and there was still no news from Sun Weiyang. The vice president was preparing for lunch. Lei Fang sneered and stood up without even looking at the embarrassed faces of the two people in the room. He walked to the door with the sign of the president's office and almost kicked it open. But thinking of Ning Xi and those people in the family who were waiting to laugh at him, he held back.
"Please tell Professor Sun that I'll come again tomorrow!"
The next day, the same thing happened. Even the vice president disappeared, leaving Director Zheng alone to accompany the whole process. At this point, Lei Fang was very calm. He drank tea and chatted. Anyway, he was staying in the hospital.
He stayed there for a whole day, and was more punctual than those who went to work. When he left, he said the same thing: "I'll come back tomorrow!"
Director Zheng couldn't stand it any longer, and as soon as Lei Fang left, he immediately called the vice president. The vice president was also helpless, so he called Cheng Zhi, who was also in a headache. Sun Weiyang's status and position were there, and if he didn't want to, even the secretary of the Mining University would not be able to do anything. In the end, they decided to wait and see, as Lei Fang might lose his patience first.
On the morning of the third day, Lei Fang showed up at the gate of the University of Mining and Technology on time. Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly stopped and his eyes suddenly became serious. A dozen meters in front of him stood a pretty girl in a yellow shirt with a smile on her face. It was Yan Huangyan who had appeared by the Taihu Lake.
Lei Fang followed Yan Huangyan to a silver Rolls-Royce Silver spirit parked not far away. This car is the Queen of England's car and is known as the "King of Cars". It has always been famous for its nobility, perfection and luxury.
The person in the car was, of course, Yan Qixiu.
Lei Fang hasn't seen Yan Qixiu for several years. When she was still in the capital, the two of them didn't have much interaction. In other words, with Lei Fang's achievements as a broker in the city, he was not qualified to have close contact with Yan Qixiu.
But the circle in Beijing is limited, so the two of them can still talk to each other!
"Sister Yan, why are you here?"
Lei Fang greeted him with a playful smile, and Yan Qixiu said calmly: "It's been a while since we last met, do you think I'm old?"
Lei Fang raised his hand and patted his face, saying: "Look at my mouth, Sister Yan, if you are old, all the women in Jiangnan will be old women..."
"You are such a smooth talker! You are a very dishonest person!"
Yan Baihu, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, turned his head and said angrily, "Am I an old woman too?" Then, without waiting for Lei Fang to answer, he pointed at the driver in the driving seat and said, "Sister Qingluan is also an old woman?"
Yan Qingluan said coldly: "Whether I am old or not, I don't need a man to comment on it!"
Yan Baihu had never expected Yan Qingluan's answer. He turned his eyes and pointed at Yan Huangyan. Yan Huangyan shook his hand and said with a smile: "Don't drag me into this. Compared with Sister Baihu, I am clearly an old woman..."
Yan Baihu felt bored, made a face at Yan Huangyan, and shouted, "Old woman, old woman!"
Yan Huangyan flicked her head with her fingers, ignored Yan Baihu who was crying out in pain, and smiled at Lei Fang, "We sisters are used to playing around, so don't take it to heart, Lei Shao."
Lei Fang had actually heard of the eight phoenixes under Yan Qixiu's command, but today was the first time he saw them. Just like Wen Liang at the teahouse, he didn't expect them to be so unruly in front of Yan Qixiu, or so free and easy. Especially since Lei Fang knew Yan Qixiu's character better than Wen Liang, this surprise was even more thorough and shocking.
"No, no, it was my mistake. Maybe I was scared by Sister Yan's Rolls-Royce. My mind is too fuzzy right now. Whatever I say is wrong."
Although Lei Fang speaks casually and seems to be disrespectful to Yan Qixiu, he actually understands how important he is to the other person. Pretending to be serious and solemn is just asking for humiliation. It is better for him to show his true colors as a resident of the city, which can also make the atmosphere in the car less tense.
More importantly, it would also allow him to relax his tense mind for a moment and think about what Yan Qixiu's intention was.
Yan Qixiu was wearing sunglasses, so his expression could not be seen changing. He said, "Compared to the 800 billion of the Lei family, is a Rolls-Royce worth your attention?"
Lei Fang felt sweat on his back. He didn't understand why Yan Qixiu appeared here, and he didn't understand why she wanted to question him. After thinking about it, it was nothing more than the molybdenum mine project that had just been launched that had troubled Yan Qixiu to come here.
With Yan Qixiu's connections, it was not uncommon to find out the intentions of the Ning and Lei families regarding the molybdenum mine, but it was not easy to learn more about it. Because apart from Ning Huchen and Lei Yunhai, only Ning Xi and himself were deeply involved in the whole process and knew the most detailed information.
Yan Qixiu certainly would not provoke Ning Huchen and Lei Yunhai. She had the courage, but she did not have the strength. Ning Xi had a good relationship with her, but she could not speak up. Only Lei Fang was the soft persimmon that could be squeezed and rubbed.
With the awareness of being a persimmon, Lei Fang lowered his attitude and said, "Sister Yan, you are joking. I am just running errands. Don't you know who I am? It would be strange if my family is willing to use me..."
"It's a lie, a lie!"
Yan Baihu once again exposed him mercilessly. Lei Fang could not hit her, could not get angry with her, and could not even talk back. Looking at this little girl who he could not tell whether she was pretending to be innocent or was really dark and cunning, even his teeth began to ache.
Yan Qixiu's gaze under the sunglasses was like a sharp sword, just sweeping across Lei Fang's face, it made him feel a sharp pain. This was certainly not the so-called internal force of a martial arts master, but an illusion caused by excessive psychological pressure. Lei Fang's body softened and begged: "Sister Yan, please let me go. Don't say that I can't say anything. Even if I tell you all the inside story, it's useless for you to take it. The Ning and Lei families joined forces, but it was just to protect themselves. They were not targeting your Yan family. Why did you bother to wade into this muddy water..."
A smile appeared on Yan Qixiu's lips, but his tone was so calm that it made people tremble. He said, "Wouldn't it be better if you were honest earlier? Let alone the Lei and Ning families, even the Yan family, what does it have to do with me!"
Lei Fang knew that she never lied, and he heaved a sigh of relief, raising his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead. Yan Huangyan covered his mouth and chuckled, saying, "Master Lei, we met that guy named Wen Liang not long ago, and his performance was not as bad as yours..."
Regardless of whether there was any hint of provocation in these words, Lei Fang only hoped that the molybdenum mine would not be involved, and everything else was negotiable. He said, "Of course, Brother Wen is much more capable than me."
Yan Baihu nodded repeatedly, obviously thinking that what Lei Fang said made a lot of sense. Yan Qixiu suddenly turned his head and asked casually, "Oh, tell me, what are the great things about Wen Liang?"
Lei Fang was stunned for a moment, and a bold idea suddenly emerged in his mind: Yan Qixiu came to see him today because of that Qingzhou boy:
Forgiving!
(Is this the rhythm of dying from the heat...) (To be continued)