Tianzihao Xiaobailian

Huating City.

It was the time when there was a lot of turmoil outside, but inside a hardcover apartment in the city center, everything was peaceful.

Yan Guotao, who stands at the highest point among the underground forces in the Yangtze River Delta, is making tea with a smile. His technique is extremely sophisticated, and his movements are smooth and flowing. The tea set is also the best purple sand pot. There are four cups, and the water column pours down into the cups impartially Inside, no more, no less, [-]% full.

"Old Yan still knows how to enjoy life, making tea, raising birds and fishing, enjoying his old age peacefully, what a blessing."

A middle-aged man sitting opposite Yan Guotao smiled warmly, feeling a little emotional. He picked up the teacup and breathed slowly, his eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at a man in a wheelchair next to him, his eyes flickering.

"When people get old, when they have nothing to do, they think of being arty. This tea-making skill has been practiced for more than ten years. The outsider and the insider can say hello, but the tea still doesn't taste good after drinking it."

Yan Guotao smiled softly, looked at the gloomy man sitting in the wheelchair who said nothing, and said softly: "Donghu, don't worry, there should be news about this meeting, I'll make it clear, your people will definitely Losing part, life and death are hard to say, but it is a foregone conclusion to be controlled by Chu Chengwu, but the situation is still optimistic. Xue Ju is not an outsider. Let him come over today, and everyone will coordinate this matter together. It is unrealistic to remove the Chu family all at once. But it’s okay to hit slowly.”

Yang Donghu, who had secretly reconciled with Yan Guotao after rushing to Huating from Jinling, pressed his lips tightly, stretched out his hand, and gently touched his heart. On the wheelchair, he said in a low voice: "Thank you, Mr. Yan, and Bureau Xue. After this matter is over, Donghu will definitely thank you."

Yan Guotao smiled and waved his hands, calmly, looked at Xue Haiyang, the deputy director of the Huating Public Security Bureau, who had been refusing to make a clear statement after entering the door, hesitated for a while, because he knew everything about each other, and he had no scruples when speaking, straight to the point: "Bureau Xue, Donghu and I have known each other for many years, it is considered a year-end friendship, I have to get back in his affairs, and I hope the city bureau will do more in this regard."

Xue Haiyang smiled lightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip. It really was good tea. He sighed lightly, pretending to be apologetic: "Old Yan, you know my situation. I have a lot of work pressure. There are also slight differences in the direction of work, and the murder case you mentioned is also untenable in some aspects, without evidence, even if I have the heart, it will be difficult to handle."

"I got the news that Director Lin should make some moves recently. In this period, he probably won't embarrass you. Bureau Xue, there is still a good chance that you will remove this adverb. We can let go of the murder case and suppress it. An old friend for so many years, it shouldn't be difficult for you to withstand the pressure from certain aspects for me, right?"

Yan Guotao said softly, his narrowed eyes were full of playfulness.

"Today's commotion is a bit loud, and I will ask the secretary below for instructions later."

Xue Haiyang frowned, touched his chin, and continued: "The Chu family is not a soft persimmon that can be squeezed. Although you used Brother Donghu's hand to attack the Chu family this time, there is a possibility that you will not be suspected afterwards. It’s very small, if some comrades who are close to the Chu family exert pressure, it is very likely that we will be passive in the work of our city bureau.”

Yan Guotao was still smiling, without explaining anything, stretched out his hand, and said softly, "Drink tea, drink tea."

Yang Donghu's phone rang suddenly.

The Jinling Slender Tiger sitting in a wheelchair took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and then turned the wheelchair to the balcony to answer the phone.

Xue Haiyang watched Yang Donghu's back disappear with gentle eyes, his smile gradually subsided, and finally he leaned forward, frowned and said, "What's the situation?"

"Resist the pressure, I'm going to knock on the Chu family recently, you arrange a time, I will meet with Secretary Fang, Bureau Xue, the adverb above your head should have been removed a long time ago."

Yan Guotao said lightly, took a sip of tea, and spoke calmly.

Xue Haiyang glanced towards the balcony subconsciously, and whispered: "Recently, the leadership team in the city is not very calm, and it may not be convenient to meet with Secretary Fang, so leave this matter to me to communicate, Lao Yan, a Chu family can Suppress it, but now Miss Xia in the capital is here, this time period is very sensitive, what is the relationship between the Xia family and the squad leader of the leadership team, you can't understand, when the next election, the squad leader still has a great chance."

Yan Guotao moved his mouth, and said softly: "Don't worry, the Xia family will not interfere in this matter. Miss Xia understands that as long as the Chu family is still there, she will not intervene excessively, and Secretary Fang can also borrow this time." Use the machine to hit the opponent and give a warning, don't let them come out and bite people."

Xue Haiyang sighed, pointed at Yan Guotao fiercely with his hand, and said helplessly, "I'll try it first, and then tell me after you have done everything. Old Yan, this hand cuts first and then plays. It's not authentic."

