There are several famous villa areas in the capital, such as Canal No. 1. There are also Yuanyang Linhu where Zhao Canglong and Han Wen lived, Fatty Ma’s Lido Palace Villa, and the “Xishan Imperial Garden” located near the Summer Palace.
Fan Yang has been doing all the work of a playboy in recent years and has little spare money. But Huang Mingyuan is different. Fan Yang has made a lot of money. Otherwise, he would not have gone to Rongcheng to invest in the local textile association.
He bought a three-story duplex villa in "Xishan Royal Garden". The average price is 100,000 per square meter. The value of his villa is now about 150 million.
The dinner in the evening was in this small villa with the house number 1003, and it was a buffet style.
Jing Gao arrived on time by car. Huang Mingyuan had been waiting at the door and said with a warm smile: "Mr. Jing, hello, hello!"
It seems that he was not the one who cursed Jing Gao's back at the Xianghe Golf Club two weeks ago.
Jing Gao shook hands with Huang Mingyuan and said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Huang." Although he has not reached the level of acting like a god, he can still handle this kind of scene work. Zhao Canglong's downfall also requires the support behind Fan Yang.
People work hard. So, he accepted the olive branch from Fan Yang and came to the banquet. Although each had their own interests and ideas, it was not considered "cooperation", but there was no need to make the situation tense.
Huang Mingyuan laughed and made a gesture, "Mr. Jing, please!" While leading the way, he said: "Brother Fan has already said hello about Li Wei. Just ask the lawyer to handle the bail."
Jing Gao was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Huang." This matter actually doesn't matter. Zhao Canglong and Fatty Ma are both grasshoppers after autumn, and they won't be able to jump around for a few days. Li Wei will be fine and can come out early.
, it’s just a favor. Of course, a favor is a favor, and he has to thank him.
In the hall on the first floor, the piano played melodiously. The guests were all young men and women, talking to each other. There were about a dozen people in total, and it was very spacious.
At first glance, it feels like you have entered a bush of flowers. There are quite a few girls here, and the quality is quite high.
"Master Huang, this is..." A young man surrounded by a group of men and women came over to say hello. He was about twenty-four or five years old, dark and strong. As he came over, the men and women who were following him came over.
Both eyes looked at Jing Gao.
Huang Mingyuan introduced with a smile: "This is Mr. Jing, a friend of Brother Fan. This is Zhang Hu, who plays sports cars. He spends more time buying cars than buying groceries."
This is a bit interesting. Normal people go to the supermarket to buy groceries. They spend more time buying cars than groceries, and they are very wealthy.
Jing Gao smiled and stretched out his hand and said: "Master Zhang, we meet again." Zhang Hu has such a unique appearance and is a very nice person. More than a month ago, he had a chat with Zhang Hu for two days in the underground parking lot of the China World Trade Center.
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"Mr. Jing, hello!" Zhang Hu didn't recognize Jing Gao. At first, Jing Gao was still a fat man. Looking at Jing Gao now, not to mention having eight-pack abs, at least he has a well-proportioned figure. "Brother Jing,
You can call me Huzi."
What kind of eyesight does Zhang Hu have? Huang Mingyuan greeted him at the door in person. Don't take Huang Mingyuan seriously. He is also very prestigious in the circle! Moreover, he is said to be a friend of Young Master Fan. What kind of status does this have? He will not suffer any disadvantage if he calls him "Brother"
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Jing Gao nodded with a smile and said, "Let's behave accordingly. Just call me by my name, Jing Gao." He was not interested in casually calling someone "brother". Who knows what water is in it?
After exchanging a few words of greeting, Huang Mingyuan said solemnly: "Everyone has fun, we will talk later." Jing Gao followed Huang Mingyuan upstairs to see Fan Yang.
A sexy beauty with long legs, wearing a long shirt and shorts, looked at Jing Gao thoughtfully. She had seen him before.
