Lin Guowei couldn't help but feel a little moved. At the level of him and Wang Qian, favors are not easily owed. You should know that once you owe favors, the price you have to pay is often very high.

Thinking of this, Lin Guowei smiled: "Secretary General Wang, you said so, would I dare not give me this face? But I can say the ugly words first, and there is no problem with mediating them, but I can't guarantee whether someone will give me this face!"

Wang Qian laughed again: "Then let's just say that. If you have time, we will come out to gather and I will be the boss!"

It is no secret in Beijing that the relationship between Yang Luo and Lin Guowei is not a secret. How could Wang Qian, as the secretary-general of the municipal party committee, not know? It can be said that Yang Luo and Lin Guowei are as good as wearing a pair of pants. When the old man visited Dahua, Yang Luo personally introduced Lin Guowei to the old man, which is also well-known. Moreover, since the old man received Lin Guowei, Lin Guowei's reputation has risen like a rocket. He is the political enemy who is not in the face of Lin Guowei. Now he has retreated and dared not to win his edge when he sees Lin Guowei. When he heard it, he was envious and jealous. But no matter how much he envies and hates, there is no way to make Lin Guowei have a good life, and he leans on the big ship of the Chi family and gets along with Yang Luo.

"Okay!" Lin Guowei said after pondering for a moment, then hung up the phone. He could let Han Chenglin go. After all, they are all within the system. The most important thing is that Bei Yinyao was not hurt. This is also the reason why he promised Wang Qian. At least Yang Luo would not blame him for this. As for Zhou Ren'an, he was not in that good mood.

"Follow me!" Lin Guowei stood up and walked out.

Han Chenglin breathed a deep breath, gave Zhou Ren'an a wink, and the two followed Lin Guowei and walked out.

Liao Jingyu looked at Lu Xiangkang and said, "Director Lu, will we go back to the bureau?"

Lu Xiangkang smiled: "Let's go and see the fun!"

Liao Jingyu nodded: "Let's go and see the final result!"

A group of people got into the car, and Lin Guowei took out the phone and called Bei Yinyao: "Where are you?"

Bei Yinyao said, "I'm in Wangfujing!"

Lin Guowei said: "Let's find a place and let's meet!"

Bei Yinyao said, "What?"

Lin Guowei sighed helplessly: "Let's meet. Wang Qian, Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee, called me. I have to give you this face. Han Chenglin just knocked on him. As for Zhou Ren'an, he doesn't have to pay attention to him. You can play whatever you want, and I don't care!"

Bei Yinyao thought for a moment and said, "Okay, just go to Lanyuan Cafe!"

Lanyuan Cafe is the one that is in conflict with Zhongzhou. Bei Yinyao asked for a cup of coffee and sat there bored. After more than twenty minutes, she saw Lin Guowei and his people walked into the door.

"Brother Lin, you actually walked for almost twenty minutes at such a close distance!" Bei Yinyao did not stand up, but just nodded at Lin Guowei.

Lin Guowei smiled and sat opposite Bei Yinyao, while Han Chenglin and Zhou Ren'an did not dare to sit and stood aside. As for Lu Xiangkang and Liao Jingyu, there was no place for them to sit in front of Lin Guowei and Bei Yinyao, so they could only stand.

At this time, a waiter came over, looked at the four people standing aside in a strange way, and then bowed slightly and asked, "Sir, what coffee are you drinking?"

Lin Guowei said: "I don't drink coffee, give me a cup of boiled water."

The waiter hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay!"

Bei Yinyao lowered her head and held a spoon to stir the cold coffee. Lin Guowei took out a cigarette and lit a slurry. Another waiter in the distance wanted to come over to stop him. He was pulled by a woman in her thirties who seemed to be the lobby manager.

"What do you want to do?"

The waiter said, "He is smoking!"

The woman shook her head slightly: "You have to be more careful when doing things, and you don't even look at who it is. Don't talk about smoking, you can't even care about taking drugs."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on Lin Guowei's shoulder, he nodded after being taught, and retreated.

The boiled water was brought up, Lin Guowei took a sip, and then put it down and didn't say anything. Bei Yinyao was still gently stirring the coffee with a spoon, and the atmosphere became very depressing.

Han Chenglin became more and more uneasy. He wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, secretly looked at Lin Guowei, and said with a tough bullet: "Mr. Bei, I am Han Chenglin, deputy director of the General Office of the Municipal Party Committee. I have no idea about Taishan and offended you. Please give up your hands and don't be as knowledgeable as a little person as me." After that, he bent down and bowed deeply.

Bei Yinyao didn't even look at him. She slowly picked up the spoon and put it aside. Then she picked up the coffee and took a sip. She looked at Lin Guowei and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, the coffee here is good, don't you try it?"

Lin Guowei smiled and shook his head: "I don't like the bitter taste of coffee. If you add sugar, you will lose the original flavor of coffee, so I'd rather not drink it so as not to waste it."

Bei Yinyao chuckled: "Then I can only wait for Yang Luo to come back and toast you two glasses of wine for me."

Lin Guowei said: "Forget it, I can't stand that kid's alcohol."

The two of them talked about homework and left Han Chenglin there. For one or two minutes, Bei Yinyao did not say anything, and Han Chenglin did not dare to stand up straight. As time went by, Han Chenglin felt that his waist was almost folded, his face was red, and large beads of sweat were flowing down his face, falling to the ground. I don’t know how long it took, Han Chenglin’s body began to shake slightly, his legs kept shaking, and he gritted his teeth and held it hard.

