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As the name suggests, Xiangwei Dayuan is a Hunan cuisine restaurant.

After everyone was seated, the waiter handed over the menus, which Ma Guofeng presented to Zhang Yifang with both hands.

"Mr. Zhang, what would you like to eat? Please order."

Zhang Yifang didn't stand on ceremony. He took the menu and flipped through it. If he pushed the menu back in this situation, he would be making things difficult for Ma Guofeng.

These people are very thoughtful. If you really let him order food, the first thing he would consider is whether Zhang Yifang has any dietary restrictions or what kind of food he likes.

Then you also need to consider the budget.

Will Zhang Yifang have any objections if the dishes we ordered were cheaper?

If the dishes we ordered were too expensive, will Zhang Yifang have any complaints?

He had to consider all these miscellaneous things.

Without a safety net, life becomes incredibly tiring.

We randomly ordered some signature dishes, such as soft-shelled turtle in casserole, Yongzhou blood duck, fish head with chopped chili, steamed assorted preserved meats, and Dong'an chicken.

A quick glance at the prices showed that it was around 300 yuan per person, which shouldn't be a problem for Ma Guofeng, given his salary.

He's not here to pick a fight with his enemies.

Whether Lao Ma has any income other than his salary is not within his consideration.

The two-and-a-half-hour dinner was a pleasant affair, with everyone enjoying themselves, and Zhang Yifang seemed to have a particularly good time.

nonsense!

The people from Bank of Communications were flattering him the whole time, how could he not be happy!

"Mr. Zhang, it's still early, how about we go sing some more karaoke?"

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Ma Guofeng, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, called out to go to the second round of performances.

He got drunk and became agitated!

During the dinner, Zhang Yifang promised him that he wouldn't have to worry about the deposit performance of the Jianghan Road branch this year.

With just that one sentence, Ma Guofeng downed three glasses in a row.

To be honest, Lao Ma had no ulterior motives tonight; he was just using the occasion to make his presence felt.

You should not give gifts without asking for favors, and you should not give gifts when you need to ask for favors.

It's impossible to rely on last-minute prayers if you don't practice in your spare time; the real work comes from consistent effort.

The more time you spend together, the closer you get.

Unexpectedly, there was an additional benefit.

Ma Guofeng has potential and powerful backers, so Zhang Yifang naturally wouldn't mind doing him a favor, since the company's business could be placed in any bank anyway.

Who knows, he might need Old Ma's help someday.

That's just how interpersonal relationships are!

Zhang Yifang glanced at his phone; it was indeed still early, so he nodded.

"A concert is fine too!"

"Mr. Zhang, is this Shengshi Mingmen?"

"Walk!"

The joy of the second game was so easily secured.

Old Ma said something to the young woman he brought with him, and she took a taxi and left.

The Cadillac Escalade led the way, followed closely by Ma Guofeng's Mercedes-Benz E-Class.

……

Shengshi Mingmen KTV.

As soon as Zhang Yifang stepped inside, Feng Biao, the owner of the KTV, quickly came forward to greet him.

Don't doubt it, others may not know Cadillac Escalade, but they know Jiang B.11111.

As soon as he parked his car, the guy at the door notified the front desk through his earpiece.

The receptionist immediately reported to the boss, who rushed downstairs to greet them.

This seasoned veteran, a man of considerable influence in Jiangcheng, wore a broad smile.

"What a rare guest, Brother Fang! It's been months since you last visited."

To be precise, Feng Biao is actually several years older than Zhang Yifang, but he usually calls him Brother Fang.

He wasn't one of Zhang Yifang's own people, but they had a long-standing relationship.

"You never charge me, how am I supposed to come?"

Zhang Yifang reached out and shook his hand, then jokingly scolded him.

The boss laughed heartily upon hearing this, and then said:

"If you come here and spend money, isn't that a slap in my face? You still can't spend any money today."

Zhang Yifang was helpless. He really couldn't stay in Jiangcheng anymore. It was one thing to eat out for free, but singing karaoke was also free, and even going to a bathhouse was free.

Ugh!

I think I'll just go travel to another city instead.