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In the living room on the second floor, about seven or eight men and women were chatting casually in twos and threes. Some were sitting on the sofa with their legs crossed, and some were holding wine glasses and chatting with girls. The vague leader was Fan Yang in the middle.
Jing Gao took a quick look, and the most impressive thing was not the middle-aged man Fan Yang in the middle, but the white-haired young man next to him. He was quite tall, with very handsome facial features and a somewhat feminine look.
There were two girls beside him, sitting and chatting with him. One was cool and pretty, the other was fresh and delicate.
Jing Gao was stunned. He met an acquaintance again. The fresh and beautiful girl was naturally Xiao Xueyan.
Xiao Xueyan was also stunned when she saw Jing Gao. But she couldn't talk to him at the moment. Jing Gao was directly led by Huang Mingyuan towards Fan Yang.
Fan Yang was chatting with a slender-faced young man about his experiences in Africa. When he saw Jing Gao coming over, he handed a cigarette to Jing Gao and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, welcome." His gesture was still a bit generous.
Jing Gao waved his hand, "I don't smoke. Mr. Fan, you're welcome. Thank you for the invitation."
The long-faced young man watched the exchange of words between the two, waved the waiter over, picked up the champagne and took a sip.
Fan Yang's face turned a little dark. He found that he really didn't like Jing Gao. If it weren't for the fact that Jing Gao "got rid of" Zhao Canglong, he really had no interest in dealing with this person. Made, he would not have it soon.
People don't give him face anymore.
Jing Gao took a glass of red wine from the waiter's wine plate and said, "Master Fan, I'd like to toast you. Thank you for setting up this game for me."
This is not Jing Gao's nonsense, it was what Huang Mingyuan said when he called me in the morning. This round tonight is specially organized for Jing Gao. It is mainly for drinking and introducing some friends to each other. If nothing else, expand your network.
Fan Yang's face looked better now, he raised his glass and said: "Please!"
Jing Gao drained a glass of red wine.
The long-faced young man held the wine glass and laughed in his heart. Young Master Fan was being led by Mr. Jing. This Mr. Jing was always a very powerful person! One hard and one soft, he kneaded Young Master Fan like dough.
Huang Mingyuan smiled and said: "Mr. Jing, this red wine was flown back by Brother Fan from France ten years ago. Now there are only about twenty bottles left. It is specially used to entertain you."
Jing Gao nodded, "Thank you." It's okay to just listen to the words in this situation, but I have to say that Huang Mingyuan is a much better person than Fan Yang.
Fan Yang was in a slightly better mood and introduced: "This is He Zihang. Isn't there talk about the Fourth Young Master in the capital? He will be replaced in two years."
He Zihang smiled and said: "That's not possible. Wanda Group and Mr. Wang are very popular." He was very modest.
Huang Mingyuan said: "Master He, don't be modest. Soho's main business is leasing, and it's been selling. And because of donations, it has a bad reputation. I think Mr. Pan is not as good as you."
Fan Yang pointed out in a pretentious manner, "Mr. Jing, Mr. He's family is engaged in industry. He just came back from Africa at the beginning of the year. We were just talking about the Diaoyu Islands. What do you think of the conflict between China and Japan here?"
Jing Gao pursed his lips and said, "I'll listen to He Shaogao's opinion first."
He Zihang laughed, "Mr. Jing is too polite. As our national strength has increased, Japan and Benzene will definitely not be able to compete with us. Don't look at the netizens on the Internet who are always scolding us and saying that we did not enter 12 nautical miles. But the situation will only become more and more favorable to us."
Idakadao: "I share a point of view. Professor Jin from the National People's Congress said: Why does Japan and Japan still fight with us when they know they can't compete? The reason is that they are afraid of losing Ryukyu. The Diaoyu Islands are the gate to Ryukyu. Japan and Japan
If Ryukyu is lost, there will basically be only four main islands left, which will be tightly suppressed."
