This is a follow-up to the old lady in the wheelchair at the funeral just now. The old lady is the former vice president of the Taiwan Religious Affairs Committee and the Fujian Tianyuan Era - Jia Biyao, who has now retired as a lifelong advisory committee member. She can be regarded as
After Min Tianyuan's death, she was one of the few remaining elders on the Religious Committee. If Hao Zhengyi hadn't caused such big trouble this time, she wouldn't have been asked to come out to clean up the mess.
The reason why Consultant Jia was invited to come out this time was because he had a relationship with Monk Xiao decades ago. He hoped that the grudge with the polling bureau could be resolved through personal communication. However, after Monk Xiao saw Jia Biyao at the funeral, he could tell
He knew the purpose of her coming. He didn't dare to provoke this problem, so he simply put oil on his feet.
The current religious committee is not the same as it was more than 60 years ago, and it no longer has the strength to deal with people like Yang Xiao. In desperation, Jia Biyao contacted Jin Xiazi again, hoping that he could mediate and try to make Fatty Sun kill him with a big knife.
, we must also resolve this incident caused by the former Chairman Hao as soon as possible.
Jin Xiazi thought he owed him a favor two years ago when the polling bureau went to the United States to recover half of the Celestial Map. This time, he simply agreed to Jia Biyao's request, hoping to resolve the conflict between the polling bureau and the religious committee.
The fisherman benefited. But he didn't expect Fatty Sun's reaction to be so strong. In desperation, after communicating with Jia Biyao, he called again for the second time. This time he promised some benefits, and Fatty Sun half-heartedly agreed. Tonight
Meet with the people on the committee.
Because this matter was too sensitive, Fatty Sun did not dare to bring people there in a big way. In the end, he asked me to accompany him. The meeting place was a private club registered by a Chinese Canadian who is very wealthy in the capital circle.
Famous, the reputation lies in the emperor's service and the emperor's price.
Jia Biyao really made a big deal this time. She booked the entire club. When Fatty Sun and I arrived, several of Jia Biyao's subordinates who had met at Gao Liang's funeral were already standing here. But they didn't see the real person this time.
The main appearance.
Fatty Sun had already got out of the car, but after seeing this formation, he snorted from his nose, turned to look at me and said, "Lazi, please find another place. It seems that such a high-end place is really not suitable for the two of us, isn't it?"
I said, why don’t you eat at another restaurant?"
As soon as Fatty Sun finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from the door of the club. Then, a voice said: "Isn't it just a belly-explosion? Do you need to eat at another restaurant? There is one here." When the words fell, a fat man with gray hair said,
Pushing Jia Biyao out of it. The person pushing the wheelchair for Counselor Jia was not an outsider but the latest chairman of the Religious Affairs Committee—Huang Ran.
After seeing Huang Ran, Fatty Sun stared at him. At first, I thought this was a prelude to a falling out. Unexpectedly, the next second, Deputy Director Sun suddenly laughed, looked at Chairman Huang opposite, and cursed with a smile: "It's not me.
Say, Lao Huang, why aren’t you dead yet?”
Huang Ran didn't have the slightest expression of concern on his face. He also imitated Fatty Sun, smiled, and said: "Good people don't live long, and they cause trouble for thousands of years. Maybe it's me who said this. Now that we're all at the door, what else can I say?
Come in and say, Great Sage, Lazi, please come inside."
"Let's call them Director Sun and Director Shen. We're not very familiar with each other. Don't call them so affectionately, as if you're calling your elders. We don't have any promising relatives like you." As he spoke, Fatty Sun
Just like the owner, he pulled me through the door of the club and praised and criticized the facilities along the way. Listening to his words, it seemed that the noodle restaurants on the street were much better than here.
Because it was a private reservation, this dinner was held directly in the lobby. There was only an Eight Immortals table in the huge place. The golden blind man was already waiting here. When he heard someone coming, he was helped to stand up and faced us symbolically.
After walking a few steps here, he said with a smile: "I had nothing to do just now, so I did a calculation here. The hexagram showed that it is like establishing a contract, which is good luck. Just after the calculation of this hexagram, you guys arrived. It seems that
I have responded to this hexagram, hehehe..."
Jia Biyao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, echoed: "Then let's borrow Mr. Beihai's auspicious words. He can bring our two families together, and so can Mr. Beihai..."
"Not necessarily." Before Consultant Jia could finish speaking, Fatty Sun suddenly interjected. After looking around, he ignored other people's looks and continued: "Maybe the boss here can't continue and wants to find someone to take over.
