Secretaries also have secretaries. After Fang Yan took a taxi to the address in the information, Zhang Jianjun's secretary had been waiting at the intersection for a long time.
Seeing the taxi stop, Li Mingyun walked over quickly to help open the rear door, put his hands on the roof to prevent Fang Yan from hitting his head, and said respectfully: "Mr. Fang, the boss is not convenient to come out, he is waiting for you in the box."
Zhang Jianjun is the secretary of the chief, a close minister of the emperor. He is in such a sensitive and key position that countless people want to make friends with him every day. If he stands on the roadside to greet guests, I am afraid that the people following him will line up to the west gate of Xuanwu Gate.
Of course, it is also possible that Zhang Jianjun felt that Fang Yan was not worthy of him coming out to greet him in person.
Fang Yan stepped out, shook hands with Li Mingyun, and said with a smile: "We are not particular about trivial matters----"
"This way please." Li Mingyun made an inviting gesture, then walked in front to lead the way. The young man was very young, but he was quick-witted and tactful. Fang Yan thought, perhaps the best talents in China are fighting in the system
Following the corner of the red wall, turning left and right for several hundred meters, we finally stopped at the intersection of a bluestone alley.
Li Mingyun walked to the first courtyard door at the entrance of the alley and knocked on the door lock gently. The wooden door opened and a beautiful woman in palace dress knelt down with a smile on her face and bowed, saying, "I pay my respects to my master."
Li Mingyun waved his hand and said, "We are not particular about trivial matters----"
He actually put Fang Yan's words into practice.
The woman wanted to lead the way, but Li Mingyun waved his hand and said, "I know the way."
With red walls and green tiles, this is a traditional courtyard restaurant, somewhat similar to the popular private cuisine out there.
Li Mingyun pushed open the wooden door of the Tianzihao private room and said to Zhang Jianjun, who was sitting inside drinking tea, "Boss, Mr. Fang is here - can we serve the food?"
"Wait a minute. There is still one guest who hasn't arrived yet." Zhang Jianjun said.
While speaking, Zhang Jianjun put down the teacup in his hand, walked over and shook hands with Fang Yan.
"Everyone here is an acquaintance, so we have to greet each other all the time when we go out. I might as well hide here and have some quiet time. I'm sorry for treating you badly, Brother Fang Yan, but don't take it to heart. We have a long way to go." Zhang Jianjun shook hands very hard, and you could tell at a glance that he was a military man.
"Brother Jianjun, you are too polite." Fang Yan said with a smile.
Zhang Jianjun made an inviting gesture and said, "Let's have some tea first. Another good brother is coming over----"
Fang Yan was curious about what kind of person Zhang Jianjun had to wait for in person, but he didn't ask the question. He looked at the antique decoration in the box and said with a smile: "This is a good place. Most people can't find it----"
Zhang Jianjun said with a smile: "It's just a bunch of people who think they are awesome and are showing off here. Normally this place is not open to the public, and you need an introduction from someone you know - businesses nowadays can come up with any creative ideas to satisfy some people's selfish desires."
"It's normal for businessmen to pursue profits." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Everyone has selfishness and desires. When there are selfishness and desires, there will be people who stand up to satisfy the selfishness and desires of that part of the people. As long as it does not violate the law or discipline, it cannot be said to be wrong. It's just that everyone wants to be the one being served. Everyone works so hard to live, and is unwilling to let go of every opportunity, even if it seems insignificant. Isn't it for this goal?"
Zhang Jianjun looked at Fang Yan thoughtfully and said, "To be honest, you are younger than I thought----"
Fang Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, and asked, "How old do you think I should be?"
Zhang Jianjun did not answer Fang Yan's question, but held the teacup and said calmly: "We used to get together here often, but the person who came at that time was Bai Xiu-----"
"Bai Xiu has asked for leave, so I'll take his place for a few days." Fang Yan's smile grew even brighter, as if he had no ulterior motives.
"I know what kind of place Yanziwu is, and I also know how much the chief values it. When I met Bai Xiu, I thought he was the future of Yanziwu. But I didn't expect that the person I took for granted as the future would never be able to come again-----"
"Brother Jianjun is very sad?"
"It's just some feelings." Zhang Jianjun said, "The people who used to drink and chat at the same table are no longer together. I have to say that life is unpredictable." Fang Yan smiled and said, "Yes, life is unpredictable. So I think people should keep their original intentions, don't do bad things, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."
