Under the full operation of Li Mingzhe, Huayin Pavilion was all completed from decoration to formalities within one day of Chu Yang's arrival in Yanjing. These procedures, which took several months to operate according to normal procedures, were successful in just one day, which allowed Chu Yang to once again see the strength of these Yanei parties.

Although the conditions had already been negotiated, this "Huayin Pavilion" was only Chu Yang's reward for treating Old Man Li, but Chu Yang still gave Li Mingzhe and the princelings he brought 20% of the shares. Among them, Lee Ming-che accounted for 10 percent of the majority, and the remaining 10 percent was evenly distributed to the other five.

Chu Yang is not the stunned boy who first came to Earth and didn't understand anything. Opening a store in Yanjing is simply impossible to survive without a strong backstage. Letting Li Mingzhe and his sworn friends take some shares is equivalent to putting a layer of protection on Huayin Pavilion, and there will naturally be a lot less trouble in the future. As for some profits, Chu Yang was originally not here, let alone Li Mingzhe's gang.

When Chu Yang offered to give shares to Li Mingzhe and others, Li Mingzhe was a little surprised at first, and then a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes. Chu Yang can be like this, which shows that he is also very "on the way", so things are much easier to do. At the beginning, Li Mingzhe was worried that Chu Yang was like those masters outside the world, and he didn't know anything about the world, so that although the Li family could continue to envelop him, he was afraid that if he was flattered and thrown to the blind, people might not necessarily buy it. Now it seems that Chu Yang doesn't understand anything about these things.

After receiving Chu Yang's shares, Li Mingzhe didn't care even more. Although he is in politics. There is no family property in his name, but there is never a shortage of money, and accepting the shares of Huayin Pavilion is just a symbolic meaning.

Lee Ming-che probably did not expect that the 10 percent stake that he has no regard for today would become his most successful investment a few years later.

At the moment, he was busy talking to the guys about the opening of the new store.

said that it was Zhang Luo, but in fact, he was just standing there and calling someone to support the field. All the procedures and ceremonies of the opening are naturally handled by professionals.

"Hello? Chen City? I'm the second son. Today my friend's new store opened. Got some time to stop by and enjoy the light? ”

"Bureau Li, it's me, Dong Ming, hehe. Busy or not. If you're not busy, come to my brother's newly opened shop for a drink at noon? ”

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In the hall on the first floor of Huayin Pavilion. After one night it was already completely decorated. At a few tables of eight immortals, those people in the yamen were drinking fragrant tea and eating refreshments one by one. Enjoy the service of the beautiful waitress, and contact acquaintances on the phone leisurely.

These people don't have other skills, but they are the best at doing this kind of thing. The old man in the family is in a high position, and these people more or less know some officials in the system.

So before noon, this "Huayin Pavilion" located on the main street of Baojia Street in Yanjing has been full of people who have come to congratulate, and luxury cars have been staying in a low-key manner, and flower baskets with the names of various units are gradually piled up at the door. People passing by, seeing such a scene, stopped one after another, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

"General Office of Yanjing Municipal Party Committee, Propaganda Department of Yanjing City, Yanjing Municipal Bureau of Culture......" On the flower baskets, the names of government agencies and units are printed, all of which are placed in conspicuous positions.

Li Han put his hands in his trouser pockets and slowly walked through this familiar street.

I just ate an eight-yuan cold skin from the mouth of the alley, barely filling my stomach. Following the flow of people, Li Han walked towards the main entrance of the Central Conservatory of Music.

Li Han is a sophomore in the piano department of the Central Conservatory of Music. Coming from an ordinary family, his embarrassing life has not changed in the slightest because of studying at this nationally renowned higher music institution. If it weren't for his part-time piano teaching part-time, I am afraid that he would not be able to continue his studies and go home after packing his things.

"Huh!" A black Audi A8 sedan drove past him at a high speed, its wheels running over a puddle on the side of the road, splashing dirty water and wetting most of his body!

Li Han's eyes erupted with anger, and he was about to scold, but when he saw the luxury car, he suddenly lost a little confidence in his heart.

People who can afford to drive this kind of luxury car are either rich or expensive, and poor students like him are afraid that they can't afford to provoke them, so they can only swallow their anger and suffer this loss.

"Huh? How did that car stop? Li Han took a few more steps forward, only to find that the car that had splashed him with dirty water just now had stopped in front of a newly opened shop.

"Huayin Pavilion? Looks like a new musical instrument store? Hey, this flower basket was sent by the Yanjing Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce? Li Han's eyes were sharp, although there was still some distance from the store, but when he saw a man who looked like an official walking down from the Audi car, he turned around and took out the flower basket from the trunk, and the words on it were clear at a glance.

"I actually drove a bus to do private business, see if I don't expose you!" Li Han remembered that he had just been splashed with water, and he had no good impression of the owner of this car and this shop, thinking that now the TV and the Internet are shouting everywhere to govern the private use of the bus, and although the car in front of him is not marked whether it is a bus or not, it can be seen from the flower basket sent that it must not be able to escape from the Yanjing City Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and it is not good that it is a private use of the bus.

"Hmph, none of you rich and powerful are good things!" While thinking about it, Li Han took out his dilapidated domestic smartphone and took a photo from a distance.

"I don't know." Looking at the blurry handwriting on the flower basket in the photo, Li Han couldn't help but take a few steps forward, wanting to take a clearer picture.

He continued to walk forward for more than ten meters, and saw that he was less than twenty meters away from the "Huayin Pavilion", so he raised his mobile phone again and took a photo.

"Hmph, I can't catch your evidence now!" Looking at the clear photos on his phone, Li Han showed a satisfied smile on his face. Thinking about the situation when he uploaded this photo to Weibo, he felt a pang of pride in his heart.

"Hello, no photography is allowed here, please hand over your phone." A cold voice suddenly sounded, startling Li Han.

When he turned around, he saw a man in black civilian clothes and sunglasses, looking at him politely but firmly, while holding out a hand to him, apparently asking for his mobile phone.

"No photography? Why? Who are you? Li Han looked at the man in black, a little timid, but still pretended to be tough and asked.

"Excuse me, sir, please cooperate with my work and delete the photos in your phone." The man in black ignored Li Han's words and still insisted.

"No! It's illegal, why aren't you allowed to take pictures? Are you weak in heart? Li Han shouted loudly, trying to attract the attention of passers-by next to him in this way.

However, when he shouted like this, the pedestrians did not attract them, but they attracted a young man about his age.

"What's going on?" Looking at this scene, Lee Ming-che called the security officer and asked in a low voice. (To be continued......)