Chapter 341 [Prince, Hongjing Society]
It is not easy to live in Chang'an, and there is no idle person in officialdom.
To exaggerate, ordinary people look at the officialdom like looking at the underworld in the sun. Even if you stretch your neck, you can only see a little fur.
In the early morning, the sun poured into a government building that made the business crocodile sharpen their heads to climb the relationship.
Ye Zhengrong, the fourth generation successor of the Ye family, sat in the office. Instead of making a good cup of tea, turning out a lot of newspapers and starting the day like grassroots civil servants, he quickly reviewed the arrangement of today's work tasks written before leaving work yesterday, selected the priorities, and formulated the completion method again. Law and order.
"Jingle..."
When Ye Zhengrong was roughly aware of today's work, the phone on his desk rang, breaking the original silence in the office.
Ye Zhengrong put down his notebook and did not answer the phone immediately. Instead, he took a look at the number of the caller ID before answering the phone: "Director Wang."
"Zhongrong, come to my office."
At the other end of the phone, the middle-aged man, who is the third-in-command of this office building, has a straight-to-mouth, and his tone is not high, and there is no doubt that there is no doubt, but a very plain tone.
"Good."
Ye Zhengrong gave a simple and smooth answer and got up and walked out of the office.
Walking in the corridor, Ye Zhengrong's pace was steady and ignored the offices on the left and right sides.
Although he knows very well, there are countless stories and struggles behind every office.
But...
That has nothing to do with the young master of the Ye family.
Because... For this office building that many people in the officialdom want to cut their heads and squeeze into, it is just a small pond for him. Or a springboard!
Soon, Ye Zhengrong came to the door of Director Wang's office, stood still and knocked on the office door.
"Come in."
There was an understatement in the room. Invisibly, it gives people a great sense of oppression.
Cqueak!
Ye Zhengrong pushed the door in.
"Sit down, Zhengrong."
Seeing Ye Zhengrong walk into the office, Director Wang, as a third-in-command, took a look, raised a bright smile, and motioned Ye Zhengrong to sit down and talk.
In the face of Director Wang's politeness, Ye Zhengrong was not polite, nor did he show the arrogant side of the young master of the Ye family, but nodded and sat on the sofa. Raise your head and straighten your chest, and sit upright.
"Zhongrong, I called you here today to arrange a job for you." Director Wang looked at Ye Zhengrong, who was sitting in a correct posture. While secretly lamenting the background of the rich family, he said with a smile.
"Director Wang, please say it." Ye Zhengrong greeted Director Wang's eyes, neither arrogant nor humble.
"On December 25, we will join forces with s.w. Department, z.j. Yes, g.z. The committee held an economic academic seminar together. We are the organizer, and the other three ministries and commissions are co-organizers.
Director Wang said with a straight look, "We touched it before we got off work yesterday. I plan to be responsible for organizing and arranging this meeting. You should think more about it and show it to me when the plan is finalized.
"I know, Director Wang." Ye Zhengrong quickly wrote down Director Wang's work schedule in his notebook and marked important symbols.
All of this. Director Wang saw it in his eyes and praised it in his heart.
In his opinion. Even if Ye Zhengrong doesn't have the Ye family at its peak, it is only in terms of personal ability. There is no limit to the achievements in the future.
Ye Zhengrong, as the fourth generation leader of the Ye family, is undoubtedly one of the most powerful contenders for the peak of power with the support of a large number of resources of the Ye family!
Even... He also knows that the reason why the above handed over this high-gold economic academic seminar to Ye Zhengrong's organization is that exercise and gilding are secondary, and more importantly, expand the network of contacts - almost all well-known economists in China will participate in this meeting.
Because he knew the importance of this meeting, Ye Zhengrong was not in a hurry to make the meeting arrangements, but completed all the work in an orderly manner according to the work arrangement formulated before leaving work yesterday.
After work, as a deputy. Ye Zhengrong, who was at the department level, did not ride his bicycle home in a show, but left the office compound with an inconspicuous Volvo.
After 40 minutes.
Ye Zhengrong arrived at the door of the clubhouse called 'Hongjing Club' by car.
For ordinary people, the three words of Hongjing Club are far from being well-known as the "American Club" and "Chang'an Club" in China, which will even make ordinary people feel strange.
However--
In some special circles, the threshold of the Hongjing Club is much higher than that of those clubs.
As for the Yangtze River Business School, which has been stirred up for a certain period of time, it is even more impossible to be compared with the Hongjing Association - the two are not on the same level at all.
It is no exaggeration to say that in China, all **s are proud to join the Hongjing Association.
Because... the Hongjing Association has gathered a lot of quasi-front lines**. Among them are the daughters of generals, descendants of feudal officials, and more are the children of some people in the imperial city.
In the past eight years, the Hongjing Association has developed in an incredible way, like a big net, with interests as the link, sprinkled on the north and south of the country, and the energy contained in it is horrible.
In the past eight years, its threshold has only been lowered once.
That time, because of Ye Zhengrong's words, Phoenix, the princess of the Nalan family, climbed to the branch.
Hongjing Association.
This clubhouse, which awes all sinos, was established by Ye Zhengrong.
He, known as the prince, is the first president and the only one.
At 7:30, Hongjinghui, in Ye Zhengrong's private restaurant.
