Sixty-fourth Elder Nine

  The four of them had already made plans. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant. Even though the dish looked unappetizing and tasted bad, they didn't find it hard to swallow. Instead, a warm and happy feeling flowed through their chests and bellies. They ate this meal very slowly, not finishing until after 9 o'clock. After putting down his chopsticks, Xi Wei stretched his waist and let out a yawn, saying: "I'm so sleepy, I need to go take a nap." Before Wen Tong could react, he ran into the bedroom and slammed the door shut with a bang.

  Wen Cang looked at the messy table, speechless. Was it that every woman was born to play this trick? Even a strong-willed person like Zuo Yu Xi could learn on her own and run away with a blatant excuse, despite not wanting to wash dishes. He shook his head in frustration, cleaning up the mess. After finishing washing and tidying up, the kitchen looked brand new again. Wen Cang walked out with clean hands, while Zuo Yu Xi sat on the sofa watching TV, showing no signs of embarrassment or apology.

  Wen Jian directly walked to the entrance, changing his shoes while saying: "Director Zuo, I have to go, you stay".

  Zuo Yuxi was still pretending to be calm, but as soon as he heard this, he suddenly stood up, the remote control in his hand falling onto the sofa. He looked surprised and said: "Leaving at a time like this? Hmm, are you angry?"

  Wen Cheng only wanted to laugh, who would have thought that Zuo Yu Xi would have such a timid and hesitant appearance? But on her face was a calm expression, saying: "How dare I? As a junior, of course, it's up to Director to arrange what needs to be done."

  Zuo Yu Xi didn't know he was being teased, took two steps forward and knelt on the sofa, his hands gently pressing against the backrest. His loose sleepwear couldn't hide his slender figure, his long neck, thin waist, and the curves of his hips that formed a plump circle. He chuckled lightly: "Look at you working so hard, shouldn't I give you some reward? Like what's that big accomplishment?"

  Looking at her sly eyes, Wen Qian suddenly realized. Said: "Good, you really know what the next sentence is, and just now you actually fooled me around. Yu Xi sister, isn't it not good to play with people like this?".

  Zuo Yuxi laughed and fell onto the sofa, panting and saying: "Who allowed you to be so thick-skinned at such a young age, always spouting nonsense?"

  Wen Da Shu was so angry that he almost died. He rolled his eyes and suddenly spoke in a very lewd tone, "Isn't this just slander? Who said I'm small? The part that should be big is not at all."

  "Ah? I'll beat you to death, you stinky little brat!"

  She dodged the pillow that was thrown over and said seriously: "I really should go, it's too late to go home"

  Zuo Yuxi was taken aback by his expression, but the slippers in his hand couldn't be thrown away. He said irritably, "Hurry up and go. Don't make me look at you and feel annoyed." Then he added another sentence, "Then I'll go see Liu Tianlai tomorrow and have him prepare?"

  Wen Qian stopped her hand, thought for a moment, and said: "Alright, strike while the iron is hot. Anyway, I'm late already, so I'll be a bit later getting home. You call him now and ask where he is. I'll go visit him directly. Last time he helped us so much, but we haven't had a chance to say thank you yet."

  "There's nothing to thank him for, he just wants to get what he wants and will naturally do his best to make it happen." Zuoyu Creek took out his phone, somewhat disapproving.

  This is where she differs from Wen Qian. Zuo Yuxi comes from a good family, and because of her father's influence, she has always been surrounded by people who fawn on her, never treating them as equals, but rather as mutually beneficial partners in a business relationship. This isn't wrong, Liu Tianlai is willing to join forces with Zuo Yuxi or Zuo Jing because they can give him what he wants. But Wen Qian is different, without any backing, he doesn't have the qualifications to be on an equal footing with anyone, especially when Xu Fuyan hasn't stabilized his position and Wen Huaming hasn't risen to power yet. Someone like Liu Tianlai needs to be won over.

  "Ah, Director Liu? Yes, there's something. Alright, Wen Chen will talk to you about it, he's with me. That's right, his meaning is my meaning." Ah, don't say any more, I trust your ability, just do your best with this matter. After hanging up the phone, Zuo Yuxi lowered her head and thought for a moment before suddenly giving Wen Chen a white eye.

  Wen was bewildered by this sudden turn of events: "What's going on here? I've been standing still the whole time, I didn't even scratch my itchy butt."

  "You're still pretending! What's with the personal visit and saying thanks? Did you already plan this out, thinking that as soon as I make this call, he'll immediately volunteer to come pick you up?"

  It's understandable, after all, Liu Tianlai is such a knowledgeable and interesting person. And it was Zuo Yuxi who personally made the call, so he had to obediently rush over to pick him up. Wen Chen sighed, although he had been trying his best to control the thoughts of these people, he would still be exhausted by the ubiquitous rules in the officialdom.

  Downstairs, waving at the balcony on the second floor, Wen Ze knew that Zuo Yu Xi was definitely quietly watching himself leave from behind the curtains. As he passed by the front door, he took a glance at the security room and saw a tall security guard holding a large braised pig's trotter and devouring it wildly, with oil stains all over his mouth corners.

