The Dragon from Hell

Night.

Chen Chuqing has rested, Qian Yuan has returned to his study, and his eldest son Qian Mingsen is standing by.

"Father, do you mean to show respect to the two people who came yesterday?"

"Yes." Qian Yuan held a cigar in his hand, and the smoke he exhaled was very strong: "These two people are unfathomable... Especially the one called Qin Feng, his identity is not ordinary."

Qian Mingsen is Qian Yuan's only son. He has a calm personality and is quite like his father. His appearance is also a bit of Qian Yuan's handsomeness when he was young.

Hearing his father's words, he was very puzzled: "But I think those two are also ordinary. Is it unnecessary?"

"The young man has medical skills and saved grandma. We treat them as benefactors and thank them well. There is no need to show respect, right?"

He really didn't understand. Yesterday, he saw that the two young people were ordinary, and with Qian Mingsen's identity, he almost recognized all the upper-class second-generation circles.

Even if they had no contact, they were familiar faces, but they had never seen this Qin Feng.

Later, he specially asked people to check these two people. One of them had a very simple background. He was an ordinary person in the first 20 years. After being in prison for five years, he became the president of Xingsheng Group and then had close contacts with the Zhang and Sun families.

After arriving in Sichuan, he made friends with Chen Chaosheng, and the Pao Brothers boss Zeng Hanjiang seemed to have some contacts with him.

But these connections were not worth mentioning for the Qian family. Not to mention that these connections were all in Sichuan, even in Nanling, the Qian family would only have more important connections than him, not like him.

As for the other person, it was even more of a blank sheet of paper, and nothing could be found at all.

When Qian Yuan heard what he said, he looked at him deeply and said, "Mingsen, you are wrong."

"Sometimes, the more you can't find out, the more it shows that there is a problem. Let's not talk about this for now."

"Take Qin Feng for example. His identity looks simple, but is it really simple?"

Qian Mingsen frowned slightly, still puzzled: "But even if he has a Xingsheng Group, it doesn't mean anything."

A company worth hundreds of billions was hyped up, and the Qian family didn't even look at it.

"You are still too young!"

Qian Yuan smiled helplessly: "It's my fault. I have been too protective of you since you were young. I have trained you, but I forgot to let you see the bottom."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll tell you this." Qian Yuan knocked on the table and said: "Let me ask you, before Qin Feng went to prison, his family conditions were only good, and he had a net worth of hundreds of thousands. But why can he spend a lot of money at the auction as soon as he was released from prison?"

"Even if it was you, if you were asked to throw out 100 billion to buy a piece of land, I'm afraid you would be scared, right?"

100 billion in cash, even for a big family like the Qian family, is not something that can be thrown away.

Qian Mingsen asked himself that he couldn't do it: "But I heard that this money was given to him by a nobleman in prison. Maybe he has no idea how much money one hundred billion is?"

"Then you are wrong! He should know the concept of money better than you!"

Qian Yuan said seriously: "You have grown up in luxury since childhood. Maybe you will think carefully about one hundred billion, but what about one thousand yuan?"

Qian Mingsen said casually: "I wouldn't give so little to beggars."

"Yes, that's the truth."

"Think about it, ordinary people may never see one hundred billion, or even one hundred million in their lives."

"If you were Qin Feng, who was ordinary before and had an average family, and suddenly had a huge sum of one hundred billion, would you throw it away casually?"

Only rich people will lose their concept of money.

And ordinary people, when they have huge sums of money, are less likely to squander them.

Even if they squander, they won't throw it away in one breath.

One hundred billion is a number that even a rich man like Qian Mingsen would not squander. Why would Qin Feng, who was born into an ordinary family, just throw it away?

After being reminded by Qian Yuan, Qian Mingsen came to his senses: "Anyone who can do this is either really stupid, or... he no longer cares about money!"

His eyes lit up, and some things suddenly became clear.

Qin Feng doesn't look stupid, otherwise he wouldn't have calmed the situation with a few words yesterday.

Could it be that his five years in prison were fake?

"We can't find out these things, but it is precisely because we can't find out that this person's identity is unpredictable. Think about it, he wants to hide something, even our Qian family can't find any clues, doesn't this just show that his status is extraordinary?"

"In five years, his identity has directly achieved a triple jump,Moreover, he still holds Chen Dong's shares, and is inexplicably related to the big boss in the southwest..."

Qian Yuan reminded him here and said no more.

His son was brought up by him since he was a child, so he naturally understood.

"I understand, father." Qian Mingsen nodded: "Even if we can't make friends with this person, we will never make enemies, right?"

"Not only that," Qian Yuan said: "I think we can take this opportunity to make a deep friendship with him, after all, there is Chu Qing as the middleman."

The father and son chatted for a while, and Qian Mingsen left the old house.

As soon as he came out, a call came to him.

Looking at the caller ID, Qian Mingsen showed an impatient expression and threw it directly to the assistant in front.

"Take it, tell him I'm busy, and talk about the project later."

"Yes, Master. "

The assistant answered the call and pressed the hands-free button. Before he could speak, he heard a flattering voice from the other side: "Mr. Qian, it's me, Zhao Tangyu Xiao Zhao."

"Didn't we agree to have a drink together tonight? I'm at Angela Bar. I've opened the wine for you and am waiting for you. Are you... still coming?"

The assistant said coldly: "My young master is busy and has no time to drink with Mr. Zhao now. Let's do it another day."

After saying that, he was about to hang up the phone. Zhao Tangyu on the other end was anxious and said hurriedly: "Don't, don't!"

"Assistant Liu, can't you help me tell Mr. Qian?"

"Well, I have a few bottles of good wine here, and I'll send them to you, Assistant Liu, another day!"

Assistant Liu was speechless and looked at Qian Mingsen.

The latter waved his hand and asked the assistant to hand the phone to him: "Zhao Tangyu, I already have a better partner for your project. Why don't you give up? "

Zhao Tangyu immediately became anxious when he heard this: "Don't be so short of money! Whatever you are not satisfied with, let's discuss it. The price is negotiable. At most, we can split it 30% to 70% later!"

Qian Mingsen snorted and laughed: "Do you think my Qian family needs your money?"