low-key warlock

At night, the neon lights in the center of the capital are flickering, colorful, and the night scene is charming.

Near Chaoyangmen Inner Street, in this bustling area of ​​the capital, it is so low-key that it is almost inconspicuous. In front of the Songzhu Clubhouse with rich ancient architecture, a black Mercedes-Benz car slowly drives to the parking area where there are few cars. Under the guidance of the staff, he parked in a parking space.

After thinking for a while in the car, Zhao Shan said, "I'll go by myself."

"En." Wang Qing nodded.

Qian Ming just smiled and didn't take it seriously, the driver Cui Er would not express anything, he even had a sense of self-deception in his heart-look, Mr. Wang and Mr. Qian, and our Cui Eryi So, you can't follow Mr. Zhao in to participate in the discussion. This shows that our Cui Er's status is not low.

Wearing a white short-sleeved cotton lapel T-shirt, black slim-fit trousers, black pointed-toed leather shoes, and a short parted hairstyle, Zhao Shangang looks imposing, although he doesn't have the temperament of those upper-class elites who often come to this place, But he was born with a domineering arrogance that looks down on the world, which can shock people's hearts.However, Zhao Shangang, who is already worth tens of millions, has never been in a club, nor has he known such a high-end club that serves the social, taste, and privacy of the upper-class elites. No matter how high-end the place is, it is nothing more than spending money.

But when he walked to the slightly quaint door, he was still stopped by two staff members.

One of them said politely: "Hi sir, Shochiku Club is a membership-only club, do you have an appointment for our distinguished members?"

Zhao Shangang frowned slightly, nodded and said, "I'm here to see Yang Shubin, Mr. Yang."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you Mr. Zhao Shangang?" The staff member bowed politely, stretched out his hands and bent over, and said, "Mr. Yang has already informed us in advance, please come with me..."

"Thank you." Zhao Shangang nodded gracefully and walked inside.

The Songzhu clubhouse is based on a set of three-entry old-fashioned courtyard houses, and no major changes have been made to the original buildings. Whether it is houses, courtyards, walls, courtyard doors, and side gardens, they have been slightly modified according to the original appearance. Some decorations such as flowers, trees and lanterns have been added, and the interior is also full of ancient style.

The staff led Zhao Shangang to a tea room on the inner side of the garden, knocked lightly on the door and got the answer before opening the door, stood at the door and said respectfully: "Mr. Yang, your guest is here."

"Well, let him in."

The staff bowed slightly and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Zhao, please come in."

Zhao Shan just walked in.

The staff standing at the door gently closed the door.

Entering the room, Zhao Shan was startled for a moment, turned left two steps and opened half of the tassel curtain before entering the inner room.

The interior is antique, and several lamps that illuminate the room like daytime are also installed in glass lampshades similar to ancient oil lamps. There is a long bookcase on one side of the inner wall, which contains exquisite antique linear books and some Exquisite ceramic products, with a long tea table and four chairs and stools in the middle, an open bed on the innermost side, covered with brocade Kang mats, Kang blankets, mattresses, backrests, etc., and Kang tables in the middle of the couch , there are cabinets on both sides, and there are exquisite rare stationery carved from jade, enamel, bamboo, wood, teeth, horns and other materials.

If ordinary people walk here, they will definitely have the feeling of traveling through time and space to the study of ancient emperors.

Yang Shubin, dressed in a light brown casual Tang suit and with a carefully groomed mustache, sat on the side of the bed and slowly sipped tea from a white jade teacup on the sandalwood kang table.On the opposite side of him, stood a young woman with outstanding appearance, wearing a white ancient Han dress with a waist and wide sleeves, with a faint smile on her face, and was in charge of making and pouring tea.

After Zhao Shan just entered, he didn't seem so surprised by the elegant and luxurious environment here. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Hi, Mr. Yang, I'm Zhao Shangang."

"The visitor is a guest." Yang Shubin didn't get up, but stretched out his hand to signal the collapsed side on the opposite side of the kang, and said, "Sit."

The woman swayed just right and then stepped back half a step to get out of the way, bending over to make a gesture of please.

Zhao Shangang walked over and sat down, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang is indeed very elegant. I, Zhao Shangang, am a rough person. I have never seen such a scene. I really admire it."

"Where." Yang Shubin smiled, waved his hands and said to the gentle woman who came forward to make a cup of tea for Zhao Shan, "You go down first."

The woman bowed her body softly and bowed in the ancient style, and flitted away without saying a word, closing the door of the outer room behind her.

Zhao Shangang looked at the indoor environment casually, and said: "Drinking a few cups of tea here, I guess it will cost eight thousand? Mr. Yang is rich and powerful, it really opened the eyes of a country bumpkin like me... "As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and drank it like a cow chewing a peony, and smacked his lips.

"How does it taste?" Yang Shubin asked with a smile.

"That's right." Zhao Shangang nodded, and said, "Actually, I'm a rough person who doesn't know much about tea tasting, but with all due respect, the tea here is compared to the tea in a teahouse I often go to in Pingyang City... I don't know if it's the taste or something else, but it feels like it's a little bit off, if you have time, Mr. Yang can go to Pingyang City, I invite you."

Yang Shubin showed a little surprise, and he didn't know whether it was true or pretending. He said, "I am a tea lover. Brother Shan Gang said so, it is settled. I will take time to go to Pingyang City."

