Secretaries also have secretaries. After Fang Yan took a taxi to the address on the message, Zhang Jianjun's secretary had been waiting at the intersection for a long time.
Seeing the taxi stop, Li Mingyun quickly walked over and helped open the rear compartment door. He used his hands to protect the roof of the car to prevent Fang Yan from touching his head. He said respectfully: "Mr. Fang, it's not convenient for the boss to come out. He is here." I’ll wait for you in the box.”
Zhang Jianjun is the chief's secretary and a close minister of the emperor. He is in such a sensitive and critical position, and there are countless people who want to make friends with him every day. If he stood on the roadside to greet guests, the people following him might queue 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 coming out to greet him in person.
Fang Yan came out, shook hands with Li Mingyun, and said with a smile: "We, the children of Jianghu, don't stick to trivial matters----"
"Please come this way." Li Mingyun made an invitation gesture, and then walked in front to lead the way. The young man is very young, but he is quick-sighted and very measured in doing things. Fang Yan thought to himself, probably the best talents in China are all fighting in the system, right
Along the corner of the red wall, I turned left and right. After walking several hundred meters, I stopped at the intersection of a bluestone alley.
Li Mingyun walked to the door of the first courtyard house at the entrance of the alley, gently clicked the door lock, and the wooden door opened. A beautiful woman in palace clothes with a smile on her face bent her knees and said a blessing, and said: "Slave to the master. Please greet me."
Li Mingyun waved his hand and said: "We, the children of Jianghu, don't stick to trivial matters----"
Instead, he learned and applied Fang Yan's words.
The woman wanted to lead the way, so Li Mingyun waved his hand and said, "I know the way."
It is a traditional courtyard restaurant with red walls and green tiles, somewhat similar to the popular private-house cuisine outside.
Li Mingyun pushed open the wooden door of the Tianzihao box 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 another guest who has not arrived." Zhang Jianjun said.
While talking, Zhang Jianjun put down the tea cup in his hand and took the initiative to come over and shake hands with Fang Yan.
"The people in this area are all acquaintances. As soon as we go out, we have to keep chatting. We just hide here to try to be quiet for a while - wait for Fang Yan, don't take it to heart. We have a long way to go." Zhang Jianjun shook hands. He was doing it very hard, and you could tell at a glance that he was from a military background.
"Brother Jianjun is so polite." Fang Yan said with a smile.
Zhang Jianjun made an invitation gesture and said: "Let's have some tea first, and a good brother is coming over----"
Fang Yan was curious about what kind of person Zhang Jianjun needed to wait for himself, but he did not ask the question. He looked at the antique decoration in the box and said with a smile: "This is a good place, most people really can't find it----" "
Zhang Jianjun said with a smile: "It's all a group of people who think they are awesome here to show off. Normally this place is not open to the public. You need to be introduced by acquaintances. Today's merchants, in order to satisfy some People’s selfish desires can really come up with any kind of creativity.”
"It's normal for businessmen to pursue profits." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Everyone has selfish motives and desires. If they have selfish motives and desires, there will be people who will stand up to satisfy the selfish motives and desires of that group of people. As long as they don't break the law, it can't be wrong. It's just that everyone wants to It’s just to be the one being served. Isn’t this the goal that everyone works so hard to live and seizes every opportunity that seems insignificant and refuses to let it go?”
Zhang Jianjun looked at Fang Yan thoughtfully and said, "To be honest, you are younger than I thought----"
Fang Yan squinted his eyes and smiled, and asked, "How old do you think I should be?"
Zhang Jianjun did not answer Fang Yan's question, but said calmly and calmly while holding the tea cup: "I used to gather here often, but the person who came at that time was Bai Xiu-----"
"Bai Xiu asked for leave, so I took his place for a few days." The smile on Fang Yan's face became even brighter, showing no scheming.
"I know what kind of place Yanziwu is, and I also know how much the chief attaches importance to Yanziwu. When I met Bai Xiu, I thought he was the future of Yanziwu. But what I didn't expect was that the person I took for granted I am a person from the future but I will never be able to come again-----"
"Brother Jianjun is very sad?"
"I just have some feelings." Zhang Jianjun said: "The people who used to drink and chat at the same table no longer meet. I have to say that life is impermanent." Fang Yan smiled and said, "Yes, life is impermanent. So I think people You must keep your true intentions, don’t do bad things, and don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.”
