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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Handy

Hearing Li Xiaoyun suddenly say this, Zhang Yong was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"You girl, you are interesting. It's really interesting. I didn't expect that this old-fashioned guy like Daqi would have a sister like you."

"I think you are quite interesting, you look polite and don't look like a gangster." Li Xiaoyun tilted her head and looked at Zhang Yong and answered unceremoniously. Zhang Yong became even happier after hearing this, and laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.

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After laughing for a while, Zhang Yong remembered that he hadn't invited the guests to sit down yet, and quickly asked Song Yuan to sit down with them.

When they arrived, Xie Zhengliang and Fan Baoguo said hello to Zhang Yong and prepared to leave. But before leaving, Fan Baoguo walked quickly to Zhang Yong and whispered to him. Listening to the content of Fan Baoguo's words, Zhang Yong was still kind just a moment ago.

His smile instantly turned cold.

Looking at Fan Baoguo with a sharp look, with a questioning tone, Fan Baoguo nodded solemnly. Zhang Yong immediately said a word to him, then turned around and continued to entertain Song Yuanchao and the others.

"What do you want to drink? I have cold drinks and tea here." Zhang Yong returned to his seat and asked with a smile.

"Is there any Coke? I want it iced!" Li Xiaoyun asked directly with her eyes lit up.

"Yes!" Zhang Yong smiled and nodded, got up and walked straight to the side of the room. There was a refrigerator over there. This refrigerator looked very big and strong, almost like a huge safe. If Song Yuanchao guessed correctly,

This refrigerator is quite old. It should be an imported old-fashioned refrigerator from a long time ago.

Opening the heavy door, Zhang Yong asked while taking it: "Sister Xiaoyun drinks Coke, what do my brothers and sisters want to drink? Coke or orange water?"

"I'll drink orange water, thank you." Lin Yan thought for a while and said, as for Song Yuanchao, he still drinks tea like Zhang Yong. Although the drink is refreshing, drinking tea is actually more comfortable in the summer. This is also

Song Yuanchao's previous life was a habit developed after he was in his forties.

Taking a bottle of Coke and a bottle of orange water, Zhang Yong opened them directly with the opener placed on the refrigerator, then inserted two wax paper straws into the bottles and handed them to Li Xiaoyun and Lin Yan respectively.

After finishing the drinks for the two girls, Zhang Yong skillfully made tea. There was a tea set on his table, which was made of purple clay and the tea leaves used were also very good. As Zhang Yong made tea,

The aroma of tea filled the room. If Song Yuanchao guessed correctly, this was a fine silver needle.

"Come, have a taste of my tea." After playing in the water, Zhang Yong placed the tea cup filled with tea in front of Song Yuanchao and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

"Good tea! Good tea, and good craftsmanship." After one sip, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but agree, and at the same time looked around curiously: "I said, Lao Zhang, this house of yours is good, did you rent it or buy it?"

"Haha, I just bought it. It cost me a lot of money." Zhang Yong said with a smile: "You also know that the place I used to live in was not very good. Let's not talk about my lack of money before. The first thing to do when I have money is

I was just thinking about buying a house. When I mentioned this house, it was a coincidence that I happened to come over to discuss business and met an old man who lived here."

After taking a sip of tea, Zhang Yong took out a pack of Marlboros. Just as he was about to smoke it, he stopped and looked at Lin Yan and Li Xiaoyun. It wasn't until Lin Yan and the others nodded with a smile that it didn't matter, that Zhang Yong started.

He handed Song Yuanchao a cigarette, then took one in his mouth, then picked up the Dubon lighter placed on the table, and lit the cigarette with a "ding" sound.

Zhang Yong's current wealth is not lower than that of Luo Yang. Even in Song Yuanchao's view, Zhang Yong is richer than Luo Yang. After all, Zhang Yong is a real businessman, which is fundamentally different from Luo Yang, and he only gets goods from Zhang Yong. Judging from his situation, he surpassed Luo Yang by a lot.

In addition, in addition to Song Yuanchao's supply channels, Zhang Yong himself also has other supply channels, which can be seen from the piled boxes that Song Yuanchao saw when he entered the door.

Although Zhang Yong does not dress as fashionably as today's young people, but instead dresses simply like an ordinary person, from the house he lives in now and the display in the house, the tea, drinks, Marlboro cigarettes and Judging from Dubang Lighter, Zhang Yong has not treated himself badly. He is a person who knows how to live and enjoy life.

After taking a puff of cigarette, Zhang Yong continued: "This old man's children have gone abroad a long time ago, and the house was returned to him under the policy. My wife left a few years ago, and the children want to take him out to enjoy his old age, so I plan to sell the house." This is something that happens only once and for all, I became interested when he happened to meet him, looked at the house with him, and decided on the matter that day, and then this house became mine."

Zhang Yong's experience in buying this house is somewhat similar to the courtyard house he bought in Yanjing, but it is also very common in this era. Song Yuanchao looked around and nodded. To be honest, this house is really good, although it is smaller than It's not as big as those wealthy mansions in Shanghai, but it can still be regarded as a residence for wealthy people in the past. If it were put thirty years later, the price of this house would be almost the same as the first courtyard house I bought in Yanjing.

"By the way, I haven't said thank you yet, brother, thank you!" As he spoke, Zhang Yong raised the tea cup to Song Yuanchao as a greeting gesture. Song Yuanchao smiled noncommittally and also raised the tea cup: "Come on, you guy. It was like this last time, and it will be like this this time. If you do this again next time, I won’t dare to come and drink your tea.”

