Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 343 General Han

One of them was wearing a low-cut shirt and a pair of flat glasses. At first glance, she looked like a young female artist who could not help but notice her deep cleavage. She had an extremely hot figure and looked extremely fashionable, sexy and somewhat intellectually beautiful.

With some knowledge, I heard other female artists chirping here and said with some disdain: "What do you know? Do you know who the man who came downstairs to greet the guests was? That was Mr. Wei, the big boss of Yangtze Film and Television. No.

Who among the big shots is worthy of Mr. Wei condescending to greet him? Didn’t you see Mr. Wei and Mr. Yu’s faces burst into laughter? Could such a person be an artist? I don’t know what you are thinking. Could it be that it’s just hair?

Long knowledge but short knowledge, big chest and no brains?"

"My dear, is that person Mr. Wei?" The others took a breath of cold air, ignoring her sarcasm.

In this circle, there may be people who don’t know who the President of the country is, but they definitely know who President Wei is. He is their bread and butter, and a single sentence can make them famous all over the country, and can also make them have a good life.

Better to die.

Women are gossips. Although they stopped talking, their minds started to spin. The person who can be welcomed by Mr. Wei personally is definitely not an ordinary person. He is either a rich man or a young man. If he really wants to get close to this man, he will be worried.

Are you not living a good life? Everyone looks around, but they don't say it out loud, for fear that others will take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Leng Binghan was led by Wei Zhonghua to the fifth floor of the club. This was Leng Binghan's first time here. Every few meters there was a waitress wearing various cheongsams. They were generally tall and short, and had generally hot bodies.

, the slits of the cheongsam opened straight to the roots of the legs, and most of the buttocks were vaguely exposed when walking. The voice was very delicate. When they saw the two people, they bowed respectfully and said: "Welcome!"

Walk along the red-carpeted spiral staircase to the left and reach the end. There are brown double doors, which is the VIP room on the fifth floor.

After shooing away the two handsome waiters at the door, Wei Zhonghua personally stepped forward and opened the door to the VIP room for Leng Binghan.

The VIP room is very large, covering hundreds of square meters. It not only has a small bar, stage, sauna room, hot spring bath, billiards room, KTV room, but also several exquisite rooms for guests to rest. It can be said that it has everything.

Almost all the needs of customers can be met.

The interior of the room has carved beams and painted columns, decorative screens inlaid with gold and jade, red carpet paving, antique decoration, Baibao Pavilion with ancient and modern displays, a pure gold incense burner modeled after the treasures of the Forbidden City, and an antique Eight Immortals table.

The yellow scarves and soft piers show the imperial style everywhere. Walking among them, you feel like you are in an ancient palace.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the men and women sitting on the sofa inside stood up one after another. There were five or six people, and only one man was tall and handsome. The rest were all ladies, Yingying Yanyan, all of them

They were all dressed up beautifully. Leng Binghan glanced over and was surprised to find that there were actually two domestic female celebrities who were quite famous in his memory of his previous life. However, they were different from the images on the screen in his impression.

It's a bit immature. I guess your fame isn't that big now, right?

Wei Zhonghua first waved to the man and said: "Xiaohan, come on, let me introduce you. You two must have never met before, right?"

Leng Binghan smiled and stretched out his hand and said: "Leng Binghan."

The man stretched out his hand stiffly to shake Leng Binghan's hand and said, "I am Han Yiheng."

Leng Binghan knew that this was Mr. Han whom Yu Dacheng mentioned just now. After looking at him, he suddenly felt something and asked: "I wonder who Mr. Han and General Han Jianguo are..."

Han Yiheng seemed a little surprised. He looked at Leng Binghan in surprise and asked, "Young Master Han knows my father?"

Leng Binghan smiled slightly. He just saw that Han Yiheng looked a bit like General Han Jianguo. He couldn't help but ask, and found out that he was indeed the son of the Han family, so he said, "I'm lucky enough to have had a meal with Uncle Han once!"

Han Yiheng smiled when he heard this, but in his heart he somewhat disagreed with what Leng Binghan said. His old man is the commander of the military region who leads and commands the armed forces in the four provinces (regions) of Sichuan, Yunnan, Guizhou, and Tibet.

With the rank of general, no matter how powerful Leng Binghan is, he is still a young man, so there is no way he can have dinner with the old man, right?

Leng Binghan naturally knew what Han Yiheng was thinking and did not reveal anything. The two of them sat down at Wei Zhonghua's call. However, the female artists did not dare to move until they were summoned. They just sat in the corner and whispered something.

As soon as we sat down, a beautiful waitress came over to perform a tea ceremony. Looking at the graceful movements of the little girl, it was different from those who had been specially trained. Every movement was so peaceful and graceful, which made people feel quite pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, Leng Binghan's phone suddenly rang. Leng Binghan looked at the number and couldn't help but smile slightly. He picked up the phone and said, "Hey Uncle Han, how are you doing?"

