Han Zhuo saw that Zhao Huanshan was sad, but he didn't suspect himself, he didn't believe that a mortal city government could deceive his eyes, so he wouldn't be pretending to be garlic.

It's just that I suddenly thought of the words "numerology impermanence", and killed two people on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, one was Zhou Xian, who was disrespectful to himself with his mortal body, and the other was Zhao Zhenghao, who openly molested and wanted to violate Lu Qiujing on the school playground.

They are the sons of the Zhou family and the Zhao family, the two major consortia in Nanzhou, and now they have Zhou Xian's Changlong real estate, and they are about to do business with Zhao Zhenghao's family business, I wonder how these two families will feel if they learn the truth of the matter in the future?

Of course, Han Zhuo just thinks it's a little interesting now, and I'm afraid he won't have the heart to care about that anymore in the future.

And Mao Xiaoxin next to her was already in turmoil, she also knew the identity of Han Zhuo's student, and she also knew that he had a deep relationship with the Martial Arts National Art Museum.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be so deep, it turned out to be the director of the Jiangzhou branch library, looked at Han Zhuo, and thought, "Then what kind of business did you come over to do with us ordinary people?"

She didn't dare to interject casually now, otherwise she would have already asked.

Han Zhuo didn't want to listen to Zhao Huanshan's sadness at this time, so he got back to business: "Old man Zhao, since the deceased has passed away, you still have to think more about your body and your family. ”

Zhao Huanshan's eyes flashed, and he looked a little brighter, and said, "Then Mr. Han, let's talk about business." ”

The corners of Han Zhuo's eyes lifted and he didn't answer, Mao Xiaoxin thought that they were finally going to talk about business, but he saw Zhao Huanshan continue what he had just said, and said, "I don't know if the three identities of Mr. Han that the old man said just now are true?"

Han Zhuo smiled: "Of course, it's all on the surface, it's clear at a glance." ”

Zhao Huanshan's face darkened at this time: "There is another one that is not on the surface, but it is inconvenient for the old man to say." ”

Mao Xiaoxin deliberately made a face: "Old man Zhao, just now our President Han said that I am not an outsider." ”

Zhao Huan bent down the mountain, as if coaxing his granddaughter: "Mao girl, it's not a matter on the bright plate, of course, it's inconvenient to say it on the bright side, it has little to do with your absence." ”

Han Zhuo understood that this old man was planning to pierce this window paper, and asked meaningfully: "Then Old Man Zhao thinks that out of the seven districts in Nanzhou, how many districts are not on your plate?"

"My bright plate is spread over the seven districts of Nanzhou City, but ...... Only the four districts with the surname Jiang have the strongest foundation. ”

"But I've heard that there are only three districts left, so it seems to be a rumor. ”

"It's not a rumor, it's true that there are only three districts left, and it was so sudden that even I lost a lot of money. ”

Han Zhuo sneered at this time: "Master Zhao is in the open plate, but the foundation touches the ground, it is really unfathomable." ”

Zhao Huanshan arched his hand: "Each other." ”

Mao Xiaoxin saw that they seemed to be playing dumb riddles, but the atmosphere seemed to be a little nervous, and his mouth pouted: "Hey, I said, can you not bully me who haven't seen the world, can you say something I understand?"

"Hahahaha, we always come over to talk about business, why do we seem to have said a lot of digressions. ”

Zhao Huanshan asked with his right hand at this time: "It's an old and decrepit faux pas, forgive me, there is a pavilion in front, why don't we go to drink a cup of Pu'er after the rain together, and then talk about our business slowly?"

Mao Xiaoxin nodded immediately: "That's good." ”

Han Zhuo didn't have any opinions, although Mao Xiaoxin didn't understand, but Zhao Huanshan had undoubtedly made it clear, he knew the connection between Han Zhuo and the underground forces in Nanzhou, and also admitted his relationship with the underworld and Jiang Hualong.

