Chapter 600

If it wasn't for the face of the seven star club owner, Cheng bin would disdain manager Jin.

Manager Jin, relying on the big tree of huayeshen, never treats the guests from all sides as a serious dish. Although he usually smiles very warmly, he is always neither humble nor haughty in his manner, and is full of equal momentum.

Now that he's hard to deal with, he realizes that he's just a manager of the club. In Mrs. Jing Hong's eyes, he's just like a little ant. He doesn't even have the qualification to talk to people directly, so he has to ask Chengbin for help.

This makes Cheng bin feel very happy secretly. No matter how arrogant the slave is, it's just a slave.

However, for the sake of Hua yeshen, Cheng bin wanted to speak up for him and said with a smile: "Madam Jinghong, how dare anyone bully you? I don't want to talk about other people. Anyone who dares to be rude to you will have to pass me. "

He didn't say that if you have a large number of adults, don't agree with manager Jin. That would make Mrs. Jing Hong stingy. That's the skill of conversation.

"Then it's you."

After thinking about it, Mrs. Jinghong nodded and agreed, she turned to Li Nanfang and said, "Nanfang, I've come to see you uncle Cheng. This time, thanks to Xiao Cheng's help, or you'll be in a bind. "

After Mrs. Jing Hong pondered for a moment and agreed to come down, Cheng bin suddenly realized why she wanted to leave. After a little persuasion, he immediately changed his mind.

She's giving away.

It's for manager Jin. Well, if it wasn't for Xiao Cheng, I would have left.

Manager Jin, who is afraid of offending Mrs. Jinghong, would you like to thank Chengbin?

In a few words, Mrs. Jing Hong gave him a big favor for nothing, which made him feel proud of his skillful speech. He immediately disappeared and was ashamed in the dark. This is the real speaker, worthy of being the wife of the chief.

Cheng bin, who is grateful in his heart, shakes his hand when Li Nanfang comes to express his thanks. He says with a kind face that if he wants to help in Dongcheng in the future, he can go directly to the District Bureau to find him.

Li Nanfang is quite satisfied with the "Uncle" that Mrs. Jinghong has recognized for herself.

First of all, Cheng bin seems to be nearly 50 years old. It's more than enough to be his uncle.

Secondly, as the business of Nanfang group grows bigger and bigger, it is bound to come to Beijing for development in the future. If there is an uncle who is the director of the Bureau, it is bound to reduce a lot of trouble.

Of course, even if there is no Chengbin, there is Jing Hongming, a bigger tree.

But I can't meet some small things. I'll go to Jing Hongming for help. He's so busy.

At this time, we need Chengbin, who is not only a little man in Jing Hongming's eyes, but also a big man in ordinary people's eyes.

After seeing that Mrs. Jinghong didn't want to leave, manager Jin was relieved. He stood by and didn't dare to come over. He asked him to inform Secretary Bai and tell Hua that there was a distinguished guest coming to the club.

Jing Hongming's wife has enough qualifications to let Hua yeshen make an exception to welcome her.

His hands agreed, turned around and was about to leave. Mrs. Jinghong said, "I've come to meet some old friends who haven't seen me for many years, and I'll just leave. Don't say it. It's going to take a lot of trouble. "

"All right. Please, ma'am

For Jinghong lady's command, manager Jin dare not have the slightest disobedience, only flash in the side, raise your hand empty please.

"Xiao Cheng, I'll go home when I have time."

Mrs. Jinghong ignores him, smiles at Chengbin, and takes Li Nanfang to the elevator. Immediately, a smart female foreman follows her.

It's a great honor for Cheng bin to be invited by Mrs. Jing Hong to go home when she's free. Although she's just polite, she's also very excited and nods her head.

After seeing Mrs. Jing Hong enter the elevator, manager Jin was relieved. He raised his hand to wipe his forehead in a cold sweat and said thanks to Cheng bin again.

As for how manager Jin thanks Cheng bin, Li Nanfang doesn't care.

Just now, Mrs. Jing Hong made a few understatement, which made manager Jin's face look like earth. He was deeply moved by the fact that there was no sharp means, let alone fighting personally. Just showing his identity, he could shock people.

This is the real life.

To be a man, you should be a man like Jing Hongming.

Usually it's very low-key, as if there is no such person, but when he suddenly appeared, the aura of those people who thought they were very powerful immediately faded.

"Are you envious of your present position?"

This woman's ability to observe words and colors is really astonishing. Li NanFang's face just looks thoughtful. She knows what he is thinking.

Li Nanfang did not deny it. He said with a bitter smile, "yes. Now I know that I used to use force to solve problems. In the eyes of Uncle Jing Hong, it's just children's games. "

"South, you're wrong."

