Chapter 2311

Xu Min nodded and said, "Alright then, I'll go first."

Zhao Desan got up, sent Xu Min to the stairs of the coffee shop, said goodbye, returned to his seat, sat down, took a small sip of coffee, turned his head to look out the window, and waited for Bureau Chief Sun to appear in his field of vision. Last time he met Ma Lan at the KTV, he had seen that old fox once. That potbellied, official-looking appearance was very conspicuous in the crowd.

"I want to have a home, a home with a warm embrace..." Just as Zhao Desan was looking at the crowd downstairs outside the window, searching for Bureau Chief Sun's figure, the phone on the coffee table rang.

Zhao Desan turned back and picked up the phone. As expected, the person calling was indeed the one surnamed Sun. Could it be that this old fox thought of some countermeasure and didn't intend to come? Since he didn't see Bureau Chief Sun's figure among the pedestrians downstairs outside the window, Zhao Desan thought to himself while answering the phone, gave a "Hmph" laugh, and said, "Bureau Chief Sun, is it because my identity, little Zhao, is too humble that I can't invite you, a big shot, and you intend to come, but are planning to stand me up?"

"Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, look at what you're saying. That's not the case. Didn't I say I'll be there right away? Please wait a few more minutes, I'll be there soon." Hearing Zhao Desan's unfriendly tone, Bureau Chief Sun immediately apologized with a smile on the phone. That humble attitude directly reversed the identities of the two.

So I guessed wrong, Zhao Desan thought to himself, softened his tone, and said, "I thought you, Bureau Chief Sun, didn't intend to see a small character like me."

Bureau Chief Sun said politely on the phone with a smile, "Section Chief Liu, look at how polite you are. You work in a provincial-level unit, and I only work in a municipal-level unit. Aren't you mocking me?"

Ever since he hung up the old fox's phone, he seemed to have become a different person. His attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn. Listening to the old guy's flattery, Zhao Desan finally felt balanced in his heart and said to him, "Alright then, let's talk slowly when you, Bureau Chief Sun, arrive."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Desan took a small sip of coffee, lit a cigarette, took a big puff, blew a smoke ring, narrowed his eyes, and thought carefully about how to open the negotiation with this old fox in a while. After organizing the words he wanted to say in his head, he shifted his gaze to the window downstairs again and saw a black Audi A6 slowly stopping in front of the coffee shop. After the car stopped steadily, a fat man with a Mediterranean hairstyle got out of it. This fat man was the person he was waiting for—Sun Changsheng, Bureau Chief of the Xijing Municipal Land and Resources Bureau.

As soon as this guy got out of the car, he raised his head and looked toward the coffee shop on the second floor. Zhao Desan immediately retracted his head. After all, negotiating with a big shot who was much higher in rank than himself, Zhao Desan felt a bit nervous. He took another small sip of coffee to calm his slightly nervous mood, shifted his gaze to the entrance of the coffee shop on the other side, and waited for Sun Changsheng to appear.

A few minutes later, Sun Changsheng's big head appeared in Zhao Desan's sight. As soon as he walked into the coffee shop, that big head looked around while taking out his cell phone, preparing to call Zhao Desan.

Seeing this, Zhao Desan stood up, waved at him, and shouted: "Bureau Chief Sun, over here!"

Hearing someone calling him, Bureau Chief Sun turned his head in the direction of the sound and saw a handsome young man he had never dealt with before standing by the window and waving at him. Bureau Chief Sun was stunned for a moment. He was an old hand after all. Although he was threatened and had a belly full of fire, he still suppressed his anger, his face piled with a gentle smile, and he nodded to Zhao Desan and walked over.

"Bureau Chief Sun, please sit down, please sit down." Zhao Desan greeted Sun Changsheng, who was walking over, enthusiastically, and the aggressive momentum on the phone had also disappeared without a trace.

"Section Chief Liu, I've heard so much about you!" Bureau Chief Sun said with a humble attitude, cupping his hands. That kind and gentle appearance seemed as if nothing had happened. He sat down with a smile and apologized proactively: "Section Chief Liu, I'm really sorry, there was a bit of a traffic jam on the road, keeping you waiting for a long time."

Sun Changsheng's approachable attitude immediately swept away the nervousness in Zhao Desan's heart. His attitude was also very polite, and he accompanied Bureau Chief Sun with a smile: "No, no, Bureau Chief Sun, you coming over makes me, little Zhao, feel truly flattered."

"Section Chief Liu, you are too polite!" Sun Changsheng smiled very gently, but the murderous look in his eyes made Zhao Desan feel that this old fox was a smiling tiger with a knife hidden in his smile. He thought to himself that it seemed today's negotiation would not be as simple as he imagined. Whether it succeeded or failed depended entirely on whether his arm-wrestling skills were as experienced as this old fox's.

"Bureau Chief Sun, what would you like to drink?" Although the two had already started to compete secretly, Zhao Desan did not neglect the surface work at all. His face was filled with an enthusiastic smile, and he asked the old fox politely.

Sun Changsheng laughed "Hehe" and said, "Anything is fine, anything is fine. I rarely come to this kind of place."

"Then I'll make the decision for you, Bureau Chief Sun." Zhao Desan said to Bureau Chief Sun in a joking tone, then turned his head to call the waiter and ordered a cup of freshly ground coffee for Sun Changsheng.

"Come, little Zhao, have a cigarette." As soon as Zhao Desan ordered the coffee, Bureau Chief Sun had already taken out a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes, took out two, and handed one to Zhao Desan.

The enthusiastic attitude of Sun Changsheng, who was "respectful to the virtuous and condescending to the scholars," took Zhao Desan by surprise. He never expected that a dignified Bureau Chief of the Land and Resources Bureau, who was so arrogant on the phone, would take the initiative to offer him a cigarette when they met. It really surprised him. He was stunned for a moment, quickly reached out to take the cigarette from Sun Changsheng's hand, and while saying polite words with a smile, he thought to himself that the old guy's attitude changed so quickly. It seemed that the words he said when he hung up the phone for the first time had put a lot of pressure on the old fox's psychology.

After lighting the cigarettes, the two chatted politely for a while. Sun Changsheng smiled and then indirectly moved toward the theme of this meeting. He asked tactfully, "Section Chief Liu, the business dealings between your Construction Commission and our Land and Resources Bureau are quite frequent. Is Section Chief Liu going to talk to me about this?"

Zhao Desan was not stupid after all. He heard the old fox's subtext, which was that he was a bit impatient to understand the purpose of coming here today. He took a puff of his cigarette, laughed "Hehe" at the old fox, rubbed his temples, and said unhurriedly, "Bureau Chief Sun, to tell you the truth, inviting you here today is indeed because there is something I would like to ask you for a favor..." Having said this, Zhao Desan stopped, waiting for the old fox's reaction.

Perhaps the lethal words Zhao Desan said on the phone had already made the old fox fully psychologically prepared. He didn't feel surprised at all. He smiled gently and said to Zhao Desan in a peaceful tone: "Oh? Then Section Chief Liu, tell me, what is it? If it's within my, Sun's, ability, I will definitely help you handle it." The old fox tried his best to please Zhao Desan.