"Hahaha, it's my problem. I have this shortcoming. Okay, let's not talk about this matter. Come on, let's drink tea." Zhang Yong burst out laughing, took the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. After putting down the tea cup, he and Song Yuanchao chatted about ordinary things.

The two hadn't seen each other for half a year. When they met this time, Song Yuanchao found that Zhang Yong had a smell that he didn't have before. This smell couldn't be explained clearly. It was a bit like an official smell but not like it. Maybe it was because Zhang Yong's business was getting better and better. The bigger it gets, the more people there will be.

"How long do you plan to stay in Shanghai this time? I asked Daqi to send you a message to have a meal, but Daqi said that you had a lot of things to do when you first arrived, and you also brought your younger siblings, so I didn't bother you much. ." Zhang Yong said with a smile, and at the same time glanced at Lin Yan and nodded slightly.

"We can't stay too long. We were supposed to come back last month, but we were delayed because of something going on in Yanjing. Next week we'll go to Yangcheng to do some business. After the things in Yangcheng are finished, it's almost time to return to Yanjing. "

Speaking of this, Song Yuanchao smiled at Zhang Yong: "I originally planned to have this meal with you before I left, but I didn't expect to meet you by chance today. This is really an unexpected surprise. What's wrong? You can't run away from this meal today. Tell me, how are you going to invite me?"

Zhang Yong immediately became happy. Song Yuanchao was really rude and asked directly how to eat this meal.

"You are a guest, you have the final say. By the way, my sister and I are from Yanjing, right? The tastes in Yanjing are different from ours. How about we choose the place?"

"I'm a guest of my own accord. I'm not familiar with Shanghai and Hainan. You can just discuss it." Lin Yan replied with a smile. As for Li Xiaoyun and the other three, they had temporarily forgotten that this girl was happily drinking her Coke.

After drinking one bottle, it wasn't enough. I went straight to the refrigerator and got another bottle myself, instead of drinking with a straw in my mouth.

"That's it..." Zhang Yong thought for a while and suggested: "Why don't we eat out? Running around on such a hot day is tiring. I will eat the meal today and I will cook it myself.

How about making it for you?"

Song Yuanchao was stunned. He didn't know Zhang Yong could cook. Is it true?

"Don't look like that, you guy. I've been cooking at home since I was a child. I'm not bragging that my skills are as good as those of my friends who own restaurants. You will know after you try them after I finish them."

"Okay! You make some dishes, and I'll make some. That's it for today!" After Zhang Yong said this, Song Yuanchao was also interested, and he immediately smiled and nodded in agreement.

Since they said they wanted to cook together, they stopped sitting and chatting. Zhang Yong asked Lin Yan and Li Xiaoyun to rest upstairs, drink drinks and read books. By the way, there is a TV in the room, so you can also watch TV.

As for him and Song Yuanchao, they went downstairs directly. In addition to most of the downstairs being converted into a warehouse, there was also a kitchen near the garden. This arrangement was to prevent fireworks from being too close and causing a fire.

The kitchen is large and well-equipped with all the equipment. There is even a refrigerator in the kitchen. It looks similar to the one upstairs, which is silly, big and black.

Going in and out of the kitchen, Zhang Yong took two aprons from the side, handed one to Song Yuanchao, and then tied his own apron skillfully. Let’s not talk about whether his cooking skills are good or not, but his proficiency in tying the apron can be seen.

He does cook a lot.

The two grown men began to work in the kitchen. Zhang Yong's family prepared a lot of dishes, including fish and meat. They discussed what dishes to cook and started cooking.

While they were busy, the two of them chatted. It was very relaxed in this atmosphere. Zhang Yong talked about the situation of his business, and at the same time made several suggestions to Song Yuanchao, such as adding some products or changing some

After all, as for styles and other things, with the previous popularity, the current competition has gradually become fiercer. If there is no change, I am afraid it will not be so hot next year.

Song Yuanchao agreed with what Zhang Yong said. In fact, he and Li Daqi also said this a few days ago. Products are the first priority, especially in the clothing business, and styles must be constantly introduced. Although the efficiency of Tengfei Factory is

Good, but as time goes by, if there are no subsequent changes, the first mover will still be overtaken by the latecomers.

More than half an hour passed in a flash. Just as Song Yuanchao was frying hairtail, Fan Baoguo came. He looked at the kitchen door. Zhang Yong saw Fan Baoguo and asked Song Yuanchao to cook the fish first, and he turned and walked out of the kitchen door.

After a while, Zhang Yong came back and continued to attack Song Yuanchao. After Song Yuanchao took the fried hairtail out of the pot, Zhang Yong approached Song Yuanchao, reached out and stuffed something unknown into his pocket.

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Song Yuanchao was stunned when he saw Zhang Yong looking at him with a smile. He put the plate with fish aside, reached into his pocket and took out a roll of banknotes.

"this……?"

"Those three little red guys who were short-sighted just blackmailed you for your money. I know you are not short of money, so I let them repay you as much as you blackmailed them. However, these red guys are doing business well and are doing evil things. Their methods are too despicable and they should be punished accordingly."

They are definitely indispensable, so I sent someone to send them away. I guarantee that you will never see these three red guys again when you come here again."
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