Yan Guotao chuckled, and said calmly: "Let's not take this as an example. Recently, I collected a painting by Qi Baishi, and I don't know how to appreciate it if I keep it here. You can take it to Secretary Fang later, and do what you like."

Xue Haiyang saw that Yang Donghu had finished his phone call and returned to his smiling posture. He looked at his watch and saw that it was already two o'clock in the morning, so he stopped talking and stood up and said, "Then I'll go back first. The secretary said it."

Yan Guotao hummed, walked to the study, took out a scroll and handed it to Xue Haiyang, and patted him on the shoulder.

Xue Haiyang shook his head, and before leaving he did not forget to shake hands with Yang Donghu before leaving calmly.

"Old Yan, what do you say about this?"

After Xue Haiyang left, Yang Donghu was silent for a while, and finally asked softly.

"It's hard to say, Donghu, I'm not talking about you. This time your sudden attack not only caught the Chu family by surprise, but also made me very passive. I will fight for it tomorrow and try my best to help you suppress this matter. You This time was too impulsive, return me to Jinling immediately before dawn, don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on the Chu family, and I won’t be able to recover for a while, unless I collapse.”

Yan Guotao frowned tightly, pretending to reprimand him.

Yang Donghu nodded, squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and didn't want to say anything more, the purpose of his visit this time was very simple, which was to take revenge, and the greater the damage he caused to the Chu family, the better, Huating would definitely not be able to stay, and in the end A good way is to retreat. Yang Donghu lit a cigarette, and suddenly felt distressed. He just received a call. The centurion brought from Jinling is now less than forty. There were originally five confidantes. Liu Sheng's life and death are unknown. It fell into the hands of the new son-in-law of the Chu family, and the other one was trapped in the resurrection bar by a big fool, and there were only three left. If you play this one tonight, you will lose [-] if you kill one thousand enemies Yes, Yang Donghu smoked heavily, and suddenly laughed at himself, the hatred and resentment in his eyes became more and more obvious, his son is gone, so why do he need a family business?

"Old Yan, can you get me a copy of the file called Wang Fuxing?"

Yang Donghu said softly.

Yan Guotao froze for a moment, nodded, and said calmly, "I'll send someone to investigate, and I'll send you to Jinling after sorting it out."

Yang Donghu nodded, then took his leave and left.

Less than 10 minutes after Yang Donghu left, Liang Jingyu, who was acting as the number one killer by Yan Guotao's side, went upstairs quietly. He entered the room with a small square box in his hand, and saw a glass of wine on the table. After taking the touched tea and drinking it in one gulp, he sat on the sofa with his buttocks, his voice was still charming and soft, and said softly: "I missed it."

Yan Guotao frowned slightly, his gloomy expression disappeared in a flash, and he sat on the sofa again, and said indifferently: "That kid's life is very hard, is this the second time?"

Liang Jingyu didn't speak, but tilted his head while resting his cheeks, thoughtful.

"Hatred is indeed one of the things that can make people lose their minds. Yang Donghu said that since his son is dead, he must take down the Chu family and see if his good 'daughter-in-law' is really juicy. This guy has two legs. Although crippled, she is still full of energy. She plans to breed a seed for her daughter-in-law. If the Chu family really collapses, those pretty women will fall into his hands. Giving a reward to my subordinates, tsk tsk, once my son dies, this so-called Jinling skinny tiger will not only show its fangs, but also its bestial nature."

Yan Guotao sighed, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Are you interested too?"

Liang Jingyu said in a thin voice.

Yan Guotao smiled casually, shook his head, and said to himself, "If there is a day, the mother and daughter of the Chu family can stay and present them as toys, or stay with them to entertain guests. It's a good choice."

Liang Jingyu frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Yan Guotao also seemed to realize that he had said too much. He waved his hand, his face returned to normal, and said quietly: "Since Yang Donghu gave us a big gift, why don't we accept it? The Chu family is too busy to take care of themselves now, you go Send someone to take over all the land, I want [-]% of the shares for the big ones, and [-]% for the smaller ones."

Just as Liang Jingyu was about to leave, Yan Guotao stopped him and ordered softly: "Remember not to conflict with the Chu family for the time being."

Liang Jingyu nodded silently and left quietly.

Yan Guotao rested his eyes on the sofa for a long while, then got up and walked into the study, took out a copy of materials that could have been given to Yang Donghu just now but was not given to him from the drawer, a stack of A4 papers, densely packed, all related to Yan Guotao narrowed his eyes, quickly flipped through Wang Fuxing's information, and roughly scanned it.

Then this old fox, who had benefited greatly from the fight between the Chu family and Yang Donghu, threw the documents on the ground casually, glanced at the big Wang character on the documents, and said with a sneer, "The trash family."

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