Chapter 393 [Photo, appearance, smile] (Part 2)

While the two were talking, they heard the sound of the car engine outside. Zhang Yang walked out the door and didn't know who came to visit.

He Changan, wearing a white shirt and black pants, walked in from outside with a solemn expression. He Changan did not appear at Mr. Tianchi's funeral, but he appeared here. Zhang Yang felt a little strange, but He Changan and he were considered old acquaintances. When he was in Dongjiang, He Changan was still helping him in public. That incident changed Zhang Yang's impression of He Changan.

He Changan said with a solemn expression: "Zhang Yang is here too. I just came back from Africa and heard that my husband had passed away, so I rushed over from the airport immediately."

Hearing He Changan's voice, Luo Huining walked out of the room. Because of Mr. Tianchi's death, Luo Huining was in a bad mood. Even when he saw his old friend, he did not show any enthusiasm and said calmly: "He is here!"

He Changan nodded: "It's so sudden. The sir has always been in good health. Why did he suddenly go there?"

Luo Huining said: "Didn't you often say that life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. Sir is probably tired of this world!"

The three of them returned to the living room and sat down. Zhang Yang poured a cup of tea and sent it to He Chang'an. He Chang'an and Vice Premier Wen had a close relationship. Zhang Yang had to treat each other as elders. In Zhang Yang's opinion, this person was full of mystery. Zhang Yang still couldn't understand why He Chang'an wanted to expose Qin Mengmeng's privacy. It was obvious that this reason for the Wen family was just to think about the Wen family. Zhang Yang always believed that He Chang'an must have a purpose. From the current point of view, he should not have malice towards the Wen family. The most likely thing is that he has a grudge with the Qin family.

Zhang Yang saw that He Changan had something to say to Luo Huining alone, and got up and walked out.

Chen Xue sorted out the ancient books left by the old man in Mr. Tianchi's library. When Zhang Yang walked into the library, she was standing on the escalator, sorting out the books on the top. When she leaned forward to get the farthest books, her body lost balance and exclaimed from above and fell down.

Zhang Yang rushed over with a quick step, spreading his arm to catch her, but he didn't expect Chen Xue to gently put her hand on the bookshelf, twisting her delicate body, and gently landing on the ground like a feather.

Seeing her posture so brilliantly, Zhang Yang changed her gestures and grabbed the tilted escalator and smiled: "You are so stingy. You don't even give me the chance to save the beauty!"

Chen Xue said: "The dust here is too much, don't eat dust inside!" She was wearing a mask and a baseball cap on her head.

Zhang Yang leaned close to the bookshelf and looked at it. It was covered with thread-shaped ancient books. He sighed and said, "It seems that Mr. Tianchi doesn't read much in his daily life!"

Chen Xue said: "Many ancient books here have become lonely books from the Ming and Qing Dynasties to the Republic of China!"

Zhang Yang said: "What books are they?"

"Historical geography, humanistic economy, everything!"

Zhang Yang said: "There is nothing I am interested in!"

Chen Xue whispered: "You are just interested in martial arts secrets!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's not entirely true. Good novels are also a little interested!"

Chen Xue said: "I have something to discuss with you! I'll just read these books, and you'll still handle them in the future!"

Zhang Yang said, "Mr. I said it to you, it's yours. I didn't refuse to leave such a big mansion for me. Let's go back and give you the keys. You will come here to live on weekends when you have time. While reading books, you can help me clean the house. We will not suffer any losses. What do you think?"

Chen Xue nodded gently.

Zhang Yang was about to speak when he heard Luo Huining calling him outside, he smiled at Chen Xue, turned around and went out, but He Chang'an was leaving. Luo Huining asked him to see him off.

Zhang Yang accompanied He Changan out of the yard and saw a gray Land Rover parked in the open space in front of the door. Zhang Yang said, "Uncle He is really rich, have you changed your car again?"

He Changan smiled and said, "It's not omnipotent to be rich!" He glanced at Zhang Yang and said, "I heard that you're doing a good job in Fengze!"

Zhang Yang said: "I'm so shy. Is Uncle He interested in investing in Fengze? If you have time, you can go to Fengze to have a look!"

