Kanto Fengyue

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He Yaoting knew that Zhao Yuzheng was asking him for money.The He family not only raises thugs, but also takes care of the bandits. This Zhao Yuzheng's adoptive father is the bandit leader raised by the He family in the mountains.Now that Zhao Yuzheng is leading the army, he still recognizes this relative on the surface, which is a nice way of saying it.To put it bluntly, it means relying on the He family to eat the big family.

It feels like a poor relative came to borrow money, knowing that he would not pay it back, but had to lend it to him. If you don't borrow it, these people will come to smash your signboard.Furthermore, after all, Zhao Yuzheng is still facing him now, it is still useful to keep it, this is not the time to turn his face.

But He Yaoting didn't want to let him achieve his goal so happily, not only because he loves money, but also because of this person's rudeness today, breaking into his other courtyard alone, as if entering a land of no one, if he could get whatever he wanted, From now on, why don't He Yaoting treat him like a fool and blackmail him at will?

"Brother Zhao, look at your urgency. I'm still recovering from my illness. I ran all the way here and even broke in. There is no manager or accountant here, and I can't pay the money if I want to. I have to wait for the payment anyway. It can only be done after returning to Jiangnan." He Yaoting continued to smile slightly, looked at Zhao Yuzheng almost "warmly", and naturally changed the name of Captain Zhao to Big Brother Zhao.

Zhao Yuzheng felt a little embarrassed, stood up suddenly, and walked two steps: "Mr. He, you write a warrant, and I will take it out. The military situation in my place is urgent, and there is no delay. If the salary is not paid, those bastards below will rebel .”

He Yaoting also stood up and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, you are so violent, those under your command are probably afraid of being scolded by you, who dares to rebel. They call you Zhao Lion King behind their backs, how many The thorns are all subdued by you, who dares to provoke trouble."

Zhao Yuzheng couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, before his brain came to his senses: "This tuberculosis ghost is really powerful, he didn't mention the unhappiness just now, he went around doing Tai Chi, said a few words lightly and skillfully, and dealt with people in a subtle way. He led the way."

Just thinking about saying a few words, he hesitated to ask for some conditions or threatened directly.

He Yaoting frowned slightly, did not speak, and coughed lightly for a while.He stretched out a hand towards Zhao Yuzheng, and said in a weak voice, "Commander Zhao, help me a little, I'm a little unstable."

Zhao Yuzheng immediately walked to He Yaoting's side, respectfully supported him, and helped him to sit on the sofa.

He Yaoting leaned on the sofa, coughing painfully, his pale face was bloodless, and the blue blood vessels on his forehead seemed to burst at any moment.Seeing this, Zhao Yuzheng was startled. Although it was not the first time He Yaoting had an illness, this scene still shocked him.

Zhao Yuzheng had long known that He Yaoting was a tuberculosis patient, and he was no stranger to Shen Ye.

He Yaoting, who was sick, was weak and pale, with a fragile aesthetic feeling of watching Wei Jie.Zhao Yuzheng has never seen what Wei Jie looks like, and no one knows how beautiful he is, but He Yaoting is indeed beautiful, a very morbid sense of beauty, shockingly beautiful.

Zhao Yuzheng supported him, not daring to vent his breath, and almost forgot the purpose of this trip all at once.He couldn't make a sound, for fear that he would scare He Yaoting to death if he spoke, and he didn't dare to look at him directly, for fear that he would really look bad at him.

After holding back for a long time and exhausting all the strength in his body, he asked softly like a mosquito humming: "Mr. He, do you want to invite the doctor for you?" He carefully held He Yaoting's shoulders, as if holding He Yaoting in a dog's day. Holding a beautiful ice doll, I am afraid that it will disappear in a blink of an eye.

He Yao was furious, and said intermittently: "Tell Ye Qing, ask him to invite..."

Zhao Yuzheng immediately turned his head and shouted towards the door: "Come on, come on, hurry up and send a car to fetch the doctor!"

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☆, rejuvenation

After a while, a blue shadow appeared in front of his eyes. Zhang Yaoyun's face was ashen, with a pair of phoenix eyes, his eyes were like torches, and he stood tall, looking like a newly unearthed bronze square tripod.

