Chapter 148: Yang Fan first meets Zou Weiyou

"I'm going to call Assistant Feng. She is more familiar with business and political figures in Beijing, and she is my assistant. After I leave, I hope you can help me complete two things. One is to send some elites in the bar to Guangdong and hand them over to Mei Ruolan, let her help stuff them into the Jin family, take the opportunity to steal various evidence of his crimes, and give them a pot to remove the firewood; the other is to send people to protect the company and some people who need protection. I don't want to hear some incidents similar to the tied up of the Yingshan." A trace of terrifying murderous aura flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. Faced with the enemy's attack, Yang Fan usually tends to choose attack methods to completely destroy the enemy.

"Boss, Zhang Yang and I understand." Kong Tianyu nodded and responded.

"I still need something, so I left first. When I came back from Beijing, Lao Kong said to invite us to the 'Xianying Pavilion' for a meal." Yang Fan said as he walked outside.

"I said..." Kong Tianyu was about to object, but he didn't expect that but saw Yang Fan glaring at him fiercely, as if saying: "You can't blame me for this, you can only blame you for being too eloquent just now. If you don't want to, your bonus this month will..."

"Well, I said it." Kong Tianyu finally surrendered unwillingly to Yang Fan's threat.

...

Yang Fan came out of the office and walked directly into Feng Wanyi's office.

Yang Fan didn't knock on the door, but pushed open the door directly, walked to Feng Wanyi, who was correcting documents on the desk, and said to Feng Wanyi half-jokingly: "Beauty, can you accompany the uncle out for fun?"

Although Feng Wanyi did not look up, she knew from Yang Fan that the person who came in was Yang Fan. After all, there would be no one in the company who could enter the office directly without knocking on the door. Except for Yang Fan, the chairman.

Feng Wanyi still buried her head, correcting the documents and said to Yang Fan: "Oh! Mr. Yang has been interested in me, an old woman for a long time?"

"I think you are not an old woman, but a bad woman." Yang Fan suddenly said seriously.

Feng Wanyi frowned when she heard Yang Fan's words, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her face.

Yang Fan continued, "If you are an old woman, Sister Furong will not be able to take it and go to jump off the building. You said you are full of lies and force others to jump off the building. Are you a bad woman?"

Feng Wanyi was stunned at first, then held her stomach and laughed: "Sister Furong must vomit blood when she hears you."

"Have you laughed enough?" Yang Fan looked at Feng Wanyi angrily.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute... haha... I suddenly feel that you have a sense of humor." Feng Wanyi said with a smile.

"You laugh, I won't bother you anymore. But remember to prepare tonight and accompany me to Beijing tomorrow to borrow money from Sima Guoan." Yang Fan said, and walked out of the office alone.

In 1271, a man with the vastest territory in the world at that time announced to the world on the land of Yanzhao that an empire with the name Yuan was born. The city east of Taihang Mountain and south of Yanshan officially stepped onto the stage of Chinese history as a national capital. In the following hundreds of years, although it had experienced ups and downs, the city has always stood in the land of China as a capital city with its majesty and solemnity, and has been standing in the land of China as a capital city, until now. The name of this city is Beijing.

Although it was not the first time Yang Fan came to Beijing, when Yang Fan stepped into Beijing, an ancient capital that carries too much cultural history of the Chinese nation, he still felt that this ancient city was so mysterious and attractive, just like a beautiful woman who covered her face with a tulle, which made people wonder about him.

After getting off the plane, Yang Fan and Feng Wanyi took a taxi to the hotel and walked into the booked room under the guidance of the waiter. Since the company paid for it to come to Beijing this time, in order to save unnecessary expenses, Yang Fan and Feng Wanyi only booked two medium-sized rooms and did not check in to the presidential suite like they did last time.

At noon, at a small table in a Western restaurant, a man and a woman sat on both sides of the table. Willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and melon-shaped face were enough to depict a woman's delicate face; a white dress with soft hair was naturally draped behind her head like a waterfall. This woman couldn't help but remind people of the fairy in the sky. However, when you see the man opposite the woman, you may think of another saying: flowers are always inserted in cow dung.

In fact, that man was not ugly, but his vicissitudes of face showed a strange handsome look. But the man dressed too casually. The t-shirt on his upper body always seemed so inappropriate under the deposit of the white dress on the woman. However, the man didn't care at all and still did his own thing in front of everyone. There were definitely not many such men, and Yang Fan happened to be one of the few men. The woman sitting opposite Yang Fan would not be someone else, but Feng Wanyi, who came to Beijing with Yang Fan.

"I really admire you for being able to eat Western food like this." Seeing Yang Fan eating steak, he did not use a fork, but chopped it with a knife and put it in his mouth to chew it. Feng Wanyi not only showed any unhappiness, but smiled slightly and looked at Yang Fan curiously.

"The ultimate goal of eating is to put the things on the table into your stomach. As for how to eat, it is a personal habit. I don't need a fork and can still eat. Who says that eating with chopsticks is called eating, and what you grab is not eating?" Yang Fan continued to chew the steak on the plate at his own pace, while saying to Feng Wanyi with confidence.

