The poem about Yangzhou under the fireworks in March was Li Bai bid farewell to his friend Meng Haoran, but many people distorted his meaning and thought that he had to go to Yangzhou City in March. Even people in this ancient city rarely explain why the fireworks in Yangzhou are in March.

Inside the Century International Trade Building, Qin Bin was wearing a white short-sleeved POLO shirt and a pair of linen casual shorts. He was wearing a pair of white leather shoes and sat on a rattan chair and drank tea.

Sun Dazhi lowered his head, held a Buddhist bead that he had obtained from some unknown place, and muttered something in his mouth.

"I said Dazhi, you have been pretending to be a fool since you came back for so long. No one said anything about you. Don't act with us or not?" Qin Bin asked speechlessly as he looked at Sun Dazhi.

"Mencius does not lie. I am really dedicated to the Buddha now. I think that when I see you in my lifetime, I may not necessarily follow the ancestors one day after I practice Zen and enlightenment. This beautiful place of mountains and rivers is probably the place where I passed away!" Sun Dazhi opened his eyes and looked at Qin Bin, shook his head and sighed as if he had seen through the world.

"You should take it down quickly. I saw the bills for the guest room just now. You made a portion of Mao's braised pork and two bottles of bamboo leaf green. Did you tell me that you converted to Buddhism?"

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart stays..." Sun Dazhi said after folding his hands together and bowing to Qin Bin.

"Ah... OK! Awesome... Then I'll ask you, the five old girls in Hehuan are like you, what does it mean to be the one and the five queens? Don't tell me that you are practicing concentration here. I don't believe it!" Qin Bin couldn't bear it and exposed Sun Dazhi's words.

"Fuck, I told me that your driver is really not strict. I called him a little girl. This guy who was so stupid that he was playing in the whole car with a late night muddy corpse picking series. When he left, he smiled and thanked me. When he turned around, he reported it and sold it for me?" Sun Dazhi said with a whisper. After standing up, he lost all the breath of immortal spirit and scattered the Buddhist beads in his hand. He shouted.

Qin Bin rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "Okay, don't pretend to be a fool with us. If you really have that one to follow you, please advise my sister. Since Xiao Hu disappeared, this person has become weaker and weaker day by day. I'm worried that something will happen to her!"

When Sun Dazhi heard Qin Bin say this, he shook his head seriously and said, "This Xiaoru has a miserable life, how about the child?"

"The child is fine. My old man is staying in Beidaihe Sanatorium. What time is it? Linzi hasn't come yet?" Qin Bin was unwilling to mention his sister's affairs. After saying a simple sentence, he looked at his watch.

"I guess I have no shame to come. Look at me, didn't I ask you to call me several times in the end? Alas..." Sun Dazhi said again as if he was very profound.

Just when Sun Dazhi and Qin Bin were talking nonsense, the door of the presidential suite was opened by the waiter. Then Wang Minglin walked in quickly and pointed at Sun Dazhi with a smile and said, "You fucking see that the troubles in Beijing are turning upside down now. Li Guangzheng is getting more and more tigers. He ran back when he is scared, right?"

When Sun Dazhi saw Wang Minglin, his eyes turned red and said nothing.

"Fuck, it's nothing, what are you doing? Come on, brother, come in!" Wang Minglin turned around and said to a young man behind him.

Sun Dazhi and Qin Bin looked behind Wang Minglin curiously, and then saw Li Si slowly walking into the room with some caution, then bent down and said hello to Sun Dazhi, "Brother Sun!"

"This is Master Qin..." Wang Minglin pointed at Qin Bin with a smile and said.

"Master Qin!" Li Si nodded and shouted.

"Oh, isn't this a little guy who has stirred up the situation? Did you go to him after you left City C?" Qin Bin smiled playfully and asked Wang Minglin.

Wang Minglin nodded and smiled and said, "I can't get out of it without him. Now if I can get out of it, I can make the second round!" Wang Minglin looked at Qin Bin with bright eyes and said.

