Chapter 51, Wen Guts!

Qingyun Building.

Fang Yan accompanied his grandfather Lu Jing to get out of the taxi, looked at the name of the building written in golden font at the entrance of the square, and said with a smile: "This is the word for meritorious service." Underworld characters also like to play elegant? ”

Lu Jing completely ignored it and walked straight towards the door of the building.

The building uses an electronic gate, which must be entered by swiping a card.

Fang Yan reached out and knocked on the glass door, summoning the security guards inside to come and speak.

The middle-aged security guard walked over and asked, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"We're looking for someone." Fang Yan said.

"Looking for whom?" The security guard asked.

"Du Qing." Lu said loudly. He said every word loudly and full of energy.

"Du Qing—" The security guard felt the name familiar. But for a while, I couldn't remember who it was. Could it be a friend you met at the wine table?

"Your boss." Fang Yan added a sentence beside him.

The security guard was shocked, stared at the old man and the young cautiously and asked, "What are you looking for our big boss?" Do you have an appointment? ”

"There is an appointment." Fang Yan said. "You call Secretary Li and ask her to come down and pick up someone."

The security guard didn't dare to delay and walked over quickly to make a call.

Soon, he ran over again and said, "Secretary Li, please come in." ”

The electronic door automatically opened, and Lu Yan entered with his feet raised, and Fang Yan followed closely.

As soon as I walked to the elevator door, the elevator opened, and a delicate and sexy woman walked in and said with a smile on her face: "Is it Mr. Lu?" The chairman is already waiting for you in the office. ”

She looked at Fang Yan who was standing beside Lu Jian again and said, "Who is this?" ”

There is only Lu Zhen's name on the memo, and Fang Yan belongs to the 'nameless black household'.

"Fang Yan." Fang Yan took the initiative to reach out to the woman, held her silky and delicate palm and said, "Fang Fang, Yan of the descendants of Yan Huang." ”

"What a descendant of Yan Huang." Li Yajiao laughed. "Mr. Lu, the descendants of Yan and Huang - please come with me."

Lu glared at Fang Yan and stepped into the elevator.

Fang Yan and Li Ya looked at each other and smiled, and followed closely behind.

Li Ya swiped the elevator electronic system with the nameplate on her chest, and then pressed a blank key that did not show any floors.

Fang Yan secretly thought in his heart, this Du Qing deserved to start from the black, and his sense of security was very strong. Even though this Qingyun Mansion was his independent kingdom, he still took many precautions.

I thought again, fortunately, my grandfather's students had a way, otherwise it would not be easy for me to meet him.

The elevator went straight to the top floor, Li Ya led the way in front, and Lu Jing and Fang Yan's grandson followed.

The security on the top floor is stricter, and there are black-clad men at the staircase and in the lounge facing the elevator.

"A hooligan is a hooligan, and even if he has hundreds of millions of family fortunes, he still can't change the violent and barbaric nature of hooligans." Fang Yan secretly mocked himself.

Of course, this does not rule out the possibility that Du Qing wants to show his strength in front of his guests. After all, some coal bosses also like to bring a few strong men to increase their aura when they go out.

When "Shanghai Tang" was released, Xu Wenqiang, who was dressed in black and in a black hat, walked out of the alley with a group of younger brothers in suits.

Li Ya walked to the door of an electronic door, pressed the video call button, and said softly: "Boss, Mr. Lu has arrived." ”

Click-

The electronic door opened, and Li Ya stood aside and made an inviting gesture.

Lu Zhen was not afraid and stepped inside.

Fang Yan thanked Li Ya and followed into the house.

This is a large and somewhat unreasonable room, and the entire room is about a thousand square meters. There are no bookshelves full of books, no electronic office equipment such as computers and telephones.

The walls are all painted silvery-white, and with the exception of a wood-colored table and chairs facing the doorway, there is an indoor golf course.

The interior is planted with green grass and the ceiling is transparent. If you look up, you can see dark clouds rolling in the sky.

A middle-aged man in a polo shirt is standing in the middle of the grass, holding the pole with both hands and preparing to hit the ball.

Bang!

A graceful upward stroke, the white ball flies in response.

"Pretty." The man laughed happily. Obviously, this is also a golf enthusiast.

The man admired the landing point of the ball very proudly, and then reluctantly walked out of the grass with the club in his hand.

Du Qing!

Fang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Du Qing seemed to have sensed something, and his eyes immediately shifted to Fang Yan's body. Then, he smiled at Fang Yan and nodded, indicating that he had said hello.

Fang Yan searched for Du Qing's information on the Internet, and knew that he was now a well-known enterprise in Huacheng. The Qingyun Group, which he founded single-handedly, involves civil engineering, port transportation, and seafood wholesale and export businesses, and has been selected as the outstanding entrepreneur of the year in Huacheng for many years.

He does charity, whether it is the Wenxian earthquake or the southern snow disaster, he has donated tens of millions. He is a well-known philanthropist in China.

However, the background of his underworld background is rarely mentioned. Perhaps, even if someone knows the truth and posts it on the Internet, it will be deleted soon, right?

