There used to be a company here, and Chen Dongcheng's request for that company was to move out within a week.
"Dr. Chen, Mr. Wei called you and said that you will leave tomorrow. I will practice it for you tonight. In the evening, there will be Mr. Zhu from Shanghai Industrial Bank."
Xie Jingyu answered the phone and reported to Chen Dongcheng.
Chen Dongcheng nodded and looked at Luo Yunqi.
"You accompany me to a meeting tonight. I want to mortgage this office building and get a loan. I need your help."
Chen Dongcheng directly stated his purpose, which made Luo Yunqi breathe a sigh of relief.
She thought Chen Dongcheng was planning to take her to meet those dishonest young masters from rich families.
"No problem, I think this office building can lend at least 100 million."
Luo Yunqi said with certainty that what banks are most willing to do is lend money to owners who are not short of money.
Especially for someone like Chen Dongcheng who holds an office building as collateral, any bank would be willing to lend to Chen Dongcheng.
"That's good, go get ready and dress up nicely."
Luo Yunqi pouted, why should I dress up so beautifully for you to see?
In the evening, Luo Yunqi no longer wore the same uniform and specially changed her clothes to attend.
This time the location is not Huanggongzi, but Yuzhilan on Julu Road.
The same decoration of old bungalows is also the decoration of private kitchens.
When you open the big dark iron door, you can see the three characters "Yuzhilan".
The restaurant has only four private rooms and no separate tables.
The new Chinese style, the hard decoration is not ostentatious, but comfortable and stylish.
Walking into the box, there was a new face inside today, a middle-aged man in his early forties.
"Come on, Zhu Xing, this is Mr. Chen, the real big boss of Mr. Thirteen."
Wei Ziliang took the initiative to introduce him, and Chen Dongcheng also shook hands with the middle-aged man Wei Ziliang called Zhu Xing.
"Master Chen, I am Zhu Tao. Let's have tea with you if we have the opportunity."
"Zhu Xing, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'll definitely do it if you have the chance."
After Chen Dongcheng and Zhu Tao finished greetings, they took Luo Yunqi to their seats.
"Master Chen, who is this?"
None of the young men in the box had women with them, and Fatty Xu's eyes were a little playful.
Yesterday Chen Dongcheng brought two top-quality girls, and today he brought this one to be even more top-notch.
"My company's director Luo, Ziliang and Jiaci have all met."
Chen Dongcheng introduced it casually and in a very calm tone.
Fatty Xu chuckled and said, "Manager Luo is so beautiful, it's really rare that Mr. Chen can still not be tempted."
Wei Ziliang also laughed: "With Mr. Chen here, Director Luo will definitely look down on us."
Yu Jiasi called the waiter and said, "Brother Chen paid for it yesterday, so I have to pay for today's meal."
"Young master Chen is still very grand. Mr. Huang's house is much more expensive than Yuzhilan."
Fatty Xu wiped his sweat with a hot towel and commented: "Huang Gongzi's health-preserving hot pot is good, but if you say the authentic Chinese food is really not as good as Yuzhilan."
"It goes without saying that Mr. Lan's craftsmanship is top notch!"
Wei Ziliang patted Yu Jiasi on the shoulder directly: "Just follow the instructions of 1888."
"That's fine by me."
Yu Jiasi nodded and told the waiter: "Just follow this. We will bring the other drinks ourselves. Go and help me sober up."
"OK."
The waiter nodded and went to pour the red wine brought by Yu Jiasi into the decanter.
Zhu Tao kept watching these young men chatting, and could vaguely sense that this young man who had just come in, Mr. Chen, was unusual.
Yu Jiasi looked at Chen Dongcheng: "Brother Chen, I bought you a box of 2000 Mouton. Remember to take it away later."
"No need to spend money."
Chen Dongcheng knew that Yu Jiasi was the poorest among them.
Chen Dongcheng also felt a little guilty when he used hundreds of thousands of pocket money to buy himself a box of wine.
