Yang Chen decided to go to the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse to have a look, not to find fault, to figure out how to tie the beam, and then try to make the big things small, and the small things into small things.

Grievances should be resolved, not settled.

What's more, the small group that dares to call themselves princelings in this place of Sijiu City is better to cause less trouble.

Wu Jie has the capital to underestimate the other party, he is alone in the country, and his military background is not omnipotent, and the relationship with Wu Rui and Wu Jie is not enough to make the Wu family desperate to protect him as an outsider.

On the way to Diaoyutai, Yang Chen learned more information about that circle from Wei Ziwen's mouth, and smiled bitterly in his heart, it turned out to be a gentleman from the compound of the ministry.

Although Wei Ziwen was full of ridicule and ridicule in his speech, mentioning several core figures in that circle more or less revealed his sigh of emotion.

Those people, it's not easy!

Yang Chen thought about it, and firmly decided to calm things down.

Even if you take one step or two back and apologize, it doesn't matter, the big husband can bend and stretch, even if there is no possibility of becoming a friend, it is better than being an enemy.

Yang Chen is not blindly domineering, otherwise he would not be able to live today, there is no way to be bi, he can kneel down at the time, it has nothing to do with wealth and poverty, it is the heart, if he falls into the dilemma that only by kneeling can he protect his relatives and lovers or himself, this guy will definitely not hesitate.

As for dignity, it is the same as democracy.

It's something you show off when you're stronger than anyone else.

When you are weaker than others, you have to put it away, and you have to live or become stronger with all your heart, which is the king's way, and almost every grass root that shines in the annals of history is good at this way.

Yang Chen is not comparable to the ambition of the ancients, but he also knows the true meaning, thinking about how to deal with various situations along the way to prevent the grudge from deepening.

Diaoyu Tai.

The former royal gardens.

Eight hundred years of wealth and vicissitudes.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was once used as a first-class nest, and Zhongnanhai and Xishan kept pace with each other.

It has accepted the royal family, dignitaries, dignitaries, important state guests, and the royal garden, which has been open to the public for many years, and is still a forbidden place that can be reached by the small people in the market.

Yang Chen and Wu Jie and his entourage of six people and two cars drove into the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, Building 18, which is connected to Yuyuantan Park, and often receives foreign guests, and the catering and accommodation are absolutely first-class.

After parking the car, the six of them walked into Building 18, and the manager on duty, Cao Ying, greeted him with a smile, knew Wu Jie, Wei Zi, Wen Tianli, and wanted to come up and say a few polite words.

"You're busy." Wu Jie, who was still imposing in casual clothes, said indifferently, the beautiful Cao Ying retreated, and watched the six people walk away, she noticed something strange in all directions, and felt that something was going to happen, and after thinking about it, she felt that she was worried about what could happen in this place.

Bang dang!

The two wooden doors of a private room in the restaurant were vigorously pushed open by Wu Jie, and in the private room, the decoration and interior of the imitation Ming court were fully displayed, revealing the royal style everywhere.

Nearly twenty people around the huge and gorgeous round table looked out of the door in surprise, the young man on the main seat saw clearly who was coming, elegantly pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and casually leaned on the finely carved solid wood chair, his fair and handsome face flashed a sneer with disdain, and said leisurely: "Wu Jie, why is it becoming more and more rude, do you need me to invite an etiquette teacher for your Wu family?" ”

The young man's words were thorny.

Satirizing the poor tutoring of the old Wu family.

Wu Jie smiled, laughing more and more disdainfully, with one hand in his trouser pocket and a cigarette in the other, he walked into the private room, Yang Chen walked side by side with his old comrades-in-arms, and Wei Ziwen Tianli leaned his back against the door frame, as if he was a door god, coaxing and coaxing people to look around the house, while swallowing clouds and spitting fog unscrupulously.

There are also twins at the door, big dragon and small dragon, two living treasures who are fighting with Wu Jie, grandpa has retired for many years, his father was transferred to the southwest theater before New Year's Day, and his uncle presided over the daily work of the General Political Department.

"I'm here to give an explanation, why did you beat my brother's idea?" Wu Jiebi regarded the guy who didn't deal with him when he went to kindergarten, and he smoked a cigarette slowly, and he was full of ruthlessness.

"Your brother, what?"

The person who asked the question, CAO spoke Cantonese Mandarin, obviously not the son-in-law in the Beijing Gentleman Circle, this person had oily hair and noodles, staggered out of his seat, and seemed to be a little drunk, pointing to Wu Jie, and asked the young man wearing gold wire glasses, "Zhang Shao, where did you come from, do you need me to call a bodyguard?" ”

The young man known as Zhang Shao was about to speak.

Wu Jie had already jumped to the side of the Cantonese-speaking product, grabbed the neck of the product, and poked the unburned cigarette butt in his hand on the oily face.

The person next to him vaguely heard the sound of the skin being burned and sneered, panicked, hid away, Wu Jie sneered, and pressed the head of the miserable howl into the soup pot on the table containing stewed wrasse eyebrow, the exquisite porcelain basin was shattered, the soup splashed everywhere, and the famous dish of thousands of yuan was wasted.

Wu Jie's four small hairs are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and the yin and yang are weird.

Half of the people at the table were panicked, a few were faintly angry, and a few were talking at Wu Jie, and Yang Chen saw that they were guests who were invited to the banquet all the way with the guy who was beaten.

Old grievances are unresolved, and new hatreds are formed.

Yang Chen smiled bitterly in his heart, the plan could never catch up with the changes, but he didn't blame Wu Jie for acting recklessly, knowing that his old comrades-in-arms wanted to vent their evil anger for him.

The young man known as Zhang Shao wiped off the soup and oil stains splashed on his face, took off his glasses, pinched up a tissue to wipe it, and there were nearly twenty people at the table, only this guy did not change his face, wiped his glasses, raised them, looked at the light and said, "Wu Jie, do you know who he is?" ”

"It's the same whether you know it or not." Wu Jie sneered, let go of the half-dead poor worm, and let a few of his companions scramble to help him aside.

"They're from Hong Kong Island, you're poking the basket."

"Gangcan?"

After Wu Jie asked rhetorically, he sneered with great disdain, how could he not know the number of Hong Kong Can, the young master in the group of Hong Kong Island business people visiting Beijing.

This group visiting Beijing is also known as the top rich group by the media!

"The one who was beaten was from the Kwok family on Hong Kong Island, Sun Hung Kai, have you heard of it? Others, I won't introduce them one by one, Wu Jie, I'll see how you end up this time. After the young man surnamed Zhang finished speaking, he smiled playfully and put on his glasses.

"I teach them how to behave, I think the old men above will understand, and their parents will also understand and support, how to solve it without worrying about you, today, I asked you to apologize to my brother Yang Chen, otherwise you are the same as the one surnamed Guo, do you believe it?" Wu Jie spoke, walking towards the young man surnamed Zhang step by step.

The young man surnamed Zhang squinted and stared at Wu Jie, who was near.

Yang Chen, a familiar name, this guy searched his stomach to figure out who it was, a grassroots root that should have been insignificant but made a group of lackeys under him mess up.

"Wu Shao, let's play from childhood to adulthood, forget it, forget it." Someone stood up to play a round and wanted to stop Wu Jie, but was kicked down by Wu Jie, and other people who were about to move lost ground for a while.