Clear Sky Building.
Fang Yan accompanied his grandfather, Lu Gong, out of the taxi. Looking at the name of the building written in gold at the entrance of the square, he said with a smile, "This is a record of merit. Do gangsters also like to be elegant? "
Lu Gong completely ignored it and walked straight to the entrance of the building.
The building used an electronic gate, and one had to swipe a card to enter.
Fang Yan reached out and knocked on the glass door, summoning the security guard inside to speak.
The middle-aged security guard came over and asked, "What's the matter?"
"We're looking for someone," Fang Yan said.
"Who are you looking for?" the security guard asked.
"Du Qing," Lu Gong said loudly. Every word he said was powerful and resonant, full of energy.
"Du Qing …" The security guard felt that the name was familiar. But he couldn't remember who it was. Could it be a friend he met at the table?
"Your boss," Fang Yan added.
The security guard was shocked. He stared at the old and young man cautiously and asked, "Why are you looking for our big boss? Do you have an appointment? "
"I have an appointment," Fang Yan said. "Call Secretary Li and ask her to come down and pick them up."
The security guard didn't dare to delay and quickly went to make the call.
Soon, he ran over again and said, "Secretary Li invites you in."
The electronic gate opened automatically. Lu Gong stepped in, and Fang Yan followed closely behind.
As soon as they reached the elevator door, the elevator opened. A beautiful and sexy woman walked in and said with a smile, "Is it Mr. Lu? The chairman is already waiting for you in the office. "
She looked at Fang Yan, who was standing next to Lu Gong, and said, "This is?"
There was only Lu Gong's name on the memo. Fang Yan belonged to the "unknown unregistered".
"Fang Yan." Fang Yan took the initiative to reach out to the woman, holding her smooth and delicate palm and said, "Fang as in square, Yan as in Chinese."
"What a descendant of Yan Huang." Li Ya laughed. "Mr. Lu, a descendant of Yan Huang … Please follow me.
"Lu Gong glared at Fang Yan and stepped into the elevator.
Fang Yan and Li Ya looked at each other and smiled, then followed closely behind.
Li Ya used the nameplate on her chest to scan the elevator's electronic system, then pressed a blank button that did not show any floors.
Fang Yan thought to himself, this Du Qing is indeed worthy of starting out as an underworld, his sense of security is very strong. Even though the Clear Sky Building was his independent kingdom, he was still heavily guarded.
Fortunately, Grandpa's student had a way. Otherwise, it wouldn't be easy for him to see him.
The security on the top floor was even stricter, and the staircase and the lounge of the elevator. was.
The security on the top floor was even stricter. At the top of the stairs and in the lounge facing the elevator, there were black-clothed men eyeing outsiders.
"A hooligan is a hooligan. Even if he has hundreds of millions of dollars, he still can't change the violent and barbaric nature of a hooligan." Fang Yan mocked in his heart.
Of course, this did not rule out the possibility of Du Qing wanting to show off his strength in front of his guests. After all, some coal bosses liked to bring a few burly men to increase their aura when they went out.
When "Shanghai Beach" was on the air, Xu Wenqiang, who was dressed in black and wearing a black hat, walked out of the alley with a group of lackeys in suits. How many hot-blooded men were envious of that scene?
Li Ya walked to the door of an electronic door, pressed the video call button, and said softly: "Boss, Mr. Lu is here."
Ka …
The electronic door opened, and Li Ya stood at the side and made an inviting gesture.
Lu Gong was fearless as he strode in.
Fang Yan thanked Li Ya and followed her into the room.
This was a room that was so spacious that it was a little unreasonable. The entire room was about a thousand square meters in size. There were no bookshelves filled with books, no computers, phones, and other electronic office equipment.
The walls were all painted silver. Other than a wooden table and chairs facing the door, there was an indoor golf course.
The indoor lawn was planted with lush green grass, and the ceiling was transparent. When he raised his head, he could see the dark clouds rolling in the sky.
A middle-aged man wearing a polo shirt stood in the middle of the lawn, holding a club with both hands and preparing to hit the ball.
Bang!
With a graceful upward stroke, the small white ball flew out with a resounding sound.
"Beautiful." The man smiled happily. Obviously, he was also a golf enthusiast.
The man was very pleased with the landing point of the small ball, and only then did he reluctantly walk out of the lawn with the club in his hand.
Du Qing!
Fang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.
Du Qing seemed to have sensed something, and his gaze immediately shifted to Fang Yan. Then, he smiled and nodded at Fang Yan, indicating that he had greeted him.
Fang Yan had searched for Du Qing's information on the internet, and knew that he was now a famous enterprise in Huacheng. He had single-handedly established the Green Cloud Group, which was involved in civil construction, port transportation, and seafood wholesale and export businesses. He had been chosen as Huacheng's Outstanding Entrepreneur of the Year for many years.
He did charity work. Whether it was the earthquake in Wen County or the snowstorm in the south, he had donated tens of millions. He was a well-known philanthropist in the country.
