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Text Chapter 1254 Life is like chess

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    At night, the drizzle was woven into a net by the wind, shining with colorful light under the reflection of neon lights, and netting Beijing in autumn.

    A courtyard, whispering softly in the drizzle, seems to be telling the vicissitudes of a hundred years.

    In the west wing of the courtyard, Mr. Fan and Yin Bingyan sat opposite each other, with a plate of endgame on the small table in front of them.  The tea beside him has cooled down, and the chess piece in Yin Bingyan's hand has never fallen.

    After a while, Mr. Fan picked up the cup of herbal tea and took a sip, "Lao Yinna, if you fall, I will lose soon, why don't you fall?"

    Yin Bingyan sighed and gently put the chess piece aside, "I was thinking, this life is like a chess game. You kill me, I kill you. In the end, both sides suffer heavy losses. Why bother?  Why don't everyone take a step back and choose the best way to finish the game without hurting the peace."

    Mr. Fan squinted his eyes, leaned back in his chair and said softly: "You are right, life is like chess, but there is no such thing as taking a step back. There is only killing. All success and failure are in chess."

    "No, no, no!" Yin Bingyan picked up the chess piece that was put aside, then picked up one of Mr. Fan's chess pieces and took a step back, placing the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard.

    "Look, the murderous spirit just now is gone. There is only peace. We are all in peace. Isn't that good? Why make both sides suffer!"

    Mr. Fan looked at the chessboard without saying a word for a long time. Yin Bingyan smiled slightly: "What I want to keep is not the handsome man, but a little pony. This little pony is so ignorant that it ran into other people's crop fields and wanted to  How could the owner of the crop field agree to eat all the seedlings that had just grown in the field? But the colt got stubborn and kicked and injured dozens of people. In fact, the owner got angry and wanted to kill the colt.  I also hate that little pony for not living up to expectations, but I can¡¯t bear it, so I came here to find you, as long as I stay alive.¡±

    After speaking, he took out a folder from a black pocket and placed it in front of Mr. Fan, "This is the gift I brought you!"

    Mr. Fan opened the folder. There was a photo of his youngest son on top, but the information below made Mr. Fan look angry. He stared at Yin Bingyan without blinking, and there was a terrifying pressure on him.

    Yin Bingyan remained calm, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said softly: "The tea is a bit cold, but I haven't had this top-quality Dahongpao for a long time. Even if it is cold, it can't cover up the supreme arrogance in the tea.  "

    Yin Bingyan spent his life in the officialdom, and finally became a high official in the border areas, controlling the life and death of countless people.  The coercive aura of Old Man Fan had no impact on him at all.

    Mr. Fan's aura suddenly disappeared, "Okay, I don't have to pursue the Hongmei matter. But whether your little pony is dead or alive, you can only figure it out yourself."

    Yin Bingyan didn't seem to hear what Old Man Fan said, and said to himself: "I heard that kid from Hongyi joined more than a dozen juniors to set up a new company in Dahua, and wanted to take over the railway freight yard.  We also want to build a freight terminal at Hongshui River, intending to monopolize Dahua¡¯s transportation channels"

    Old Man Fan picked up the tea cup and drank the tea without saying a word.  He had long known that Yin Bingyan must have some kind of bargaining chip in his hand when he came to meet him this time.  When he received Fan Hongyi's call, he understood that Yin Bingyan was stuck on the Dahua Railway freight yard construction and approval documents just because he wanted to use him as a bargaining chip in exchange.  In fact, it doesn't matter. For the benefit of the Fan family, he can not pursue the matter of Yin Qi almost killing Fan Hongmei.  Anyway, if Yin Qi committed such a big case, it is not something that the current Yin family can keep.  But he never expected that his youngest son's handle would also be in Yin Bingyan's hands, which forced him to consider the seriousness of the matter.

    Although the Yin family is now in decline, it is not as good as before, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. If he wants to really break his face, Yin Bingyan will never care about whether the fish or the net is broken.  In the end, both sides suffered losses, which was not the result he wanted.

    Yin Bingyan looked at the endgame in front of him without saying a word, waiting for Old Man Fan's decision.  He was also confident that Old Man Fan would compromise.  After all, the Fan family is now made of porcelain, and they are made of earthenware jars. Smart people will not touch earthenware jars with porcelain.

    Sure enough, Old Man Fan was silent for a while and said, "I can say something about your little pony, but I can't guarantee whether I can save his life."

    Yin Bingyan smiled slightly, picked up the black pocket next to him and stood up, "Lao Fan, let's talk about it again when we have time!"

    After saying that, he turned around and left. Since Old Man Fan agreed to come forward, Yin Qi's life was saved.  After all, with Old Man Fan's current status, if he says that Yin Qi dies in the end, it will be a slap in his old face again. Such a thing, the old guy will never let it happen.

    Yin Bingyan left the courtyard and went to the parking lot outside.An Audi car, Yin Zhengshen and Yin Mingquan were both in the car.

    "Dad, how are you?" Yin Mingquan asked anxiously.

    Yin Bingyan said: "Let's put down the construction and approval documents for Dahua's railway freight yard tomorrow."

    Yin Mingquan was happy, but Yin Zhengshen had no expression on his face. He just nodded and said: "I know!"

