Chapter 709

Secretary also has a secretary. After Fang Yan arrived at the address on the message by taxi, Zhang Jianjun's secretary has been waiting at the intersection for a long time.

Seeing that the taxi stopped, Li Mingyun walked quickly to help open the rear car door, protected the car roof with his hands to avoid Fang Yan touching his head, and said respectfully with one face: "Mr. Fang, the boss is inconvenient to come out, he is waiting for you in the box."

Zhang Jianjun is the Secretary of the head and a close Minister of the emperor. He is in such a sensitive and critical position that countless people want to make friends with him every day. If he is standing on the side of the road to welcome guests, I'm afraid that the people behind him can line up to the gate of Xuanwu Gate.

Of course, it's also possible that Zhang Jianjun thinks Fang Yan is not worth meeting in person.

Fang Yan raised his feet and shook hands with Li Mingyun, then smiled and said, "our Jianghu people don't care about small things --"

"this way, please." Li Mingyun made a gesture of invitation, then walked in front of the side to lead the way. The young man is very young, but he is quick-sighted and has a great deal of discretion. Fang Yan thought, maybe the best talents in China are fighting in the system, right?

Along the corner of the red wall, turn left and right for several hundred meters, and then stop at the intersection of a Qingshi lane.

Li Mingyun went to the gate of the first courtyard at the entrance of the alley, gently locked the door, opened the wooden door, and a beautiful woman in Palace Dress bowed to Wanfu with a smile on her face, saying, "please give my master my best."

Li Mingyun waved his hand and said: "our Jianghu people don't care about small things -"

but they have used Fang Yan's words to live and learn.

The woman is going to lead the way. Li Mingyun waves and says, "I know the way."

Red walls and green tiles, a traditional quadrangle restaurant, are similar to the hot private dishes outside.

Li Mingyun pushed open the wooden door of the box of the Tian shop, and said to Zhang Jianjun, who was sitting in the box for tea: "boss, Mr. Fang is here - can you serve?"

"First, wait. There's another guest who hasn't arrived. " Zhang said.

When talking, Zhang Jianjun put down his tea cup and came to shake hands with Fang Yan.

"All the people in this activity are acquaintances. Once you go out, you have to exchange greetings. Just hide here for a moment to be quiet. Wait for Fang Yan, don't worry about it. We have a long way to go. " Zhang Jianjun shook hands very hard. He knew it was a soldier from the first sight.

"Brother Jianjun is very polite." Fang Yan said with a smile.

Zhang Jianjun made a gesture of invitation, saying: "let's have a cup of tea first, and a good brother is coming --"

Fang Yan wondered what kind of person Zhang Jianjun needed to wait for himself, but he didn't ask the question, looked at the antique decoration in the box, smiled and said: "this is a good place, and ordinary people can't find it --"

Zhang Jianjun said with a smile, "it's a group of people who think they are very arrogant. Usually, this place is not open to the outside world, and they need to be introduced by acquaintances. Now, in order to satisfy some people's selfish desires, they can come up with any kind of creativity."

"It's common for businessmen to pursue profits." Fang Yan said with a smile. "All people have their own desires. If they have their own desires, some people will come out to satisfy those people's desires. As long as they don't break the law and discipline, they can't say wrong. It's just that everyone wants to be the object of that part of the service. Everyone tries so hard to live, to seize every seemingly insignificant opportunity and refuse to let go, is not that the goal? "

Zhang Jianjun looked at Fang Yan thoughtfully, and said, "to be honest, you are younger than I thought --"

Fang Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, asking, "how old should I be in your imagination?"

Zhang Jianjun didn't answer Fang Yan's question, but calmly said with a teacup in his hand: "I used to meet here, but Bai Xiu was the one who came at that time --"

"Bai Xiu asked for leave, so I worked for him for several days." The smile on Fang Yan's face is more brilliant, without any intention.