"welcome any time."

"Shan Gang, I think you seem to be a straightforward person, and you probably don't like talking around the bush..." Yang Shubin personally picked up the delicate and small purple sand pot to fill Zhao Shangang's teacup, and said, "Tell me, I met you in the capital." For Su Chunfeng's sake, I will do my best. Oh, by the way, let me ask in advance whether this matter has anything to do with Su Chunfeng?"

Zhao Shangang smiled and said: "Wantong Express, a small company, has just arrived in the capital and encountered some troubles. Well, I am a shareholder of Wantong Express Company. Chunfeng's father is our Wantong Logistics Co., Ltd. chairman of the board."

"Oh." Yang Shubin nodded and said, "Tell me."

Zhao Shangang briefly described the small troubles Vantone Express encountered in the capital, but they were so serious that they directly affected the development of Vantone Express's national layout, and then said: "The high-level executives in the company, as well as Chunfeng personally means that it is inconvenient to use extreme methods to solve the problem, which is not good for anyone, so...that's why I thought of asking Mr. Yang to come forward to help."

Yang Shubin smiled and didn't rush to answer.

In fact, when he saw Zhao Shangang entering the door for the first time, he was a little disappointed in his heart. He believed that he had developed an extraordinary vision after so many years of ups and downs. He is aggressive and domineering, but he is too young and lacks a calm city.In Yang Shubin's eyes, such a person cannot be used by himself and is too dangerous, so even if it is Su Chunfeng's face, there is no need to help him.Besides, Yang Shubin felt that he didn't have such a deep friendship with Su Chunfeng, and he really didn't know the details of Su Chunfeng, so he couldn't convince himself to help such a domineering young junior introduced by Su Chunfeng, even if it was Vantone Logistics. The chairman is Su Chunfeng's father.

But after Zhao Shan just sat down and talked, Yang Shubin suddenly felt very friendly.

He even felt a little confused about this.

After thinking for a while, Yang Shubin said with a smile: "Shan Gang, if I can't help you with this matter... what will you do?"

"Mr. Yang looks at me, what kind of person is he?" Zhao Shangang took a sip from his teacup with a smile.

"A person who hasn't washed his hands in the golden basin."

"President Yang washed his hands?"

Yang Shubin was startled for a moment, then laughed a few times, finding a reason for the inexplicable sense of kinship in his heart, nodded and said: "Okay, you are indeed a friend who can make Su Chunfeng feel ashamed and entrust me to help, brother Shan Gang really Young and promising, domineering and wise, Yang admires... Can you tell me frankly, how do you plan to solve this troublesome matter when you have no external force to rely on?"

"Wantong Express's layout is nationwide." Zhao Shangang said with a smile: "It's not just in the capital, so there must be many difficulties in the future. If Mr. Yang is interested, you can wait and watch the show."

Yang Shubin didn't feel dissatisfied at all, and didn't ask any more questions, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait to see you Zhao Shangang's good show."

"The capital city?"

"Brother Shan Gang, go back and tell Chunfeng that after this incident, he owes me Yang Shubin a favor."

"Mr. Yang." Zhao Shangang picked up the teapot to make a cup of tea for Yang Shubin, and said with a smile, "I, Zhao Shangang, really want to be cheeky and accept this kind of favor. I don't know, can Mr. Yang think highly of me, Zhao Shangang?"

Yang Shubin frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Why?"

"I don't want to bring any possible troubles to Chunfeng's future. I will do my best not to, and I don't want others to cause trouble for him... Mr. Yang, don't get me wrong, this is just my intention. As for Chunfeng Feng, he must know it in his heart, so I think it's better not to tell him these words directly, what does Mr. Yang think?"

"Yes, I also feel now that Zhao Shangang owes me a favor, which is more secure than the favor owed by Su Chunfeng." Yang Shubin said with a smile without hesitation.

Zhao Shan just took out a business card and put it on the kang table and pushed it over: "This is my business card."

"Ah."

"Thank you Mr. Yang for your help first, and thank you Mr. Yang for your hospitality today. I, Zhao Shangang, came prepared to treat Mr. Yang to dinner, and I never thought of asking Mr. Yang to spend... Well, maybe these words are off-putting, I don’t have much I said it." Zhao Shangang stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Afterwards, Shangang invited Mr. Yang to taste tea in Pingyang City to express his gratitude."

"Well, I will definitely go."

"Goodbye..."

"Goodbye."

Yang Shubin didn't get up, watched Zhao Shan just leave, picked up the teacup and sipped tea lightly, with a vague smile on his face, but more doubts about Su Chunfeng in his heart—Su Chunfeng, who is so sacred?If I hadn't lost my mind this time, Zhao Shangang is definitely a rare hero in the world, but he is so determined, willing to serve Su Chunfeng with all his heart...

We have to find out if Zhao Shangang is a real person.

Yang Shubin thought to himself, but it didn't affect him to do this little favor of Wantong Express.

Because for Yang Shubin, although he doesn't recognize the people from those small logistics companies, in these four or nine cities, those who can handle those small family incidents are not very remarkable figures, and for Yang Shubin, in the capital Solving this kind of matter is nothing more than asking someone to pass on a message, nothing more.