Nie Yunping hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over and said: "Old Dong, that's not what Mr. Jiang meant. Don't think too much about it. I think this is just a small misunderstanding. Let's sit down and have two drinks together while I treat you at noon.
It will be fine if you just open it up."
Dong Qingyun snorted and said, "It's just for your sake, Director Nie. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so easy to talk to!"
Nie Yunping laughed twice, looked at Jiang Zhihao, pulled him and whispered: "This person is my new partner, his name is Dong Qingyun, he is quite famous in the city. If we go back and have two drinks together, it can be considered a friendship.
a friend."
Jiang Zhihao was startled when he heard this, Dong Qingyun?
There is indeed such a name in the memory in my mind. If I remember correctly, Nie Yunping did find Dong Qingyun as a partner.
Unfortunately, Dong Qingyun died in a car accident after having dinner with him, and the partnership disappeared.
This incident also became the last straw for Nie Yunping, causing the tycoon to completely decline later.
Jiang Zhihao and Dong Qingyun had little contact. I only knew about this person through getting to know Nie Yunping. Now that I have met the real person, thinking about it, the time in my memory should only be these two days.
Maybe it's the lunch today.
In my memory, although Dong Qingyun's death was due to a car accident, Nie Yunping was also implicated. Many people said that he was a broom star, and whoever cooperated with him would be unlucky.
Coupled with the unreasonable attitude of Dong Qingyun and his son, Jiang Zhihao was too lazy to deal with them and said bluntly: "I won't eat anymore. I have something else to do, so let's go first."
"Ah? Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, you..."
Nie Yunping shouted anxiously, while Dong Chengqiang curled his lips and said: "Looking at his arrogance, I don't know who he thinks he is."
Dong Qingyun also followed: "Dong Nie, some people don't want to play with us, so forget it. Why force it?"
"Oh, you don't understand!" Nie Yunping said, catching up with Jiang Zhihao and holding his arm to prevent him from leaving: "Mr. Jiang, I know you are unhappy, but for my sake, please give me
Save face."
"It's not that I don't want to give you face." Jiang Zhihao hesitated for a moment, and finally reminded: "I would like to advise you, it's best not to eat this meal today, and don't get close to him recently."
"Ah?" Nie Yunping was startled, and then he seemed to think of something, and his expression changed: "Mr. Jiang, what you mean by this is that you can tell that he has something..."
"I have nothing to do with him. Please remind Mr. Dong not to take private cars and support public transportation more. I won't say anything more so that Mr. Nie can take care of himself." After Jiang Zhihao said that, he turned and left.
Nie Yunping stood there and watched him leave. After a long time, he walked back in a daze.
Dong Qingyun over there was already a little impatient with the waiting, and said: "Dr. Nie, aren't you just a young man? What's the big deal for you to bother yourself so much."
"What do you know? He has a very good relationship with Mr. Ji Zimo, the chairman of Yumo Group who acquired our company. He also has a close relationship with the famous miracle doctor Lu Tiande. You can offend such a person. I really don't know what to say to you.
It's over." Nie Yunping came back to his senses, suddenly made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said: "I won't eat today, let's talk about it in a few days."
Dong Qingyun was somewhat surprised that Jiang Zhihao knew so many important people. He didn't expect that such an ordinary-looking young man could have such deep connections.