Chapter 1328

The food in the Municipal Committee cafeteria was quite good, four dishes and one soup, with both meat and fish.

What surprised Zhou Andong was that he actually ran into Jian Minglang.

"Oh, Second Brother-in-law, what a coincidence. Want to have a drink together?"

Jian Minglang's expression changed, but with Cheng Zhanjun and Deng Zhangli present, he quickly returned to normal and even put on a fake smile.

"I'm almost finished eating; you guys go ahead and drink."

"Oh my!" Zhou Andong looked regretful: "That's truly a pity. When there's an opportunity in the future, we brothers must have a good drink."

"Fine!" Jian Minglang agreed very readily, though the smile on his face looked very stiff: "I'm done eating. Secretary, Mayor, you guys enjoy your meal; I'll be going first."

This guy acted as if he didn't see Jian Qiu at all, picked up his tray, and left.

Watching Jian Minglang leave, Cheng Zhanjun shook his head imperceptibly.

Cheng Zhanjun also knew a little about the strained relationship between Zhou Andong and Jian Minglang.

But this counted as Zhou Andong's family business, so naturally, he wouldn't say anything.

However, in his view, Jian Minglang lacked any sense of the big picture.

Having a brother-in-law like Zhou Andong—if it were someone else, they wouldn't just be fawning over him; they would at least build a good relationship.

Now that it's reform and opening up, the whole country is recruiting investment, and with Zhou Andong's support...

No matter where he holds office, as long as Zhou Andong brings money over, wouldn't he have political achievements?

Therefore, in Cheng Zhanjun's view, it would be very difficult for Jian Minglang to achieve great things in his life.

Deng Zhangli also saw a different meaning, but he wouldn't ask anything either.

The four of them found a spot, and someone brought the food over.

Zhou Andong opened a bottle of wine, and the three of them divided it into one glass each.

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At the same time, in the capital, Quanjude!

Inside a private room, Tong Huaiyu, Guo Zidan, and several other young people were hosting a welcome party for Fan Yu and Fan Jie.

"Come, come, come."

A young man with a face full of pimples but sporting long, artistic hair raised his glass.

"Brother Yu, Little Jie, since this is our first meeting, I'll toast you both."

Fan Yu and Fan Jie raised their glasses and clinked them with the pimply young man.

Although Fan Zhenyu was in the capital, Fan Yu and Fan Jie rarely came over, so they weren't really familiar with these capital princelings.

Fan Jie was already drinking until his face was flushed red, but he still looked relatively sober: "Brothers, I'm going to the restroom to take a leak; you guys keep drinking."

"I'll go with you." The pimply young man stood up.

"No need, I'm not drunk yet." Fan Jie waved his hand and got up to walk out.

Just as he left the private room, the door to the opposite room also opened, and then the door slammed shut with a bang, giving Fan Jie a fright.

If it were before, back in Jiangxi Province, he definitely would have kicked open the door to the opposite room.

No matter who it was, he would definitely beat them up first.

But this was the capital, and especially now, he also knew that there were problems at home; even if he was unwilling, he had to tuck his tail between his legs.

Inside the opposite private room sat a group of people: Tang Lin, Zhang Zuo, Yang Ming, Zheng Xiyan, and Guan Tingya.

"Weren't you going to the restroom?" Zheng Xiyan looked at Guan Tingya: "Why didn't you go?"

Guan Tingya blinked: "Guess who I saw when I opened the door just now?"

Zhang Zuo was stuffing a rolled duck pancake into his mouth, mumbling while eating.

"Saw a ghost?"

Guan Tingya nodded: "You actually guessed right; I really did see a ghost."

"Hmm?" Tang Lin picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth: "Tell us, stop keeping us in suspense."

Guan Tingya pointed at the door: "I saw Fan Jie; he came out of the opposite room."

Yang Ming's hand holding the food paused, then he asked: "You didn't see wrong?"

Guan Tingya said through gritted teeth: "That trash—even if he were chopped into pieces, I could still recognize him."

"Damn it." Yang Ming cursed: "Enemies really do cross paths."

Tang Lin narrowed his eyes: "How did he end up running to the capital?"

Zheng Xiyan pondered for a moment: "Could he have run over here to take refuge?"

Tang Lin stroked his chin: "Don't say that; it's really possible."

Yang Ming said thoughtfully: "Fan Jie actually ran to the capital to take refuge; this means the Fan family's roots in Jiangxi Province have already loosened."

"What are you guys talking about? Why don't I understand?" Zhang Zuo looked at the group, puzzled.

Yang Ming asked: "You know about the Song Mao incident, right?"

"I know!" Zhang Zuo nodded: "Is the Fan Jie you're talking about related to the Song Mao incident?"

"Yes, and very deeply." Yang Ming explained the matter in detail: "This Fan Jie is too arrogant, but in Jiangxi Province, we could only endure it."

"Damn it." Zhang Zuo cursed: "He's actually more arrogant than me? How can this be endured?"

Tang Lin asked: "What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Zhang Zuo laughed: "In Jiangxi Province, his Fan family is awesome, but in the capital, even a dragon crossing the river has to coil up for me. Haven't you guys suffered quite a few losses from him? I'll go vent some anger for you."

"Forget it." Tang Lin advised Zhang Zuo: "That old thing Fan Zhenyu is unreasonable; if you mess with his grandson, he definitely won't let it go."

"Bullshit!" Zhang Zuo curled his lips in disdain: "If that old thing dares to beep, I'll still beat him until he's missing teeth all over the floor."

Zheng Xiyan's mouth twitched; she didn't know Zhang Zuo before.

But after interacting for this period, she had a certain understanding of Zhang Zuo.

He wasn't a bad person, just foul-mouthed, and he liked to brag; sometimes she really wanted to slap him twice.

Guan Tingya couldn't listen anymore either, rolling her eyes and saying: "Can you stop bragging?"

"Our Brother Zuo never brags." Tang Lin brushed up Zhang Zuo's face recklessly: "As long as that old thing Fan Zhenyu dares to stand in front of our Brother Zuo, Brother Zuo will definitely slap him in the face without a moment's hesitation."

"Look, look." Zhang Zuo pointed at Zheng Xiyan and Guan Tingya: "The ones who understand me are still Dalin. After we've interacted for a long time, you'll know that I, Brother Zuo, don't speak easily, but the words I say can be realized without any discount."

Zheng Xiyan was about to say something else, but saw Tang Lin winking at her violently, and the woman swallowed the words that had already reached her throat.

"Originally, I thought it was better to avoid trouble than to add it, and that it was meaningless to tangle with trash like Fan Jie." Tang Lin hugged Zhang Zuo's shoulder: "But Little Yan and the others don't believe you; how can that be endured?"

"Of course that can't be endured." Zhang Zuo snorted coldly.

A smile that was hard to detect curled at the corners of Tang Lin's mouth: "Brother Zuo, go ahead; whether you can vent our anger depends on you."

Zhang Zuo stood up and looked at Zheng Xiyan and Guan Tingya: "You guys wait and see how Brother here vents your anger."

Watching Zhang Zuo leave the private room, Zheng Xiyan said with some worry: "Won't something happen?"

Tang Lin picked up a piece of mixed pig ear and said nonchalantly: "This is the capital, our territory; what could happen?"