After the family dinner, privately, Yuan Chenghan called Ximen Lang about his idea for the new municipal party committee secretary, and said: "Brother, I think Secretary Pan is okay and very accessible. Why don't you give him face and meet him?"
Let him give it a try?"
Since he wanted to please me, Ximen Lang certainly couldn't refuse, so he said, "Well, tomorrow night I will hold a banquet at the Dynasty Hotel to welcome the new secretary. Brother Yuan, you can accompany me."
Yuan Chenghan couldn't hide his excitement and hurriedly said: "Okay, it's settled."
The next day, in the luxurious private room of Heshuo's highest-end Dynasty Hotel, the round table was filled with delicacies, wine and delicacies. Ten young and beautiful service ladies in cheongsam stood on both sides, with their graceful figures exposed. You can witness the underground of Heshuo with your own eyes.
Emperor Ximenlang's style, you young men
The excitement in the women's hearts cannot be described in words. They all hold their breasts high and show their most perfect side. In their eyes, this is the real Prince Charming, young, promising, handsome and rich.
The legendary boy attracted their fiery gaze.
Not long after, Pan Zhongyuan, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, accompanied by Yuan Chenghan, Director of Public Security, entered the private room, where three influential figures from Heshuo gathered.
When Pan Zhongyuan saw Ximen Lang for the first time, he was very surprised by the young man. He stepped forward to shake hands with him very enthusiastically and sighed: "Before I came to Heshuo, I heard the name of Mr. Ximen.
I didn’t expect you to be so young. Heroes have always been born from young men since ancient times. I really admire you.”
Although Ximen Lang is young, he is mature. He smiled faintly and said: "Secretary Pan, thank you for the praise. I am just a mess. A big shot like you can come here to show me face. I am really flattered!"
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With his calm demeanor, neither humble nor arrogant expression, and his flawless greetings, this young man left a deep impression on Pan Zhongyuan when they met for the first time. He sighed in his heart, he is indeed a character. It is really unacceptable for a seventeen or eighteen year old boy to have such a scheming mind.
Look down upon!
The three of them sat down, and Ximen Lang ordered the service ladies, "You all should go out."
The ten service ladies twisted their curvy bodies and walked out. Only three of them were left in the private room. They were filled with mellow Maotai wine. They drank and ate while chatting freely.
Pan Zhongyuan was afraid that his position at Pegatron would be unstable, so he deliberately made friends with Ximen Lang, a giant in Pegatron. After three rounds of wine and five dishes, he smiled and said: "Ximen, I really want to befriend you."
This friend, I will rely on you more in the future at Pegatron."
Through contact, Ximen Lang felt that this new municipal party committee secretary was more knowledgeable than Qiu Baicheng and knew how to commend him. He always respected me as a person and I respected you as a person. He immediately said: "Don't rely on anything."
, Secretary Pan, since you think highly of me, Ximen Lang, if you need me to settle anything in the future, just say so and I will help you."
Yuan Chenghan said from the side: "That's true. Ximen is a man of righteousness."
Pan Zhongyuan nodded with satisfaction and said excitedly: "Okay, I'll thank you in advance. Simon, I know what you did to start your business, but this does not prevent us from establishing a harmonious relationship. We are all Pegatron
How about we try to unite as a part of the community and manage this area well?"
Ximen Lang said readily: "No problem."
Pan Zhongyuan praised: "Have a good time, let's have a drink."
The three influential figures raised their wine glasses and knocked them in the air, then drank them all in one gulp.
Today, Yuan Chenghan has become a chess piece of Ximen Lang. He always acts according to his wishes and has indeed helped him a lot. He keeps these in mind. Of course, the other party also collects his black money. The final result is
A win-win situation made Ximenlang deeply appreciate the benefits of collusion between officials and gangsters. Therefore, the newly arrived Secretary Pan also became his target, and he wanted to turn him into the second Yuan Chenghan.
"Secretary Pan, I am also aware of things in the officialdom. You have just arrived at Heshuo, and your position is not very stable yet. You have not formed your own power. There may be people who are unconvinced and oppose you. If this happens, what do you say?
"Say, I will be responsible for clearing the obstacles so that your position at Pegatron will be solid." Ximen Lang said very considerately.
Pan Zhongyuan was so happy to get such a promise from the only boss of Pegatron, and he hurriedly said: "Thank you, Mr. Ximen, your words are enough."
This dinner was mainly to enhance the relationship. The three of them exchanged glasses and drank happily. In the end, Pan Zhongyuan, who was red in the face and already drunk, gave up. After talking for a while, he asked for Ximen Lang's
Mobile phone number, and left together with Yuan Chenghan.
Ximen Lang left the private room and came to the door of a tea room on the sixth floor. He took off his shoes and pushed open the sliding door and walked in. Inside, a girl wearing a purple RB kimono knelt on the tatami and bowed slightly, speaking softly in R language: "
Welcome."
Listening to this familiar language, the beautiful figure of his mother Masako in a kimono appeared in Ximenlang's mind. He sighed in his heart that his mother looked the most beautiful in a kimono. Unfortunately, he hadn't seen her for a long time!
The tea room is completely decorated in the RB style, clean and elegant, with a calligraphy and painting of mountains high and rivers far away hanging, and bamboo vases with unique craftsmanship placed on the simple wooden lattice windows. Several budding cherry blossoms are inserted diagonally in them, which is refreshing.
A light fragrance fills the air.
Ximen Lang sat opposite the female tea master, bowed slightly, and said in extremely standard R slang: "Drink tea."
The noble temperament of the young man opposite and his deep knowledge of tea ceremony etiquette made the female tea master awe-inspiring. She began to clean her hands, smoke incense, boil water and other tedious procedures. There was a sense of tranquility and beauty in her every move.
The teahouse is a place for spiritual cultivation, but it is not suitable for people like Ximen Lang who work hard in the world. The reason why he came here was because he thought of his mother after drinking, and he hoped to alleviate the indelible longing here.
After lingering in the tea room for a while, enjoying a cup of fragrant tea, Ximen Lang's cell phone rang. He looked at the female tea waiter opposite with an apologetic look, and said in R language: "I'm sorry, I forgot to turn off my cell phone. It stands to reason that
, when you come to such a Zen-like place, you should turn off your phone and avoid being entangled in worldly things."
The female tea master smiled softly and said softly: "When you are born in this world, you are inevitably bound to fight in the mortal world. No one is immune to the world. It doesn't matter. Please answer the phone."
"Okay, I'm taking the liberty."
Ximen Lang took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket and put it to his ear, asking: "Who is it?"