Chapter 46 Arsonist

In the antiquely decorated office, someone is drinking.

Over a huge screen, the furnishings in the office are simple and full of atmosphere. Both bamboo chairs and wooden tables are painted in tones close to logs. Even the frame of the floor-to-ceiling window is based on solid wood, making it look like a rich man's study in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

The ancient books on the whole wall are completely used for soft decoration, and it can be seen from the new and old degree of the spine that no one usually reads them. The curling fragrance of tea is more real, flowing slowly in the room, simple and attractive.

There are two men sitting on the bamboo chair in the room, one in his thirties and the other in his forties. From the dress of the two people, it can be seen that there is a certain distance between their identities and status.

The old man in his forties gave birth to a somewhat blessed face, with a huge earlobe and full cheeks, and a pair of small eyes narrowed up to look smaller, but there was a light that people dared not look directly at.

Compared with this old man in his forties, the man in his thirties dressed a lot casually, with a triangular head, slightly swollen eyes, a sharp jaw, and a fierce look in his eyes.

The old man in his forties put down the teacup in his hand and squeaked his lips slightly at the man opposite: "Every year, countless people want to drink the big red robes on those trees for more than taste, but also identity."

The man with a triangular head nodded slightly: "At this stage in life, money is a number, and the things you value are different, just like Mr. Wang now."

The old man known as Mr. Wang smiled, with a lot of complicated demeanor in his smile, which looked like an actor doing a movie emperor-level performance.

"Money is still very useful. I want this kind of enjoyment now. Money is always indispensable."

The man with a triangular head looked serious: "Mr. Wang, you're right, but it's not difficult for you to make money. It's not easy for us people."

Mr. Wang glanced at the triangle's head and smiled unchanged: "Lao Qi, it's not difficult to make money, but it's difficult to make money at ease. Have you and I rarely seen anything about Mu Xiu Yulin? Have you and I rarely seen anything against your brother? To put it bluntly, it's all caused by money, and there will be no peace on the road to wealth.

The man called Lao Qi is actually only in his thirties, but he is actually a little happy to let the old man opposite call himself that.

However, since this topic is inspired by Mr. Wang himself, Lao Qi is not going to interface.

Seeing that Lao Qi opposite didn't say anything, Mr. Wang seemed to sigh with some feelings: "My careless son... This time I asked someone to catch a little braid, and I don't know how much money to hand it out to solve it. But it's okay to go in. It's a lesson for him. I've already seen it.

Qi Ruimin secretly slandered himself in his heart that the dirty water on Wang Jianhou's body is not only that little thing. After being reprinted and reported by many media, it has become a typical case of social contradictions. If Lao Wang still chooses to forcibly save his son at this time, I'm afraid the price he will pay is not as simple as a number.

If you really want to break your wrist, or do you do everything for your son. Lao Wang was afraid that he had already made a conclusion, but he did not show his external posture and was still doing his best to protect his son.

In those years, Lao Wang's fortune can be said to have been inspired by Wang Jianhou. Now he really stands at a high position, but his mentality has changed. Qi Ruimin could see this change clearly, just like Lao Wang's attitude towards his old friends was probably different from before. He knew Lao Wang's character and knew that this was his opportunity.

For Lao Wang, a person who only loves himself in the end, now is his own opportunity. If you grasp it well, you will go up. If you don't grasp it well, you will be doomed.

Qi Ruimin is a little young compared with the older generation, and a little old compared with the younger generation. So I didn't catch up with the good times to rise. Seeing that the people around me have become part of the game of money and power, a kind of untimely hatred is particularly strong.

In fact, Qi Ruimin also knows very well that if Lao Wang hadn't been really anxious recently, he probably wouldn't have looked for himself. To put it bluntly, what Qi Ruimin is doing now is just to grab some second-tier businesses with people. It's not his turn to really make a lot of money.

Now Lao Wang is looking for himself. Although he is not going to kneel and licking, he always has to cater to Lao Wang's temper. According to Qi Ruimin's speculation, if a calm old man like Lao Wang really has a broken heart, this disaster will soon pass.

Looking at the thickness of wealth accumulation, Lao Wang will be much better after surviving this cold winter, and then he can rise rapidly with the appreciation of Mr. Wang.

With this idea, Qi Ruimin talked to Lao Wang very smoothly: "Mr. Wang, don't worry, now it's just a small dilemma, and the past is clear. Besides, as long as your son's matter survives this storm, it will only cost some money to solve it. It's easy to do.

Lao Wang also had this plan in his heart, but his face was still holding his father's hesitation: "Wang Jianhou, this boy made me spoiled... But I really threw him in it, and I can't bear to."

Qi Ruimin looked around and found that Lao Wang didn't even bring his most trusted subordinates. He and Lao Wang in the whole room couldn't help scolding the old fox. There was no one to play.

