C162 (1/2)

Just as Zhang Yitian was about to leave, he suddenly asked, ”Master, where are you going?”

Zhang Yitian smiled knowingly: ”Go find money!”

The Tang Brothers and the two looked at each other in confusion. Could it be that all the money was on the streets? You can find the money when you go out?

These two brothers were lost in their thoughts, when they came back to their senses, Zhang Yitian's car had already sped up and ran far away.

Zhang Yitian headed directly to Lin Xi. He used the little money he had left to buy some high-grade fruits and gifts, and then headed straight for the building with the highest Linxi.

The Fire Beacon Tower had a total of fifty floors, and in a city like Linxi, it could already be considered a top-level building. The top of the tower was 180 meters tall, and when one looked from afar, they would see the silver-white structure that was like a steel wedge embedded in the Linxi, and only at close proximity would one be able to see its majesty and grandeur.

In the past, Zhang Yitian only looked at this building from afar. If he really stood at its feet, that kind of dignity and grandeur was simply indescribable.

In the central office on the top floor of the building, there was a person leading the way for this gigantic commercial empire, as well as the chairman of the board of directors for the Beacon Group — He Feng.

Zhang Yitian truly had no other choice, he could only borrow money from He Feng.

In the past, he did not want other people's capital to get into his own business. Even if it was He Feng's one million, he still wouldn't feel at ease.

Right now, he was truly somewhat forced to do so.

As long as he did not have the investment of money, his career that seemed to have a limitless future would easily fall apart. Forget about earning money, even if he was in a highly indebted situation, thinking about it would make Zhang Yitian felt cold on his spine.

Now, as long as there was another million, Zhang Yitian could make a breeding base. As for the remaining money, it would be enough to build a few small scale sheds.

If it really wasn't possible, Zhang Yitian had already prepared to give out shares to He Feng as the price.

He Feng's office was extremely spacious. He usually loved calligraphy, so the good thing about the office was that his calligraphy could be displayed anywhere.

He Feng was supposed to receive a distinguished guest today. This person was extremely famous in the entire Linxi;

Jin Jie was still young, only in his early forties, but his forehead was already bald. The hair around him was thick, and his curvy hair fell directly onto his shoulders.

Ginger was of full blood, though it was hard to tell if he was born this way or in a retro outfit.

Jin Jie was the honorary president of the Linxi Calligraphy Association and also a calligrapher in the entire province.

He Feng also had some fame, but compared to this Master Jin, he was not even worth mentioning.

When nine o'clock arrived, Jin Jie arrived at Fire Beacon Tower. For this reason, He Feng even went downstairs to welcome him.

Jin Jie wore a Tang suit jacket with a wide white pants and a pair of handmade cloth shoes that made him look like he was walking on wind.

Jin Jie revealed the arrogance of a scholar. Even if it was someone like He Feng, he would definitely not put him in his eyes.

He Feng went to receive him, and after a bunch of pleasantries, Jin Jie actually followed him upstairs without saying a word.

Because of this, He Feng felt a little awkward. After all, everyone in the building was a subordinate, and there was no one who could make him beg like this.

What He Feng had his eyes on was not the thin golden body that Jin Jie had shown him, but something that he had never seen before.

Even if Jin Jie was arrogant, He Feng would happily endure it. Who asked him to beg for help today?

When they arrived at the office on the top floor of the building, He Feng personally brewed a glass of whisky with bamboo egg in order to receive the calligrapher.

He Feng had heard that Jin Jie liked good wine a long time ago. He Feng then handed it over, and a sweet fragrance that permeated through the lungs assaulted his nostrils.

Ginger's eyes popped out of his head. Seeing his change, He Feng laughed to himself in his heart.

”How is it? Master Jin! ” He Feng sat in front of Jin Jie and poured a cup for himself.

”Good …” ”Alright, alright, alright …” ”This is really good wine!” Jin Jie shouted a dozen times. I never thought that the Director He would still have such good wine! ”

He Feng laughed non-stop in his heart. He thought that at least there was something that could arouse your interest, and I'm even reluctant to take one of these bamboo egg. If I give you one, I'll only have five left …

He Feng casually laughed: ”This is the only gift that friend has. I left it especially for Master Jin as well!”

A smug look appeared on Jin Jie's face. The feeling of being embraced by the big boss was truly wonderful. He likes it, he likes it extremely much!

”To be honest, I, Jin, have also drunk a lot of good wine, but this is the first time I've seen your wine!”

Jin Jie thought that He Feng had moved closer to him, and said evilly: ”Director He, if my guess is not wrong, what other things did you add?”

He Feng laughed: ”Mr Jin is truly worthy of being a master, his calligraphy is outstanding, and his ability with wine research is astonishing!”

Ginger chuckled with pride, showing his white teeth.

He Feng realized that this man really likes to be praised by others, so he decided to give him what he wanted, and praised you a few more times, but you better leave me a few treasures and calligraphy skills …

He Feng took a carefully preserved bamboo egg from the refrigerator and showed it to Jin Jie: ”This is the treasure!”

”Eggs?” Jin Jie looked at He Feng in shock, and seemed to be in disbelief.

”…” Jin Jie muttered arrogantly in his heart, thinking that He Feng was the big boss after all, he couldn't be this deceptive. An egg, what did he have to do with alcohol?

Seeing that Jin Jie didn't believe it, He Feng poured himself a cup of wine and lightly knocked the egg with his silver chopsticks to make a hole. Then, he poured out a few drops of egg juice from the hole.