He Chang'an said: "I have invested in a project in Pinghai. Liang Chenglong and I have joined forces to build the Dongjiang New Business District. There is no energy to take care of other things. This time I went to Africa and bought a gold mine in Kenya. I will fly on both sides in the future."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Uncle He does international trade. You don't look down on a small county like Fengze. You think I haven't mentioned it!"

He Chang'an said: "Zhang Yang, I came here this time to buy Mr. Tianchi's last work. Unfortunately, Mrs. Wen doesn't want to give up. Please tell her again, so it's easy to talk to her."

Zhang Yang frowned. He Changan did not just come to mourn Mr. Tianchi. He had a purpose. After all, the businessman was a businessman. Zhang Yang smiled and said, "My godmother can't make the decision on this matter. Mr. Tianchi left a will to auction all his works and donate the donation to Hope Project. If Uncle He really likes it, you can participate in the auction."

He Changan nodded and sighed, "I just don't want to be so troublesome!"

After seeing off He Chang'an, Zhang Yang returned to Luo Huining. Luo Huining sat in Mr. Tianchi's studio and was stunned. His calligraphy works had been counted, with a total of 567 pieces. These more than 500 calligraphy works were all masterpieces by Mr. Tianchi. In his later years, Mr. Tianchi was constantly striving for excellence in his works and had many calligraphy works, but there were not many satisfactory works left behind. In addition, he rarely participated in commercial social engagements, which made his works more precious.

Luo Huining said: "He Changan wants to pay 50 million to buy all Mr. Tianchi's works."

Zhang Yang said: "Mr.'s works should be more than this price."

Luo Huining said: "I discussed with several senior brothers. This time, I held an exhibition of the works of a teacher in the National Art Gallery. Twenty of them were selected for auction. The others were temporarily handed over to the National Art Gallery for safekeeping. In the future, some of the works were auctioned every year, so that the value of the works of a teacher can be maximized."

Zhang Yang deeply agrees with Luo Huining's approach. After all, with the death of Mr. Tianchi, the longer the time, the value of his works will rise. The value of his works will definitely be much higher than the current price.

Luo Huining said: "I will set up a special foundation to manage the funds for the auction of Mr. Mr.'s works and better fulfill Mr. Mr.'s last wish."

Zhang Yang said: "Godmom, don't work too hard. You have been busy with your husband's funeral these days, and you have never had a good rest!" He came behind Luo Huining and helped Luo Huining massage his shoulders.

Luo Huining closed her eyes, but felt sad. Her children were not as filial as her godson. There was indeed nothing perfect in this world.

According to the address given by Luo Huining, Zhang Yang found Wen Haonan and knocked for a long time, but no one opened the door. When Zhang Yang was about to leave, the door opened. Wen Haonan stuck out half of his body with a tired face. He was stunned when he saw Zhang Yang, not knowing why Zhang Yang appeared in front of his door.

Zhang Yang smiled: "It's twelve o'clock, I'm still sleeping!"

Wen Haonan scratched his head in a daze and opened the door: "Please come in!"

Zhang Yang walked into the room and found a three-bedroom and one-living room house. Although the room was large, it was extremely messy. Some leftover food was thrown on the coffee table, and beer bottles on the ground fell all over the floor.

Wen Haonan said: "You sit down first, I'll go and wash!" He went to the bathroom.

Zhang Yang sat down on the sofa, but a hard thing sat on his butt. He took it out and saw that it was a saber. Only then did he notice that the coffee table was engraved with words, and the table was engraved in a mess. Zhang Yang lowered his head to see what was written clearly. Wen Haonan had already come out of the bathroom. He washed his hair and wiped it dry with a towel while saying, "My mom told you about this place?"

Zhang Yang nodded. Although he and Wen Haonan were god brothers, they did not have much deeper feelings. The reason they came to visit Wen Haonan was because of their godmother's sake.

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "The room is a little messy. I'm sorry, I'll make you laugh!"

Zhang Yang said: "This is the room for single men, so I like to stay in hotels, and someone will help me clean it up when the time comes!"