The four people in the room, Li Si and Wang Minglin, were not talking about it. Qin Bin and Sun Dazhi were all stunned after hearing Wang Minglin's words. In the second round, aren't it over? Haven't lost?

Wang Minglin looked at Wang Minglin and Qin Bin's puzzled look, and smiled and reached out to take out the phone and called Beile, who was far away in Beijing. After the phone was connected, Wang Minglin immediately turned on the public and placed it on the table, then sat down and said to the phone, "Master, do you have any instructions?"

"Haha... do you still have the fucking face to call me? I said, "Do it early, do it early, now that I have discounted so much money, I don't dare to drive. I eat slack food for three meals a day. Do you deserve me?" Mr. Beile's anxious and white-faced voice instantly came out of the phone.

When everyone heard Master Beile's words, they all let down the grudge in their hearts.

You know, no one is the real big shot when these people can get together. It was Huangshan who met Liu Zhu who went to Hon Hai to do business. This fate with Beile Master was revealed. Since then, Wang Minglin brought Sun Dazhi and Beile Master Qin Bin to cooperate with each other, and the relationship is very solid. Whether in Yangzhou, Beijing, or Xiamen, Wang Minglin's intelligence and talent are backed by the strong relationship network and financial resources of Beile Master and Qin Bin as a backing. In the words to describe NBA stars today, Wang Minglin has definitely fulfilled his talents.

But there are unexpected situations. This time, in the poverty alleviation project in City C, Wang Minglin and Sun Dazhi discovered the problem and were determined to make a move. They were thinking of using Dong Hua to cut off the mirage project he created, and then absorbed all the huge economic benefits that were not on his side.

But what he didn't expect was that Wei Ren, who had been hiding, had been waiting for revenge, and caught Wang Minglin off guard step by step, which directly led to Wang Minglin's failure to count. Qin Bin and Beile Ye alone lost more than 10 million when the market economy had just burst out with endless potential in the 1990s.

You should know that from the early 1990s to 2000, the GDP was only more than 300 billion, which was the total number of the whole nation in ten years!

No matter how valuable Qin Bin and Beile Ye are, the money they can afford is just one-twenty thousand of the past ten years. What is the amount and how huge it is. I think many people cannot feel it intuitively, for example.

At that time, the largest private hotel in City C was opened by Liu Zhu and Huangshan. The entire hotel was opened properly, and it cost only 500,000 yuan. This was the price of a big hotel on the flat ground. That 14 million yuan was the money to open twenty-eight Feihong hotels.

One city can create such a hotel in twenty-eight cities, not only is the richest man in the region, but he is also a well-known figure.

Wang Minglin did not shirk responsibility in the face of the current bleak ending. He just smiled and said with a smile, "I have too many things to worry about around me. Now I'm poor and innocent. I'll give you one thousand four hundred to you..."

After hearing Wang Minglin's words, Mr. Beile was silent for a while, and then he seemed to struggle in his heart and said, "Linzi, I won't tell you how much money I have in this life. Qin Bin, you should all know that I must be short of money... But you said..."

"I know what you mean. Don't people have to give something?" Wang Minglin said in a crazy way with his eyes.

Qin Bin didn't feel something was wrong with Wang Minglin, but Sun Dazhi, who had been with him all year round, was stunned when he heard Wang Minglin's words. The phone call Wang Minglin said now made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Okay, Lin Zi, what do you need to say, Binzi and I will continue to hold on for you..."

Wang Minglin laughed when he heard Mr. Beile's words, then nodded and said, "I don't need anything anymore. All I need is just shut up!"

"...Okay! Alas..." Mr. Beile suddenly had a very helpless tone. After saying that, he hung up the phone. At this time, Mr. Beile was at home looking at a small photo frame hanging on the wall on the bedside, and suddenly walked over and reached out to take it off.
Chapter completed!