    Yin Bingyan glanced at Yin Mingquan and sighed in his heart.  Among his four sons, Yin Yuxuan has the best qualifications. If Yang Luo had not been forced to abdicate due to the blow he suffered in Yunnan, he would have been the most promising to enter the Politburo.  As for Yin Zhengshen, although he is okay, he does things fairly and lacks too much in the way of tactics. What he has is just some cleverness.  Even if he spends all the current resources of the Yin family on Yin Zhengshen, there is probably no possibility of progress.  As for Yin Mingquan, the good word is that he has great ambition and talent, but the bad word is that he can't hold up the wall. Being able to sit in the position of deputy director of the National Development and Reform Commission is probably the limit.

    Finally, there is his youngest son who was lost since he was a child, now named Pei Lianyong.  He once had great expectations for Pei Lianyong, even higher than those of Yin Yuxuan at that time.  He once thought that as long as the opportunity came, he would allocate all the resources of the Yin family to Pei Lianyong and promote Pei Lianyong to the Politburo.  This idea became even stronger after he and Yin Yuxuan were forced to abdicate by Yang Luo.  But plans never change quickly. What Pei Lianyong did in the matter of Yin Qi made him understand that this young son had no feelings at all for the Yin family and his father, and even hated him deeply.

    His heart felt cold, and it hurt so much that it penetrated his bones, but there was nothing he could do.  This is fate. The Yin family is destined to decline. He can only admit this fact.  I hope that while he is alive, he can stabilize the turbulent Yin family and preserve everything that exists. I hope that Yin Xiaolu can hold up the banner of the Yin family in the future.

    "Dad, what are you thinking about?" Yin Mingquan asked cautiously when he saw that Yin Bingyan hadn't spoken for a long time.

    Yin Bingyan took a deep breath and said, "Seriously, the interests of the Dahua Railway Freight Yard can be given to the Fan family, so that old guy Fan Xia'an can contribute more to Yin Qi's affairs."

    Yin Zhengshen nodded: "I understand!"

    At around five o¡¯clock in the afternoon the next day, Yang Luo and the others boarded a plane flying to Beijing.  When they arrived in Beijing, the lights were already on.

    After leaving the airport, Yang Luo looked at the ghost fox and said, "You guys go find Huang Xinxin and the others, spend a few days in Beijing, and wait until the international gangsters in the country are cleared out, then go back to their homes and find their mothers. After the New Year,  I'll let you know where to meet."

    Dan Enen blinked his big eyes and asked, "Where are you going?"

    Yang Luo said: "I have something to do."

    Dan Enen pouted and said, "I don't want to go back to Nanjing."

    Yang Luo chuckled: "If you don't want to go back, don't go back. I didn't push you back."

    Dan Enen smiled happily, holding the ghost fox with one hand and the snow angel with the other before walking away.  Song Wei pulled Yan Meng and jumped behind them, getting into two taxis.

    Li Tao said: "Let's go too, find a place to stay first, and then go out to find girls."

    Yang Luo said with a smile: "That's right. After all, you are also the second generation of rich people now. The first generation of rich people should spend their good time clubbing and picking up girls, and then go on to do evil and cause trouble. Only then will they be worthy of you."  Identity."

    "Fuck!" More than a dozen people raised their middle fingers at Yang Luo, and then said in unison: "This is what you, a second-generation official, should do." Then more than a dozen people wandered towards the taxi parked not far away.  .

    Yang Luo chuckled, squatted there and smoked a cigarette, then took a taxi and left.

    In the Xidan underground passage, a twenty-six or seven-year-old young man was wandering back and forth in the passage.

    This guy has a thin body, wears a wrinkled cheap suit, has a mustache on his chin, holds a canvas bag in his arms, looks around with a sly look, and looks very wretched.

    At this time, two migrant workers on the opposite side, covered with dust and lime, came over. The guy's eyes lit up, and he ran over in a few steps, blocking the way of the two migrant workers, and then mysteriously took out a bag from his pocket.  Zhang CD began to introduce.

    The two migrant workers looked at the guy with strange eyes. One of them smiled and said, "Brother, who would buy this thing now? I have a laptop and I can look at it when I get home."

    The wretched guy didn't give up: "I said, two brothers, look who this is, Wu_Tenglan, it's out of print, you can't find it online, and the CD is clear, you can even count the number of hairs."  , and this is not expensive, it only costs five"

    This guy is still talking eloquently, his shouldersSuddenly he was patted, and a very cold voice came from behind.

    "police!"

    The two migrant workers ran away, cursing in their hearts.  Damn, I'm so unlucky to meet a guy selling pornographic discs.  They didn't buy it, and they didn't want to buy it, but after all, the police saw them with that guy. They couldn't explain it even if they wanted to, so they had no choice but to run away.  I was still thinking in my mind that if I saw that guy in the future, I would definitely beat him up.

    The wretched guy was not slow to react. He threw away the canvas bag in his hand and ran away. But before he could run a few steps, he was grabbed by the shoulder and struggled for a while without breaking free.  This guy was quite a bachelor, so he turned around and knelt down with a plop, and said with tears in his eyes.

    "Brother policeman, uncle policeman, grandpa policeman, my wife just gave birth to a baby and I have no money to buy milk powder. I have no choice but to do so. And this is the first time. I promise I will never do it again"

    This guy cried very sadly and spoke very sadly. He was so moved by himself, but the policeman was indifferent and said nothing.

    The guy slowly raised his head and was stunned for a moment when he saw the man who claimed to be a policeman. Then he jumped up on the ground and laughed.

    "Boss, you finally showed up. I'm almost starving to death."

    Recommended article: "Emperor's Mausoleum" by Xiao Xiao Qing Snake.  "The Evil Lord of the World" Nuo Xiaolou.  "Perspective Master in the City" author: Ye Dugu.  Author of "Three Kingdoms: Conquest of the World": Killers are all cold
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