"Prepare the Zhenguan Hall for me, these friends of mine are going to play here today." Song Shaoyun arranged.

"Okay, young master."

Immediately, a maid came and led everyone to one of the best rooms of this clubhouse, the whole room was very elegant, and the style inside was similar to that of the Tang Dynasty.

There is an ebony desk in the middle, the delicate woman kneels behind the desk, on the desk is a set of exquisite tea sets, the thin porcelain bowl can be broken by blowing, and at a glance you know that it is an unusually valuable master's work.

Since entering the clubhouse, the decoration of the rooms where you are seated all show the high-end and high-standard of this Haohai clubhouse.

Xia Yaoyao had very few opportunities to come to this kind of place, and at this time, her little head was constantly looking at it, obviously very curious and fond of this place.

As for the other people present, they were all elite children of the upper class in the city, and such a scene was not strange, sitting there calmly and chatting and laughing.

At this time, a delicate woman wearing a cheongsam walked over, making a pot of tea, her green white jade wrists, reflecting the thin white porcelain.

"The best Baihao silver needle, with the spring water of Hupao Spring and the Jun porcelain tea set of Jingdezhen, after professional brewing, the aroma is restrained and unique." The boy with Patek Philippe picked up the white porcelain bowl, sniffed it lightly, and exclaimed.

"Of course, the private club of our Senior Song's family is the top in the city." Xia Yaoyao said with a small face.

"Haha, it's not mine, it's just a product from my home."

"It's not all the same." Xia Yaoyao praised.

Song Shaoyun smiled and said nothing, turning his head to look at Jiang Fan.

"Little Jiang, you're welcome, please use tea." He didn't move, picked up a small cup, and sent it to Jiang Fan.

"Thank you." Jiang Fan was calm and calm.

It seems that these tens of thousands of catties of tea, as well as the professional tea making of beautiful tea artists, seem to be ordinary in his eyes.

Song Shaoyun smiled, but a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

When he saw it today, he knew that what Greedy Dream said was true, and Zi Ran did have Jiang Fan in his heart.

But Song Shaoyun felt that it was just Zi Ran's reverie of the good memories of high school. Just like people always think that first love is the most beautiful, but in fact, the first love is just an ordinary person, not much better than the latecomer.

And in a new city and a small city, what amazing genius can come out?

The only thing that made him puzzled was that Jiang Fan was too calm, this kind of person was either dependent or blindly arrogant.

Compared with the latter, Song Shaoyun prefers the former.

'Could it be that this Jiang Fan still has any origins? ’

Song Shaoyun's brows furrowed slightly, and then he relaxed, how big Jiang Fan is?

This is the city of the city, the city of the Song family. Even if he doesn't use his father's power. He also has the Spiritual Association, and with the power he has at his disposal, he can completely stand up to a large group.

If he is given another year or two, he believes that even if it is a big family and a big chaebol, he can ignore it. Then even his father will rely on his strength.

The reason why he is so confident is because he is now exploring and pursuing absolute power beyond the comprehension of mortals.

To put it simply, it is to descend the higher beings of the high-dimensional world to the real world in which we live in some way.

If it were to be changed to the occult and Western terms, it would have a popular name, the coming of the angels, and of course the presence of demons.

"Little Jiang, junior brother, please."

Song Shaoyun said softly, and then everyone began to communicate.

This small circle obviously has Song Shaoyun as the core, and he has the highest identity and the oldest. followed by Liu Yuntao and Patek Philippe's boys, especially Liu Yuntao, faintly showing some signs of confrontation with Song Shaoyun. Of course, this is also because of the absolute top three existence of his family in Yangyang.

"Recently, the outline for the development of the urban circle of Yangyang City should be coming down soon, can Wuzhou be included?"

"I feel that Wuzhou is too close to Beicheng and too far from Yangyang, so I won't be willing to participate."

"Recently, several major investment banks seem to be going to take measures to stimulate the housing market, and I have an uncle who is a senior executive in Guangsheng......"

The topics they talked about were obviously different from Ye Xu and others from Jiang Fan's second uncle's family talking about women, sports cars, and fun, but involved urban planning, industry policy trends, future economic development, and so on.

Liu Yuntao was gushing, constantly talking high, pointing out the country.

Ren Daoyuan doesn't speak a lot of the time, and when he says a word, it's like the finishing touch, and there must be a middle ground.

Zhou Zhe's angle is often more realistic and realistic.

Song Shaoyun watched quietly without saying a word. Only occasionally reveals some information that everyone doesn't know, and the level is very high, it belongs to the top secret level, which is obviously slightly higher than everyone else.

And Zi Ran doesn't speak a lot of the time, but she is calm in her mind and more inspired by capital operation and financial development, just like the finishing touch, revealing extraordinary talent.

Seeing that everyone was arguing fiercely, Jiang Fan and Xia Yaoyao sat on the side, unable to insert a word, and seemed a little alienated and repulsed.

"How's it going, do you feel like you're completely crushed?" Xia Yaoyao leaned over and smiled wickedly. She exhaled like an orchid, and a tempting fragrance poured into Jiang Fan's nose.

"I don't think so." Jiang Fan said lightly: "The inch is long, the ruler is short, these are not what I am good at." And what I'm good at, they don't understand either. ”

"Some people are good at walking birds and dogs, eating, drinking, and having fun; Some people are good at fighting in the business world, and the sea is up and down. None of this is a level. Xia Yaoyao sneered. So what are you good at? ”

"I'm good at this." Jiang Fan stretched out his arm, grasped his fist in his hand, and a stream of 'qi' swam around his body.

"Fist? Fighting? Xia Yaoyao was stunned, and a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes.

In her eyes, ruffians care about the strength of the fight. It's like two business giants competing to annex each other, while others bankrupt their rivals.

It depends on financial resources, power, and strategic strategies. Whoever is on both sides with hundreds of people will fight hard, and whoever wins will come to do this project.

Even if you are particularly capable of fighting, and you are a soldier from a special forces, you can at most be a bodyguard for the rich.

On the other hand, these young people sitting here, even if they have no power to restrain the chicken, they control half of the business community in the city, and they have won the admiration and appreciation of the girls.

"You have to like fighting, my sister knows a master. When the time comes, if you can win, my sister can give you some rewards. Xia Yaoyao leaned into Jiang Fan's ear and whispered.

Her breath washed over Jiang Fan's ear wall, like a sympathetic whisper, which was seductive.

It's just that Jiang Fan can't see it, and when she speaks, a hint of banter flashes in her eyes.

"Xia Yaoyao!"

Zi Ran turned his head by chance, and when he saw this scene, he immediately raised his eyebrows.