Half an hour later, Qin Feng walked out of the alley with his mobile phone.
There are people lying all over the alley.
Among them was the pair of middle-aged women who had been secretly monitoring Qin Feng and eating noodles with the little boy.
Qin Feng didn't embarrass them, he tapped their acupuncture points, and then called the police.
An hour later, he appeared in Zuixian Tower.
"Old Qin."
Zhang Biao waved to him from a distance: "This way."
Sun Zhengxing was also sitting at a round table with a middle-aged man wearing glasses.
"President Qin, please introduce me."
Sun Zhengxing stood up:
"This is the person in charge of the Southern Chamber of Commerce in Jinling, Qian Ren."
"The size of the Chamber of Commerce in Jinling is suitable, and it has been managed by him over the years."
"I brought him here to see you today just to see if he needs anything. You can just give him your orders."
Qin Feng was startled, stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Qian, I am Qin Feng."
Qian Ren was unmoved and snorted: "A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. What age are you in, and he still wears such an old gun robe?"
Zhang Biao's face darkened.
Qin Feng smiled and waved his hand: "I just arrived in Jinling and haven't had time to buy new clothes yet."
"I just wear it, it's mainly because it's comfortable."
Sun Zhengxing took the initiative to give up his seat: "Mr. Qin, what do you want to eat?"
“The most special thing here is seafood...”
"No."
Qin Feng sat down: "I just ate beef noodles, plus ten yuan of beef. It's very filling."
"If you want to eat, I'll treat you to this meal."
He was in a good mood and didn't want to meet Qian Ren.
I also want to know to what extent the Chamber of Commerce branch has developed in Jinling.
"do not."
Qian Ren chuckled softly: "I'd rather treat you to this meal. After all, it's a dinner for everyone. It's not appropriate for a foreigner like you to spend money, right?"
"Party dinner?"
Qin Feng looked at Sun Zhengxing.
"Qian Ren, what are you talking about?"
Sun Zhengxing's old face sank: "Didn't you promise me not to talk about the breakup before you came here? Why are you going back on your promise now?"
He was very angry. The richest man in the southern capital was actually tricked around by a serviceman in Jinling.
"It's no use telling you."
Qian Ren dismissed it:
"You are at best a lost dog who was kicked out by the Sun family."
"Without the Sun family, your little property in Nandu will be nothing."
"I came here mainly because I wanted to meet this so-called president of the Chamber of Commerce."
"By the way, let me show you the petition from Jinling members."
"After reading and signing, we will have nothing to do with each other."
He took out a black envelope from his arms and stamped the seal with hot stamping paint, making it look noble and elegant.
"Mr. Qin, that's not what happened..."
Sun Zhengxing's face changed: "They promised me..."
"fine."
"It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married."
"They want to withdraw, what can we say?"
Qin Feng tore open the envelope and opened the document:
"So many people signed it, it seems that it was well received."
"There's also a check, it's three hundred million."
He wasn't surprised if there was a problem with the branch. After all, this was someone else's territory, and it was more than enough to fix your branch.
"Cancellation fee."
Qian Ren chuckled:
"There are a total of twenty companies. Each company has an entrance fee of five million, and the compensation for exiting is ten times."
"You sign it, and this one billion will be enough for you to have enough food and clothing for several lifetimes."
He investigated Qin Feng, a loser who relied on luck to cure several people before he became the president of the Southern Chamber of Commerce.
Now he actually wants to get involved in the Jinling branch with a market value of tens of billions. It is simply a fantasy.
"Okay, one billion is a lot."
"Go back and thank everyone for your generosity."
Qin Feng picked up the pen and was about to write his signature on it.
"Hahaha, have you seen the news?"
"Liu Yingying is actually the president of the Nandu Chamber of Commerce."
Near the window, several tattooed young people were sitting together.
A short-haired man held a mobile phone and showed it to several people around him with excitement on his face.
"I never imagined that the rotten bitch who was notorious in the streets of Jinling back then would actually be in the news even if she was alone."
"Look at your figure, your appearance..."
"Tsk, tsk, I heard that she was only seventeen years old when her clothes were stripped in the street."
"I didn't expect that after so many years, the older I get, the more slutty I get. I can't stand it anymore..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly pressed over him.
Immediately afterwards.
A big hand pressed hard on his head.
"boom!"
The short-haired man's face plunged directly into the rice bowl.