Chapter 184: There Is No Shadow of the North

Not only them, but also the charter is waiting, and other provincial bigwigs are also waiting.

Such a large piece of fat in Donghai City is placed there, and you can only look at it but you can't eat it, which is a very uncomfortable thing.

In particular, with the rapid development of Donghai City, almost every day is different, and it will be difficult to get on the bus if you miss this trip.

Lin Wu's legs couldn't be completely good, but at least he could walk, limping, and his face was full of anger all day long.

"Fu Ye's side, there is still no movement?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"No movement,"

Gao Fei shook his head, "Every day, I still chant scriptures, eat fasts, and read books." ”

This is not like the underground king of a provincial city at all, but Fu Ye is.

"Where's the Mask Club?"

"I heard that people from the north came, but they only came for one day and left without doing anything."

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Lin Wu really couldn't sit still, Gao Fei couldn't sit still either, they found the charter, and the charter couldn't sit still.

If you continue like this, you will miss the opportunity.

Several bigwigs in provincial cities are all watching, but everyone understands that if they continue to wait and see like this, they will have no chance.

The charter took the initiative to call a few bigwigs and asked them to go to the mask club to find Fu Ye and ask about the situation.

Mask Clubhouse.

It is a very special place in the provincial capital.

Here, there is good wine, good food, beautiful women, calligraphy and painting, antiques, you can say anything.

The most important thing is that there is information here, and you can buy it here whenever you want to know the situation, unless you don't pay enough for it.

If you want to enter this club, it is not easy, you don't get an invitation, and you don't even have the qualifications to enter, most people have only heard of it, but they have never entered.

I heard that the lowest threshold for entering here is worth one billion.

The charter is here, and several bigwigs are also here.

Everyone made an appointment to come together, but they were afraid that Fu Ye would ignore them.

For such a large piece of fat in the East China Sea, although they are competitors to each other, there is no problem in cooperating for the time being.

When a few people entered the clubhouse, they were arranged to sit in a tea room, and soon someone brought tea.

The charter was not polite, he drank the tea in his hand, and joked, this cup is one million, and if you don't drink it, it will be a big loss!

After a long time, Fu Ye didn't show up, and some people were a little impatient.

"Steward Zhao, is Master Fu here?"

The middle-aged man standing there, his hair was slightly gray, but he looked very energetic, he was Fu Ye's housekeeper, he only knew the surname Zhao, he didn't know the specific name, and he was also the person in charge of this mask club.

Even if it is a charter, they have to be polite when they see the housekeeper.

"I'm chanting." Steward Zhao half-closed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Don't be impatient, why don't I have someone bring another pot of tea?"

The charter waved his hand and said no need, one million a cup, one drink is to take care of Fu Ye's business, two drinks will be a bit expensive, he is willing to spend money where he should spend, but these, he is really a little reluctant.

"It's okay, I'll give this pot of tea."

Steward Zhao beckoned and asked someone to bring in another pot of tea.

Just waited for another hour, pacing back and forth, looking up from time to time, but never saw Fu Ye appear.

"Steward Zhao?"

Steward Zhao raised his head: "Then I'll ask you?" ”

"There's a housekeeper of Lao Zhao."

The charter and the others endured in their hearts, knowing that this was Fu Ye's shelf, but what could they say?

Steward Zhao went, and after a while, he came back.

The charter and others immediately surrounded it.?

"How about it, is Master Fu willing to see us?"

"Master Fu is going to rest."

Steward Zhao was still smiling, "However, I brought you the answer you wanted." ”

"How?"

The charter and others, their eyes suddenly lit up.

"In the East China Sea, there is no shadow of the north."