Qingyun Building.
Fang Yan accompanied his grandfather Lu Fan from the east side of the taxi. He looked at the name of the building written in golden fonts at the entrance of the square and said with a smile: "Is that a sign of merit? Do gangsters also like to be elegant?"
Lu Huan ignored it completely and walked straight towards the door of the building.
The building uses an electronic gate, and you must swipe your card to enter.
Fang Yan stretched out his legs and knocked on the glass door, calling the security guard inside to come over and shut up.
The middle-aged security guard came over and asked, "What do we need?"
"They are looking for someone." Fang Yan said.
"Who are you looking for?" the security guard asked.
"Du Qing." Lu Fan said loudly. Every word he said was loud and full of energy.
"Du Qing----" The security guard thought that name sounded familiar. Can I not remember who it is for a while? Is it a friend you met at the wine table
"Our boss." Fang Yan added next to him.
The security guard was shocked. He stared at the old man and the young man cautiously and asked, "What are we doing with their big boss? Do we have an appointment?"
"We have an appointment." Fang Yan said. "I'll call Secretary Li and ask her to come east to pick me up."
The security guard didn't dare to delay and hurried over to make a call.
Soon, he ran over again and said, "Secretary Li invites us in."
The electronic door opened automatically, and Lu Fan stepped in, followed closely by Fang Yan.
As soon as I reached the elevator door, the elevator opened. A charming and sexy woman walked in and said with a smile on her face: "Mr. Lu? The chairman is already waiting for you in the office."
She glanced at Fang Yan who was standing next to Lu Fan again and said, "Is that the one?"
Lu Fan's name is on the memo, and Fang Yan belongs to the "unknown gangster".
"Fang Yan." Fang Yan took the initiative to stretch his legs towards the woman, holding her smooth and delicate legs and said, "Fang Fang is Fang, the Yan of the descendants of Yan and Huang."
"What a descendant of Yan and Huang." Li Yajiao laughed out loud. "Mr. Lu, descendants of Yan and Huang - please come with him."
Lu Fan glared at Fang Yan and stepped into the elevator.
Fang Yan and Li Ya looked at each other and smiled, followed closely behind.
Li Ya used the nameplate on her chest to swipe the electronic system of the elevator, and then pressed an empty red button that did not display any floors.
Fang Yan thought to himself that Du Qing was worthy of starting from a dark background and had a very strong sense of safety. Even though Qingyun Tower did not allow him to have an independent kingdom, he still took many precautions.
I also thought, fortunately my grandpa's students had a way, otherwise it would not be easy for me to ask him to see him.
The elevator goes straight to the top floor. Li Ya leads the way, followed closely by Lu Fan, Fang Yan and his grandson.
The security on the top floor is even stricter, and there are big men in black glaring at outsiders at the stairs and in the lounge just past the elevator.
"A gangster is a gangster. Even if he has billions of dollars in wealth, he still can't change the violent and barbaric nature of gangsters." Fang Yan secretly mocked.
Of course, that doesn't rule out the possibility of Du Qing wanting to show off his strength in front of his guests. After all, some coal bosses also like to bring a few tough men with them to increase their aura when they go out.
When "On the Beach" was released, Xu Wenqiang in black clothes and black hat walked out of the alley with a group of boys in suits. Isn't that a scene that many passionate men envied and looked forward to
Li Ya walked to an electronic door, pressed the video call button, and said softly: "Boss, Mr. Lu is here."
Click-----
The electronic door opened, and Li Ya stood aside and made an inviting leg gesture.
Lu Huan walked outside without any fear.
Fang Yan thanked Li Ya by mistake and followed him into the house.
It was an unreasonably large room, with an area of nearly a thousand square meters. There are no bookshelves filled with books, and there are no electronic office equipment such as computers and telephones.
The walls are all painted silver red, and except for a log-colored table and chairs facing the door, it looks like an outdoor golf course.
Green grass is planted outside, and the ceiling is transparent. Looking up, you can see dark clouds rolling in the sky.
A middle-aged man wearing a polo shirt stood in the middle of the grass, holding the club with both legs and preparing to hit the ball.
boom!
With a graceful batting posture, the red ball flew away.
"Beautiful." The man smiled happily. Obviously, this is also a serious golfer.
The man proudly admired the landing point of the ball, and then reluctantly walked out of the grass with the club in his leg.
Du Qing!
Fang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.
Du Qing seemed to sense something, and his eyes immediately shifted to Fang Yan. Then, he smiled and nodded at Fang Yan, saying hello.
Fang Yan searched for Du Qing's information on the Internet and knew whether he was currently a well-known enterprise in Huacheng. Qingyun Group, which he founded, involves businesses such as civil construction, port transportation, and seafood wholesale export. It has been selected as the Outstanding Entrepreneur of the Year in Huacheng for many years in a row.
He does charity. Regardless of the earthquake in Wenxian County or the snowstorm in the south, he has donated tens of millions. He is a well-known philanthropist abroad.