He Yaoting raised his eyes and smiled weakly at the "bronze square tripod". The smile was like a dream: "Doctor Zhang, you are here..." He coughed twice, and the cough was like mist. magical.

Zhang Yaoyun took a deep breath calmly, and followed his words: "Mr. He, Dr. Shen has something to do today, and I will treat you."

He Yaoting snorted softly: "It's okay, I am very relieved of your medical skills." Then he winked at Ye Qing and said, "Ye Qing, I put the set of silver needles used by Dr. Zhang in the desk drawer. The first two God, I tried acupuncture on myself, but it didn't seem to work."

Ye Qing was also clever, with a thankful expression as usual, he walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and a row of silver needles of uniform length and length were neatly arranged in a velvet box.

Of course, Zhang Yaoyun would not believe that He Yaoting really knew how to learn acupuncture. He immediately recognized that the set of silver needles was left behind from the "flying needle skills" they practiced when they were young. It’s because the acupoints haven’t been found right.”

He could see that He Yaoting was pretending to be ill, even though it looked like it was happening.Zhang Yaoyun knew him too well. After being fooled a thousand times, he developed a pair of piercing eyes. With a glance, he could tell when he was really sick and when he was pretending.

Zhao Yuzheng didn't dare to hinder Zhang Yaoyun's treatment, so he stood up from the sofa consciously, and watched He Yaoting with concern.

Zhang Yaoyun reached out and pulled He Yaoting up from the back of the sofa, helped him to sit upright, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a section of snow-white arm.He pretended to take his pulse, then took a long needle, pointed it at the numb point on his wrist, and stabbed it with one needle.

He Yaoting clenched his teeth and didn't let out a cry.The whole arm was painful and itchy, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.Zhang Yaoyun calmly inserted the second needle, and when he thought of He Yaoting's weak willow Fufeng leaning on Zhao Yuzheng just now, his nameless anger shot up.The second needle was half an inch deeper than the previous one. He Yaoting was pricked so that the hairs all over his body stood up. Enduring the pain, he let out a muffled snort from his nose, gnashing his teeth and thinking: "Damn it, Zhang Yaoyun's plan You are ruthless, stab your old man."

He Yaoting was so sick as Xizi on the surface, but after four or five needles, he thought to himself, if this continues, he might be crippled by "Zhang Bingtong".With his eyes closed, he leaned back limply, fell down, and lay motionless on the sofa.

Zhao Yuzheng was taken aback, he was fine just now, why did he faint, could he be dead?Looking at Zhang Yaoyun, who was calm and composed, he asked tremblingly, "Doctor Zhang, why does Mr. He seem to have fainted?"

Zhang Yaoyun raised his head and said expressionlessly: "After the acupuncture, Qi and blood flow, Mr. He is weak, it is normal to feel dizzy."

Zhao Yuzheng nodded involuntarily, thinking of the arrogance and awe-inspiring Shen Ye, he thought, this Doctor Zhang seems to be a master with a fiery personality, why is He Yaoting's personal doctors all iron-blooded warriors, seeing a disease is like a heroic sacrifice of.Tentatively, he asked softly, "Then when will Mr. He wake up?"

Zhang Yaoyun didn't even look at him, and said calmly: "It's hard to say, I'm afraid I won't wake up before tomorrow morning."

Zhao Yuzheng blurted out, "It will take that long?"

Zhang Yaoyun frowned, and said impatiently: "Commander Zhao, haven't you seen a patient with lung disease? Tomorrow morning will be the fastest."

Zhao Yuzheng scratched his head in embarrassment, saying yes again and again.

I heard Ye Qing say from the side: "Commander Zhao, with Mr. He's current physical condition, I'm afraid I won't be able to talk to you again today, why don't you ask Commander Zhao to come with me to have dinner first."

Zhao Yuzheng frowned, greatly disappointed, and cursed in his heart: "Damn, I have to run again, this immortal tuberculosis, really fucking." He casually said to Ye Qing: "No, I'll come back tomorrow .”

Zhang Yaoyun stood up suddenly, with a dignified upright look, his phoenix eyes were full of power, and he fixedly looked at Zhao Yuzheng, making Zhao Yuzheng bewildered for a while.