Feng Wanyi smiled slightly, didn't say anything, and buried her head and ate the food on her plate gracefully. In her opinion, Yang Fan was a cute little boy at this time. Even though she knew she was wrong, she kept using fallacies to defend herself.

"Do you still want it?" Feng Wanyi looked at Yang Fan's already empty plate and asked Yang Fan.

"No need! This Western food is not only full, but also so expensive. I just can't figure out why so many people come here to eat. If you are afraid of having too much money and don't know how to spend it, you can donate it directly like Bill Gates!" Yang Fan said with a puzzled look on his face.

In Yang Fan's opinion, the two large steaks in Western cuisine are not as exciting as a large bowl of beef noodles. After all, Yang Fan feels that it is very satisfying to spend 10 yuan to eat a large bowl of beef noodles. Why do you have to spend hundreds of oceans to eat the so-called "high-end Western cuisine"?

"Since you don't want it, just watch me eat!" Feng Wanyi said, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

When Yang Fan saw Feng Wanyi's smile, he suddenly felt like he was deceived.

Although it is a good enjoyment for a normal man to watch the beauty eat at close range, Yang Fan did not feel very happy, because in Yang Fan's opinion, even if he admired the beauty, he would feel unhappy even if he admired the beauty.

However, Feng Wanyi's idea was exactly the opposite. Feng Wanyi seemed to enjoy eating under Yang Fan's helpless gaze, so she accidentally ate the Western food for an entire hour and a half.

When Yang Fan and Feng Wanyi walked out of the Western restaurant, the expressions on Yang Fan and Feng Wanyi's faces formed a strong contrast.

"Is it really painful to ask you to have dinner with me?" Feng Wanyi put away her smile and stared at Yang Fan dissatisfiedly. After all, she is also a beauty!

"It's not very painful, but it's painful! Do you know that the other men present at that time wanted to kill me with their eyes and replace me. If a person can be happy in such a situation, that person must be crazy." Yang Fan said unhappy.

"So you, a man, actually cares about the eyes of those men!" Feng Wanyi patted Yang Fan's shoulder and laughed on the street regardless of her image.

"Is this joke very funny?" Yang Fan was completely speechless at Feng Wanyi.

"Justs are not funny, but your actions of telling jokes are very funny." Feng Wanyi smiled.

Yang Fan glared at Feng Wanyi, left Feng Wanyi and walked in front alone. For women, can I still not afford to offend them?

But Yang Fan was wrong again! Sometimes women are like a piece of candy, not only can’t afford to offend, but also can’t afford to hide.

Feng Wanyi followed a few steps, like a little woman pulling Yang Fan's shoulder, and said softly: "Our Director Yang isn't so stingy!"

Yang Fan glanced at Feng Wanyi helplessly and sighed in his heart: "What the book says is really wrong. A woman's face changes faster than reading a book!"

"Don't be angry anymore. I was just joking with you just now. It's already past one o'clock, let's go to 'Piaoxiangyuan'! Sima Guoan's secretary and I made an appointment to meet in the private room of 'Piaoxiangyuan' at two o'clock." Feng Wanyi said to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked at Feng Wanyi in confusion. This woman was too smart. She had almost been with her, but she didn't see her making a phone call, let alone having an appointment. Yang Fan sometimes really suspected that this woman had an exact same clone.

Feng Wanyi seemed to see the doubts in Yang Fan's heart, smiled slightly, and explained to Yang Fan: "You don't have to be surprised. I called in the hotel private room, of course you don't know."

"Oh!" Yang Fan nodded mechanically.

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In the private room in Piaoxiang Garden, Yang Fan and Feng Wanyi sat on the bamboo chair, anxiously looking at the bell on the wall. The hand had passed the number "2". Although there was a cup of the best Longjing on the bamboo table in front of Feng Wanyi, Feng Wanyi was not in the mood to taste it now.

Feng Wanyi frowned, stood up and tidyed her skirt, and said to Yang Fan: "I think Secretary Sima's secretary will not come, so I will find a way to ask him out in the future. Now, let's go back to the hotel first!"

"Or..." Yang Fan was about to persuade Feng Wanyi to wait a little longer. Halfway through his words, the door of the private room was opened. A man in a white T-shirt walked in.

"I can't wait, Mr. Yang, Miss Feng. Let you wait for a long time." The man who walked in politely apologized for his own lateness.

"It's okay, Secretary Zou. Mr. Yang, let me introduce you to you. Secretary Zhou is Secretary Zou, the full-time secretary of Secretary Sima. Secretary Zou is the youngest senior official in the central government and is highly valued by Secretary Sima." Feng Wanyi introduced to Yang Fan with a professional smile on her face.

"This must be Mr. Yang, right? Hello, Mr. Yang, I am Zou Weiyou." Zou Weiyou said politely to Yang Fan.

"Hello, Secretary Zou! I didn't expect that Secretary Zou is so young and is Secretary Sima's secretary. It turns out that he is young and promising!" Yang Fan replied politely.
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