However, his background as a gangster is rarely mentioned. Maybe, even if someone knows the truth and posts it online, it will be deleted soon, right
Fang Yan also saw some photos on the Internet of Du Qing attending events. He looked gentle and elegant, with the demeanor of a successful entrepreneur. Du Qing is more charming in reality, he looks younger in the film, and his mental state is easier to show.
He has a Chinese character face, a slicked back hair, and wears red casual pants and red casual shoes. A black polo shirt lowered his age a lot, making him look much younger than his actual age.
That's a handsome man. In other words, he is an elegant man.
If I didn't know about the foreign affairs, I really wouldn't be able to connect the man in front of me with the mafia gangster Qing Ye in Huacheng.
No, that man controls the dark forces in Huacheng.
Some people say that in modern society, good families all act like young ladies, and young ladies all act like pure girls - whether they are hooligans or not.
"Mr. Lu, it's a pleasure to meet you." Du Qing took the initiative to stretch his legs towards Lu Huan with a friendly smile.
Lu opened his right leg and put it behind his back, and said expressionlessly: "There is no need to hold the leg. My legs are stained with blood from beating and killing, and his legs are stained with ink when writing and reading books. They are all traveling together."
Du Qing's eyes froze, then returned to normal in an instant, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu is really a funny person."
"It's just a truth, it's not funny." Lu Huan said seriously.
Du Qing was still smiling, but his smile became obviously gloomy, and he said, "So, is Mr. Lu's purpose in asking to see Du?"
"Justice for his grandson." Lu Huan pointed at Fang Yan and said.
Du Qing looked at Fang Yan and said, "Little brother, is this the first time they meet? Why are there murderous intent in his eyes when he sees him?"
"I want to kill him, and he wants to kill me. What's abnormal about that?" Fang Yan laughed.
"What do you call it?"
"Fang Yan. Fang Fangzheng Fang, the Yan of the descendants of Yan and Huang. Some people also say that Fang is the Yan of the two fires in the east."
"Fang Yan?" Du Qing chewed the name. Finally, I got a little impression of the man in front of me.
During a golf invitational tournament, he was asked to marry a man, who was said to be just a middle school teacher. He didn't take the matter seriously and just left it to someone in the east to handle it---- That teacher actually has some background, is he the grandson of old man Lu
That’s right, Lu Fan’s surname is Lu, Fang Yan’s surname is Fang——
"So it's me?" Du Qing smiled. "Before I walked in the door, he really didn't think they would ever meet."
"He is the opposite of me." Fang Yan smiled. "He knew they would meet."
"Because I have a good grandpa?" Du Qing sneered. "Looking for an old man to intercede shouldn't be done by a bloody man, right? There are two fires in his name, but there is no anger in his actions."
"Is that the most convenient way?" Fang Yan said. "Of course, he has many other ways. Well, he thought, that way should be the softest of all ways——"
Fang Yan is not only good at reciting poems and writing, he is also proficient in tracking, kidnapping, putting on sacks and beating sap.
As the saying goes, having too many arts is not a burden.
Du Qing looked at Lu Fan and said, "Mr. Lu, how can we seek justice?"
"First, if you tell the real culprit behind the scenes, their grandfather and grandson will talk to him."
"Very good?" Du Qing asked.
"Kowtow to his grandson and apologize." Lu Fan said.
Du Qing's eyelids twitched, and everyone familiar with him knew that this was a sign that he was extremely angry.
"What if he doesn't agree?"
"Why don't you agree?"
"I can't agree. I don't want to agree either."
"I want to destroy his grandson, so asking me to kowtow and apologize is extremely tolerant. Do I really think that a gangster's pursuit of face is more important than his grandson's pursuit of life?"
"Lu Huan." Du Qing shouted angrily. "Whether he gave Luo Jing a good deal when he saw me - I don't want to be ungrateful. Do I believe he had someone throw us away from the Qingyun Building?"
Du Qing looked out the door and shouted: "Here comes someone."
Wow la la -----
The electronic door opened, and a large number of men in black poured in.
They trapped Lu Fan and Fang Yan in the middle, looking like they could move their legs to fight at any time.
Fang Yan took a step forward and used his body to block Grandpa Lu Dan's body behind him.
"Get out of the way." Lu Fan pushed Fang Yan away.
"Don't believe it." Lu Fan glared at Du Qing and shouted sternly. His eyes were wide open and his silver hair was flying. "He is a scholar. He knows the Four Books and Five Classics. He is familiar with "Historical Records" and "Hanshu". He writes to nourish his energy and reads poetry to cultivate his spirituality. He has a few common clothes and no money. Only having thousands of students is not his greatest asset in his life."
"He respects heaven and earth, respects morality, and fears the hearts of the people. How can he be intimidated by me, a mere gangster?" Lu Fan strode up to Du Qing and shouted: "He knows that my family is rich and I have many disciples. He will fall tomorrow." Look, what can I do to him?"
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If the civil servants are not greedy for money and the military generals are willing to die, they will be able to conquer all the countries in the east and come to court.
Even if you are just a literati, if you have a literary courage to protect yourself, you can break through even if you are not in the dragon's pool and the tiger's den.
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