Zhang Yaoyun said with a serious face: "Chief Zhao, please stay."

Zhao Yuzheng was taken aback for a moment: "Doctor Zhang? What's the matter?"

Zhang Yaoyun's face remained the same, staring at him and said: "I see that your complexion is unwell, and your eyes are bruised, which is a symptom of stagnation of liver fire. Let me give you two injections to cure once."

Zhao Yuzheng was surprised, and then smiled and said: "Don't bother Doctor Zhang, I'll take two potions of fire medicine when I go back, and I'll be fine."

Zhang Yaoyun's sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he was not angry: "Commander Zhao, do you know the harm of avoiding medical treatment? If you are in a situation like yours, if you don't treat it as soon as possible, you will regret it later."

Zhao Yuzheng was taken aback, probably because he was momentarily shocked by Zhang Yaoyun's awe-inspiring aura, hesitated for a moment, and immediately sat down obediently: "Then ask Doctor Zhang to worry about it."

Zhang Yaoyun twisted a long needle, still with a solemn expression: "Healthy parents should be kind. You don't have to be polite, Commander Zhao." Aiming at the acupoint of Taiyin Small Intestine Meridian, the needle pierced hard.

Zhao Yuzheng grinned and thought: "Damn it, did the executioner give birth to this doctor? He's really ruthless."

Zhang Yaoyun's face remained normal, and he nailed a few more stitches into Zhao Yuzheng's arm.Then he said with a serious face: "Commander Zhao, the needle needs to be inserted for two hours, and then you can pull it out by yourself."

Zhao Yuzheng responded with a contorted face, stood up, and heard Zhang Yaoyun say again: "After a week, come to me for another injection, and your illness will be cured."

Zhao Yuzheng thanked him with cold sweat all over his face, and then Zhang Yaoyun watched him be sent out by Ye Qing graciously with a serious and flawless look.

Zhang Yaoyun turned around and glanced at He Yaoting. The "Brother Lin" who was lying weakly on the sofa just now was sitting with his legs crossed, looking at Zhang Yaoyun with a half-smile. Refracting a sly light, "Doctor Zhang is really a benevolent doctor. After a few needles, he turned Zhao into a chameleon. His face changed from black to white and from white to blue. It's quite interesting."

Zhang Yaoyun snorted coldly, stood proudly, and looked at He Yaoting triumphantly: "It seems that Dr. Zhang has rejuvenated his hands, and after a few injections, he cured Mr. He's illness."

He Yaoting sneered: "Dr. Zhang, please do me a favor. Two more injections will save trouble. Just send it to the funeral parlor."

"If the third master has nothing to do, I won't bother you." Zhang Yaoyun didn't want to talk to him, so he turned around and walked out the door.

But He Yaoting's cold voice echoed behind him: "Stop."

Zhang Yaoyun stopped, turned around and looked at him calmly: "Master, what else can I order?"

He Yaoting smiled slightly: "Come here." Seeing Zhang Yaoyun standing still with a stern expression on his face, he let out a low voice, "Come here!"

Zhang Yaoyun walked up to him and said impatiently, "What else do you need?"

He Yaoting raised his arm and raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you pull out the needle for me?"

Zhang Yaoyun suddenly realized, and pulled out the silver needles poked on He Yaoting's arm one by one.There were little bloodshots oozing from the crystal white arms, and it was extraordinarily gorgeous under the light, like ink paintings with cinnabar dots printed on snow-white rice paper.

He Yaoting sighed lightly: "You are so ruthless in your strikes that you are bleeding. I have a deep hatred with you, and I want to take revenge like this."

Zhang Yaoyun couldn't bear to look at his "masterpiece", dragged his arm and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He Yaoting coughed lightly, and said in a low voice: "It's numb, I don't feel much now. You are really good, just greet the numb point." Suddenly smiled, and asked: "By the way, how did you come to me just now? "

Zhang Yaoyun replied: "I saw Zhao Yuzheng at the door, Xue Fang and the others blocked him from entering, and they didn't dare to really stop him. I saw this man coming towards you with a vicious expression on his face, and I was afraid that he would treat you It’s not good, so I followed to have a look. It happened that Ye Qing went out to ask for a doctor, so I pretended to be a doctor.”