After scolding, Qi Ruimin is sitting here, and he must cooperate with Lao Wang.

"Mr. Wang, don't do this. The overall situation is the most important. Only when you stabilize can Jianhou be better in the future..."

At present, the level of this support absolutely exceeds that of Qi Ruimin's cutting people when he was young, which makes Lao Wang feel very comfortable to listen to. His son's little thing has been tormenting Lao Wang for a long time, and he also smelled that Chu Yin may have deliberately tricked himself. After struggling in the office for so long, Lao Wang finally made a decision that he thought was wise.

As long as you don't fish for your son wholeheartedly, everything will pass safely.

If you spend it safely, you can revive and slowly solve all problems in time.

For the smooth sailing Lao Wang, this is the limit he can accept. After all, nothing can really shake him in the past few years. After the teenager named Su Yifan jumped into his eyes, it seems that everything has changed.

It is said that people like Wang should not pay so much attention to Su Yifan. Fortunately, his son is still a little keen and feels that the series of troubles he encounter is related to the teenager who once wanted to be humiliated. Only then did Lao Wang find that whether the defected Feng Feng and other brothers or his own sons went in, there seemed to be a lingering figure.

This figure finally made Lao Wang care a little, and then did he realize that he seemed to underestimate his son's classmates. Even if he was just a high school student, what Su Yifan did didn't have much intersection with him. Lao Wang used to think it was nothing. After careful understanding, he realized the terribleness of this teenager.

At this time, Su Yifan's company opened quietly. Although it was only a few days, it still attracted Lao Wang's attention.

That's the role of Qi Ruimin. It has nothing to do with Lao Wang himself. He should do it. There are many ways to deal with the serious businessman Qi Ruimin. Door-to-door harassment is only the first step of the Long March. No matter how Su Yifan takes the move, he has a second step plan.

Ordinary people don't have many opportunities to drink with Lao Wang. Lao Wang, who has a high self-esteem, usually has many friends, and most of them are masters who praise each other. Qi Ruimin can be called here by Lao Wang, which proves that his importance is indeed increasing.

"That boy..." Lao Wang wanted to remind Qi Ruimin, which meant that it was up to you.

"I'll find a way to solve that boy." Qi Ruimin immediately promised, "As long as I open the door to do business, I have a way to make him soft."

Lao Wang nodded with satisfaction. Even if he is a little embarrassed now, his reserved strength remains unchanged. This kind of bad thing requires others to take the initiative to do it for themselves, instead of asking for details.

Qi Ruimin scolded in his heart, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Wang, don't care. It's all a small matter. It will pass in a few days."

Hearing Lao Qi's compliment, Lao Wang was finally in a better mood. He picked up the teacup and drank with Qi Ruimin: "I hope so. I've been too bad recently and plan to worship Buddha."

The people of the Celestial Dynasty have a strong purpose in worshipping Buddha, especially businessmen. Either they are in a bad situation or have something to ask for, otherwise they will not ask God to worship Buddha.

Qi Ruimin was about to answer the next sentence when Lao Wang's phone suddenly rang without warning.

Like all successful people with self-retaining identities, Lao Wang has more than one phone, and generally does not take it with him. Today, there was no one else around drinking tea with Qi Ruimin. Mr. Wang finally got a personal mobile phone.

The ringtone is the default ringtone, which Lao Wang's habit is also very successful. He basically doesn't study electronic products very much. Those things are children's things.

Lao Wang took out the phone a little unhappily. He hated the feeling of being interrupted, but he had to answer the private phone.

Look at the number, it's from my wife.

In the same second as pressing the answer button, Lao Wang heard an earth-shaking roar on the phone.

"Wang, what's your grandmother's great ability? Xiao San has come to you. You don't think you're ashamed enough, do you?

To the outside world, Lao Wang basically won't mention his wife.

Three happy events for the ancients of the Celestial Empire Lao Wang became more and more important at home after getting promoted and became rich. There was a subtle tacit understanding between him and his wife. He was busy outside, while his wife ran a family that she could take care of and some simple businesses.

Lao Wang insisted that the fire in the backyard was because the man was not strong enough and he behaved strongly in front of his wife. In order to maintain a stable situation, the two have always been at peace with each other.

But Lao Wang obviously overestimated the bottom line of women's tolerance, just like Hawking could understand the universe but not women. He didn't expect his wife to suddenly go crazy with him.

"Little Three? What mistress?"

The woman on the other side of the phone snorted angrily: "I know you have an affair with the little * of the TV station. You can't control your trousers. You can't even control a little host and let her roll in front of me. Can you do it with Wang? You've had enough, right?"

Lao Wang hasn't been scolded like this for several years. When he heard his wife's roar and his head buzzed, he felt blood rushing up.

Shu Chang... What does this woman want to do?

Fuck, this is not a fire in the backyard, this is someone setting fire!