Wen Shuo and Qiao Yu looked at each other in shock.
The two of them always felt that Gu Anran's request for the design of the east part of the city was simply to vent his anger with Mu Anchu, who was so provoked by Mu Anchu's words that he had no choice but to agree.
Now that Mu Anchu has left, she is still so serious when she mentions the future construction in the east of the city, her eyes are shining brightly, as if the wasteland in the east of the city that everyone scorns is another prosperous and prosperous scene in her eyes.
This made Wen Shuo and Qiao Yu curious about her plan, and their attitudes changed from being unfavorable at the beginning to looking forward to it now.
Qiao Yu said: "Can we take a look at my sister-in-law's design outline tomorrow?"
Gu Anran smiled and said, "Of course."
"Okay, then we will discuss the follow-up matters after seeing the design drawings tomorrow."
"good."
…
Mu Tingchuan started the car and tilted his head and asked Mo Bei: "Where are we going?"
Mo Bei reported the name and address of a teahouse, and Mu Tingchuan drove straight there.
On the way, they exchanged a few words around the person they were going to meet.
"It's Jiang Leng who asked us to meet," Mo Bei said.
"Jiang Leng?" Mu Tingchuan asked in surprise: "Is it Jiang Leng who you suspect is behind the Chengxi Project?"
"Well. I received an invitation letter from him early this morning."
The confusion on Mo Bei's face was no less than that of Mu Tingchuan. Although Jiang Leng had always been a famous figure in Nancheng, he was usually very low-key and rarely saw him attend any occasions.
Ever since Mo Bei started doing business, he hasn't had any positive contact with Jiang Leng. Today he suddenly asked him to meet. I don't know if it's good or bad.
"What does he mean? Doesn't he want to block it in secret? Does he want to talk openly? Is he also interested in the real estate project in the west of the city and wants to forcefully share a share of the pie with us?"
"Not necessarily." Mo Bei snorted softly: "I can't guess what he is thinking. According to my understanding of him, he doesn't like to be led by others. As long as someone else does the project first, even if it is
The project has good prospects, and he will not interfere in it."
"That's strange. Why is he doing these little tricks?"
“You’ll know once you go there.”
As soon as they arrived at the teahouse, the waiter took them to a luxurious private room upstairs.
The door is a push-pull type, with a beautiful landscape painting engraved on the thick frosted glass. The glass is so thick that you can't see what's going on inside at all.
Mo Bei knocked on the door and waited quietly outside the door with Mu Tingchuan.
The door was quickly opened, revealing a serious face.
The owner of this face is a tall man. The man opened the door and stepped aside to make way, "Are you two here? Mr. Jiang has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in."
His expression was cold, neither humble nor overbearing, but his words clearly meant that he was blaming them for coming late and making the people inside wait for a long time.
Jiang Leng sat at the table and closed his eyes to relax. The fresh fragrance of tea overflowed. He heard the footsteps of Mo Bei and Mu Tingchuan approaching. He first waved the female technician behind him who was pressing his shoulders to go away, and then slowly
Opened his eyes.
The female technician walked out of the private room, Chang Zhen closed the sliding door and turned back, standing silently behind Jiang Leng.
"Coming?" Jiang Leng raised his eyes and looked at them. When he saw Mu Tingchuan, Jiang Leng's eyebrows rose slightly.
"Are you Mr. Mu from Beijing?"
"I don't dare to take it seriously. Junior Mu Tingchuan."
"Well." Jiang Leng's eyes with a sense of oppression turned back and forth on Mo Bei and Mu Tingchuan several times, "From now on, the world will be dominated by young people. Young people are full of energy and grow up very quickly. They can follow
If I can't keep up with the pace of social development, I will be eliminated by this society."
Is the Nancheng boss talking in such a reserved way? It’s hard to understand! Is he really praising them? Or is he asking them to praise him in turn, that he is not old at all and has always been the leading signpost?
Mu Tingchuan secretly watched Mo Bei's reaction, but saw that Mo Bei had no reaction at all and did not answer the question.
As soon as Jiang Leng raised his two fingers to his mouth, a cigar was just inserted between his two fingers. At the same time, the sound of flint friction was heard, Jiang Leng's cheeks deflated, and the cigar on his fingertips lit up.
Circle of red fire.
The smoke mixed with the fragrance of tea rolled towards Mo Bei's face. Mo Bei didn't move. The thick smoke passed by his eyes. Mu Tingchuan squinted his eyes because of the smoke, and tears were about to flow down. Mo Bei couldn't even open his eyes.
Didn't even blink.
"Oh, in a few years, you young people will no longer take us older generations seriously."
Mo Bei nodded slightly and said, "Master Jiang, I'm sorry, something happened at the company and was delayed for a while."
After hearing Mo Bei's words, Mu Tingchuan realized that Jiang Leng was blaming them for arriving late!
"Something about the company?" Jiang Leng lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea before saying, "What thing in the company can tie you down? Is it something about that little girl Gu Anran?"
Mo Bei thought to himself: "Although Jiang Leng doesn't come out often, he knows a lot about what's going on outside. He actually knows everything about An Ran's return."
"As you said." Mo Bei said calmly.
Jiang Leng snorted: "I've been gone for five years, and I'm still so troubled when I come back."
A big question popped up in Mu Tingchuan's mind. Why hadn't he heard from Mo Bei that his wife still had a relationship with Jiang Leng? From what Jiang Leng said, she was quite familiar with Mo Bei's wife?
Mo Bei's calm expression was also disturbed. Before he came, he really didn't understand why Jiang Leng came to him, but now he felt that it seemed to be related to An Ran?
Jiang Leng put out the unfinished cigar in the ashtray and pointed to the seat opposite him with his chin, "Why are you standing? Why don't you sit down? How about the taste of this tea."
Chang Zhen leaned forward, placed the tea bowl, and poured two cups of tea.
Mu Tingchuan and Mo Bei sat opposite Jiang Leng.
Mo Bei took a sip of tea and praised politely, "Good tea."
"Do you know about tea?" Jiang Leng asked Mo Bei with raised eyebrows.
"I don't understand." Mo Bei said, "But I believe Mr. Jiang knows tea very well, so Mr. Jiang thinks good tea must be good tea."
Jiang sneered and said, "You are quite honest."
Mo Bei raised his head and said to Jiang Leng: "I am a rough man, with few twists and turns in my mind, and I am stupid. So if Mr. Jiang has anything to say, can you tell me directly? If you say something too obscure, I won't be able to understand you. I can't understand you."
It will inevitably make you angry and waste your time. Why don't you just say it directly and I'm all ears."
Jiang Leng narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Are you afraid of wasting my time or are you afraid of wasting your time?"
"Your time is more precious." Mo Bei continued calmly.
"Haha, interesting!" Jiang Leng flicked his fingers on the table, "Okay, let me tell you straight. Aren't you planning to engage in real estate business in the west of the city? You have encountered obstacles recently, right? It was me."