He Yaoting suddenly sneered, his whole face was full of smiles.Zhang Yaoyun asked suspiciously: "What are you laughing at?"

He Yaoting smiled and said, "I was really afraid that you would paralyze Zhao Yuzheng."

Zhang Yaoyun said calmly: "That's not enough. My few needles were all on the Taiyin Small Intestine Meridian. The surname Zhao just squatted on the toilet for a few more days. You have been quiet these few days."

He Yaoting raised his eyes to meet Zhang Yaoyun's narrow and long phoenix eyes, and said with a half-smile: "In that case, I should thank you."

Zhang Yaoyun frowned and said, "That's not necessary, is your arm still numb? Can you move?"

The corner of He Yaoting's mouth curled up, and he smiled evilly: "I can't move, I was pinned down by you."

"I'm pretending again." Zhang Yaoyun thought to himself, grabbed He Yaoting's wrist, retracted his five fingers, grabbed it down hard, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Isn't it possible to move?"

"Hiss..." He Yaoting gasped in pain, his face turned pale, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Zhang Yaoyun was startled, thinking that the attack was serious, but he couldn't bear it, his face softened, and he asked softly: "What's the matter? Do you want it? How about I ask Ye Qing to ask Dr. Shen to come and have a look. The needle doesn't hurt. If you don’t know how long you’ve left it, you’ll be in trouble if you get tetanus.”

He Yaoting took a breath and smiled weakly: "Don't bother, because of such a trivial matter, Shen Ye was called over, and he will definitely give me a hard training. By then, the arm will not be crippled, but the ears will be crippled."

Zhang Yaoyun couldn't help thinking of Shen Ye's "iron-blooded warrior" face, and he hesitated.But still worried: "Is it really all right? I think it's better to go to the hospital for a checkup."

He Yaoting waved his hand: "It's okay, don't be wordy."

Zhang Yaoyun snorted coldly, thinking in his heart that he didn't know good from bad.

He Yaoting suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Yaoyun, met his eyes, smiled lowly, and said softly: "Yaoyun..."

"En?" Zhang Yaoyun was taken aback for a moment, and responded casually.

He Yaoting's eyes were a little hazy, and he called softly: "Master brother..." The original cold voice suddenly became extremely gentle, and it was heart-warming to hear it.

Zhang Yaoyun's heart skipped a beat, his face was slightly feverish, but he didn't understand why he suddenly called him that way, and asked, "Yao Ting, what?"

He Yaoting raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You care about me?"

Zhang Yaoyun smiled, lowered his eyelids and said, "You are Xueying's younger brother, of course I care about you."

He Yaoting's body shook, his voice became colder bit by bit, his handsome face was covered with a layer of haze, and he said solemnly: "So it's because of Xuelin..." He snorted heavily, Full of resentment and disdain.With a backhand push, by the way, an elbow hit the meteor to chase the moon and hang on Zhang Yaoyun's chest.Zhang Yaoyun didn't expect him to attack suddenly, so he fell back on the sofa unprepared.He Yaoting didn't have much strength but struck hard, this blow was accurate, he taught Zhang Yaoyun to bend his body, he let out a muffled groan in pain, his breath stopped, and he couldn't get up immediately to fight back.

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☆, the power of thunder

Before Zhang Yaoyun could react, He Yaoting had put his hands on his shoulders, pressed him heavily against the sofa, stretched out his long fingers like lightning and lifted his chin, forcing him to face himself, and fiercely pointed at him because The startled and slightly parted lips kissed down, with a strong sense of punishment, biting each other fiercely, and the slightly bitter taste of medicine lingered between the lips and teeth.

As if struck by lightning, Zhang Yaoyun stared blankly at the handsome Xueying face who was close at hand, dazed for a while.Everything happened too fast, and a strange feeling spread throughout his body, causing him to tremble unceasingly.

Zhang Yaoyun suddenly felt pain on his lips, and his head suddenly became clear.He took a deep breath, and a sense of shame surged in his heart.Originally, he had excellent hands, and his hands were extremely quick, so he reached out to grab He Yaoting's shoulder, and threw him off his body abruptly.Originally, this move in close combat was to lock the throat, but Zhang Yaoyun intended to break away from the restraint, and had no intention of hurting the opponent's life, so he was merciful in his attack.