Fang Yan also saw some photos of Du Qing attending the event on the Internet, looking gentle and elegant, with the demeanor of a successful entrepreneur. Du Qing in reality is more attractive, he looks younger than in the photo, and his mental state is easier to present.

He has a Chinese face and a big back, and wears white slacks and white slacks. A black polo shirt lowered his age a lot, and he looked much younger than his actual age.

This is a handsome man. Or rather, this is an elegant man.

If you don't know the inside story, you really can't connect the person in front of you with the underworld Daxiang 'Qing Ye' in Huacheng.

Yes, this man controls the dark power of Flower City.

Some people say that in modern society, good families all follow the model of young ladies, and young ladies all take the pure route - so do hooligans.

"Mr. Lu, I'm glad to meet you." Du Qing took the initiative to stretch out his hand to Lu Jing, and his smile was very friendly.

Lu Zhen put his right hand behind his back and said expressionlessly: "Shake hands and be exempt." Your hands are stained with blood, my handwriting and books are stained with ink, and we are not all the way. ”

Du Qing's eyes froze, and he instantly returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu is really a funny person. ”

"It's just a truth, it's not funny." Lu Zhengse said.

Du Qing was still smiling, but his smile obviously became gloomy, and he said, "So, what is the purpose of Mr. Lu wanting to see Du?" ”

"Get justice for my grandson." Lu Jing pointed at Fang Yan and said.

Du Qing looked at Fang Yan and said, "Little brother, it's the first time we've met, right?" Why do you have murderous eyes when you see me? ”

"You want to kill me, I want to kill you, what's wrong with that?" Fang Yan smiled.

"What do you call it?"

"Fang Yan. The square square, the Yan of the descendants of Yan and Huang. Some people say that it is the flame of the upper and lower fires. ”

"Fang Yan?" Du Qing chewed on the name in his mouth. I finally had a little impression of the man in front of me.

At a golf invitational tournament, he was entrusted to deal with a man, who was said to be just a middle school teacher, and he didn't take things to heart, so he casually handed them over to the people below to do it - this teacher actually has some background, is it the grandson of this old man?

That's not right, Lu Yan's surname is Lu, and Fang Yan's surname is Fang-

"So it's you?" Du Qing smiled. "I didn't really think we'd meet until you walked in the door."

"I'm the opposite of you." Fang Yan smiled. "I know that we will definitely meet."

"Because you have a good grandfather?" Du Qing sneered. "Finding an old man to come out and intercede, shouldn't it be done by a bloody man? There are two fires in the name, and you can't see any fire when you do things. ”

"It's the most convenient way." Fang Yan said. "Of course, there are many other ways for me. Still, I think it's the softest of all—"

Fang Yan is not only proficient in memorizing poems and writing, but also proficient in tracking, kidnapping, setting sacks, and beating stuffy sticks.

As the saying goes, art is not pressing.

Du Qing looked at Lu Jing and said, "Mr. Lu, how can this justice be discussed?" ”

"First, tell the real culprit behind the scenes, and our grandchildren will talk to him."

"What else?" Du Qing asked.

"Kowtow to my grandson and apologize." Lu Jing said.

Du Qing's eyelids jumped, and those who were familiar with it knew that this was a manifestation of the extreme anger in his heart.

"What if I don't say yes?"

"Why don't you agree?"

"Can't say yes. I don't want to say yes either. ”

"If you want to ruin my grandson, it is extremely forgiving for you to kowtow and apologize. Do you really think that the face of a scoundrel is more important than my grandson's life? ”

"Lu Jing." Du Qing shouted angrily. "I see you're giving Luo a hand—you don't know what's wrong. Do you believe that I let people throw you down from this Qingyun Mansion? ”

Du Qing looked out the door and shouted, "Someone." ”

Whoa—

The electronic door opened, and a large number of black-clad people poured in.

They besieged Lu Jian and Fang Yan in the middle, a frame that could be attacked at any time.

Fang Yan took a step forward and used his body to block his grandfather Lu Zhen's body behind him.

"Get out of the way." Lu Jian pushed Fang Yan away.

"I don't believe it." Lu Jing glared at Du Qing angrily and shouted. His eyes were wide open, and his silver hair was flying. "I am a scholar, I know the four books and the five classics, I am familiar with the "Historical Records" and "Han Shu", write to nourish qi, read poetry and cultivate the spirit. A few pieces of cloth clothes, penniless. Only the thousands of students are the biggest capital in my life. ”

"I respect heaven and earth, respect morality, and fear the hearts of the people, you are just a hooligan, how can I be intimidated by you?" Lu walked up to Du Qing and shouted: "I know that your family has a lot of money and a lot of disciples, I'll take a look today, what can you do with me?" ”

“——”

Civil officials are not greedy for money, and military generals do not hesitate to die, and they will be able to conquer all the countries of the world.

Even if he is a mere literati, if he has a literary courage to protect himself, even if it is a tiger's den in Longtan, he can break in.

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