Chapter 622 Monk Zhou Goes to Beijing
Chapter 622 Monk Zhou goes to Beijing
"Although no one was killed, there were seven serious injuries. Moreover, all hospitals were notified not to accept our wounded. If I hadn't gone there in time, I'm afraid the consequences would have been disastrous." Fang Yang saw Chu Bingqing cooking porridge. I took some eggs and prepared omelette.
Chu Bingqing was greatly surprised: "You even injured someone and refused to admit him to the hospital? Isn't it too much?"
Fang Yang replied while frying eggs: "This is what they think they are smart about. They injured our people but no one was killed."
Even if it is traced, it is just a mass brawl and there will be no harsh sentence. If you die without timely treatment, it has nothing to do with them.
If this happens, the workers on the construction site will definitely be emotional. Without them taking any action, the workers themselves would passively go on strike, which is exactly what they want. "
Chu Bingqing stopped what she was doing, tilted her head and asked, "What should we do? If this happens, won't our construction period be extended indefinitely again?
If they can make trouble once, they can make trouble a second time or a third time. No matter how capable you are, can you guarantee that there will be no accidents every time? "
"I have thought about this." Fang Yang put the fried eggs on the dinner plate: "So, we are going to send a group of people from the Donghai Family to come over to control the scene.
If those people still dare to come and provoke, then beat them painfully! This is my property and my territory! How can you get away with running wild on my territory without paying some price? "
Chu Bingqing advised tactfully: "I have never doubted your ability, but as the old saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local coward, let alone a local coward in the imperial capital.
If possible, can we first find an ally in the imperial capital? At least it's not like now, with both eyes darkened, like a deaf and blind man, who has to rely on the East China Sea for everything. "
After taking out the last omelette, Fang Yang turned off the power and sat at the dining table: "I have thought about this problem, but it is too difficult to find the right person.
Moreover, I have a special status. I believe that there are not many major forces in the imperial capital who do not know about it. Therefore, it is almost certain that no one is willing to form an alliance with us.
We got on the line with Lu Tiancheng because he, like us, is also a foreign force, and he seems to have some connections in the imperial capital.
If we can borrow some help, it will be a good choice for us. Unfortunately, when facing a pure businessman, he will always analyze and choose to maximize interests first, and there is no way to compromise on this point.
As for those small forces or emerging forces that can't get on the stage, even if they unite with us, what's the use? It's just to make up the numbers and give people heads. "
Chu Bingqing felt powerless: "Is there no way to break through the current predicament?"
Fang Yang knew that Chu Bingqing had a strong personality and wanted to prove herself like Cao Miaoyu, so he advised: "Sit down and eat first. The boat will naturally straighten out when it reaches the bridge. There will always be a way."
Chu Bingqing sighed, filled a bowl of porridge, sat at the table and started eating.
Before breakfast was finished, Fang Yang's cell phone rang again. When he realized it was Monk Zhou's number, he was somewhat surprised:
"Hey, monk, why did you remember to call me today? Could it be that my sister-in-law dug out my private money?"
The bold voice of Monk Zhou came over the phone: "That's nonsense. I, Monk Zhou, have hidden the private money. Even I can't find it after a long time, let alone others.
This time, at the invitation of a friend, I went to a party in the imperial capital and took Xiaobao with me. I happened to hear that you are also in the Imperial Capital, so I made a call and we will get together then. "
"Oh? You brought Xiaobao too? Does sister-in-law agree?" Xiaobao is the son of Monk Zhou and can be regarded as the last generation of the Faqiu Sect.
After taking medicine last time, Fang Yang had been with Xiaobao. Naturally, it can be seen that Xiaobao has great blessings, is destined to have noble people to help him, and his future achievements are limitless, so he is tempted to accept him as a disciple.
It was just because Xiaobao's serious illness had not yet recovered, and the two parties did not have much contact, so they did not bring it up.
Since Monk Zhou brought Xiaobao to the imperial capital this time, he would take this opportunity to find out what he wanted to say. If possible, it would be of great benefit to him to accept a good disciple.
Monk Zhou said: "You guys are doing things, what do women know? Where do you live now? I'll get off the car so I can find you."
Fang Yang checked the time: "No, I'll pick you up. It happens to be fine."
Monk Zhou didn't know what it meant to be polite: "That's good, we have one and a half hours to get to the station, so we save on taxi fare, hehe."
Fang Yang smiled and hung up the phone. Although Monk Zhou earns a lot of money, all the financial power is in the hands of his wife. It is really not easy to save some money.
Seeing Fang Yang stand up, Chu Bingqing asked: "Going out so early?"
Fang Yang said, "Well, a friend is here from Jiangbei. I'll pick him up and have a meal together."
"Friends from Jiangbei?" Chu Bingqing tried hard to go through the people who might be regarded as friends by Fang Yang in her mind, but she couldn't find out who it was.
Fang Yang said: "You don't know me, he's just an antique seller. I have a few days off. If you're bored at home, you can go out and watch movies or something. I'll pay for it."
An hour and a half later, Monk Zhou pulled his son Xiaobao out of the station. He saw Fang Yang from afar, and shouted in a broken voice: "Brother Fang! I'm here!"
Fang Yang smiled bitterly and said: "I saw it. We are less than twenty meters away. Are you using it so loudly? Oh, Xiaobao, it seems that he has grown a lot taller. Do you still remember me?"
Xiaobao is thirteen years old today. He looks nothing like Monk Zhou. He is quiet and gentle, like a little girl. When Fang Yang asked him, Xiaobao replied crisply:
"Hello Uncle Fang, Xiaobao remembers his uncle. Dad always said that if it weren't for uncle, Xiaobao's illness would not be cured."
Fang Yang liked it more and more as he looked at it, and gently touched his head: "Xiaobao is so good! Let's have a good time in the imperial capital. Tell your uncle what you want."
Xiaobao said happily: "Thank you, uncle!"
"This kid is so depressed at home." Monk Zhou sighed as he got into Fang Yang's car: "I heard that you want to live in the imperial capital now? What do you think? If you do well, I will come over to make some money. "
Fang Yang said while driving: "Forget it, it's not as beautiful as you think. No, I offended people when I first came here. Until now, no one dares to take on the writing building project, and no one is interested in recruiting people in the company. Just Even if I want to post an advertisement, no platform dares to charge money!”
"Oh, let me go, have you offended a big shot?" Monk Zhou was not worried, but was happy: "I thought you were a superman and would never lose!"
"Okay, stop laughing at me." Fang Yang asked Monk Zhou: "What are you going to eat?"
"Roast duck!" Monk Zhou replied without thinking: "If you don't eat roast duck in Beijing, what's the difference between not eating roast mutton in Xinjiang?"
Fang Yang seemed to have never eaten roast duck in the imperial capital this time: "Okay, I'll listen to you, let's go eat roast duck!"
Because the Master's meal had not yet arrived, there were not many people in the Quanjude store. The three of them found a seat by the window.
Before Fang Yang could say anything, Monk Zhou raised his voice and said to the waiter: "Bake five of them first, the fatter ones, and then have the Huyuqian Longjing."