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Text 1888 Resumption of business

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    Kan Zhenliang didn't want to return empty-handed, so he chose two works painted by Li Keren when he went to Dongfeng Village. He generously paid 500,000 yuan. Of course Wang Baoyu was happy. As a painter, selling paintings is the right thing to do.

    After Kan Zhenliang carefully put away the painting, he invited Li Keren and Wang Baoyu to go out to eat together. Li Keren refused because she was not feeling well. She was already aloof, not to mention that she was now a master, so she would not go out to eat with others easily.  .

    But unable to withstand Kan Zhenliang¡¯s repeated invitations, Wang Baoyu followed him downstairs and drove straight to the Kunlun Hotel, the most luxurious hotel in Pingchuan City.

    Because of Cheng Xueman, Wang Baoyu didn't like Kan Zhenliang from the bottom of his heart. He always felt weird being with him. Kan Zhenliang didn't show any discomfort, talked and laughed, and seemed very friendly and approachable. Hey, what if  It may be a good thing that Cheng Xueman can marry such a person and live a well-fed life in the future.

    The wine table is the best way to adjust the atmosphere. After a few glasses of wine, Wang Baoyu gradually let go of the awkwardness in his heart. Cheng Xueman had nothing to do with him anyway, so he couldn't neglect this wealthy businessman who spent a lot of money because of her.  Dude, especially after you just made hundreds of thousands.

    "Xiao Wang, apart from being Mr. Li's agent, what do you usually do?" Kan Zhenliang asked with a smile.

    Cheng Xueman, didn¡¯t I tell you everything about me? I really have nothing to say. Wang Baoyu said without hiding anything: ¡°Recently, we set up an elderly activity center to serve the elderly.¡±

    "Well, there are a lot of elderly people in our country, and the market for the elderly is promising." Kan Zhenliang praised.

    "It's just a small business, no way to compare with Mr. Kan." Wang Baoyu said politely.

    ¡°No matter how big or small the business is, as long as it can contribute to society, it is worthy of respect.¡± Kan Zhenliang said.

    Wang Baoyu liked hearing this and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Kan, I have never been embarrassed to ask, what kind of business do you do?"

    "Zhenliang Group's main projects are divided into two parts. One is grain. Our country is short of food, and we are responsible for importing grain from Europe and the United States. The other is developing the northwest, planting trees, transforming windy sand, and creating fertile farmland for the country."  Kan Zhenliang said lightly.

    Wang Baoyu didn't understand the matter of imported grain, but it sounded very arrogant. The country is so big and there are many places where grain is needed for production and living. Planting trees and turning deserts into fertile fields is an act that benefits future generations. Wang Baoyu pointed at Kan Zhenliang  He gave a thumbs up and praised: "President Kan serves the country and the people, and is a role model for our generation."

    "You are making fun of me." Kan Zhenliang waved his hand quickly to show that he looked down upon him.

    "I heard that you can make a lot of money by buying and selling grain." Wang Baoyu asked tentatively.

    "Haha, the recession is not going well now, but I am very happy. This also shows that our country's food production is constantly increasing. It is better that I have no business in the future." Kan Zhenliang said generously.

    Bang, Wang Baoyu slammed the table hard, then raised his glass and said: "Mr. Kan, just based on what you just said, I have to toast you. Come on, do it."

    The atmosphere at the wine table was harmonious. Kan Zhenliang was chatting eloquently. He had a profound knowledge of ancient culture. When he talked about Laozi, Zhuangzi, Mozi and others, he also showed his admiration, showing the demeanor of a Confucian businessman.

    This is indeed something Wang Baoyu did not expect. Even though Kan Zhenliang is tall and tall, he is actually a shrewd businessman with both roughness and finesse.

    What surprised Wang Baoyu even more was that Kan Zhenliang never mentioned Cheng Xueman a word from beginning to end. However, Kan Zhenliang didn't say anything, and Wang Baoyu didn't want to mention that bitch. Cheng Xueman didn't know what to do with Kan Zhenliang's status.  As for wealth, she, Cheng Xueman, is just a plaything, perhaps not worth mentioning at all.