"He Yaoting, what are you doing!" Zhang Yaoyun's hair was messy, a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, the color was shocking, he raised his hand with a crisp "slap", and slapped He Yaoting across his face.

No matter how gentle, humble and polite he usually is towards outsiders, the real He Yaoting is still very domineering and domineering in his heart.Fangcai's tenderness instantly turned into anger, his cold eyes almost burst into flames, and he shouted sharply: "Zhang Yaoyun, if you dare to hit me, my father never hit me."

Zhang Yaoyun glanced at him, and said coldly: "Why, third master, stop pretending to be weak and welcome the wind? I just made you sober. Are you sober now, third master?" His tone was also not good.

He Yaoting took a deep breath, and smiled deeply: "Don't pretend, you're sober, you can't be sober again." He wasn't very weak, and his temper wasn't very good, the previous weakness was all just pretending.Immediately, he threw himself forward, flew up a leg, and swept towards Zhang Yaoyun's door with the sound of the wind.

Zhang Yaoyun dodged to the side, dodged a blow, and returned a palm, and the two began to fight.

The two of them came from the same school, He Yaoting was weak in physical strength and strength, he didn't practice much boxing and palm kung fu, he specialized in leg kung fu, chopping, cutting, arrowing, and plundering all on his long legs.In terms of moves, the two were no match for each other. After a long time, He Yaoting's weakness became obvious, and his moves slowed down.

He Yaoting slashed at Zhang Yaoyun with his head, and Zhang Yaoyun stepped back unhurriedly, grabbed his ankle, and pushed back suddenly with all his strength.He Yaoting swayed, leaned back unsteadily, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhang Yaoyun smiled slightly, and slowly rolled up his sleeves: "Do you still want to fight with me? Don't forget, most of your boxing skills are taught by me."

He Yaoting slowly stood up from the ground in embarrassment, and shouted out of the door angrily: "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu!"

When Zhang Yaoyun heard this name, he also became angry. The name "Little Five" was the one he hated the most since he was a child. Feng Wu would follow He Yaoting almost every step of the way at any time.Thinking of Fengwu's kind, loyal attitude that would never turn back no matter what he said, as long as He Yaoting said a word, Zhang Yaoyun hated it from the bottom of his heart.

He Yaoting yelled twice, remembering that he sent Feng Wu to Fengtian to pick up the goods with Feng Qi a few days ago.He rushed out of the door and shouted: "Ye Qing! Ye Qing!"

Ye Qing hurried over upon hearing the sound, and called out tremblingly, "Third Lord."

He Yaoting took a deep breath and tried to suppress his anger: "Send Mr. Zhang back to the room." He originally wanted to ask Xue Fang to come in, but after all, it was a fight between seniors and brothers. He had never fought before and asked others to help. It is not glorious thing.After all, Xue Fang is different from Feng Wu. Xue Fang is a bodyguard, but Feng Wu is a loyal shadow.As the saying goes, "Family ugliness should not be publicized", He Yaoting decided to swallow it for the time being, and called Ye Qing, the gentle secretary who was not suitable for fighting, to come in.

"Yes," Ye Qing responded repeatedly, turning to Zhang Yaoyun, "Mr. Zhang, please come with me."

But He Yaoting's cold voice sounded behind him: "Wait a minute."

Ye Qing stopped and asked cautiously, "What else does the third master want?"

He Yaoting's face was frosty and he said, "Tell Xue Fang to wait for me in the living room. I need to find him."

Before evening, in the spacious and brightly lit living room, the big man Xue Fang was already waiting there.

When He Yaoting came in, Xue Fang got up quickly, bowed and lowered his eyes and greeted respectfully: "Third Lord."

However, He Yaoting waved his hand impatiently, motioning him to sit down, and immediately asked: "Xue Fang, I ask myself that I have never treated you badly, rich clothes and fine food, car bungalows. Do you think so?"

Xue Fang was surprised and hurriedly claimed: "The third master has always treated us very kindly."

