As a man, Xu Wendong had indulged in so handiwork more than once to release himself.
However, he had never been as happy as he was now.
After all, he didn’t have to trouble Fifth Miss, and helping his beloved was still helping his sister-in-law, although he knew he shouldn’t have any inappropriate thoughts about his sister-in-law.
But, with his sister-in-law helping him, it was exciting not only physiologically, but also psychologically.
While Xu Wendong was enjoying Lin Yiren’s help, Uncle Fu had also arrived at Wangjiang Grand Restaurant.
This was the most luxurious hotel in Qingyuan County, where a casual al could easily cost thousands. Those who dined here were true social elites or governnt officials invited to banquets.
After entering a luxuriously decorated private room, a middle-aged man walked over politely and said respectfully, "Uncle Fu, it’s clear, Master Zhao is in the Erald Hall."
Uncle Fu nodded, "Since President Zhao is also here, it’s necessary to offer a toast. Lead the way!"
"Please inform President Zhao that Uncle Fu learned of his dining here and ca specifically to offer a toast."
Outside the Erald Hall, a middle-aged man behind Uncle Fu politely spoke to the guard at the door.
The guard looked at the elderly man wearing a black Zhongshan suit, his hair silver yet vibrant, and couldn’t help but gasp, quickly gesturing an invitation, "Uncle Fu, you honor us with your presence! Please, co in!"
Uncle Fu smiled, "Shouldn’t you first ask President Zhao for permission?"
The guard showed a sheepish smile, "Uncle Fu, you are the general manager of Shengpeng Group. Others may need permission, but you don’t need this process." With that, he hurriedly opened the door. After all these years in the underworld, he naturally understood how formidable Uncle Fu was.
Despite this old man’s humble appearance, he was the top executive of Shengpeng Group, overseeing this large consortium valued at over a billion. As for Shengpeng Group’s actual chairman, they were always mysterious. There were even rumors that Uncle Fu was the real power behind Shengpeng Group.
Of course, his respect ca mainly because he wielded formidable power. He once singlehandedly defeated over fifty gangsters, earning his fa in one battle.
"Oh, what brings you here, Uncle Fu?" Zhao Sihai stood up enthusiastically when he saw his subordinate bringing in Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu said in a social tone, "Well, it just so happens I wanted to eat Wangjiang’s unique four-hole carp, so I booked a room. Hearing that President Zhao was dining here, I ca specifically to offer a toast and greet."
Zhao Sihai laughed heartily, "They say it’s better to see an old friend by accident than to invite them deliberately. Since you’re here, why not join us at the table?"
Uncle Fu appeared hesitant, "Wouldn’t it be an intrusion?"
Zhao Sihai said, "Not at all, I just wanted to eat fish, so I brought two of my n, no outsiders. As you see, the fish hasn’t even been served."
Uncle Fu looked at Zhao Sihai’s side, seeing Zhao Dalong and the gorgeous woman in her thirties wearing a red qipao dress.
He knew these two. One was Zhao Sihai’s most capable fighter, and the stunning woman was Wu i, not Zhao Sihai’s woman, but his strategist.
Though Zhao Sihai was renowned in Qingyuan County, he was humble and deferential before this woman because everything Zhao Sihai had achieved was thanks to her.
"Given President Zhao’s gracious invitation, it would be impolite of to refuse." Uncle Fu said courteously and was then invited to take the main seat.
"I heard Uncle Fu is allergic to river fish but likes seafood. Even Wangjiang’s four-hole carp, a rare delicacy of Qingyuan, would hardly lead you to co despite a torrential rainstorm, would it?" Wu i elegantly held a red wine glass, gently swirling it, speaking lazily without even directly looking at him.
Her few simple words caused Zhao Sihai to furrow his brow. Although he was not learned, he keenly sensed sothing unusual.
He pretended to be displeased, "Don’t be rude to Uncle Fu."
Wu i’s face showed a aningful smile, "If I guessed right, the fish Uncle Fu wants isn’t Wangjiang’s four-hole carp."
Uncle Fu laughed too, "I heard Miss Wu is nearly as wise as a demon and known in the underworld as the Female Zhuge. Seeing it today, the reputation is well-deserved. But, does Miss Wu know which fish I’m after?"
Wu i chuckled, "There aren’t many fish that catch Shengpeng Group’s eye. After all, Qingyuan County’s largest fish has already been devoured by your group. As for which fish Uncle Fu wants... Since you’ve co, why the roundabout way? Wouldn’t it be better to be straightforward?"
Zhao Sihai said sternly, "Wu i, you’ve overstepped."
Uncle Fu waved his hand, "No harm, I quite like Miss Wu’s straightforward way of speaking."
Wu i said, "Let’s cut to the chase!"
Uncle Fu said, "I must emphasize, the biggest fish in Qingyuan County wasn’t taken by Shengpeng Group. Although we earned so money building the East City New District, it was just a few billion."
Zhao Sihai thought the other was bragging. Just a few billion? If this old man found it too little, he could give it to him, for he certainly wouldn’t mind.
Uncle Fu continued, "As for the real big fish, it’s in the South City."
Zhao Sihai was stunned. South City was the poorest in Qingyuan, and even he didn’t know about any lucrative projects there. As for the so-called real big fish... he couldn’t imagine what it might be.
"Could it be that the governnt plans to redevelop South City?" A gleam passed through Wu i’s eyes. Her scope was far beyond Zhao Sihai’s, quickly connecting the dots on where the real big fish lay.
Uncle Fu said, "The approval for redeveloping South City has been recognized by the city council and the Urban Construction Bureau. It will reach the county governnt’s office in three days. If you have connections in the city, you can call to probe their thoughts, providing those connections are solid enough."
"Uncle Fu, why do you disclose this information to us?" Zhao Sihai asked, feigning calm, though inside he felt a surge of excitent.
If South City was indeed to be redeveloped, good tis awaited them. Among other things, the demolition alone could make them a fortune.
As Uncle Fu ntioned earlier, this was the real big fish, a golden fish!
Well beyond the profits of Shengpeng Group’s East City New District construction.
Uncle Fu said, "Although Shengpeng Group could undertake this project, South City remains President Zhao’s turf. As they say, peace is precious. Instead of us fighting to the death in the business field, it’s better for our two forces to join."
At that mont, a server arrived with a stead four-hole carp, placing it on the round table in front of Zhao Sihai and Uncle Fu.
Zhao Sihai’s eyebrows rose, "I wonder which part of this fish Uncle Fu would like to eat?"
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