  The night in Qingzhou was shrouded in a gloomy silence, the icy wind making the few pedestrians who passed by hurry their steps. After more than ten minutes, a silver-white Jetta stopped in front of Wen Qiang, and Liu Tianlai got out of the car, rubbing his hands and laughing loudly: "It's really *** cold, I've kept you waiting for so long, this old broken car just can't run fast, sorry about that."

  Jetta, Santana, and Passat, the old three models. Not as good as those famous car brands, but in China at that time, they were not bad either. Warmly putting his hands in his pockets, he stood there quietly, not responding to his words, and smiled: "Director Liu, let's find a place to chat?"

  Sitting in a private room on the second floor of a club, the beautiful waitress brought two cups of tea and left respectfully. Wen Jian looked around and thought that this place had a certain charm, with impressive decorations, which was considered top-notch in Qingzhou at this time of year. However, due to limited vision and scope, it lacked a sense of grandeur. Seeing Wen Jian's interest, Liu Tianlai introduced: "This Da Shijie Club has just opened recently, and Wen Xiao hasn't been here before, right? It's very quiet here, no idle people coming in and out, even if we don't discuss business, it's a good place to relax."

  Wen Cen smiled and said, "Come on, Director Bie, you're not unaware of my background, what's with the 'young master' this and that? It's not like you're trying to make me feel uneasy on purpose. Just call me Wen Cen or Xiao Cen, it's fine. You and I are good friends, don't be so polite."

  Liu Tianlai let out a loud laugh, but didn't say anything else. Wen Xiao really had no idea that Qingzhou already had such a large-scale leisure club, with a six-story building and over 4,000 square meters of business area. The decoration and design were distinctive in style, and the various businesses including catering, entertainment, leisure, and fitness were all complete. From what he saw since entering, it was clear that this place had good management systems and professional ethics.

  The boss of this store seems to be not simple!

  To know the earliest "royal club" in Beijing, it was not until 1995 that it was established with foreign investment and introduced advanced management models from abroad. It wasn't until 2000 that membership clubs like Chang'an Club and Beijing Club emerged, offering luxurious amenities and entertainment options catering to the wealthy, officials, and other high-society individuals, gradually playing a significant role in upper-class social circles.

  At that time, Qingzhou was not as prosperous as it would be in later years. People's ability to accept new things was far behind the southern coastal areas, let alone cities like Beijing and Shanghai. Even in Qingzhou, where card games were just becoming popular, there existed a business club that seemed avant-garde, which surprised Wen Cang greatly.

  However, there was no look of surprise on his face, and every move he made seemed like a person who often attended such gatherings. In fact, it's not strange at all. Although the younger generation may not have seen any top-notch private clubs, they've been to many that are even more luxurious than this one. As for the variety of things to do, the complexity of rules, and the completeness of entertainment facilities, there's simply no comparison.

  Liu Tianlai had been secretly observing Wen Qian, and since that night they met, Wen Qian's impression on him was stunning.

  Afterwards, he secretly touched Wen Qing's bottom and became even more confused, no matter how he couldn't understand why Zuo Yu Xi would listen to him. No matter from which aspect, Wen Qing shouldn't have a relationship with Zuo Yu Xi, especially in Liu Tian Lai's eyes, it was clear that between the two, Wen Qing seemed to be in the dominant position.

  This is simply unbelievable!

  At this time, seeing Wen Qian's calm and composed expression, not being affected by the luxury and layout here, and being very familiar with some small functions that even he himself didn't understand, Liu Tianlai couldn't help but feel a sense of awe towards Wen Qian, and his attitude became more cautious. Although his words and actions were rough, his thoughts were meticulous, and in the public security system, no one dared to underestimate him, otherwise, he wouldn't have risen from an ordinary small police officer to his current position step by step.

  He relies on three things: great courage, meticulous mind and ruthless hands!

  "Wen Shao, what brings you here? Director Zuo probably mentioned something, about taking down someone?"

  Wen Cheng hadn't even reacted to the title, when suddenly the door of the package room was opened without warning, not even a knock. Liu Tianlai's face changed abruptly, his dark expression turned around, and when he saw who it was, he immediately put on a smile again.

  Isn't it true that every person in this world has countless faces?

  Wang returned from outside and knew that Liu Ge had arrived, so he came over to say hello.

  The person who came in was not very tall, about 1.7 meters or so, wearing a black stand-up collar Zhongshan suit, with a faintly visible thin scar on the neck that extended downwards and hid at the collar, unable to see how long it was. But just by looking at this position, you can tell that this person may have had a life-or-death experience before.

  His hair was cut very short, with a bronzy complexion showing through his ruggedness. His arms were very long and could almost reach his knees. His narrow eyes slanted upwards at the temples, narrowing into a long, thin slit. His knife-sharp face was full of firmness and stability.

  This is someone who you'll remember at a glance! And it's the kind of person that must be remembered!

  Upon hearing his words, Liu Tianlai stood up and smiled: "Mr. An is too polite, I brought some friends over for tea and didn't expect to disturb you."

  Is this old master? Qingzhou has this thing?

  Wen Qian remained seated and motionless, but Boss An smiled and extended his hand: "I'm An Baoqing, the ninth child in my family. Those who know me all call me Old Ninth."

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