At 11:50, Zhang Keqin's car arrived at Nanshan Coffee.

Nanshan Coffee is a famous local Western restaurant. Whether it is service or grade, it ranks in the top three in the Changjing Western restaurant industry. It is a place that many people with a bit of petty bourgeois style and are also popular with Yucai.

There are also some young masters who like to show off after picking up girls.

Zhang Keqin raised his arm, looked at the time, and showed a little hesitation.

Then he sighed softly and walked out of the car directly. Zhao Min hurriedly stepped forward to cover the door cover. He had already gotten out of the car before Zhang Keqin got out.

"Boss, it's not time yet!"

Zhao Min said in a low voice that Zhang Keqin has a very serious concept of time. He is neither early nor late. Now it is a few minutes away from twelve o'clock.

"I know!"

Zhang Keqin's tone was very plain, and he even glanced at Zhao Min gently, which made Zhao Min feel a little shocked again.

"What if I meet my family, so what if I go early or late?"

Zhang Keqin dropped this sentence and walked inside. Zhao Min's face turned pale and then followed closely.

Zhang Keqin's words clearly told him that I was going to see my son, so what's the matter if I finish it a little earlier?

How can you compare to meeting other people when you meet your son?

"Sir, do you have any reservations?"

The waiter at the door did not recognize Zhang Keqin's identity. Then again, they would not have thought that the provincial secretary would suddenly come to them.

It’s like in later generations, some secretaries took the bus and some secretaries applied for jobs, but they were not recognized.

"Check whether Zhang Yang has made a reservation!"

Zhang Keqin said softly, and when he spoke, he looked inside unnaturally.

He hoped to see Zhang Yang inside. It was the first time Zhang Yang agreed to meet him. The son, who he usually can only see through photos, can finally see the real person.

At this moment, even though he was a chief official of the border and the top leader of the provincial party committee, he was a little excited and nervous.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Keqin's face showed a bit of disappointment unnaturally. He did not see Zhang Yang in the hall.

"Sir, Mr. Zhang has a reservation, please come with me!"

The waiter returned quickly and said respectfully to Zhang Keqin.

Zhang Keqin nodded and followed the waiter forward, while Zhao Min and the guard followed behind.

The waiter took them to the second floor, a VIP room with a VIP room, and then stopped.

There were two people standing next to the door, Long Feng and Qu Meilan were both there. Zhang Keqin came up with me, and both of them were looking at him.

"Sir, this is the room Mr. Zhang reserved!"

The waiter bent gently and said with a smile.

Nanshan coffee is Wu's industry. To be precise, it was something Wu Zhiguo himself made in the early years, and Wu Zhiguo was the big boss here.

Zhang Yang is Wu Zhiguo's life-saving benefactor. There is no problem in preparing a VIP luxury private room for Zhang Yang here. If Zhang Yang is willing, Wu Zhiguo is willing to give the entire Nanshan coffee to Zhang Yang.

"I see!"

Zhang Keqin's tone was very plain, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

However, before he entered, he unnaturally pulled his collar. Zhao Min's eyes were very sharp and he noticed his movements.

Zhao Min understood that Zhang Keqin was still a little nervous, otherwise he would not have subconsciously pulled his collar. He hadn't seen his leader perform such a nervous action for a long time.

After gently pushing open the door, Zhang Keqin immediately saw a person sitting inside.

The person sitting was Zhang Yang, who he saw countless times in photos and has grown up completely.

Zhang Keqin stepped in, and the guard was about to follow in, but Zhao Min grabbed him.

Zhao Min shook his head gently at him, then pulled the door over and closed it. He then quietly looked at Long Feng and Qu Meilan who had not moved aside.

After taking a few glances, Zhao Min sighed secretly in his heart. The guard's performance was not even comparable to Zhang Yang's bodyguard.

This guard was sent by the guard regiment. He was very strong and very reliable. However, he had poor eyesight and didn't look at what occasion it was, so he actually wanted to follow in.

If he really followed in, Zhao Min would surely be kicked out, or would be kicked out angrily by Zhang Keqin.

Zhang Yang, who was sitting in the private room, had his heart beat faster since Zhang Keqin arrived outside the door.

This was a natural acceleration. At that time, he even had the urge to snatch the door.

The moment Zhang Keqin came in, the feeling surged again, and it became even stronger than before. Zhang Yang pinched the chair sitting below with his hands, and barely controlled his emotions.

This negative emotion arises naturally from the body, leaving Zhang Yang helpless.

Zhang Keqin sat down opposite Zhang Yang and looked at Zhang Yang carefully.