I've heard that the nightlife in Shanghai, Beijing, Shenzhen, and Hangzhou is quite exciting, and the girls are all incredibly beautiful.

How about we go to Haojiang for a couple of days?

Try the South Vietnamese rice noodles, Thai Lande Tom Yum soup, Japanese and Korean cuisine, and Indian roti... but forget about roti, he doesn't like it!

Just as Zhang Yifang was chatting with Feng Biao, Ma Guofeng got out of the car and came in.

Upon seeing Feng Biao, he greeted him with a smile, "President Feng!"

Upon recognizing the person, Feng Biao quickly greeted him:

"Old Ma, are you with Brother Fang?"

"Yes! I just finished dinner, and I didn't get to drink to my heart's content with Mr. Zhang, so I came to sit here for a while."

"That's great! Brother Fang, Lao Ma, how about K01 today?"

"Which private room it is doesn't matter, what matters is..."

Ma Guofeng, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, looks like a completely different person here.

His face practically screamed "sleazy."

Zhang Yifang laughed heartily. He wasn't bothered at all. If you're out having fun and still acting all high and mighty, why not just go to a convenience store!

Feng Biao smiled and called a waiter to lead the way to the private room.

"Brother Fang, you guys go ahead first, I'll go call the princess."

After watching Zhang Yifang and his group enter the private room, Feng Biao hurriedly went to find the team leader.

"Bring out all the vacuum field equipment with the best quality—well, let's just bring all the good quality ones! And remove all the base layers!"

He had to go through it first; he couldn't let any monsters or demons infiltrate.

For ordinary guests, it would be acceptable to send in a few fathead fish, monsters, and other minor demons.

People saying that eating a piece of fruit platter will get you beaten up along with the team leader is probably a joke.

But Zhang Yifang wasn't joking. If any oddballs or rotten fruits ate his fruit platter, he really would beat up the boss too.

Especially since the driver for him today was that bastard Chen Hu.

To be fair, although there are a few minor monsters in Shengshi Mingmen, most of them are quite good-looking. Feng Biao couldn't find any fault with the people the team leader brought over.

So he personally led a dozen or so princesses and knocked on the door of the K01 VIP room.

"Enter."

Feng Biao pushed the door open and turned on all the lights.

The princesses, dressed in revealing attire, filed in, lined up, and bowed in greeting.

Good evening, boss!

"Mr. Zhang, please make your choice first."

Everyone looked at Zhang Yifang, waiting for him to make the first choice.

Zhang Yifang scanned them one by one, somewhat disappointed; Jiangcheng was still too small.

Shengshi Mingmen is considered a pretty good establishment in Jiangcheng, but it doesn't have any particularly high-end girls.

He believed that Feng Biao couldn't possibly fool him, and that this batch must be the best.

In his view, most of them scored around 60 points, with the highest being around 70 points.

Of course, this is just his rough judgment; there's no need to use the "Eye of Truth" when you're out having fun.

What if, damn it, he sweeps up a thousand people in one go? That would be so annoying!

When you're out having fun, don't fuss over other people's experiences, otherwise no one will be happy. As long as they're not sick, that's fine.

I randomly pointed to a small steamed bun that was probably worth 70 points. I'm used to eating Initial D food, so I wanted to try something different for a while.

The little steamed bun pointed to itself, and Zhang Yifang nodded.

She immediately came over to Zhang Yifang's side, took two wine glasses, and started washing them.

After Hu Zi, Lao Ma, and Lao Ma's two trusted confidants had all been selected, Feng Biao led his men out.

Even though they were familiar with each other, he certainly couldn't just stay directly; what if they wanted to discuss business?

He will come over to offer a toast in a while, and he can only sit down and drink if Zhang Yifang asks him to stay.

After washing the wine glasses, Xiao Mantou came back and sat down next to Zhang Yifang, pouring two glasses of foreign liquor and adding ice.

She took his arm, placed his hand on her lap, and said with a smile:

"I've never seen you before. Do you not come here often?"

Zhang Yifang rubbed her legs a couple of times. This woman wasn't very filial; the only thing she had to offer was her two long legs.