Lu Xiangkang and Liao Jingyu looked at each other, and a happy smile appeared on their faces. They knew that this matter would never be easily passed. What is Bei Yinyao's identity? If she apologizes and lets go, it would be too worthless.

"Bai...Mr. Bei, I am Han Chenglin, deputy director of the General Office of the Municipal Party Committee. I am really sorry. I have no idea about Taishan and offended you. Please give up your hands and don't be as knowledgeable as a little person as me." Han Chenglin said again with sweat on his face.

"Huh!" Bei Yinyao seemed to have noticed Han Chenglin, "Brother Lin, is this Deputy Director Han?"

Lin Guowei suppressed his smile and nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Oh!" Bei Yinyao said oh, "Director Han, what are you doing?"

Han Chenglin couldn't hold on anymore, so he straightened his waist, shook his body for a moment, and a smile barely squeezed out on his face: "Mr. Bei, we had a little misunderstanding at the door of this cafe today. I'm here to apologize to you."

"No, no!" Bei Yinyao shook her head quickly, "Director Han, I can't afford to say that you are. Don't say it's a small misunderstanding, even if you slap me, I dare not ask you to apologize to me."

Han Chenglin looked at Lin Guowei for help, and Lin Guowei twisted his head aside. At this time, he would only plead for Han Chenglin unless his head was pinched by the door.

Han Chenglin looked at Zhou Ren'an again, slapped his eyes, and cursed in his heart: "Do you have shit in your head? You haven't stood up to apologize."

Zhou Ren'an hurriedly said, "Mr. Bei, it's all my fault that I was not strict in control. My incompetent son made a serious mistake and hit you. I'll take him here to apologize to you, I'm sorry. I hope you will be proud and let him go. I, Zhou Ren'an, will be very grateful."

"Yo!" Bei Yinyao leaned back, her slender legs folded together, and she tilted her head to look at Zhou Ren'an, "Isn't this Mr. Zhou from the United States? If you don't go to inspect the market and support our country's economic development, come here to apologize to me, what apologize?"

At this time, Bei Yinyao's beautiful face, which was so beautiful that it was so abominable in Zhou Ren'an's eyes, she wanted to slap her hard and breathe. But when the person pressed down on the house, he had to bow his head. If he slapped it, not only his son would not have to be rescued, but he would probably have to be in trouble.

"Mr. Bei, please put forward the conditions and how can I let my son go. As long as you ask, I will satisfy you."

Bei Yinyao raised her eyebrows: "Okay, I'm very reasonable. As long as you take out 200 million, remember it's US dollars."

Lu Xiangkang and Liao Jingyu grinned, and Bei Yinyao opened her mouth for 200 million US dollars, and they felt their hearts trembled when they heard it. The expression on Han Chenglin's face became very exciting. Bei Yinyao was definitely kidnapped and extorted now, and in front of Director Lin Guowei, this *** is definitely an unprecedented person.

When Zhou Ren'an heard this, he couldn't suppress his anger and roared in a low voice: "Why don't you go and grab it?"

Bei Yinyao smiled charmingly: "Two million US dollars, it depends on Director Lin's face, otherwise..." When he said this, Bei Yinyao's face turned cold, "You don't have to want to see your son in your life."

Zhou Ren'an's teeth were chewing, and the 200 million US dollars was not a small amount for him, and the money was not his own, but the entire family. Even if he was the head of the family, it would not be so easy to get so much money. Moreover, his brothers had long been eyeing him, staring at him all day long, waiting for him to make a mistake before he could replace him. If this matter was passed back to the United States, it would be nice not to take any damage. How could he have transferred such a large amount of money to save his son in the family business?

Zhou Ren'an clenched his fists tightly with both hands and took a deep breath: "Mr. Bei, the 200 million US dollars is too much, I can't take it out."

Bei Yinyao sneered: "If you can't take it out, we have nothing to talk about." After that, he stood up, "Brother Lin, I have something to do first, and I have something to contact you by phone.":

Seeing that Bei Yinyao was about to leave, Zhou Ren'an was anxious: "Wait!"

Bei Yinyao said, "What?"

Zhou Ren'an had no choice. If Bei Yinyao left like this, his son would be finished. He didn't think that Bei Yinyao would meet him again next time, and he wouldn't even see anyone at that time, and even if he wanted to give the money, he wouldn't be able to give it away.

"I'll go out and make a phone call!" After saying that, he walked out of the cafe with a pale face. For the sake of his son, he could only pinch his nose and accept it. But he couldn't take the 200 million US dollars in the family business, and he couldn't take it out, so he could only call his wife.

Not long after, Zhou Ren'an walked back and gritted his teeth and said, "I promise you!"

"That's right. There is an old saying in China that spending money to avoid disasters!" Bei Yinyao snapped her fingers, "Waitress, get me a pen and paper!"

Soon the waiter came over with a pen and paper, and then put it in front of Bei Yinyao.

Bei Yinyao wrote a splash of numbers on the paper: "Transfer money to this account!"

Zhou Ren'an took out his phone and dialed the numbers, then recited the numbers on the paper. Every time he recited a number, his heart thrustted.
Chapter completed!