He Yaoting stared at him intently, with a cold light: "If I want you to be my bodyguard, I will put my wealth and life in your hands. Do you know what happened this afternoon?"

Xue Fang got up quickly, and said seriously: "This afternoon, Zhao Yuzheng ignored our obstruction and broke into Meixiang's study without authorization, and even directly broke into the study of the third master. He is too arrogant and lawless. Go teach him a lesson."

He Yaoting was furious, and slapped the armrest of the sofa with a slap, the cold air rising all over his body was quite powerful, making Xue Fang shiver in fright.Then he shouted loudly: "Xue Fang! Is that how you do things? I think you should be taught a lesson. Zhao Yuzheng is my brother, so there is no need to guard against him, but what if Liu Yuzheng and Li Yuzheng came in? You have so many subordinates. People, guarded at every level, how can a person break in so easily?"

Xue Fang panicked, he hesitated and said: "Third Lord, I... I... I have neglected my duty. I promise that such a thing will never happen in the future."

He Yaoting interrupted him unceremoniously: "I don't need guarantees, I want immediate results. What are you going to do in the future?"

Xue Fang pondered for a while and said: "From now on, anyone who wants to see the third master must first make a phone call to make an appointment. If he comes in without authorization, our brothers will take compulsory measures. Also, no matter who it is in the future, if you want to see him You, first unload your guns and weapons..."

Before he finished speaking, He Yaoting sneered and interrupted him, "Xue Fang, have you heard of the phrase 'too much is too late'. We are either brothers who were born and died, or business partners, I'm not an old man, what are you doing with so many rules? There is no one in this world who doesn't like to play with guns. If you force people to disarm, it's not a conflict. Just a reminder, just be careful when you play with a gun and accidentally get hurt. Be kind to others in everything, don’t take your brothers to risk your life at every turn, leave more ways for others, and your own way will be easier to walk. Do you understand?”

"The third master taught you the right thing. I'll explain to my brothers right away." Xue Fang's eyes brightened, and he nodded receptively.

He Yaoting sighed lightly, motioned him to sit down, and his expression eased a lot: "Don't be in a hurry," continued with a slight smile: "I scolded you just now, and the anger is gone, and the anger is over. Sit down and have a cup of coffee and rest for a while." He poured a cup of coffee and placed it on the tea table beside Xue Fang, and placed a plate of pastries beside him.

Xue Fang looked at the coffee and seemed to feel a little thirsty, so he picked up the bone china coffee cup and took a sip.

He Yaoting picked up another cup of coffee, took a sip gracefully, and said slowly, "Xue Fang, do you know who told Zhao Yuzheng that I was recuperating in Meixiang Bookstore?"

The corner of Xue Fang's eyes twitched, he put down his coffee cup, and said cautiously: "I made a few calls to Jiangnan in the afternoon. Manager Han said that Head Zhao's affairs are urgent, and he was afraid of making a fuss, so he dared not say nothing."

"Han, Jian, Feng!" He Yaoting recited the name word by word in his heart, and said with a half-smile: "Some people are always tactful, sophisticated, and slick, but they know how to behave." Shen Yin Suddenly said: "Xue Fang, you go ask Ye Qing to prepare the car, I'm going back to Jiangnan tonight."

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☆、Fragrance of maple paper

Just after night fell, when the nightlife in the city was just kicking off, He Yaoting's car slowly drove into the Russian Concession, and stopped in an open space in front of the neon-bright hotel.On the gate of the hotel, there are five eye-catching characters that read "Snow Garden Hotel".

A waiter bowed across the car door in the dim night, opened the car door courteously, and greeted He Yaoting into the snow garden.

He Yaoting stretched his long legs, walked straight to the door, and asked as he walked, "Where's your Manager Han?"

The attendant smiled and replied as he walked: "Manager Han is waiting for you in the office, Mr. He, please follow me."

It was not the first time for He Yaoting to come to Xueyuan, so he was no stranger to it.Walking upstairs almost familiarly, striding across the corridor, Han Jianfeng's office is on the second floor, the sound insulation effect is very good, no matter how busy the restaurants and dance halls downstairs are, it is very quiet here.The heating was burning like a dog day, and even a person like He Yaoting, who was always afraid of the cold, could feel a little bit of warmth.