This is his son, who has not watched him face to face for many years. Since the father-son gap arose, Zhang Yang has never seen him as a father, but instead regards him as an enemy.

This is also the most regrettable thing for Zhang Keqin, who has been smooth sailing in his career.

"You've grown up!"

After a while, Zhang Keqin took the initiative to say something, and sighed softly when he spoke.

Hearing his words, Zhang Yang felt inexplicably bored. If he hadn't tried his best to control him, he would have left the room.

"Talk about the key points, I don't have much time, I still have important things in ten minutes!"

Restraining his emotions in his heart, Zhang Yang said slowly, but his voice was obviously trembling.

Zhang Keqin was slightly stunned, and then a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.

This is different from the father and son he imagined, or it is not the result he wanted. Zhang Yang agreed to him, but facing him is still like facing strangers, and he is even worse than strangers.

"Your mother..."

"Peng!"

Zhang Yang's hand suddenly slapped the table. The table made of high-quality hardwood was slapped by his slap, and everyone at the door heard the movement.

Zhang Keqin's guard responded quickly. He rushed inside immediately, but when he arrived at the door, he was stopped by an arm. Long Feng, who was still beside the door, appeared in front of him for some reason.

The guard was a little stunned and wanted to throw Long Feng out, but unfortunately, he was the one who was thrown out after he reached out.

"Calm down, calm down!"

Zhao Min shouted hurriedly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He also wanted to open the people and see what was going on inside.

However, he knew very well that controlling the situation is the most important thing at the moment, otherwise the father and son meeting this time that the leader finally finally ended with the worst outcome.

"I don't want to listen to the past, and I don't want to listen to it!"

In the room, Zhang Yang jumped out word by word, his eyes turned red.

Memories appear in Zhang Yang's mind, and he is a very beautiful woman in his memory. He is playing with him when he was a child. The woman is very good and treats him very well.

Among these memories, there is only a woman. The young Zhang Keqin always comes and leaves in a hurry.

The appearance of these memories made Zhang Yang understand. He spent almost all his childhood with his mother. Zhang Keqin was very busy at work at that time and always ran around. It can even be said that he ignored the existence of their mother and son.

No wonder he had such a big reaction after his mother died.

"Okay, I won't say it!"

Zhang Keqin sat there dejectedly, and there was no such thing as a superior.

All he had was heartbroken, and he felt a little regretful on his face. At the same time, he was extremely surprised by Zhang Yang's power to smash the table. He never knew that his son had become so powerful.

"If you come just for this, you can leave now. If you have something else, just say it quickly!"

The table was broken and the chair was still there. Zhang Yang sat down and said softly.

Hitting the table was his forced instinctive reaction. The negative emotions in his body almost reached their peak. If he didn't find a way to vent, he would do anything he could not even imagine.

It is not good to smash the table, but after all, Zhang Yang's mood has been restored a lot, allowing him to continue to face Zhang Keqin calmly.

At this moment, Zhang Yang himself was also quite depressed.

Only when he faced Zhang Keqin directly, did he truly realize how much resentment his body had towards this person before.

If he didn't slam the table and vent his anger just now, he would have gone crazy. This was still a kind of passive madness, a kind of madness that he didn't want but was brought by his physical instinct.

It's like a person is suffering from epilepsy.

"I have something I want to ask for help!"

Zhang Keqin raised his head, and his mood recovered a little, and sat there and said softly.

"What's up!"

Zhang Yang's answer is very simple. Nothing is good if he doesn't mention his mother's affairs. At least he can control himself now and face Zhang Keqin directly.

But this is also him. If it were the previous "Zhang Yang", I'm afraid he wouldn't agree to meet, and there wouldn't be such a chance to talk face to face.

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"Calm down, calm down, Xiao Wang, I promise you that the leader will never have any trouble in it!"

Zhao Min stretched out his arms, stood between the guard and Long Feng, and shouted loudly.

The private room returned to peace, but at this moment, the door was tense. After the guard Xiao Wang was thrown out, he got up and attacked Long Feng, and was thrown out by Long Feng again.

Even Qu Meilan stood up now and wanted to teach this guard a lesson.

The guards are very powerful, but Qu Meilan is a master with internal strength and is not inferior to this war-produced guard.

"Secretary Zhao, you must ask for support immediately. I will be responsible for the safety of the leader!"

The guard looked at Long Feng coldly. Now he also understood that he was no match for this person at all, and this person was much more powerful than him.

As he said that, he took out a telephone call from his body. Unfortunately, before he could say a word to the telephone call, his wrist hurt and the telephone fell to the ground.

Qu Meilan quickly stepped forward, picked up the caller, and stood back to Long Feng's side.
Chapter completed!