However, his background as a mafia was rarely mentioned. Perhaps, even if someone knew the truth and posted it on the internet, it would be quickly deleted?
Fang Yan had also seen some photos of Du Qing attending events on the internet. He looked gentle and refined, and had the demeanor of a successful entrepreneur. In reality, Du Qing was even more charming. He looked younger than in the photos, and his mental state was easier to show.
He had a square face, swept-back hair, and wore white casual pants and white casual shoes. A black polo shirt pulled down his age, and he looked much younger than his actual age.
This was a handsome man. Or rather, this was a refined man.
If one did not know the inside story, they would not be able to connect this person with Huacheng's mafia tycoon, Master Qing.
Yes, this man controlled the underworld forces of Huacheng.
Some people said that in modern society, good families all followed the style of young ladies, and young ladies all walked the path of purity … so did gangsters.
"Old Mister Lu, nice to meet you." Du Qing took the initiative to extend his hand to Lu Gong. His smile was very friendly.
Lu Gong placed his right hand behind his back and said expressionlessly, "There's no need for a handshake. Your hands are covered in blood from fighting and killing, and my handwriting is covered in ink from flipping through books. We are not the same kind of people. "
Du Qing's gaze turned cold, but it returned to normal in an instant. He laughed and said, "Old Mister Lu is really a humorous person."
"It's just the truth. It's not really humorous," Lu Gong said with a straight face.
Du Qing was still smiling, but his smile had obviously become gloomy. He said, "Then, what is Old Mister Lu's purpose in meeting me?"
"To seek justice for my grandson." Lu Gong pointed at Fang Yan and said.
Du Qing looked at Fang Yan and said, "Little brother, this is the first time we've met, right? Why do you have a murderous look in your eyes when you see me? "
"You want to kill me, and I want to kill you. What's wrong with that?" Fang Yan laughed.
"What's your name?"
"Fang Yan. Fang as in square, the flame of the descendants of Yan and Huang. Some people say it's the flame of two fires. "
"Fang Yan?" Du Qing repeated the name. He finally had a little impression of the man in front of him.
At an invitational golf tournament, he was asked to deal with a man. It was said that the man was just a middle school teacher. He didn't take the matter seriously and casually asked his subordinates to do it … This teacher actually had some background. Was he the grandson of old man Lu Gong?
No, Lu Gong's surname was Lu, and Fang Yan's surname was Fang …
"So it's you?" Du Qing laughed. "Before you came in, I really didn't think that we would have a chance to meet."
"I'm the opposite of you." Fang Yan laughed. "I know, we will definitely meet."
"Because you have a good grandfather?" Du Qing sneered. "Asking an old man to come out and plead for you shouldn't be a hot-blooded man, right? There are two fires in your name, but you can't see any fire in your actions. "
"This is the most convenient way." Fang Yan said. "Of course, I have many other ways. However, I think this method should be the most gentle of all the methods … "
Fang Yan not only knew how to recite poems and write, but he was also proficient in tracking, kidnapping, burlap, and beating people with clubs.
As the saying goes, it's never a burden to have more skills.
Du Qing looked at Lu Gong and said, "Old Mister Lu, how do we seek justice for this?"
"First, tell us the real culprit behind the scenes, and we will talk to him."
"What else?" Du Qing asked.
"Kowtow to my grandson and apologize." Lu Gong said.
Du Qing's eyelids twitched. Those who were familiar with him knew that this was a sign that he was extremely angry.
"What if I don't agree?"
"Why not?"
"I can't agree. I don't want to agree either. "
"You wanted to destroy my grandson, so asking you to kowtow and apologize is already extremely lenient. Do you really think that a hooligan's face is more important than my grandson's life? "
"Lu Gong." Du Qing shouted angrily. "I see that you're giving face to Chief Luo … Don't be so ungrateful. Do you believe that I won't get someone to throw you off this Clearsky Building? "
Du Qing looked out the door and shouted, "Men."
Whoosh …
The electronic door opened and a large number of men in black surged in.
They surrounded Lu Gong and Fang Yan in the middle, looking like they could attack at any time.
Fang Yan took a step forward and used his body to block his grandfather, Lu Gong, behind him.
"Move." Lu Gong pushed Fang Yan away.
"I don't believe you." Lu Gong glared at Du Qing and shouted sternly. His eyes were wide open and his silver hair was flying. "I'm a scholar. I know the Four Books and Five Classics, and I'm familiar with the Records of the Grand Historian and the Book of Han. I write to nourish my Qi, and I read poetry to cultivate my mind. I only have a few clothes and I'm penniless. But I have thousands of students, and that's my greatest asset in this life. "
"I respect heaven and earth, respect morality, and fear the people. You're just a hooligan, why would I be threatened by you?" Lu Gong strode in front of Du Qing and shouted, "I know that your family is rich and has many disciples. I'd like to see what you can do to me today."
"…"
Civil officials were not greedy, and military generals did not hesitate to die. They would definitely win the hearts of all the countries in the world.
Even a mere scholar, as long as he had the courage to protect himself, he could even charge into a dragon's pool or a tiger's den.
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