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The owner of the harbor edifice, "God of Wealth Jia", seemed to have received the news early on. When Houyi and company arrived at the office of the harbor edifice, the God of Wealth Jia had already arranged everything.

He ordered his trusted aides to bring Yi's group into the VIP conference room. As Yi walked, he looked at the interior structure and staff in the harbor.

In the meeting room, Jia Qi Shen's face was full of smiles, and his greasy face was covered in small potholes. A short and fat body with a huge beer belly was exposed in the middle of the room. The buttons on the white shirt were stretched out to the point where it almost fell off.

"Aiya, aiya, the empress! I look forward to the stars and the moon, but I've brought you here. Tsk tsk, how handsome! There is such a beautiful person in this world, welcome! Warmly welcome! "

The God of Fortune moved his short stature and quickly stomped to Cheng Yi's side. He extended his greasy, short hand in an attempt to shake hands. His flattering expression could not be more obvious.

Hou Chengyi moved aside in disgust and looked at the decorations on the wall.

Indeed, the face of a rich person. The paintings on the walls were all in the style of a rich person.

The God of Fortune felt awkward as his hand hovered in the air, the smile on his face somewhat stiff.

Now you embarrass me. I'll make you look good later. Young master, you don't know anything, yet you want to act like a big boss here. If you don't look at the money in your pocket, I won't care about you.

Thinking of this, Jia Qi Shen felt much better.

Seeing this delicate situation, Zhang De took a step forward and held Jia Qi Shen's hand.

"CEO Jia, I've heard a lot about you. Our young master even told me about you in the car. He said that you had a big plan and a big heart. "Under such a dangerous situation, you were able to survive the crisis and buy the entire Hong Kong city skyscraper. That is truly a brilliant feat."

Zhang De said these fake words without any change in his expression. He had seen this kind of situation too many times and had already gotten used to it.

Listening to Zhang De's hearty praise, the God of Fortune had a face full of satisfaction and pride, but his words were especially humble.

"Not at all. I'm not as good as the later mister in praising me. It's just a coincidence, so I only made a small profit."

As he said so, he arranged everyone into their seats and served them tea.

During the negotiations, the God of Fortune had constantly talked to the right and left, constantly delaying his time at Tai Chi to not state the final result. Time passed and the negotiation had reached a stalemate.

HouChengyi looked at the Rolex on his wrist and became a bit impatient. Originally, he disdained wasting time with these stupid dogs and decided to end the battle quickly.

"Mister Jia, I remember that you have another young master who has an elegant demeanor and an exceptional temperament! And he's a top student at a foreign business school. Why didn't I see him this time? " Zhang De asked casually.

Hearing Zhang De praising his son, Jia Qi Shen's smile became even more vulgar. His originally chubby face was now scrunched up to look like a huge rat.

"Yes, yes. My son is so untalented, yet he still causes me to worry about him so much. This child inherited my looks and temperament, and has a peerless reputation in the school and in the school circles as a beautiful man. This kid has a good sense of business. He recently went to the United States to invest and hasn't come back yet. "

The God of Fortune said while shaking his head.

"Oh? To the United States? Someone who could make the noble young master act personally must be someone big. I'm really interested. " Hou Chengyi casually asked as he turned the ring on his finger.