Wen Haonan said: "It's a good idea!" He was still smelling alcohol.

Zhang Yang said: "I remember you didn't drink much in the past!"

Wen Haonan said: "I was in a bad mood, so I tried to drink two glasses, but I suddenly became addicted as I drank it!" He walked to the balcony and pulled off a clean T-shirt and changed it, and said to Zhang Yang: "Let's go, I'll treat you to drink!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Godmother asked me to advise you not to drink. If you knew that I was drinking with you, I would probably blame me again!"

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "If you don't say it, I won't say it, how could she know?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "Where to go?"

Wen Haonan Road: "King King's Mansion! My friend has a hotel!"

Zhang Yang felt a little vulgar when he heard the name of King Jin's Mansion, but those who dared to open a hotel with this name must have some origin. With Wen Haonan's status, the friends he made would not be ordinary people.

Zhang Yang took Wen Haonan's jeep to the Jinwang Mansion parking lot. As soon as he got off the car, he met an acquaintance.

Although the capital is very large, there are several places where these high-ranking officials often go to. The boss of the Jinwang Mansion is Cha Jinbei. He is the younger brother of Cha Jinnan, deputy director of the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee, and Cha Wei's uncle. Cha Jinbei is very capable. He mainly works in the jewelry business. When he was young, he went abroad to study in Europe and became an internationally renowned jewelry designer. After working in France for ten years, he returned to China to start a business and established a Star Diamond Jewelry Monopoly. In just five years, he has thirty-six branches in China.

A jewelry businessman in northern Jin Dynasty was not to enter the catering industry for the purpose of formal entry. His purpose of opening the Jinwang Mansion was to manage social relations. The consumption level faced by the hotel was also the upper class of society. Checking the business philosophy of northern Jin Dynasty was to arouse the luxury in the hearts of customers. The business management of the hotel was also the same as the business of jewelry. He wanted every customer to feel the emperor-like feeling from the moment he walked into the hotel gate, so the price here was also dumbfounded by ordinary people.

The acquaintance Zhang Yang met was not Cha Jinbei. When he got off the car, he saw Wang Xuehai. It was normal for Wang Xuehai to appear here. He usually mingled in the prince circle of the capital. Not long after the opening of the Jinwang Mansion, he came to support him almost every day. Wang Xuehai is a person who is good at creating and using relationships. He wanted to go to some with Cha Jinbei. After experiencing the setbacks in investment in Dongjiang, Wang Xuehai used the transfer fee He Changan to restore some vitality. Recently, he bought a gold mine in the southwest and his waist was quite straight.

It was purely accidental that Zhang Yang appeared here. When Wang Xuehai saw Zhang Yang, his smile suddenly condensed. After a while, he recovered and rushed over in two steps. His face was filled with a passionate smile and his hands stretched out to Zhang Yang: "Mayor Zhang, when did you come to Beijing? Why didn't you notify me?"

Zhang Yang's smile was very light. He didn't move his foot since he saw Wang Xuehai. Wang Xuehai stretched out his hand, and he reluctantly shook his hand and said softly: "You are a busy person, how dare I disturb you?"

Wang Xuehai hated Zhang Yang to the extreme, but he didn't dare to hate him. His life was still in the hands of others. He was hit by Zhang Yang's Jieyang Palm, and he would take this life away whenever he wanted, so Wang Xuehai was so well-behaved.

Wang Xuehai smiled at Wen Haonan and said, "Teacher Wen is here too!"

Wen Haonan nodded, but there was not much smile on his face. His family background was there, and he didn't need to pretend to be a person like Wang Xuehai. No matter how the times develop, the word "level" always exists in people's hearts. Wang Xuehai's respect for Zhang Yang is fake, but his respect for Wen Haonan is sincere.

Wang Xuehai said: "Let's go together, I made an appointment with two old classmates, and Master Wen also knows you!"

Wen Haonan shook his head and walked towards the Jin Palace. Zhang Yang smiled sympathetically at Wang Xuehai. Although Wang Xuehai was also considered a princeling in the capital, his status was incomparable to Wen Haonan.

