Official Immortal

When Jing Yiyuan suffered a stroke, his mind was sometimes sober and sometimes chaotic, but when he was sober, he had already concluded that he was afraid that he would not be able to carry it this time.

A stroke is not terrible, but a stroke at his age is a personal desire to get the result. Even if Jing Lao is known as a master of the generation, he has taken the life and death indifferently, but his heart is a little sad, it is inevitable.

However, when he was awake again, he was shocked to realize that he had recovered his ability to move, especially on the second day, he basically returned to his previous state, and he couldn't help but wonder: What is going on?

There are many old friends or friends of old friends that he has made. There are many people who have had a stroke. Old Jing understands the consequences of stroke and the process of raising them more deeply than others.

Regrettably, no one told him how the miracle was born, but the daughter-in-law complained a bit, saying that it was a young man surnamed Chen how and how reckless he came, and almost ruined the father.

When Jing Yiyuan heard that it was Chen Taizhong, he had three-point suspicion in his heart. Just like Jing Ziling thought, he also believed that it is normal for people who have some knowledge of Oracle to have a little bit of Chinese medicine.

Elder Jing also knew the two old Chinese doctors. Although they were all dead, he knew very well that if they were really half-hearted, he might not dare to inject needles on him as a master-there is a consequence, who can afford it?

And Xiao Chen is notoriously introverted. He didn't ask for a few more words when he came to the door to ask. Obviously, this young man has a lot of things he doesn't want outsiders to know.

Maybe it was Xiao Chen who had taken care of it. Thinking of this, Jing Yiyuan interrogated his granddaughter, but Jing Ziling hesitated and refused to admit it.

In fact, she only refused to complain about Chen Taizhong. As a grandfather, I understand everything in my heart, not to mention that Xiaowei's eyes are also strange, and there is no slightest anger.

At the age of Jing Yiyuan. There are very few things that can't figure it out. Especially he himself is a celebrity. Has been overwhelmed by many word seekers. Of course, I understood that Chen Taizhong didn't want to show his hardship.

Why bother? Am I the kind of lax mouth? He could only think with a wry smile. Master Jing is in his bones. In fact, I am still a bit arrogant: next time I have nothing to ask you. Do whatever you want. If you are willing to do it, do it. Just forget it.

As for the spread. It is even more impossible. People of this world. Can anyone escape life and death? Since there is not. Why should I bother?

and so. I heard that Chen Taizhong is going to Beijing. Old Jing wrote such a character. You are the middle man. If you hold this writing, you will get something to enter Beijing. It's just that we owe nothing to each other-I heard that Lao Huang has collected several pieces of my land in recent years.

Jing Yiyuan's mind. Jing Ziling guessed vaguely. But Grandpa refused to say. She can't ask nonsense either. Until this picture comes out. Only then did the genius and beautiful girl react: Grandpa, this is a favor.

"You don't have to think so much. Anyway, my grandpa wants you to transfer the land." Jing Ziling didn't explain that much either. "I said. ICBC Hengshan is in charge of the location. I look for Xing Gong every day. I want to loan to the factory. What do you think?"

Meng Yi, the secretary of the provincial party committee, wanted to blackmail the funds from Chen Taizhong, and Hengshan's ICBC. It's chasing Xing Jianzhong to lend money, this world thing is so funny.

Strictly speaking, however, ICBC Hengshan Branch also learned that the tar plant’s own funds are very sufficient and did not intend to borrow at all, so it did so. To put it bluntly, it is also a fate. The less you are willing to lend, the more we are willing to lend you. Investors themselves are confident projects. Isn't it stupid not to lend?

"Hand it over to Xing Gong." Chen Taizhong smiled and shook his head, and poked her forehead. "You are an investor, so you have to deal with so many responsibilities. If Xing Jianzhong dares to play tricks, let me handle it."

"Hey, don't use your hands," Jing Ziling yelled dissatisfiedly with a glance of his head, "Can you be a little gentleman?"

In fact, she has a few bangs on her forehead. Chen did not actually touch her skin, and was blocked by that thin layer of silk. I don’t know that the genius girl’s contrived action was because he thought he had rough hands and feet. , I still want to retreat.

Just kidding, Beijing Airport is right in front of you. Among the people who got off the plane and picked up the plane were not only Jing Junwei, but also Fan Rushuang’s secretary Xiaotie—Fan Zong had been in Beijing for two days. "Okay, you and your brother will reunite," Chen Taizhong came here, still because of Fan Rushuang's sake, and naturally sorted out the importance, "Don't worry about it, we will contact you when I am free."