The attendant led He Yaoting to a carved mahogany door, politely knocked twice, and reported: "Manager Han, Mr. He is here."

A clear and bright male voice rang out from inside the door: "The third master is here, please come in quickly." The tone was gentle and soft to the ears.

The attendant pushed open the office door, and Han Jianfeng was already standing at the door to greet him. The soft orange light was projected on him, and his whole body melted into the light, as if he was standing in a world full of peach blossoms in May. warmth.

Han Jianfeng was two or three years old from He Yaoting, a suave and handsome man, with sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, a pair of peach blossom eyes looking forward to shine, the corner of his eyes is full of unruly and romantic, and his thin lips are transparent. With a little playboy's frivolous smile, her beauty reveals a heroic spirit.

Han Jianfeng smiled and stretched out his hand: "Why is the third master coming to me today?" The white and slender hands are not as pale as He Yaoting's, but healthy porcelain white, delicate and soft with temptation The touch of the heart.After hesitating for a moment, he asked cautiously, "How is your body? Has everything settled down at home?"

He Yaoting opened his hands lightly. He has never liked the way Han Jianfeng shook hands with others. He always clasped his hands together to cover other people's hands. His hands were not strong, and his palms were soft.

He Yaoting lowered his eyelids slightly, as if he was sighing: "I'm sick, I'm afraid I'm going to haunt me to death." He raised his eyes and looked at Han Jianfeng with a half-smile and said, "I'm not you. .I don't have a family. I have nothing to settle for."

Han Jianfeng just smiled faintly, and didn't answer the conversation, but laughed secretly in his heart: "Didn't Zhang Yaoyun come back, and I don't know if you have the ability to settle him down."

The attendant served tea and snacks, retreated out knowingly, and gently closed the door by the way.

Han Jianfeng's office is spacious and softly lit. It looks like an intellectual's study in an antique style. He Yaoting sat down on the sofa and waved his hand to signal Han Jianfeng to sit. Put the Swiss cigars on the coffee table, open the box lid, and give one to Han Jianfeng: "I brought it here from Jiangbei."

Han Jianfeng took it but didn't smoke: "Master's lungs are not good, so I won't smoke." Xiaoxiao continued: "Besides, I have almost quit smoking now. Master knows that I have a daughter to raise, so I can't afford to smoke like this." Good cigars are also afraid of addiction. People’s tastes are easy to get up and hard to get off.”

He Yaoting glanced at him, and his voice became cold: "Jianfeng, it's meaningless for you to talk like that. Little Yezi is only young and can spend a lot of money, Xueyuan's business is not bad, and you are not so poor that you can't even smoke. I'm sorry." She raised her eyebrows and continued, "I still feel that I have treated you badly."

Han Jianfeng smiled and said: "Nothing, the third master has always treated me like a brother, how could I not know. It's just...in this world, it's hard to do business, and it's also hard to do people."

He Yaoting turned his eyes on Han Jianfeng's face with great interest: "This is a bit interesting, why? The subordinates are disobedient, so is someone making things difficult for you?"

Han Jianfeng pondered for a while, and said seriously: "Third Master, there are some things I have always wanted to say to you, but I have never found the opportunity..."

He Yaoting smiled and asked, "What's the matter? Isn't this the right time? Jianfeng, why are you talking to me? And don't always call me Sanye pretendingly, and call me by my first name when there are no outsiders. Just do it."

Han Jianfeng smiled slightly, pondered for a while and said, "Yao Ting, my master has grown old recently, it seems... a little old and confused."

He Yaoting raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean Uncle Kong?" Han Jianfeng nodded.

He Yaoting asked, "How do you say that?"

Han Jianfeng continued: "In the past two years, Sun Boyang and Ding Xi and I seem to have a division of labor and perform their duties, but everything is not smooth. I am in Xueyuan, and I am quite constrained in making many decisions. The three of us are Kong She's apprentices. Every business deal has to be checked by the master. This is an old rule, which existed when the old man was alive. The master is loyal to the old man. Now that the old man is gone, he can't wait to move Other thoughts. Xueyuan opened the door to do business, greeted and sent off, and since the beginning of the year, many important guests have stopped patronizing.