"It's okay, my dad just gave me five million yesterday, which is enough for me to spend a while."
Yu Jiasi said with a smile: "Brother Chen, come and sit at my house when you have time. My dad wants to get to know you."
"Okay, let's do it next time. I have to go back to Pengcheng tomorrow."
"No rush, my dad is always available."
As soon as Yu Jiasi finished speaking, Fatty Xu felt unhappy.
"I said Jiaci, you are too unreasonable. Fatty, how many years have I known you?"
Fatty Xu slapped the table: "We've known each other for four or five years, but I haven't seen you give me a box of Mouton."
"Tch, can you and Brother Chen be the same?"
Yu Jiasi ignored this guy: "Otherwise, no one but you will be here today."
"Go away, that's a nice thought."
Fatty Xu looked at Chen Dongcheng again: "Brother Chen, why don't we find a time and let us guys give him all the six bottles?"
Wei Ziliang laughed and said: "What time are you looking for? It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. How about today?"
Chen Dongcheng shrugged: "As long as Jiaci doesn't feel bad, I don't care."
"Brother Chen, you have the final say. The wine has been sent out, so how can I still have the right to make the decision?"
Yu Jiasi smiled and shook his head. The hundreds of thousands of red wine was just a piece of fun. None of them were short of this amount of money.
Chen Dongcheng nodded: "Then let the waiter prepare the six bottles first. Count the bottles you can get rid of today."
"Mr. Chen, you are making it very difficult for me, Lao Zhu."
Zhu Tao smiled bitterly and said: "You are young, my old body and bones cannot bear it."
"Zhu Xing is joking, you sit with us, we look pretty much the same."
When Wei Ziliang said this, Zhu Tao also laughed.
"Yes, today I will go all out and give up my life to accompany you."
After everyone made a fuss for a while, they all became familiar with each other.
Zhu Tao was already very familiar with Wei Ziliang and others, but Chen Dongcheng was new to them.
Today's round is mainly organized by Wei Ziliang.
Mr. Thirteen will start renovations soon, and Wei Ziliang is also thinking about which bank will be the best to hand over the company's basic account in the future.
After much deliberation, I finally found Zhu Tao from ICBC.
The turnover of nightclubs has always been very high. It is no exaggeration to say that it is no problem to make several hundred million a year.
If it was just a small fight, Zhu Tao wouldn't come to this game today. I really thought Zhu Tao had nothing to do.
They are all talented people. When Zhu Tao heard that a few wealthy young men had invested 100 million in a partnership, that was a good thing.
This must be achieved, and the company's basic account must be opened with ICBC.
As the boss of Gongxingmadu branch, Zhu Tao usually comes into contact with people at the level of Wei Ziliang and his parents.
But this time it was different. Wei Ziliang and the others were investing real money.
Hundreds of millions of investments are still in the nightclub field.
Zhu Tao knew very well what this meant. It was very possible that these young men could really kill Myst.
Anyway, as far as Zhu Tao knows, there is no nightclub in the country that has invested more than 100 million, and now he is determined to make good friends with these wealthy young men.
"Come on, I'll do it first as a courtesy and thank you for your kind invitation."
Zhu Tao toasted generously first.
"good!"
Wei Ziliang and the others had a drink, and Chen Dongcheng had no errands.
"Just stop drinking, just take a sip."
Chen Dongcheng said something to Luo Yunqi beside him, which made Luo Yunqi stunned.
Wei Ziliang and the others also heard this, and couldn't help but smile ambiguously: "Mr. Chen, this is not authentic. If Director Luo doesn't drink, do you have to drink instead?"
"That's right, Mr. Chen definitely can't do errands."
Fatty Xu followed suit and realized that Luo Yunqi's temperament was too cold and he should be of the slow-warming type.
Chen Dongcheng poured the red wine in Luo Yunqi's glass into his own glass, and then drank it all in one gulp.