Ye Zhengrong sat at the dining table and gracefully wiped out the food in front of him.
A woman wearing black-framed glasses with a beautiful face, devilish figure and fair skin sat opposite him and watched him eat gracefully in silence.
"You can talk about it."
I don't know how long it took, Ye Zhengrong stopped eating, picked up the handkerchief on the plate, gently wiped his mouth, looked at the woman opposite, and said lightly.
"Yes, President."
Hearing Ye Zhengrong's words, there was a woman of a deputy g-level grandfather at home. He said in awe: "In the past week, Pei Dong came south and went south to Nangang. It took him a week to change the underworld of Nangang..."
"I want to hear what others don't know." Ye Zhengrong frowned slightly and interrupted the woman who replaced Nalan Mingzhu as his assistant, and his tone was slightly dissatisfied.
"Jiang Gang was jointly calculated by Fang Kun of Red Star and Jiang Gang of East Star. Died at the top of Taiping Mountain. Pei Donglai first killed Fang Kun's son Fang Xudong, and then secretly colluded with Wang Zhou of Red Star to eradicate Ling Huaqiang with the help of the police.
Perhaps he was aware of Ye Zhengrong's dissatisfaction, and the woman's heart hung on her throat, but there was almost no change in her expression and tone, and even... Even the frequency of speaking was the same as before: "The only thing worth doubting is that after Pei Dong came to defeat Ling Huaqiang, He took Ling Huaqiang to a village called Yu Ding in the south east and secretly killed Ling Huaqiang.
"The reason." Ye Zhengrong opened his mouth again.
"According to the information we have collected. Pei Donglai's roommate named Zhuang Bifan is Ling Huaqiang's illegitimate son. Pei Donglai's dealing with Ling Huaqiang should also have something to do with him. The woman added.
Hearing that Pei Donglai destroyed Ling Huaqiang and became the behind-the-scenes godfather of the Nangang underworld, Ye Zhengrong's expression did not change at all. As if he didn't care at all, he pondered a little and asked again, "What about Pei Wufu?"
The woman shook her head gently, and then lowered her head sadly. She didn't dare to look at Ye Zhengrong's face, which made many rich families and relatives of the emperor, including her.
"Continue to investigate."
Ye Zhengrong raised his eyebrows slightly. However, he did not blame the woman surnamed Huang Mingying in front of him.
Because... He knew that he could not find Pei Wufu's movements and the forces hidden behind the scenes. It was not that Huang Ying's work was poor, or that the Hongjing Association's intelligence network was insufficient. It's because Pei Wufu is too deep!
It is so deep that the Ye family can't investigate clearly with all its resources!
Seeing that Ye Zhengrong did not blame himself, Huang Ying was secretly relieved. Then he raised his head and hesitated for a moment. He said, "President, according to this trend, Pei Donglai's power will become bigger and bigger. Do we need to stop it secretly?"
"No."
Ye Zhengrong shook his head gently, and the corners of his mouth outlined a disdainful arc: "Not to mention that what he has done is like a child's house, which is not worth mentioning, and the underworld will never be on the table. The more he jumps in the underworld field, the more disappointed the Qin family will be. Or has the Qin family never had any hope because of Pei Donglai?
"If it hadn't been for his father, he would have died a hundred times earlier."
Huang Ying also looked disdainful. She really couldn't understand that a grassroots without any background, only relying on a reckless martial artist for 20 years, what qualifications do she have to fight with the young master of the Ye family in front of her?
"In this era, fighting father is also a kind of ability, do you and me?" As if to see through the thoughts in Huang Ying's heart, Ye Zhengrong smiled faintly.
Huang Ying's face changed, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "If there is no accident, Pei Donglai will arrive in Yanjing before December 25 to participate in the economic academic seminar with Jia Peiyuan, and is likely to speak. In addition, Qin Dongxue will also speak on behalf of her mentor Chen Ziyu. What do we need to do?"
"I'll give you a month to take out the model and paper." Ye Zhengrong's tone is still understated, but it gives people an unquestionable feeling: "You are ready to go on stage."
"Yes, President!"
Huang Ying was stunned at first, and then... stood up with joy and bowed to Ye Zhengrong to take the order.
Ye Zhengrong waved his hand to end the conversation, and Huang Yingzhi left.
"Qin Dongxue, Qin Dongxue, you really don't know happiness in happiness - since you are still obsessed, I will let you know how stupid you will be in a month! I will also let you know that the grassroots is always just the grassroots. Even if he puts on gorgeous clothes, he can't change the inferiority of the grassroots!"
Quietly exited Ye Zhengrong's room, a sneer appeared on Huang Ying's face, and she quietly clenched her fists.
At the same time.
Ye Zhengrong got up and walked to the French window, looked at the brightly lit Forbidden City, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a phone: "I don't care what method you use, you must get the champion of the special forces competition."
"I know, brother."
On the other end of the phone, a man in a military training base, wearing camouflage clothes and painted on his face, first answered Ye Zhengrong respectfully, and then asked, "Do you want to waste that waste in the confrontation?"
"No."
Ye Zhengrong shook his head: "I will let him get out of Yanjing like a homeless dog!"
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PS: Take the bus back tonight, and it will be updated. I will make up for it tomorrow.
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