"What is guilty? What is not guilty?" Zhang Jianjun laughed and said, "Most of the time, people are just doing it for the cup of fragrant tea in their hands, the bowl of food on the table, and the position of the chair under their buttocks---"
"Whether it's for a cup of tea or a bowl of food, or perhaps for the position of the chair under your butt, you need to do the right thing and do good things. Why do farmers sleep well at night? It's because every meal they eat is earned through their hard work. They work hard and sweat, and they have no fear or guilt in their hearts. According to health science, if you have fewer distractions, you will naturally live longer."
Zhang Jianjun smiled and nodded, and said, "So, they have always been farmers?"
"Farmers have their own way of paying, businessmen have their own way of paying, and officials are the same - being flexible but not breaking the rules, being adaptable but not crossing the line, this is what a successful politician is, right?"
“What if someone violates the line?”
"A gentleman does not stand under a wall." Fang Yan said: "For those who abide by the rules, they are walls that may be knocked down at any time----"
Zhang Jianjun sighed softly, looked at Fang Yan and said, "It's really not easy to be able to keep your heart at such a young age."
"I am learning Tai Chi. The most basic condition of Tai Chi is to have Qi in your heart. What kind of Qi is that? It is righteousness, grandeur, clarity, the energy of mountains and rivers, and the energy of the sun, moon, and stars. How can a person who walks in the dark all day see this righteousness, grandeur, the energy of mountains and rivers, and the energy of the sun, moon, and stars?"
Zhang Jianjun was silent for a long time, then said, "No wonder the leader thinks highly of you. You should become an official."
Fang Yan shook his head and said, "Any field needs good people like me who stick to principles and have bottom lines."
"------"
Zhang Jianjun was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
Fang Yan also laughed, and as he laughed his eyes became colder.
There is murderous intent!
This murderous aura was not emitted by Zhang Jianjun beside him, but came from outside the door.
The murderous aura penetrated the wall and came towards him, proving that this person was extremely powerful.
However, even someone this powerful could control his murderous intent and not let it leak out, but he did not try to hide it, proving that the other party just wanted to put some pressure on him and had no intention of hurting anyone----
"The guests are here." Fang Yan said.
"Really?" Zhang Jianjun turned around and looked, but did not see any guest.
A few seconds later, the door of the room was pushed open, and a stern young man in black appeared at the door of the box.
Before the man entered the house, a fierce aura attacked the people in the house.
His eyes ignored Zhang Jianjun, the host, and swept towards Fang Yan.
The two looked at each other, and it was like an ice knife versus a frost sword.
The man refused to give way, so Fang Yan couldn't retreat at all - it's just a staring contest, he'd practiced it when he was a kid, he didn't believe I couldn't kill you.
Zhang Jianjun originally wanted to stand up and introduce them, but when he was halfway up he realized that something was not right between the two of them, so he sat back down with a smile on his face.
He wanted to see how these two people ended up.
Thirty seconds, fifty seconds, one minute----
Li Mingyun appeared at the door again, looked at the man blocking the door, and said, "Mr. Gongsun, why don't you go in and have some tea?"
The man in black was defeated, glanced at Li Mingyun with dissatisfaction, and walked into the box.
Zhang Jianjun then stood up, looked at the man in black and said, "Gongsun, I've been waiting for you----"
He pointed at Fang Yan who was sitting and drinking tea, and said, "This is Fang Yan from Yanziwu. You should get closer to him in the future."
Then he pointed at the man in black and said to Fang Yan, "Gongsun Qi, Shenlong's disciple-----also known as Little Shenlong."
Fang Yan's expression froze, and he looked towards Gongsun Qi with murderous eyes.
Is this Gongsun Qi, the disciple of Shenlong
He knew that Shenlong had entered the Red Wall a few years ago and became a worshiper of the Xuan Department, which was dedicated to serving the security of the head of state. It was said that there were several masters of the Heavenly Dao Realm in the Xuan Department, and those with weaker strength could also reach the level of the Quasi-Heavenly Dao Realm.
Although being trapped within the red walls will deprive one of some freedom of behavior, there are innumerable treasures within the red walls that can satisfy all one's needs.
At their level, they not only need to rely on self-cultivation, but also need to rely on medicine and magic tools. Just like some magicians in the West need some big families to provide them with countless magic crystals, these monks also need various medicinal materials to replenish their bodies and various strange beasts and stones to improve themselves. Who is richer than the big moneybags of the country
Gongsun Qi raised his eyebrows, stared at Fang Yan coldly, and said, "You want to kill me."
There was a flash of knife in Fang Yan's eyes, how could Gongsun Qi not see it
"How could that be?" Fang Yan waved his hands with a smile, looking like a good old man. He looked at Gongsun Qi seriously and said, "I want to kill your master."
"---------" (To be continued)