Chapter 858: How have you been?

The waiter who should have led Xiao Zheng was awakened by a word, and hurriedly walked forward in a humble manner, trying to get a skirt close to the ground. But the latter will be allowed to touch a poor waiter? When the waiter approached, she frowned and said: "No need."
She wanted to play Xiaozheng. If she succeeded, she could promote the relationship between the two and benefit the future cooperation. Even if it fails, it is just a joke. No harm.
But who can think that Xiao Zhengfei did not accept her invitation. Instead, she used the waiter to tease her. It’s really unpleasant.
But Shangyao has quite a city government, and it will be easy to be angry and faint. After blasting the waiter, she just smiled and walked alongside Xiao Zheng and walked into the Tongque Terrace.
"It’s really good enough."
When the two people entered the lobby on the first floor, they were immediately shocked by the awesome work of Tongquetai. Even the well-informed Shang Yao can't help but sigh: "It's much more than my father's club."
"Speaking of the business owner." Xiao Zheng smiled and asked casually. "Have he ever been to the Tongque Terrace?"
Shang Yao heard the words, his eyes changed slightly, and his tone was light: "Mr. Xiao said this, but he did not know what to ask." Suddenly, she added one sentence. "My father never joined Lin Chaotian. This is well known by Yanjing. Why should Mr. Xiao ask many times?"
Xiao Zheng smiled and nodded, jokingly said: "You can also see, I just ask."
Shangyao slightly licked his lips, and did not know that Xiao Zheng asked this question. Is it really a casual question, or with ulterior motives? But all in all, compared with the first meeting two years ago, today’s Xiao Zheng has undergone earth-shaking transformation, and it is no longer the poor boy of the year.
Under the guidance of the waiter, the two took the elevator to the eighth floor. That is the top layer of the Tongque Terrace. Bypassing the screen, I just stepped onto a spacious, chic corridor. On the face, he hit three handsome brothers.
Seeing these three people, Shang Yao has a lovely smile and a sincere feeling. Xiao Zheng is a slight glimpse and looks subtle.
Who are the three?
It is Yan Dengkui and others who have had fierce conflicts with Xiao Zheng. As always, Zhao Chuan and Xia Houwu are like his twin brothers. The three are always inseparable and have deep friendship.
In the past year, he has not touched his head. Yan Dengkui is already famous in politics. Coupled with a strong background, and the path of the prosperous road that his father paved the way for him. Although Yan Dengkui had suffered a big loss a year ago, it is now a salted fish turning over and once again becoming a man of the Beijing circle.
The three walked with the wind and the gas field was full. Meet Xiao Zheng and others.
"Big brother." Shangyao took the initiative to meet, smiling. "How have you been?"
"It's very good." Yan Dengkui seems to like this Yanjia little girl at all. I don't know if it is because of the relationship between the three sons of Yanjia, or the indifference of the brothers and sisters. Just a little nodded, it was said hello.
On the contrary, when the line of sight fell on Xiao Zheng’s face, Yan Dengkui’s handsome face swept a touch of haze. The tone was deep and said: "Xiao boss, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Yeah. It counts, it has been more than a year." Xiao Zheng said with a deep smile, seemingly casually asked. "How have you been?"
Shang Yao’s concern about the inquiry may be just out of courtesy. When Xiao Zheng asked this question, it seemed to be a lot of fun. Intriguing.
Yan Dengkui blinked and said: "Very good." Suddenly, he asked slowly. "Before I heard that Xiao Bo and Chang Gongzi had a misunderstanding, is there a big problem?"
This is clearly a provocation.
Of course, Xiao Zhengben is not in harmony with Changyi Mountain. This is what Yanjing knows. Even when he came to Tongquetai, he had no intention of covering it.
"No problem." Xiao Zheng grinned. "How else would Chang Gongzi invite me to his Tongque Terrace?"
Yan Dengkui nodded, not much to say, and Zhao Chuan entered the exclusive VIP room to rest. It’s about an hour from the dinner. Even the owners of the Tongque Terrace did not show up, and they were naturally free.
Into the VIP room, Xia Houwu said with a look: "This kid is really eager."
Zhao Chuan was sitting slowly in the chair and ordered a cigarette. The expression was dignified: "This person is really not simple. In just two years, he was reborn from a small nameless security guard and promoted to normal. The name of Yishan is the same. It’s amazing.

The two people have the same opinion on Xiao Zheng, but one is ironic and the other is quite alert. It can be seen how much influence the family has on the mind.
Yan Dengkui slowly sat down, picked up an apple and took a sip, refused, and said with a sullen face: "It is nothing more than relying on Lin Huayin to help him build a bridge to pave the way. Otherwise he can have today's status?"
In two years, I have caught up with Yan Dengkui's accumulation and operation for more than 30 years. Putting it on anyone is an unacceptable cruel reality.
Two years ago, Yan Dengkui could condescend to overlook Xiao Qian, who was worthless. You can even play this unnamed generation with unbridled play. But now, he has lost this qualification and has not lost this. First, after the last battle, his arrogant temper was flattened. The second is the backstage and strength of Xiao Zheng, and even if he still has this discouragement, he may not have this strength.
It’s just that the sound of Lin’s paintings on the birthday of the First Lady’s Dongbijun’s birthday party is enough to make many sons like Yan Dengkui daunting and afraid to test. What's more, even now, Shangyao gradually recovers the original girl, and he also favors it. Obviously, this is the operation of the big business.
With these two points alone, it is enough to kill Yanjing’s countless pampered sons and sons.
Yan Dengkui knows that all of Xiao Zheng’s possession is brought by Lin Yinyin. This is why Yan Dengkui is close to Lin's painting at all costs. Even if he is a famous son of his kind, he will struggle for 30 years or even a lifetime once he has come together with Lin.
However, this good thing finally allowed Xiao Zheng to come across. It’s awkward and resentful.
"I see Chang Yishan asking him to come, it should be unwilling." Zhao Chuan eyes flashed, like a smile. "And when he comes over, he will certainly not be at ease."
"You must know that the name of this clubhouse can be described as Tongquetai. That Lin sounds, is it the unparalleled big Joe in the heart of Changyishan?" Zhao Chuan said the color of the face, said. "Dengkui, when we are fanning the wind, igniting, watching the game is not good?"
Yan Dengkui brows slightly and can't help but smile: "It's still your kid's treacherous. I know this is not a simple meal."