Zhang Yang also discovered something. At this time, Wen Haonan had already wiped out the decadence just now, and was proud of his head and chest. He could not find any pain and depression in his expression. This made Zhang Yang feel confused. Which one is the real Wen Haonan?

The decoration style of the King of Jin Mansion is magnificent and luxurious. The fountain in the hall is made of two golden dragons playing with pearls, and the light is full of brilliance. The service ladies are all wearing red cheongsams, each of which is outstanding in beauty.

Wen Haonan told Zhang Yang that all the waiters here have been carefully selected, and most of them are undergraduate graduates.

Zhang Yang said in surprise: "College graduates came here to serve the plates?"

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "Do you think you can handle the plates by yourself? The monthly salary for serving the plates here is 2,000. How much do you get?"

"What?" Zhang Daren widened his eyes. He was really embarrassed to take out the little salary and offer treasures.

Zhang Yang glanced at this and that with his eyes, not because Zhang Daguan was lustful, but mainly because there were too many beautiful girls here, and no normal man could help but look at them twice.

At this time, a girl wearing a white shirt and a gray short skirt walked towards them with a smile, and her flamboyant gaze was immediately attracted by her. The reason was very simple. Her eyes were filled with young girls wearing cheongsams. A different style suddenly appeared, which naturally attracted the attention.

The girl was about 1.70 meters tall, with a graceful figure, with black hair neatly tied behind her head, her bangs were neatly tidy, and her hairstyle was extremely traditional, just like a young wife from the Republic of China, with a melon-shaped face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and her beautiful eyes were swaying and striking. Her nose bridge was high and her lips were beautiful. She was wearing a little lipstick, showing an attractive light pink color. The white shirt was just a little open, revealing a snow-white pink necklace, and the slender platinum necklace was decorated with a longan-sized emerald. There was no extra decoration except that. Her waist was slender, her buttocks were plump, and her waist and hip curves were extremely perfect. The short skirt was knee-length, and the exposed calf was straight and slender.

The girl smiled slightly, and two seductive dimples appeared on her pretty face. She stretched out her slender hand to Wen Haonan and said, "Young Marshal is here!" Her voice was extremely gentle and soft, different from her capable appearance, and her voice exuded a strong baby sound.

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "Miss Qiu, don't joke with me, I can't afford this title!"

The girl smiled and said, "General Xueliang was not as rank as you when he was the young marshal!"

Wen Haonan laughed and said, "I am not Zhang Xueliang, and my old man is not Zhang Zuolin. Miss Qiu calls me Haonan!"

The girl turned her eyes to Zhang Yang and said softly: "I have never seen this gentleman!"

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "I forgot to introduce it to you. This is my fucking brother Zhang Yang. This is the general manager of the Jinwang Mansion and the shareholder of the hotel. He is known as Xiao Fengxian!"

Qiu Fengxian said angrily: "Young Marshal cannot introduce this way. I am not a little Fengxian!" She stretched out her hand to Zhang Yang: "Hello Mr. Zhang, my name is Qiu Fengxian, I am from Taiwan. Please give me some advice!"

Zhang Yang shook hands with Qiu Fengxian. Qiu Fengxian's fingers were slender and tender. It seemed that he was paying attention to the maintenance of these hands. Qiu Fengxian took out a business card and handed it to Zhang Yang, and smiled and said, "Two guys, please sit in the Jade Pavilion!"

She turned to guide Wen Haonan and Zhang Yang. Qiu Fengxian walked with a beautiful demeanor. When she walked, her waist and hips were just right and full of rhythm.

As its name suggests, the decoration style is mainly based on a green tone. The most eye-catching thing is a jade carved cabbage placed indoors. This cabbage alone is worth millions.

The tables, chairs and benches are all precious mahogany, and the tea sets and dishes are also made of jade. Zhang Daguan asked himself that he had seen many scenes, but the luxurious furnishings of the King of Jin's Mansion still amazed him. After Qiu Fengxian went out, Zhang Yang couldn't help but say to Wen Haonan: "All the jewelry sellers are so rich?"
To be continued...