The Richest Man Yang Fei

Jiang Ziqiang also heard Yang Fei's implication, and pondered: "We can't control this matter, so it won't be so unlucky, right?"

Yang Fei said: "These are small things, but if they happen at an unfortunate time, they may be big things."

Jiang Ziqiang said: "Yes, it's just a landslide. A leader like Wang Haijun may not know about it at ordinary times. Someone below will deal with it."

Yang Fei said: "Tell me, do you want to remind him?"

Jiang Ziqiang said: "A reminder is of course good. Be careful when sailing for ten thousand years. Wang Haijun is not bad, and he won't think that we are making too much of a fuss."

Yang Fei grunted, thinking about it, hung up the phone, and called Wang Haijun again, but no one answered.

It's so late, what is Wang Haijun doing?

Yang Fei got up and said, "I'll go out for a while, you don't have to follow."

An Ran took the umbrella and said, "It's raining heavily outside, be careful."

Yang Fei took the umbrella and said, "I'm nearby."

He came out, opened the umbrella, and walked towards the front of the hotel.

As soon as I got to the pavilion, I heard crying.

Yang Fei looked in surprise, and saw a woman hugging her knees, huddled in the corner of the pavilion, her long hair covering her face, but Yang Fei still recognized that it was Chu Chu.

There was a lot of wind and rain, and the pavilion was so small that it couldn't stop the rain at all. She had become a drowned chicken.

Yang Fei ignored her, came to the front desk, and asked, "Do you know the phone number of Wangshi's office?"

The person in charge of the evening shift was a new employee. She had never seen Yang Fei before, so she asked, "Wang Shi? Who are you? How can I get the phone number of the leader's office?"

Yang Fei was stunned, thinking that yes, if Wang Shi's phone number was revealed so easily, it would be a big deal.

The front desk looked at Yang Fei vigilantly: "Comrade, please show your ID card."

Yang Fei was stunned: "I didn't bring it."

The front desk said: "Are you a resident here?"

"certainly.

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"Which room? I'll check."

"Well, the backyard, Building No. 3."

"No. 3 Bieyuan? No way? Who are you bluffing? Only big leaders from the province are eligible to live in. Let alone a young man like you, even an official below the hall is not eligible to live in! "

Yang Fei frowned, and was about to ask someone for Wang Haijun's office number.

At this time, the manager of the hotel came over, and when he saw Yang Fei, he smiled and said, "Hey, Mr. Yang, are you going out so late?"

Yang Fei said: "You came just in time, do you know the phone number of Wangshi's office?"

The manager said: "I know, just wait a moment, I'll copy it for you."

Upon hearing this, the receptionist said in a daze, "Manager, who is he?"

The manager said: "This is our VIP of Jixi, Mr. Yang Feiyang! Didn't your foreman tell you? You must do your best to serve Mr. Yang's daily life well!"

The receptionist let out an ah, his head went numb, his tone tightened, he bowed again, apologized again, and said in an awkward tone: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I didn't know it was you just now."

When the manager heard this, he stared and said, "Did you offend Mr. Yang? What did you do to you little comrade! Believe it or not, I fired you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The receptionist was nervous and wronged, with tears rolling in his eyes.

Yang Fei said gently: "She's not wrong. She doesn't know who I am, so of course she can't just give the leader's phone number to anyone. Manager, forget it."

The manager laughed and said, "Mr. Yang is really generous!"

He copied the phone number, handed it to Yang Fei, and said with a smile, "Wang Shi seems to be still in a meeting."

Yang Fei said: "Why, so late?"

"All the bigwigs in the city have gone, and Xu Ji convened it."

"Oh." Yang Fei thought, even if Wang Haijun was in a meeting, wouldn't his secretary answer the phone?

The manager said flatteringly: "Do you want me to go to the committee?"

Yang Fei said: "It's raining so hard, no need, I'll call him later."

The manager said: "Okay, if Mr. Yang has anything to do, just ask."

As soon as Yang Fei turned around, he heard the manager admonishing him: "Can you be more considerate? Thanks to Mr. Yang's generosity today, otherwise you will lose your job! Even Xu Ji and Wang Shi worshiped Mr. Yang as a bodhisattva, you How dare you offend him..."

When passing by the pavilion, Yang Fei glanced over there, and saw Chu Chu was still huddled in the corner, but there was no crying.

After a little hesitation, Yang Fei walked over and patted her on the shoulder lightly.

Chu Chu didn't move.

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Hey, are you asleep? You're all wet, you'll freeze if you sleep here."

Chu Chu still didn't move.

Startled, Yang Fei stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, the tentacles were as hot as a soldering iron.

Taking advantage of the dim light, I looked at her face again, it was completely pale, completely gone from its previous beauty.

Yang Fei patted her face: "Hey, wake up!"

Chu Chu didn't wake up.

Yang Fei picked her up, strode back to the door, and kicked the door.

Xiang Qiao opened the door and saw that the boss came back with a woman in his arms. Just as he was about to ask, he heard Yang Fei say, "She's unconscious, you ask the front desk to make a bowl of ginger soup, and ask them to bring some hot food. Medicine is better."

Xiang Qiao snorted and turned to make a phone call.

Yang Fei put Chu Chu on the sofa, and said to An Ran: "Okay, you police officer can do good things now."

An Ran glanced at Chu Chu and said, "Is she hungry?"

Xiang Qiao put down the phone and came over, asking, "Are you hungry? How can you faint from hunger these days?"

An Ran said: "I heard from the old policeman that they used to go on a business trip and guarded a fugitive. The fugitive escaped into the deep mountains and old forests. The policemen followed him in. As a result, they had no food for two days. There was a little comrade who couldn't eat wild food. stuff, I'm hungry."

Xiang Qiao said, "Really? Then it's impossible for her not to eat for two days?"

An Ran said: "She is hungry and tired, she has been exposed to raw rain and has a high fever."

Yang Fei said: "I really didn't realize that you know medicine."

An Ran said: "You are right, my grandfather is an old Chinese doctor."

Yang Fei laughed and said, "No wonder."

After a while, the front desk brought antipyretics, hot soup and cooked food, and asked attentively, does Mr. Yang need any other services?

Yang Fei waved his hand, said hard work, and said that he would call you when needed.

Under An Ran's care, Chu Chu woke up slowly, her mouth was frighteningly white, and she said weakly: "Where am I? It's you, thank you."

An Ran said: "What's the matter with you? Why did you faint?"

"I don't know." Chu Chu said, "I have hypoglycemia, maybe it's because I haven't eaten all day."

An Ran said: "Then why don't you eat?"

Chu Chu said: "To wait for Mr. Yang. I'm afraid I'll miss him when I turn around. I know you're leaving tomorrow, and if I don't see you again today, then I won't be able to complete the task."

Yang Fei sneered and said, "Didn't you just say that you only waited for more than two hours?"

Chu Chu said: "Actually, I have been waiting for you for a whole day. I came in the morning, and the front desk said you would come back at noon, so I never dared to leave."

Yang Fei did intend to come back at noon, and asked the hotel to prepare meals, but the itinerary had changed temporarily.

An Ran shook her head and said, "You're stupid, you're dying for work?"

Yang Fei said lightly: "If you knew how much money the company would make if she made this deal, you wouldn't say that."