In the golden world luxury box, Qiu Jinjiang is holding a mike and singing an old song. It''s like a male duck screaming, but his mother''s cry is very good.


    Ah Xin opened the door and came in. When he finished singing, he came up to his ear and said, "Xiao Laojiu has gone, the prime minister''s residence of the imperial city."


    "Eh? So direct?" Qiu Jinjiang was surprised and murmured, "those people in the past wanted to hide away for fear of having something to do with Yuan Shaowen. It''s good that they went to eat and invite on their first day. It''s a little interesting."


    "Boss, shall we invite him another day?" ah Xin hesitated and asked.


    Qiu Jinjiang shook his head and said, "it''s not necessary. We''ve invited him, but he missed it. You should send the arranged person as soon as possible. Our breakthrough should be silent and persuasive."


    "I see. People have been selected. Have a look." ah Xin said and handed over some photos of a young and beautiful model.


    Melon face, big eyes, is really a beauty. However, this kind of beauty catches a lot at the bottom of the film and television industry. The director says she wants to make a film. This kind of beauty doesn''t know how much she struggles to get into bed.


    At first, Qiu Jinjiang was not satisfied and was about to shake his head. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a slender big beautiful leg, which occupied almost half of the picture, and his eyes lit up.


    "What''s his name?" Qiu Jinjiang asked without raising his head.


    Ah Xin thought for a moment and said, "his name is He Jia. He has just graduated from the art school. He used to be a leg model. He hasn''t been in the company for a long time."


    "Haven''t you done it?" Qiu Jinjiang looked through it one by one and sighed from time to time. What a nice girl. It''s a pity to give it away.


    Ah Xin shook his head and said, "no, he''s still a baby. He''s looking for it according to your requirements."


    "That''s good. Let''s arrange a beautiful encounter for them. Doesn''t the information say that Xiao Laojiu is a person who knows how to enjoy and how to be romantic? That''s good for his heart." Qiu Jinjiang smiled, lit a lighter and burned all the photos.


    Ah Xin looked down and thought. Finally, he nodded. When he turned to go out to do business, he was stopped by Qiu Jinjiang.


    "Little girl''s heart is the easiest to become. Let''s not lose our wife and lose our soldiers at that time, so... You know..." Qiu Jinjiang spread his hand with a smile.


    Ah Xin turned and said, "boss, please don''t worry. He Jia''s mother has bone cancer. I''ve transferred her to Xiangjiang for treatment. As long as her mother doesn''t die, she will be in our hands all day. And now she regards you as a lifesaver. Thank you."


    "Well done, there''s a reward!" Qiu Jinjiang pulled out a check without filling in the amount and handed it directly to ah Xin.


    The latter didn''t look at it. After catching it, he bent down and bowed: "thank you, boss!"


    ……


    At the gate of the prime minister''s residence in the Imperial City, a local tyrant golden Aston Martin stopped smartly. As soon as the door opened, Ji Wuyue jumped out of the car, opened the back door, dressed in a tall and straight Zhongshan suit, a young man with an inverted Beatle, and walked down from the car.


    "Ha ha, it''s too far to welcome Commissioner Xiao!" a heroic voice sounded and saw a middle-aged man in a black suit with a smile on his face.


    The man was smiling, but his eyes were shining. He had a thick necklace around his neck, but he seemed afraid to be said to be a dog chain and hide under his clothes.


    With several rings and several pigeon eggs inlaid with gold and jade, it reveals the temperament of local tyrants everywhere. At first glance, it is a nouveau riche.


    There are three kinds of rich people. One is an aristocratic family with a long history. They have been educated by family rules since childhood, or they have been trained to be aristocratic. Such people, such as Qiao Shaojie and Huang Xitai, will never point at your nose or quarrel with you.


    The second is the rich who start from scratch, from hardship to happiness. They know that making money is not easy. They always keep a low profile and cherish money as life. There are many such people in the southeast. Sometimes you knock down an old man who rides a broken bicycle and wears a large underpants and T-shirt, and you may be a billionaire.


    The third kind, commonly known as upstart, makes a fortune overnight. Suddenly he has money and doesn''t know how to spend it. If you don''t believe the slander of evil friends, you will go astray. Or it''s that a tiger can''t turn into a reverse dog. It''s too earthy to install a broad instrument. This kind of person is now called a local tyrant.


    Yuan Shaowen is the third kind of people. Their yuan family has no family rules handed down from generation to generation, and they have not received too high tutoring and education since childhood. His father is rich. Even his father doesn''t know how to spend it.


    The dozens of bodyguards behind him are all like the big men on TV, but none of them can handle affairs, so he especially envies ah Xin around Qiu Jinjiang.


    Qiu Jinjiang''s ancestor was a great Confucian in the southeast. When he came to his great grandfather''s generation, he was still a scholar in the late Qing Dynasty. There are many staff in my family since I was a child. Ah Xin brought by me is only the offspring of those staff.


    Inside information, Xiao Yan saw at a glance that Yuan Shaowen was a guy who stepped on shit.


    Look at that guy holding out his hand to hug himself. There are reporters taking photos next to him. How can he hug him.


    So Xiao Yan raised his hand, grabbed yuan Shaowen''s just raised hand, smiled and said, "thank you for Mr. Yuan''s hospitality. The entrepreneurs in Dongjiang city are still very enthusiastic."


    "Naturally, you are a commissioner. We can''t neglect you." Yuan Shaowen was stunned. He thought Xiao Yan would be wrong, so he had to fight ha ha.


    They politely said a few words, and then walked in side by side. The waiters in the Imperial City prime minister''s house stood on both sides, bent down and shouted welcome.


    Several people were also surprised to turn around on Xiao Yan''s face. After passing by, they immediately talked about it.


    "Who is this man? It''s a big face. Boss yuan welcomes him personally."


    "It seems that the Commissioner came from somewhere, but many commissioners have come to Dongjiang city. We have never seen such a young one."


    "I came here at noon and ordered the whole meal. The back kitchen gave the table prepared by boss yuan to others. It seems that he is the one boss yuan wants to invite at noon."


    "Birds of a feather collude with each other. Haven''t you come to suck the blood of the people in Dongjiang? What are you looking at? You don''t have to work?"


    The last sentence was said by Yuan Qiming, the manager of the Imperial City prime minister''s office, but the first half of the sentence was read in a low voice. The last sentence amplified the voice and shouted the people away.


    He is Yuan Bo''s nephew. He is far away from Yuan Shaowen, but he is still related to his family. Because he studied hotel management outside, Yuan Shaowen opened the hotel with his help after he came back.


    Ambitious, he wanted to do a big job in Dongjiang City, but gradually found that it was fundamentally different from what he knew.


    Yuan Shaowen covered the sky with one hand and earned all his conscience money. Half of the ingredients sent by the kitchen every day are genius earth treasures. Many rare birds and animals can be sent to the table as long as someone wants to eat.


    This made yuan Qiming, who had been a Buddhist since he was a child, feel guilty. It was too much to kill. He couldn''t bear to cook those rare birds and animals cruelly.


    Especially every time a big man comes up and Yuan Shaowen wants to receive him, he always writes about special ingredients. This is his most painful time. It is difficult to eliminate the pain in his heart when he goes back and recites the death mantra countless times.


    "Manager yuan, boss, please go up!" Yuan Er poked out his head and shouted at Yuan Qiming at the fence.


    "I see!" Yuan Qiming sighed and walked upstairs.