"As early as 20 years ago, you, the tenth uncle of Jinghong, were just like you. They especially advocated the use of force. I just thought that once I stabbed my army in my hand, there would be nothing they could not do. As a matter of fact, they are able to hold their current position because they have been through a lot of hard work. "

"No one is born a man. Anyone who wants to be a master has to go through a long time of training. In the process of tempering, some people succeed and others fall down. "

When Mrs. Jinghong said this, her face darkened.

Some people succeed, some people fall, these eight words, she is feeling.

Back then, when dragon Teng was at the height of the sun in December, he fought a bloody battle with the tigers of South Vietnam, thus laying the foundation of the legend of the invincible myth.

But in that war, in June, Zhuge was as wise as a fool. In August, the rain was still flying in Xiaopeng, but he fell down and fell asleep in that land.

In addition, Li Mingxiu, a white faced scholar who died in Russia in November, and Chu Zhen, a skillful hand who died in May, were injured and ill. Xiang Nantian, a profiteer who died in January last year, and Long Teng in December, which had been talked about by the international special forces, killers and mercenaries in the past, left only seven people alive.

Among these seven people, Hu Mie Tang, the murderer in February, is far away from Russia. In December, Lan Xue Haoyue, the demon, married her husband and gave birth to her son.

In March, the gentleman timole lived in seclusion in remote areas. In September, the God of guns, Liu Yeming, settled in England. Only Xie Qingshang, Qin Yuguan and Jing Hongming could be seen frequently.

But it is Jing Hongming who can really reach the level that ordinary people admire.

Jing Hongming is also the least keen on power.

But fate arranged him to be the only one who could reach such a high position in mid December.

This is because he is loyal enough to the country, cold-blooded enough to treat the enemy, and calm enough to deal with things. It seems that as long as he is there, those who plot against the important figures of the country will keep quiet and dare not act rashly.

Some kind of people, even if they don't do anything, just sitting in that position, can also play a role in stabilizing the morale of the army and making the curfew scared.

After thinking about how her husband and others were all powerful in those years, Mrs. Jing Hong, with a gloomy look, quickly became proud and said softly, "south, remember. No matter what we do in the future, we should stand on the principle of national interests. That way, even if you poke a hole in the sky, the country and the people will recognize you and give you honor and status. Don't go astray, don't go astray. "

"Yes. Aunt Wang, I remember. "

Li Nanfang immediately bowed his head and replied respectfully.

As long as you stand on the principle of national interests, the people of the country will recognize you and give you the supreme honor and status. When you come to the Seven Star Club in the future, don't say it's not neat. Even if you come barefoot, manager Jin's generation will have to shout, sir, you're here, please.

This is what Mrs. Jinghong wants to tell Li Nanfang.

These days, through her husband's many discussions with Xie Qingshang and others at home, she can see that Jing Hongming and others are not generally concerned about Li Nanfang.

Just like they cared about Chu Yang, Tang Peng and Gao Fei.

Although the jerk index of those people is very high, it makes people angry. Now they are all hiding in the gentle countryside. Once they come out, they will make trouble. They will show off everywhere and make people want to throw away their ancestral graves——

But everyone believes that once the people of the country need them, whether it's going up the mountain or down the sea of fire, they will come forward.

This is the real person who achieves great things, regardless of the details.

As long as they stick to the big principles and are generous, the people will not care too much about some of the bastard things they do. They may even talk about it as a conversation after dinner.

"I believe you. You won't let me down."

Mrs. Jing Hong was very satisfied with boss Li's attitude. She raised her hand and patted him on the arm. Under the invitation of the female foreman, she walked slowly out of the elevator.

Looking at Aunt Wang's still perfect and graceful body, Li Nanfang suddenly had a bad premonition that she had brought into the pit.

What she said really came from the bottom of her heart.

Her love for Li Nanfang, a younger generation, can be learned from the sun and the moon.

But why, boss Li suddenly has this strange feeling, in front of Qin Laoqi and others, with a smile, hands around the chest to see the play?

The biggest pit is not dug by the enemy, but by the people you respect.

Just because you respect them and never doubt that they will harm you, you have to count the money for them when you are sold.

There is no unexplained love, there is no unexplained hate.

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But he chose Li Nanfang, who was a monster from birth, to teach him as a son.

Why?

Poor Li Nanfang, miserable life experience?

Don't talk nonsense. None of them are really good people. Except for major events related to national interests, whatever they do has a certain purpose.

In the past, Li Nanfang had thought about this issue, but he would not think too much about it.

People who suspect that they have great kindness to you actually have other intentions towards you, which is especially heartless.

A gentleman should not do anything.

But now, when the feeling of being brought into the pit appeared, he thought of the problem again, and speculated in the direction he didn't want to think about before.

"Are you thinking, why are we so nice to you?"

Jinghong suddenly turned back and asked.

Li Nanfang was surprised and didn't speak.

"You will know later that we treat you without any purposeful impurity. It's just simple. It's good for you. "

Mrs. Jing Hong went to a door and said with a smile, "let's go. I'll take you to meet some people."