The two followed Zhao Huanshan to the depths of the garden, passing through a long corridor with a gentle slope, and at the end was the pavilion that Zhao Huanshan said.

The pavilion is built on a suspended boulder and is next to a cliff with a trickle of waterfall water falling from the sky and many pine trees around it to shade the sun.

Han Zhuo saw that the building was very novel, and nodded slightly, but Mao Xiaoxin exclaimed, although this garden is only on the hillside, and the boulder is not too high in the air, after all, there are still more than ten meters at the bottom of the cliff, and if you fall down, you will die, this has no guts, who dares to sit in the pavilion and drink tea?

The three of them walked over, the tea set had been set up on the square table of the pavilion, the freshly brewed Pu'er was emitting a faint mist in the teapot, and Zhao Huanshan took three palm-sized tea bowls and poured them for the two of them personally.

Mao Xiaoxin was flattered and took it, Han Zhuo took a sip of it, but at this time, he was not in a hurry or impatient, and said lightly: "How about Old Man Zhao, first talk to our Mr. Mao about the real estate business?"

Zhao Huanshan sat down on the chair: "It's okay, business is always one thing to talk about." ”

Han Zhuo gestured to Mao Xiaoxin, Mao Xiaoxin immediately put down the tea bowl and cleared his throat, planning to put out all the homework he had done before coming here, lest they say things they didn't understand and couldn't interject.

"Old man Zhao, it's like this, our Changlong Real Estate ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Huanshan stretched out his hand and beckoned twice: "Mao girl, I know the foundation of Changlong Real Estate, and I also know the business of Changlong Real Estate, so let's do it, I won't go around the bush in front of Mr. Han, I myself can't look down on Zhou Chuan, the little family is angry, and a great master of national art plans to eat for a lifetime, you swallow their industry, with Zhou Chuan's sesame big heart, I can't tolerate you." ”

Mao Xiaoxin admired: "Old man Zhao is a clear-eyed person, and he can see through it at a glance." ”

Zhao Huanshan shook his hand again: "It's just that I'm older, I've seen more people and things, so I'll say it bluntly, the Zhou family will cut off the supply to you, and my shares in the world can be renewed for you according to the same conditions as the original Zhou family, but there is no big deal in the world." ”

Mao Xiaoxin asked, "What conditions do you have?"

"I know that your project in the future Workers' New Estate is to make it a top private garden in Nanzhou, and I want to name her: Yudu, and I will share 10% of the net profit, and let the property of Tianxia Co., Ltd. settle in. ”

Zhao Huanshan finished speaking in one go, obviously he had already prepared, Han Zhuo saw that Mao Xiaoxin frowned and didn't speak, he didn't understand the mysteries, and asked, "Mr. Mao, is this deal worth it?"

Mao Xiaoxin sighed: "Basically...... It's equivalent to giving it away for nothing, I just don't quite understand, Mr. Zhao, you lose this money because you simply like that piece of land?"

"Thirty percent is for that piece of land, and seventy percent is for making friends like Mr. Han. ”

Han Zhuo laughed and said, "Old Man Zhao, you may never understand that we can't be friends. ”

"In business, as long as we have common interests, we are friends, Mr. Han, we have common interests now, as long as you are willing to agree to my conditions. ”

"I have full authority to General Manager Mao for business matters, since she thinks that the transaction is worth it, of course I have no opinion, I just want to ask Mr. Zhao, are you aiming at my identity as the director of the Jiangzhou Branch, or is it the identity that is inconvenient to say on the plate, and would rather lose money than make me a friend?"

"Of course, it's both, my youngest grandson Zhao Zhengyan has already apprenticed in the Jiangzhou Branch, as for the Ming Pan, the old man respects ghosts and gods and stays away, and he doesn't want to be too involved. ”

As soon as Zhao Huanshan said this, Han Zhuo was confused again, thinking, "Is he going to draw a line with the underworld? Could it be that he was dragged into the water by Jiang Hualong before?"