    This is not something Wang Baoyu said out of jealousy. If a man really cares about a woman, he will show his care for her at all times. Wang Baoyu saw it during the last art exhibition. Kan Zhenliang always cared about her.  He didn't accommodate Cheng Sherman even once, and he didn't even look at her.

    Kan Zhenliang didn¡¯t ask Wang Baoyu for fortune telling after drinking until very late. Logically speaking, he should have known about Wang Baoyu¡¯s ability through Cheng Xueman. Most people would ask him for fortune telling.

    Wang Baoyu can only understand that such a rich man pays more attention to hiding his secrets and does not want the warlock to know too much.

    "Xiao Wang, let's go relax." After paying the bill, Kan Zhenliang extended the invitation again.

    "It's getting late, so I won't disturb Mr. Kan." Wang Baoyu declined, knowing that Kan Zhenliang wanted to go to an entertainment venue.

    "Haha, Xiao Wang, you need to have all the fun in life to be successful. You won't have such freedom after getting married. Listen to me and let's go together." Kan Zhenliang said with a smile.

    "Hey, I used to be an official and developed a habit of never entering or leaving such places." Wang Bao??I made an excuse for myself.

    "I'm just looking for someone to relax and give me a massage. I'm also a very clean person." Kan Zhenliang said enthusiastically: "Let's go. It's rare for me to meet a close friend. Let's have a good talk."

    Seeing Kan Zhenliang¡¯s sincere words, Wang Baoyu didn¡¯t want to be too pretentious, otherwise he would appear poor, so he agreed and followed Kan Zhenliang to Huaqing Pool.

    Huaqing Pool was closed for a time because of Liu Jiannan¡¯s incident. The child of the provincial leader was also imprisoned because of his involvement with the mafia.

    Not long after, the place was bought and reopened. Of course, the interior was renovated, stairs were added in accordance with fire protection requirements, and several inspections were conducted. However, the phenomenon of harboring dirt and evil practices still existed, of course.  It just became more secretive.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? This place has changed the soup but not the medicine. In fact, it has been taken over by friends of the previous group. Of course, these words are not trustworthy.

    "Mr. Kan, you stay in the capital on weekdays, are you familiar with Pingchuan City?" Wang Baoyu couldn't help but asked curiously when he saw Kan Zhenliang heading here.

    "Haha, this place was bought by a group. It can be regarded as a small side business." Kan Zhenliang said casually.

    Oh, it turned out to be his own business. The Zhenliang Group was indeed well-deserved, with businesses all over the world. The group was free to run any projects it wanted. Wang Baoyu didn¡¯t ask any more questions and followed Kan Zhenliang into the Huaqing Pool. It was decorated with splendor and splendor.  The large painting of beauty shows the concubine looking back and smiling as she comes out of the bath. The plump woman in the painting is undoubtedly Concubine Yang.

    Kan Zhenliang just said a few words at the bar, and the waitress was so frightened that her face was full of flattery. Soon, a manager in a suit ran down the stairs, sweating profusely and panting, saying hello to Kan Zhenliang.

    "Arrange the best room for us and let the best masseur come." Kan Zhenliang ordered unceremoniously.

    "Mr. Kan, please." The manager's waist was almost bent at ninety degrees, for fear of offending his immediate boss.

    (Thanks to friends such as The Last Cigarette, Novelist Kuang, Clothing, Xiao Yao and Xiao Fei, Gentle 77, Yang Xiaoguai, Lonely Imperial City, Fengyun Xuanfeng, Outsiders, Fate Sky 159***46, etc.  I would also like to thank friends such as Mosha Guanghui and Mao Qige for their attention to this book. Because of you, the restaurant knows that the little warlock is always accompanied by someone, and the road to coding is no longer lonely. Flowers and bumpy tickets  , recommendations, and comments are all free, everyone must support it. I leave Wang Baoyu¡¯s glory to everyone, Little Warlock Book Club: 221982509, tomorrow night from 8 to 9:30, remember to come~)
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