He Yaoting said thoughtfully: "I've also noticed this, Jian Feng, do you know why?"

Han Jianfeng frowned slightly, and said with a serious expression: "Master has brought many distinguished guests to his private house through the Xueyuan Song and Dance Hall. The dancers in Xueyuan always use the excuse of being with his old friends I was loaned out. Although I felt something was wrong at first, I just turned a blind eye and closed my eyes. After all, it’s not easy for an apprentice to tear faces with the master. Until these days, many outstanding dancers were inexplicably redeemed at a high price Later, there was almost a conflict because of this matter. Xueyuan is a song and dance hall, there are no dancers, how do you do business?"

He Yaoting lowered his face and said: "You have always been cautious in doing things, and you can be seen by others, not to mention casinos and foreign firms."

Han Jianfeng said: "There are also people from Xizi's side who go to make troubles from time to time, some of them seem to be the same group as those who made troubles in Xueyuan."

He Yaoting frowned and said, "Do you know who they are?"

Han Jianfeng said: "The eyes are very strange. I asked Sun Boyang and Xizi, and they couldn't find out where those people came from for a while."

He Yaoting sighed softly: "Oh? Haven't you seen it before?" His brows were furrowed tighter.

Han Jianfeng said softly: "Although I haven't seen it before, it's not completely without clues. Master bought a mansion on Liang Boyu's site. Some people have seen those people going in and out."

He Yaoting raised his eyebrows and asked: "Is it possible that Uncle Kong has something to do with the Liang family? Liang Boyu's city mansion is quite deep, and he raised such a group of thugs quietly, even you have never seen it before." "Is this recent?" he asked.

Han Jianfeng hesitated and said, "Yao Ting, I don't know whether I should tell you about this."

He Yaoting said, "Say it."

Han Jianfeng took a deep breath calmly and said slowly: "It happened during the period when the old man was seriously ill."

He Yaoting's complexion changed, a trace of gloom crept up his brows, and he sneered, "You mean, Uncle Kong has planned for a long time to embezzle my He family's property?"

Han Jianfeng didn't answer, but cleverly changed the subject: "My manager is just an empty puppet who can't make decisions. I'm a little angry, but it's nothing. But Yao Ting, you should know, If this matter has anything to do with the Liang family, you will suffer a great loss." After speaking, there was a sense of desolation.

Sipping tea, he continued: "Snow Garden is always the property of the He family. Could it be possible to open another Snow Garden in the south of the city in the future and distribute the business of the He family to outsiders?" There is no need to speak clearly, just click to the end.

He Yaoting's face sank slightly, and he couldn't see the joy or anger in his heart.In the territory of the Russian Concession, there is a saying that "Liangcheng is south and Hecheng is north". More than ten years ago, the two wealthy families were constantly fighting each other, but no one could defeat the other, and no one could destroy the other.

Han Jianfeng looked up at him intently, and said seriously: "Yao Ting, you are too careless, how can you let Feng Wu leave your side at this time?"

He Yaoting's eyes suddenly darkened, and he asked, "Xiao Wu went to another place, how did you know?"

Han Jianfeng smiled and said, "If that wasn't the case, why would it be Ye Qing and Xue Fang who came with you today." Seriously said: "Yao Ting, I can think of this, and of course others can too."

He Yaoting smiled coldly and said, "You mean that Uncle Kong might take this opportunity to kill me?" Then he shook his head: "He dare not do anything, if I die, those old subordinates of the He family may not be convinced by him. "

Han Jianfeng bit her lip: "That's not necessarily the case, you are not the only one in the He family with the surname He."

He Yaoting sneered: "What can that idiot Yao Lin do?"

Han Jianfeng said with a stern expression: "Because he can't accomplish anything, it is convenient to 'take the emperor to make the princes'." He smiled to himself again, "This is just the worst possibility, but we have to be prepared. In fact, I think Master should I won't get rid of you so quickly."

He Yaoting looked at him with raised eyebrows and asked, "Why do you see that?"

Han Jianfeng cleared his throat softly, and replied calmly: "Master should have his concerns. As you said, if he does something to you,