God of Rebirth Investment

Wei Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief at this scene, as long as her mother doesn't seek death, everything will be fine.

Only then did Wei Jingyi realize that her father was tied to a chair, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, and looked at her with shame on his face.

This scene made Wei Jingyi feel like falling into an ice cave.

Holding back her tears, she hurried to close the door first, and then untied her father.

When she was untied, she couldn't hold back her suppressed terror anymore, sobbing: "What happened, Dad?"

"I... I'm sorry for your mother, I'm sorry..." Wei's father almost broke down and muttered.

In the sound of chanting.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise from downstairs.

Wei Jingyi, who was helping her father untie the rope, was stunned.

She subconsciously glanced at her father.

Her father also looked at her in horror.

She was dazed for three seconds, and the next moment, with panic on her face, she rushed into the bedroom.

bedroom.

no one.

140 Chang Dong Was Beaten

The place where Zhao Fugui treats guests to dinner is very special. This is a private club.

The reason why this clubhouse is special is because it is impressively built next to the Yixing Laoye Temple.

It is only separated from Laoye Temple by a high wall.

Outside the wall, there are blue bricks and black tiles, and Moyan carvings, full of antiquity and mystery!

Inside the walls, there are corridors, pavilions, towers and pavilions, and corner eaves, which are very luxurious!

At first glance, it is even hard to tell which one is a private club and which one is a Laoye temple.

The outside of the clubhouse is carved with dragons and painted phoenixes, resplendent and magnificent;

The interior is even more gilded and painted, eye-catching and exquisite, luxurious everywhere.

Up to now, Chang Dong has visited many high-end places, but this private club still surprised him.

To be able to open a private club in this place, it is no longer a question of how much money is paid, it seems that the boss behind this can be said to have a hand and an eye!

Under the leadership of the waiters in the clubhouse, Chang Dong walked through corridors and alleys, walked around walls and crossed thresholds, and finally settled in an antique private room.

The private room is not big, only about [-] square meters, and there is a red sandalwood crescent table in the middle, the color of the table is close to black, elegant and luxurious.

At this time, several dishes of snacks and fruits were already placed on the table.

"Hungry, let's fill up first, my uncle will come over soon." Zhao Fugui said with a smile, and picked up a piece of snack and put it into his mouth.

Chang Dong was also polite, picked up a piece of pastry that looked like a moon cake, and put it into his mouth.

How does it taste? Chang Dong didn't know how to make Chou Yinmao, because he is too hungry now, even if it is a steamed bun, he can eat it well.

A group of people sat at the round table, eating snacks and tea while waiting for Zhao Hanya's husband.

About ten minutes later, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

Chang Dong's heart skipped a beat and he put down his snack.

At this time, the wooden door was also pushed open, and a young man dressed maturely and wearing black-rimmed glasses walked in. As soon as he entered, he apologized and said, "Sorry, I have a meeting, it was delayed."

Saying that, he respectfully called "Dad" to Zhao Fugui, nodded to Zhao Hanya, then turned his gaze to Chang Dong, and said with a smile: "If I guessed correctly, this is Chang Dong, the business genius that Uncle Li mentioned. Don’t you? Haha, it’s a pleasure to meet you!”

Chang Dong was shocked when he heard the words.

……

……

After lunch, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Chang Dong, who was escorted by Zhao Fugui's driver and had a drink, returned to the hotel where he was staying.

Back in his room, Chang Dong took off his disguise, lay on the soft couch a little tiredly, staring at the ceiling, thinking wildly.

He finally understood why Zhao Fugui acted like one of his own towards him, and his emotional heel was due to Uncle Handong Li.

It turns out that Zhao Hanya's husband's surname is Feng, and his full name is Feng Zheng. His family seems to be very close to Uncle Li's family.

Because of Uncle Li's relationship and Liyuan Bay's relationship.

Chang Dong became one of his own in such a muddleheaded way.

In fact, this may seem strange, but it is actually not strange.

The Zhuxia population base looks huge, but there are only a small group of people who can get to the top of the pyramid. It is not surprising that they know each other and even form allies.

In the final analysis, Chang Dong was accepted by others because he was good enough, or because the resources he possessed caught others' attention.

Otherwise, no matter how close you are, people won't bother to recognize you.

"call……"

Thinking of this, Chang Dong let out a long sigh of relief.

Feng Zheng wins him over, from a certain point of view, isn't it a further win over Uncle Li?

Zhao Fugui also said that Feng Zheng's chances of winning in this new election are not great, so if he uses this to win him over, if he follows Uncle Li's path, even if he just passes a word up, the situation may be completely different.

After all, do you still value Uncle Li?

Uncle Li valued him because he could bring great impetus to Handong's economic development.

In the final analysis, all alliances are formed because of interests!

Chang Dong sighed, took out his mobile phone and called Wei Jingyi, asking her to book a plane ticket and decide to return to Yanjing tonight.

The phone rang for a while and didn't answer.

This made Chang Dong frowned uncontrollably.

He found that his endurance is getting stronger and stronger, but it is also getting weaker.