Who thought that after leaving the airport, Jing Junwei brother and sister still followed him and Xiao Tie, Chen Taizhong was a bit strange, "Junwei, you... are you all right today?"

To be honest, Jing Junwei really has nothing to do today, so he smiled and nodded, "I also said that I want to take you to my house and sit. I come to Beijing and don't need to stay in those hotels."

Xiao Tie said with a smile, "Thank you, but we, Fan Dong, have arranged accommodation for Chief Chen. Why don't we go and have a look together?"

The place where Chen Taizhong lives is the Beijing office of Linlu. It is said that the office is actually just three renovated conjoined villas outside the West Fourth Ring. It was bought by Linlu. Although the layout is small, it is better than clean.

Fan Rushuang went to the General Administration, and there were not many people in the office. Jing Junwei followed to see the room reserved for Chen Taizhong, the second floor room with a sunny floor, and the suite between the two houses. The decoration inside was not particularly fashionable, but it inherited the old The Beijing style is very antique and exquisite.

"This Pro Aluminum is not bad, there is such a place to stay," Chen Taizhong smiled and nodded, and greeted the Jing family brothers and sisters to sit down with a grin, then turned to look at Xiao Tie, "Tie Mi, how is Fan Dong's business going? ?"

"I don't know this either." Xiao Tie smiled and shook his head, his mouth is quite strict, but it doesn't make people difficult to communicate. "Sit down, and I will ask them to make tea."

"I don't know what's going on. When I get to this kind of occasion, I always feel gloomy," Jing Junwei said with a smile to Chen Taizhong when Xiaotie was gone, "You might as well live in a hotel."

The next three chatted casually, and Chen Taizhong only knew. Jing Junwei has seen some rich and powerful houses, and he feels like this. The old houses, finely decorated, said that they have brought some primitive simplicity but feel somewhat incompatible with the modern metropolis of Beijing.

When Chen Taizhong came to the office, it was already close to five o'clock. After more than an hour, Xiaotie came to inform that it was Fan Dong who was not coming back, but the office had already prepared the food, and even the Jing family brothers and sisters were counted. They invited them to eat in the restaurant.

Upon hearing this, Jing Junwei and Chen Taizhong both felt a little unhappy. They greeted the guests to be more diligent. That is not wrong. But the diligence of trying to catch the ducks on the shelves like this is a bit overbearing and does not respect the guests enough.

If Fan Rushuang did this. In his capacity, he also has the qualifications, but Fan Dong is not there. It is really unpleasant for the people below to do this.

"You are too loyal, eat, I'm leaving," Jing Junwei smiled and stood up. The arrogance of the Jing family is all in the bones, although Xiao Jing rushed into the capital at a young age. Humanity and sophistication can be regarded as the only veteran of the Jing family, but in the face of this "overlord's treat" posture, a little dissatisfaction appeared, "I also dated two friends for a drink."

"I'm going out too, just to look at the night in Beijing," Chen Taizhong also stood up with a smile, and patted Xiaotiedi on the shoulder, "Hehe, Tie Mi, you can eat with them."

Xiaotie has something to say. Chen has already walked out. Seeing the indisputable posture, he can only silently follow behind and send out the door, but he muttered in his heart, "The young people are really more arrogant nowadays."

In the past ten years in Beijing, Jing Junwei was familiar with the streets and alleys of the city. He didn't even drive his Audi, and threw them directly into the parking lot on the official road. He easily led the two around.

"What is Bei Diao?" Chen Taizhong remembered what Jing Junwei said before. Asked it out. At this time, the three of them were holding the hanging peanuts, peeling and eating them while walking.

"It's the people who are floating in Beijing." Now, Jing Junwei no longer talks about it, but carefully perfuse Chen Taizhong, "Go to my studio to see?"

Jing Junwei opened an antique and jewellery appraisal studio. The rented land is a two-story building with two sets of upper and lower floors. Antique calligraphy and painting are also sold. The upper and lower areas are more than 40 square meters. There are not many display areas, which seems to be empty.

"I have so many inconspicuous small buildings like Beijing," Chen Taizhong said with emotion. "To be honest, Beijing feels too old, and the road is not as good as our Phoenix."

"That's because you haven't integrated into this city yet," Jing Junwei smiled and shook his head. "But if you think about it, you can know that the cost of rebuilding the old city is too high, the ancient capital."

Ascending to the second floor, seven or eight people in the room were sitting around a huge wooden table with carved roots, drinking tea and chatting. They all had an accent.