.I’m not saying, Jin Blind...what, Beihai, you should still ask the boss here if he can respond to your hexagram."
At this point, Fatty Sun paused, made a face at me, and then said: "You think so, Lazi" I nodded and agreed: "Absolutely. Except for a few of us, there is no difference this night.
Many guests are coming. It’s probably impossible to work here anymore. Alas, it’s unlucky.”
The two of us were singing along, not only Jia Biyao, but even Jin Xiazi's face looked ugly. But Huang Ran's face was still as usual, and he said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether he can continue, as long as he has this meal tonight
No delay, it doesn’t matter who does it. If you have anything to say, let’s sit down and talk. We are all Chinese, and chatting while eating is our tradition.” After saying this, he gestured to the service staff,
Signaling to serve.
Everyone had their own secrets, and at first they just said a few casual remarks that were neither salty nor bland. After the dishes were served, Blind Jin couldn't hold back his composure and said towards the direction where Fatty Sun was sitting: "Director Sun,
Regarding the matter of Hao Zhengyi, the committee also misjudged him, which is why they were so passive. Do you think this is okay? Give this old guy a face, and the committee will give you some compensation to the polling bureau to make up for this time.
Your losses this time. Then you jointly issued a statement that the polling bureau and the committee will work together to arrest Lin Feng and Hao Zhengyi. In fact, I don’t need to tell you that in China, the polling bureau rules the world. But when it comes to overseas Chinese
The influence of the committee is always stronger than yours. If Lin Hao and his two people escape overseas, with the influence of the committee, even if they cannot be caught, at least they will have no problem getting their hiding place."
When Blind Jin was talking, Fatty Sun smiled and said nothing. He only struggled with the lobster in front of him. When Blind Jin finished speaking, Fatty Sun was dealing with a lobster claw and pulled out the snow-white shrimp meat inside. He rarely got up.
He put the lobster meat on the plate in front of Jin Xiazi and said, "Why are you talking about Lin Feng and Hao Zhengyi? Are you not talking about Yang Xiao? By the way, Yang Xiao didn't answer my call at the airport, right?
I said, at this time, has he already arrived in Taiwan?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Jia Biyao said coldly: "Sun Desheng, tell me, what do you want? As long as you can say it, no matter what benefits you want, our committee will not counter-offer."
"Wouldn't it be over if you said this earlier?" Fatty Sun gave a weird smile, looked at Jia Biyao and said, "It's not a big deal. As long as your religious committee announces its dissolution, we can forget this article."
Jia Biyao's eyes widened and she was about to speak when her expression suddenly changed and she looked at Huang Ran next to her in shock. It was probably Huang Ran who gave her some hint under the table that caused her such expression.
Huang Ran smiled slightly, turned the shark fin in front of Fatty Sun, and said: "Eat some shark fin first to feel better, and then listen to my opinion."
"I'll eat mine, you say yours. Don't waste any time." Fatty Sun scooped up the shark's fins with a spoon and put them into a bowl, and then gave me another bowl.
Huang Ran's expression was still smiling. He looked at Fatty Sun and said, "Director Sun, I know you have your own business outside. I am very interested in it personally. I wonder if it is appropriate to participate in a joint venture?"
, took out a check from the dining table, turned it to Fatty Sun, and then said: "I wonder if this price is suitable?"
I glanced at the numbers on the check. It started with a one and followed by zeros. I couldn't figure it out clearly for a while.
"The price is okay, but we are all old acquaintances, so let's do it." Fatty Sun put the check away casually, then took out a toothpick, picked his teeth and said to Huang Ran: "The shark's fin is stuffed in the teeth...
I have a few other businesses outside, how about it, President Huang, are you still interested?"
At this time, Huang Ran's face finally changed color: "We will talk about the sale later. Can we talk about Hao Zhengyi now?"
Fatty Sun laughed, took out a list he had prepared a long time ago from his coat pocket, put it on the dining table, turned to Huang Ran and Jia Biyao, and said: "These are the names that Hao Zhengyi obtained from our people this time."
You can remove the things that were taken away from the investigation bureau for him, and this matter is over." He was blackmailing people again. When Lin Feng and Hao Zhengyi escaped, I could see clearly that except for half of the Celestial Principle, there was nothing
None were taken away.
After Jia Biyao read the names of the items on the list, he said angrily: "These are the collections of our committee."
Fatty Sun said lukewarmly: "Now these things belong to the polling bureau. Chairman Huang, what do you mean?"
Huang Ran looked at the list, and the corners of his eyes twitched. After a pause, he took a deep breath and said, "You are right, they are all from the polling bureau."