. "Cough cough cough cough" Liu Feng didn't expect Zhang Yan to say such words. A mouthful of foie gras stuck in his throat and immediately coughed violently. Xie Wenjuan was just watching the fun. If she said this to others, she would only think that this person was holding on. But who is Zhang Yan? She is so rich that she doesn't know money, and her fame has reached a peak. There is no need to tell lies.

Only Zhang Yan, who stands at the top of the pyramid, can express his thoughts without any scruples. No matter how powerful other people are, they will be bound by the world and run around for fame and profit.

Without a word, the supper was going on in silence. Liu Feng hated himself so much that he wanted to kill someone. He wanted to throw away this woman with aphrodisiac. But after looking at Xie Wenjuan, Liu Feng changed his mind. The girl's eyes were clear, her eyebrows were not dissipated, she was still a virgin, and she was really beautiful.

Although the conversations with Zhang Yan did not make her feel disgusted and stagnant, maybe she had just not on her face. Maybe she had already started to turn to herself. As long as she tried harder, Liu Feng took the opportunity to leave the restaurant, walked to a secluded corner, and took out his cell phone: "Hey, is it Mr. Ma? I am Liu Feng, and Jin Zheng International. We met at the Mengjie Conference last time and had a meal."

"Oh, I remember, it's Mr. Liu. Is there anything wrong?" The voice on the other end of the phone was still faint, not particularly excited. After all, as the leader of Zhengrong Group, he was standing at the top of the business chain of this province. Only others would please him, not his favorite.

"I heard from my dad that some adjustments are going to be made recently, and the national economic policies may be more tilted towards real estate. I wonder if Mr. Liu is interested in doing real estate."

Liu Feng's speech was abrupt. After a while, Mr. Ma's voice came over, bringing a hint of solemnity, "Is Ling Zun..."

Liu Feng smiled and gently said a name to the microphone. He heard a hint of air conditioning with satisfaction. After a while, Mr. Ma said over there, and he was already very enthusiastic: "Young Master Liu, why didn't you say it before? It made me rude. If you have anything to say, I will definitely do it."

Liu Feng smiled. A provincial manager of Zhengrong Group had more than one billion yuan in his hand, and he was the one who trembled all over the city with one foot. But when facing his father, he could only be in fear. The gap between officials and businessmen was so big. If that kid knew what his father was doing, he might turn around and leave.

When Liu Feng returned to the restaurant, Zhang Yan was looking for something. Although Liu Feng didn't want to say anything, he still asked involuntarily: "Brother Zhang, what are you looking for?"

Zhang Yan was sweating all over and searched in his clothes. He looked really anxious and said, "A card has disappeared. That's my own... Well, special funds, Xiaojuan helped me think about where it was put, would it be put at home or in your office?"

Xie Wenjuan smiled and said, "I don't know, it's possible that we're at home. After all, we stayed there for a lot of time and had a lot of movement. Maybe it was just that we fell down at that time. It's okay to go back and look for it. You won't be allowed to move around this time." Xie Wenjuan said these words. Liu Feng's face turned dark little by little. He took a lot of time and had a lot of movement. He hit his heart like a hammer, knocking out thousands of points of blood. This pair of bitches! We must deal with it carefully. The man was in prison and the woman was arrested as his wife.

Just when Liu Feng was so angry that his eyes turned dark, his eyes suddenly lit up. He thought of an idea. He generously took out his wallet, flipped through a few gold cards, threw it in front of Zhang Yan and said, "Brother Zhang has no money to eat, then I still have a few cards here, and there are still a few thousand dollars on the card. Brother Zhang takes it to eat. **

Zhang Yan's face was delighted at first, then dimmed, and said with a broken face: "I'm grateful for my kindness, but... I read the full text novels on Wenxue.com... Oh, forget it, it's all my fault. I threw away the card, but it doesn't matter. I asked someone to make up for one." After that, I took out my phone and dialed a number, but didn't make it. I could only hang up the phone and muttered: "I said so well when I asked me to apply for the card, but now I won't help solve it. The service is really bad."

When Liu Feng saw Zhang Yan's appearance, he thought Zhang Yan was suffering because of his face. He smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, don't refuse. I will give you all these cards, which is enough to compensate for the card you lost." He thought that even if Zhang Yan didn't accept it, he would retort. After all, Zhang Yan took the lead by himself, and he was just kind-hearted.