"I know what kind of place yanziwu is, and I also know how much the leaders attach importance to yanziwu. When I saw Bai Xiu, I thought he was the future of yanziwu. But what I didn't expect was that the man I thought was the future couldn't come any more -- "

" brother Jianjun is sad? "

"Just some feelings." "People who used to drink and chat at the same table are never seen again, so we have to say that life is impermanent," Zhang said Fang Yan smiled and said, "yes, life is impermanent. So I think people should keep their original intention, not do anything bad, not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. "

"What is wrong? What's wrong with you? " Zhang Jianjun smiled and said: "most of the time, people just want to have a cup of fragrant tea in their hands, a bowl of food on the table, and the position of the chair under their buttocks --"

"whether it's for a cup of tea or a bowl of food, or perhaps for the position of the chair under the fart stock, they need to do a good job. Why does the farmer sleep sweet at night? It's because every meal they eat is earned by their own hard work, they have paid their hard work and sweat, they have no fear and guilt in their hearts - according to the health science, people will live longer if they have less distractions. "Zhang Jianjun smiled and nodded. "So, they have been farmers?"

"Farmers have farmers' ways of paying, businessmen have businessmen's ways of paying, so do officials - flexible but not illegal, flexible but not trampling on the line, is this a successful politician?"

"What if someone tramples on the line?"

"A gentleman does not stand under the wall." Fang Yan said: "for those who abide by the rules, those people are walls, which may be pushed down at any time."

Zhang Jianjun sighed gently and looked at Fang Yan and said: "it's really not easy to be able to keep your heart when you are young."

"I am learning Taiji. The most basic condition of Taiji is to have Qi in my heart - what kind of Qi is that? It is the spirit of righteousness, atmosphere, Qingming, mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars. How can people who walk in the dark all day see the atmosphere of the mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon and the stars? "

Zhang Jianjun was silent for a long time and said, "no wonder the chief thinks highly of you. You should be an official."

Fang Yan shook his head and said, "in any field, I need a good man who speaks principles and has limits."

"-"

Zhang Jianjun froze for a while, then laughed.

Fang Yan also smiled, and his eyes became cold with a smile.

Murderous!

This murderous spirit is not emanated from Zhang Jianjun, but from the outside.

The murderous spirit penetrates the wall and pours on his face, proving that this man is extremely powerful.

However, people with such strong strength can control their murders without any leakage, but they don't cover it up, proving that they just want to oppress themselves and don't mean to hurt others --

"here comes the guest." Fang Yan said.

"Is it?" Zhang Jianjun turned around to see, did not see the figure of the guests.

A few seconds later, the door of the room was pushed open, and a young man in black and cold appeared at the door of the box.

Before the man came into the room, there was a fierce attack on the people in the room.

His vision directly ignored Zhang Jianjun as the master, but swept towards Fang Yan.

They look at each other with eyes. They have the feeling of ice blade to frost sword.

If a man refuses to give in, Fang Yan is even more unlikely to step back. He just stared at the game. He practiced when he was a child, but he still can't believe that he can kill you.

Zhang Jianjun wanted to stand up and make an introduction. When he got up, he found that the situation of the two men was not right. He sat back with a smile on his face.

He wanted to see how the two ended.

Thirty seconds, fifty seconds, one minute -

Li Mingyun reappeared at the door, looked at the man standing in the door, and said, "Mr. Gongsun, why don't you go in for tea?"

The man in black looks at Li Mingyun discontentedly and walks into the box with his feet raised.

Zhang Jianjun just got up and looked at the man in black and said, "Gongsun, I'll wait for you to come --"

he pointed to Fang Yan, who was sitting on the seat drinking tea, and said: "this is Yan Ziwu Fang Yan. You'll be close to each other in the future."

He pointed to the man in black and said: "Gongsun banner, the disciple of the Dragon - called the little dragon."

Fang Yan's expression is stiff, and his eyes towards Gongsun flag are full of killing intention.

This is Gongsun flag, the disciple of dragon?

He knew that the Dragon had entered the red wall earlier and became the "Xuan" ministry dedicated to the security of the head of state. It is said that there are several Heaven realm experts in Xuanbu, and those who are weaker can reach the level of quasi heaven realm.

Although some freedom will be lost in behavior when trapped in the red wall, there are so many talents and treasures in the red wall that they can meet all requirements.

At their level, they need not only self-cultivation, but also medicine cultivation and artifact Cultivation - just like some magicians in the West need some large families to provide them with countless magic crystal stones, they also need all kinds of herbs to repair their bodies, and they need all kinds of strange animals and stones to improve themselves. Who else is richer than the country's big money owner?

Gongsun Qi picked up his eyebrows, looked at Fang Yan coldly, and said, "you want to kill me."

Fang Yan's eyes are twinkling with knife light. How can Gongsun flag not be seen?

"Why?" Fang Yan waved his hand with a smile. He looked at Gongsun flag with a good face and said, "I want to kill your master."

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