Why did you remember to call Xiaohan?"

As soon as the words "Uncle Han" were spoken, both Han Yiheng and Wei Zhonghua became nervous. They immediately gestured to the waitresses and the Yingying Yanyans to keep quiet. They also sat down, their ears pricked up, thinking

Listen to what is said.

"Xiaohan, why didn't you say anything to me when you returned to Chengdu? If the old man hadn't called me, I wouldn't have known when you would come home to play?" A loud yet friendly voice came from the phone.

Although he couldn't hear exactly what was said, Han Yiheng's expression changed. He was very familiar with the voice that came from the microphone from time to time. It was indeed the voice of the old man in his family. But in front of him, the old man was very majestic.

Either scolding or scolding, where has there ever been such kind and hearty laughter?

Is it possible that what Leng Binghan said just now is true? Thinking of this, Han Yiheng was aroused. When he saw Leng Binghan looking at him, he broke out in cold sweat. When he looked at Leng Binghan again, there was already some awe in his eyes.

Just as Han Yiheng thought, the caller was none other than Han Jianguo, the commander of the Chengdu Military Region they just mentioned.

Han Jianguo is about the same age as Wang Peihua, and he is already in his sixties. He was originally a soldier under Mr. Wang, participated in the Korean War and made meritorious service, and then followed Mr. Wang step by step. Under the arrangement of Mr. Wang,

He married a distant niece of Mr. Wang and became the son-in-law of the Wang family. Finally, with the support of Mr. Wang, he rose to prominence and became the commander of the Chengdu Military Region. He was considered to be one of the die-hard members of the Wang family.

As the commander of the military region with heavy troops, Han Jianguo's status in the Wang family is naturally extraordinary. In addition, he and Wang Peiyuan are both in Chengdu. The two support each other and have close contacts. The Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee also knows that Han Jianguo is a die-hard member of the Wang family.

, whatever Wang Peiyuan agrees and supports, he votes in favor, and whatever Wang Peiyuan opposes, he naturally opposes without hesitation. Even though he only has one vote in his hand, it is still quite weighty. Wang Peiyuan can control the entire Sichuan business area.

Just like a bucket, other factions hired several provincial party committee secretaries, but they were successfully sidelined and had no effect at all. Among them, Han Jianguo also played an indispensable role.

When Mr. Wang recognized his relatives, Han Jianguo was also invited to fly to the capital to participate in the recognition ceremony. He met Leng Binghan at that time. Over the years, he has also heard about Leng Bing from Mr. Wang, Wang Peihua and Wang Peiyuan.

Leng Binghan's praise. He was somewhat skeptical before, but Leng Binghan's performance in the hijacking case made him curious and admired.

But he didn't quite agree with Mr. Wang's decision to make Leng Binghan the third-generation leader the family focused on cultivating.

However, after Mr. Wang called him, Han Jianguo immediately changed his stance. After thinking for a long time, he thought of making a call to Leng Binghan and inviting Leng Binghan to his home.

"Uncle Han, I have wanted to visit you for a long time. I just came back yesterday and went to my godfather's house. Now I am with Brother Yi Heng..."

"Yi Heng?" Han Jianguo was stunned for a moment. When did this insignificant person in his family know Leng Binghan? Why didn't he tell him? He still wanted to find a chance to introduce them to them.

He also knows very well what kind of son he is. Who made his mother dote on him since he was a child? He has developed bad habits and is giving himself a headache. I heard from the old man that Yuhui from the third family has been following Leng Binghan during this period, and his personality is

He has improved a lot. He is also thinking about whether to send his son to the military academy with Leng Binghan. Unexpectedly, the two of them are actually together. There shouldn't be any conflict, right?

"Is Yi Heng here too? This scoundrel is the most incompetent. Xiaohan, you need to help me more in the future!" Han Jianguo said with a certain hatred for iron.

"Haha, Uncle Han, you are overthinking. I think brother Yi Heng is very nice. A friend introduced me to a friend, and we had a very interesting conversation..." Leng Binghan glanced at Han Yiheng and said with a smile.

The two chatted casually for a few words, and after Leng Binghan agreed to visit the military area tomorrow, he hung up the phone.

When Leng Binghan hung up the phone, Han Yiheng stared at Leng Binghan blankly. After a long time, he asked Qiqi Ai Ai, "Young Master Han, just now... was it my old man... the old man called...?"

Although he had faintly heard the old man's voice, he still had some doubts in his heart.

Leng Binghan smiled and was about to say something when Han Yiheng's cell phone rang again.

He picked up the phone, looked at it, and whispered: "My old man!" and ran to the side to answer the phone. He didn't know what he said. Anyway, he only saw Han Yiheng promising something, and he saw him after a while.

He ran over and said happily to Leng Binghan: "Ha, Xiaohan, you are so awesome, I will hang out with you from now on..."