Zhang Yan pushed back the cards and said, "My card has tens of millions. I can withdraw millions at a time. This little money is not enough. Besides, we are not familiar with it. How can I ask for your money? To be honest, I don't lack money, and there is no place that needs money. Then you just need to make up the card, and you don't have to spend money."

Liu Feng's nose almost turned crooked. As I worked so hard, I finally helped you. Is it so fooling? It's too unreasonable. Just as I was about to say something and stab Zhang Yan, I heard Zhang Yan's cell phone ring, so I had to close my mouth in depression and let Zhang Yan answer the phone.

Zhang Yan answered the phone and whispered: "I am Zhang Yan, Director Ao Liu? I lost my local card. Please help me get another one. I will deal with the previous one. Yes, I'm..." Zhang Yan paused for a moment, looked at the menu, and continued: "Napoleon Long Live Restaurant, 40th Hudong Road, what are you in this restaurant... Are you in Table 1? I'm in Table 6."

While talking, a fat man stood up at the table No. 1, with a bald, round face, walked towards this side like a hill. He walked to the table and stretched out his hands at Zhang Yan, and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Zhang, why are you here? Do you need to come here in person? Just make a call."

Liu Feng also acted as a double act. He despised such a person in his heart. He had no money at all and wanted to find an extra to pretend to be a bank official. Don’t say that this fat man is quite dedicated. His style does look a bit like Liu Yibang, director of the Credit Department of the Industrial and Commercial Bank. Hey! This is too similar! Liu Feng wiped his eyes in disbelief and was shocked. This person is really too similar.

After a while of greeting Zhang Yan, the fat man suddenly turned his head and looked over, his eyes narrowed into a slit: "Isn't this Mr. Liu? You know Mr. Zhang, why didn't you say it earlier? You're rude." After saying that, nodded to Zhang Yan: "Mr. Zhang, I'm asking someone to bring the equipment here. You also know the system there, so I'm going to bother you."

Zhang Yan frowned and said, "How much time will take?" He came out and didn't report to his wife, so he had to finish the matter quickly. After finishing, he drove home, but there was not much time wasted.

Liu Yibiao wiped his sweat and said, "Half an hour, 20 minutes, or 15 minutes... Do you think it's?"

Liu Feng was stunned by the side. He had never seen Liu Yibiao whisper so quietly. Who is Liu Yibiao? The director of the Credit Department of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, the master who is responsible for reviewing customer information, has a great power. When he first met him, he spent a lot of effort and only obtained a quota of 10 million. At that time, Liu Yibiao's attitude could only be said to be plain, but now his attitude towards Zhang Yan is simply treating Zhang Yan as his ancestor.

Liu Feng really wanted to catch Liu Yibiao and ask him if he had taken the wrong medicine and could not recognize the person.

"Yeah, it's enough for half an hour. I don't want to waste more time." After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he began to study the menu. After a while, he waved to the waiter and pointed to a few dishes and said, "Yeah, these things need to be packed, one should be made more tender, and the other should be cooked a little more mature."

The others didn't know, Xie Wenjuan understood it in her heart, and whispered in Zhang Yan's ear: "I can't tell, you are quite a family member. You haven't forgotten them when you eat here. You are such a model husband."

Zhang Yan gave Xie Wenjuan a blank look and replied in a low voice: "It's not your fault. If you go back late this time, I wonder how much trouble will there be?"

Xie Wenjuan suddenly laughed and said to Zhang Yan with a smile: "I heard that the keyboard you chose last time was that thin. I don't know which one to choose next time, and whether it was made of rubber."

I endure it. If it weren't for Liu Yibiao's attitude, it means that Zhang Yan was a not simple person, Liu Feng would definitely jump up in anger. However, Liu Feng still had a little luck in his heart. Maybe Zhang Yan and Liu Yibiao had some relatives, and they might be able to fool him after collusion. Anyway, Liu Yibiao would only appear once, and the price would not be high. Although this idea is a bit unreliable, it is the last straw that supports Liu Feng not to fall.

Half an hour passed, and Zhang Yan finally got his card. The gold card that didn't look like a gold card. Zhang Yan expressed his appreciation for this unpretentious appearance. Liu Feng was anxiously waiting for Ma Wanquan to arrive, seeing that the time was coming, and if he waited until the dinner was over, it would be meaningless.
Chapter completed!