"These are my friends who are engaged in art and antiques," Jing Junwei introduced with a smile, "this is a friend from my hometown...this is my sister."

"This is Bei Diao," Jing Ziling took a chance and murmured to Chen Taizhong with a smile, "Some people from the land can't even rent a house. They live in the basement. My brother came here in the same way..."

Chapter 932

To these friends of Jing Junwei, Mrs. Chen has no good impressions. Opening his mouth means inspiration and closing his mouth means comprehension. Although all of them are humble, they are very arrogant, quite a posture that people in the world can't see.

However, Jing Tao later explained that although he has the title of "Jing Yiyuan's grandson", since he is in this business, he has to have his own * and contacts, and he has to help others. That's why he has this confession. Everyone exchange places.

Anyway, most of these people are relatively arrogant. To open such a studio, all that is spent is money for tea and some food, and that's probably the case with literati.

In short, at the beginning of coming to Beijing, Chen Taizhong had nothing to gain. It was nothing more than to feel the martial universe, the holy king made the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, proud of the world, the strongest abandonment, the young, the big Zhou, the royal family, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne. Demon Ao Shi Nine Heavens is the strongest Abandon the young world of Zhou, the imperial family of martial arts will kill the night **** God seal the throne to ask the devil The royal family of Shao Da Zhou just visited the cultural people's *. The next morning, they went shopping in the shops. It was not until noon that Fan Rushuang showed up and invited Chen Taizhong and Jing family brothers and sisters to have lunch.

Perhaps Fan Dong had also heard of what happened to Xiaotie yesterday. He was very polite to entertain the three people. He did not see the vigor of the people when the carbon factory was laid, and he smiled and asked Jing Junwei to come and sit when he had time.

"They are all from Tiannan. When you come to Beijing, of course you have to take care of each other..." As she said, she didn't forget to explain to the people next to her, "Director Zhen. From now on, Xiao Jing will come to sign and he is not allowed to collect money. what."

Director Zhen is the director of the Beijing Office of the Linlu Aluminum Corporation. He left it to Chen Taizhong that he was also a deputy, but he was busy running before and after. Even Xiao Tie had to greet him, looking at his slightly fat body, it was hard for him.

Of course Jing Junwei would not care about such favors, but anyway, it was Fan Dong’s kindness, and he couldn’t help but accept it, “Fan Dong said that, I would not dare to come, if it’s a 30% discount. Can come and go often."

Director Zhen laughed and laughed, "President Jing, do you know how much the 30% discount is? Did you see that we have menus, accommodation fees, etc.?"

in fact. For Linlu, the charge details are still available, but this is not what Jing Junwei can know.

Fan Rushuang's sharpness slowly emerged. Just before the meal was over, she naturally ordered, "Xiao Chen, go play mahjong with me this afternoon, and recognize two people by the way."

"Play mahjong?" Chen Taizhong looked at her in amazement. "Well, is Huang Hanxiang here?"

"Not present," Fan Rushuang smiled and shook his head. "However, there are his friends inside. Maybe he will come over. That's not good. Anyway, you're fine here.

This is a bit overbearing. But Fan Dong said it in a caring tone-look, no one is playing with you, I think of you.

Chen Taizhong pondered for a moment, felt that there was no need to agree, and was about to refuse, but found that Jing Junwei was winking at himself, huh? What does it mean?

Seeing that he was still alive and dead, Jing Junwei simply hinted, "Too loyal. If you don't have enough money, I will lend you some."

Huh, should I borrow your land money? Chen Taizhong immediately snorted coldly. Want me to play mahjong? Isn't that because I'm holding on to try to indulge?

"Do you still use you to pay? When Xiao Chen comes to Beijing, everything that should be paid out is counted on me," Fan Dong smiled kindly at Jing Junwei, "I will count yours next time."

"I'm still a little bit, let's not talk about it," Chen Taizhong was a little annoyed. It's okay to underestimate people. But if you sing and underestimate people in such a way, it's a little bit of a problem. He smiled at Fan Rushuang very plainly, "I don't Too good at playing, don't know how big it is?"

"Small mahjong, it's 10 thousand games, it's a good one," Fan Rushuang replied with a smile. "The banker pays 20,000 yuan for the redemption or the redemption. If it is self-imposed, the three families are 10,000. The dealer is 20,000. "Well, there is only one dragon, Dahu, 50,000. You can't touch it and you can't eat it," Jing Junwei added, looking at Fan Rushuang, "Is it, Fan Dong? "

The rules here are a bit different from the rules of Tiannan. Chen Taizhong has basically no relationship with the quintessence of the country. It took a long time to understand, and his heart said that if this is a dragon in every game, won't others lose miserably? "This mahjong is a bit big, right?"