"Master Chen, Niubi!"
Fatty Xu cheered and then motioned to the waiter to pour the wine.
Luo Yunqi looked at Chen Dongcheng beside him, and he didn't expect that Chen Dongcheng would take the initiative to stop drinking for him.
This scene seems a bit familiar.
Luo Yunqi didn't want to think about it. Every time he thought about it, his heart ached to death.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Dongcheng looked at Luo Yunqi in a daze and patted her gently.
"Ah, nothing."
Luo Yunqi shook his head and looked at the wine glass that was filled again.
"I can drink it myself."
Chen Dongcheng smiled and shook his head: "You need to stay awake. If I drink down, remember to have a good chat with that Zhu Xing."
Luo Yunqi immediately understood what Chen Dongcheng meant. Chen Dongcheng planned to borrow a loan through Zhu Tao.
Now Chen Dongcheng only has a little over 10 million left, and he doesn't even have the money to invest in Mr. Thirteen.
There are only four private rooms in Yuzhilan. The dishes Chen Dongcheng and the others asked for were quickly brought to them by the waiter.
Yuzhilan serves Sichuan cuisine, and the panda dumpling box for appetizers is amazing enough.
Golden nanmu, double-sided porcelain painting, valuable.
"Brother Chen, you must try this pickled pepper chicken feet. Mr. Lan Guijun is its inventor."
Yu Jiasi pointed to the pickled pepper chicken feet in the panda storage box and introduced.
Chen Dongcheng tasted it and found that the taste was indeed different.
It uses Guangdong tiger skin chicken feet, combined with Shandong garlic vinegar, Japanese white vinegar and Sichuan Laotan pickled pepper, which is quite appetizing.
Chen Dongcheng was used to Cantonese food in Pengcheng. When he tasted Sichuan food this time, he was immediately amazed.
"Mr. Chen, this Mr. Lan is not an ordinary person. He will sit on the pole and use the big sword for a while, and you must try the golden noodles.
It once had a history of more than two hundred years, but now it is almost forgotten by the world and is about to be lost."
Wei Ziliang was quite emotional, with the sadness of an old Taotie.
“I may never have this delicious food again.”
Chen Dongcheng smiled, that's not necessarily the case.
He is capable of cheating. As long as he finds an opportunity and copies the skills from Lan Guijun, he can make this gold-threaded sword sitting on a pole.
Several other dishes, each with its own merits, left a deep impression on Chen Dongcheng, who had tasted high-end Sichuan cuisine for the first time.
When the sitting pole, broad sword and golden noodles were served, Wei Ziliang began to perform.
"Mr. Chen, this gold-threaded noodle dish with a large sword and a large sword is made by Master Lan sitting on a 2-meter-long bamboo pole and rolling it repeatedly.
Use your body weight to punch the dough into sheets until the rolled out dough is as thin as paper.
It's definitely not those rough-cut by machines outside. The most awesome one is Master Lan's handed down two-pound knife.
Using the unique skill of "Guanyin Palm" to cut out less than 1 mm, the noodles as thin as hair, tsk tsk, a bowl of noodles is all about kung fu."
Zhu Tao waited for Wei Ziliang to finish and then joked with a smile: "It's rare that Mr. Wei knows Master Lan's craftsmanship so well. You should learn the craftsmanship from Master Lan and make a lot of money in a year."
Wei Ziliang laughed and said, "I think Master Lan won't accept it."
"You kid, stop teasing me. Look at how you look, you don't look like a chef."
Lan Guijun walked into the box at some point, smiled and nodded to everyone.
"Welcome to our Yuzhilan. If there is anything you don't like, just let me know."
"Don't worry, Mr. Lan, we will definitely not forget to trouble you."
Wei Ziliang still respected Lan Guijun very much, and his tone was friendly.
"Okay, please help me take care of it more. I'll go to the kitchen first."
Lan Guijun patted Wei Ziliang, then left with a smile.