"What's a shame? What's not a shame?" Zhang Jianjun smiled and said: "Most of the time, people just want the cup of tea in their hands, the bowl of food on the table, and the chair under their buttocks. s position---"
"Whether it's for a cup of tea or a bowl of food, or maybe it's for the position of the chair under your butt, you need to do the right thing and do good deeds. Why do farmers sleep soundly at night? It's because every meal they have depends on They have earned their hard-earned money through hard work and sweat, and they have no fear or guilt - according to health science, people will naturally live longer if there are fewer distracting thoughts."
Zhang Jianjun nodded with a smile and said, "So, they have always been farmers?"
"Farmers have their own way of giving, businessmen have their own way of giving, and officials are the same way - flexible but not violating the rules, adaptable but not stepping outside the line. This is what makes a successful politician, right?"
"What if someone violates the rules and steps on the line?"
"A gentleman does not stand behind walls." Fang Yan said: "For those who abide by the rules, those people are like walls, and they may be knocked down at any time----"
Zhang Jianjun sighed softly, looked at Fang Yan and said, "It is not easy to be able to guard one's heart at such a young age."
"I am a student of Tai Chi. The most basic condition of Tai Chi is to have Qi in your heart - what kind of Qi is that Qi? It is the righteousness, the atmosphere, the Qingming Qi, the Qi of mountains and rivers, the Qi of the sun, moon and stars. Qi. How can people who walk in the dark night all day see this righteous atmosphere, the air of mountains and rivers, the air of the sun, moon and stars?"
Zhang Jianjun was silent for a long time and said: "No wonder the chief thinks so highly of you, you should become an official."
Fang Yan shook his head and said: "Any field--needs good people like me who are principled and have limits."
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Zhang Jianjun was stunned for a while, and then burst into laughter.
Fang Yan also laughed, and his eyes became cold as he smiled.
There is murderous intent!
This murderous aura was not emanating from Zhang Jianjun beside him, but coming from outside the door.
The murderous aura penetrated the wall and rushed toward his face, proving that this person was extremely powerful.
However, such a powerful person can control his murderous intention without leaking out, but he did not 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 saw no sign of the guest.
A few seconds later, the door to the room was pushed open, and a cold and imposing young man in black appeared at the door of the box.
Before the man entered the house, a fierce aura hit the people in the house.
His eyes directly ignored Zhang Jianjun as the master, and instead glanced towards Fang Yan.
The two looked at each other, feeling like an ice sword versus a frost sword.
The man refused to give way, and Fang Yan was even less likely to retreat - it was just a staring contest. I had practiced it since I was a child, and I still don't believe that I can kill you.
Zhang Jianjun originally wanted to stand up and make introductions, but when he was halfway up, he realized that something was wrong between the two of them, so he sat back down with a smile on his face.
He wanted to see how these two people would end 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 for tea?"
The man in black broke his skills, 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 to come----"
He pointed at Fang Yan, who was sitting there drinking tea, and said, "This is Yanziwu Fang Yan. You two will get closer and closer in the future."
Then he pointed at the man in black and said to Fang Yan: "Gongsun Qi, Shenlong's disciple-----known as Little Shenlong."
Fang Yan's expression froze, and he looked at Gongsun Qi with murderous eyes.
Is this Gongsun Qi, Shenlong’s disciple
He knew that Shenlong had entered the Red Wall many years ago and had become a member of the Xuan ministry that specifically provided security services for heads of state. It is said that there are several Tiandao realm masters in Xuanbu, and the weaker ones can also reach the level of quasi-Tiandao realm.
Although you will lose some freedom in behavior when you are trapped in the red wall, there are countless geniuses and treasures within the red wall, and all your requirements can be satisfied.
When they reach their level, they not only need to rely on self-study, but also need to rely on medicine and magic tools to cultivate - just like some magicians in the West need some big families to provide them with countless magic crystals. Monks also need all kinds of medicinal materials to replenish their bodies, and all kinds of strange animals and stones to improve themselves. Who is richer than the country, the big benefactor
Gongsun Qi raised his eyebrows, stared at Fang Yan coldly, and said, "You want to kill me."
There was a glint of sword in Fang Yan's eyes, how could Gongsun Qi not see it
"How could that happen?" Fang Yan waved his hands with a smile, looking at Gongsun Qi seriously as a good old man, and said, "I want to kill your master."
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