"It's okay, I'll help you watch it," Jing Ziling said in a daunting voice, "If it doesn't work at that time, you go up and I go up, my calculation ability, that's not blowing the ground."

"Haha, a novice is as fast as a knife," Jing Junwei knew, at a certain level or higher, this is really a mahjong, "Ziling, you can take some money and give pointers behind him. I hope he can win 300,000 yuan. "

"Well, winning or losing is a matter of one hundred to two hundred thousand," Xiao Tie said with a smile, "If Director Chen can win three hundred thousand, then it will be a treat."

It seems you all treat me like a fish belly? Chen Taizhong is a bit aggrieved. Is it difficult to win 300,000? Today, let me show you guys' methods.

Because this depression was too strong, he didn't even notice that, knowingly or unconsciously, he actually acquiesced to the fact that Jing Ziling accompanied him to play cards.

After all, in the end, Jing Junwei still took a hand bag containing 100,000 yuan and stuffed it with his sister, with a smirk on his face, "Help me watch a little bit, I guess Taizhong will eventually need the money. ."

Director Zhen drove the Dodge seven-seater commercial vehicle in the Beijing Office and touched Dongsi along Wenjin Street in Xi'an Gate, then turned left and right, and came to a hotel.

Even if it is a prosperous area in the capital, this hotel is inconspicuous. It is still located in an alley, which shows that there are so many hotels in the capital.

There was an automatic mahjong machine in the room. I had waited for five people to be inside, but it didn’t start. When Fan Rushuang brought a group of people in, a woman in her early thirties stood up and greeted with a smile, "Sister Fan, today You are late."

This is Mr. Yu of a certain advertising company. One of the roles today. The other character is a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion. He is Yin Jinghua, the deputy general manager of an old hotel in Beijing.

Yin Jinghua brought a young man of twenty-seven and eighth. The young man seemed to be more energetic than Mr. Yin, but those who often mixed up in Beijing knew that there were too many outstanding talents here.

President Yu also brought a person, Ma Xiaoya, the host of the front column of the Central Platform, who has now resigned, and the fifth person is Nangong Maomao, the boss of this hotel. His name is very feminine, but it is an out-and-out. Masters, manly.

It was a long time later that Chen Taizhong learned that there is a rule for being a gangster in Beijing. There is no one around to help out, which is really shameless. Fortunately, today Fan Rushuang brought a small iron, and he is standing behind him. Jing Ziling, a genius and beautiful girl who was all over the country, did not laugh generously.

Just like the sheep driven by the sheep from other places ate the grass of Xijiao Park, Chen Taizhong commented on him that he rushed into a field he was not familiar with and suffered a loss! Fortunately, Chen today brought a fig leaf by mistake.

With a few words of greeting, everyone naturally sat down around the table, listening to the automatic mahjong machine shuffling the cards, while chatting about something, small mahjong, it was originally used to play and chat to enhance feelings.

Chen Taizhong basically has nothing to say, UU reading www. uukanshu. com because Fan Rushuang doesn't have many chances to speak. Judging from Yu Zong and Yin Jinghua's posture, he doesn't even care about this powerful main hall. More often, these two people are arguing.

While chatting, I didn’t know what to do. Mr. Yu talked about Jing Ziling's body. She played a card and looked at Chen Taizhong with a smile, "Xiao Chen, your girlfriend, do you have any plans to come to Beijing?" "

Before Chen Taizhong had time to speak, Jing Ziling already replied aloud, "I have just been admitted to the university, and it is estimated that it will take a few years before I can come to Beijing to study as a graduate student."

"Five tubes," Yin Jinghua played a card without blinking his eyes, but smiled in his mouth, "Hehe, let Mr. Yu transfer you to Beijing, what a big deal, isn't it? Mr. Yu?"

"When you say something, Mr. Yin directly read the official Dao Wujiang Master and Ph.D.," Where is Mr. Yu so good? "Five tubes touched... Xiao Chen's girlfriend is really rare and beautiful. If I sign with our company, I will give her at least three million orders a year." "Xiao Chen doesn't care about the money. , Don’t look at him young," Fan Rushuang interjected with a smile, but I don’t know why, but he didn’t reveal Jing Ziling’s identity. He just explained lightly, "If he really cares, signing in Europe is not difficult."