Wealth

"Why are you calling again? Is the business so busy?" Ren Xiaorou brought a pot of local chicken stewed mushrooms over, just seeing Fan Wuyao making a call, couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, it's just a fuss." Fan Wubing hung up and was about to fly directly to Beijing.

This time, if you are going to have a direct dialogue with the top leaders, you have to prepare carefully, otherwise, it seems that it is difficult to meet your reputation.

The military training tasks for freshmen in the department have been completed and the school will officially start soon, but Fan Wubing must not be able to attend class on time this time, so he has to continue to pretend to be sick. It won’t take long to come back. It’s really not good. Let Tong Xiaoyun help her communicate with the department and complete a leave procedure. As for whether they are allowed to leave, it’s the second best thing. Anyway, she has already gone to Beijing by then.

Fortunately, there are a lot of flights from Shanghai to Beijing, and it is not the peak time, so I bought a ticket for more than four in the afternoon. After Fan Wuyi finished his meal, he boarded the plane and flew directly to Beijing.

After six o'clock, Fan Wuyi was already at the Beijing airport.

Originally, the old sister Fan Ting received the news that Fan Wuyi was coming to Beijing, and she drove over to pick up the plane with her secretary and driver Wang Xujun. Who knew that Fan Wuyi came by, and the three people said a few words. Several people in military uniforms came over, showed Fan Wuyao's identification, and then said, "Mr. Fan, we are ordered to pick up the plane. Please Mr. Fan to go with us."

Fan Wubing confessed to Fan Ting, and then asked several soldiers, "Where is your car?"

"I'll know when you get there." The man's tone was tight, and he didn't show it at all.

Fan Wubing followed the people for a few steps, came to the apron opposite, entered a warehouse, saw a small helicopter parked inside, and no other vehicles.

"Aren't we sitting here?" Fan Wubing asked.

The soldier nodded. Then the two soldiers drove the helicopter. //// Several other people directly pressed the control button. Open the hangar floor ceiling. Exposed the sky. After the helicopter started. Soon it flew out of the hangar. It has been flying westward.

Fan Wubing only heard the rumbling voice thinking. At the foot are large tracts of buildings and crops. You can clearly see Chang'an Avenue. There are also landmark buildings such as the Temple of Heaven. I don't know how long it has been flying. Finally came to a complex of buildings on the side of the forest. Found a clearing and stopped.

There are a lot of fallen leaves on the ground. When the helicopter landed, the huge wind swept the ground and flew. Until Fan Wubing waited to jump down. There are also some leaves flying in the air.

Secretary Jiang Luidi is here waiting for Fan Wuyi. Although he had not met Fan Wuyi in person. However, I have received a lot of relevant information. I have seen a lot of photos and videos. So go straight forward. Take Fan Wuyao over. Said. "Minister Jiang is having a meeting inside. Let me pick you up. When the chairman will meet you alone. For a while. You can also go over and listen to them."

"Me? Listen to their meeting?!" Fan Wuyi was stunned. The heart said that you would praise me too much, right? This kind of place for meetings. At least members of the Central Committee are eligible to sit on the table. What am I? It's just a rich man. Add modifiers at most. That is to say, a young and promising college freshman in Yushu Linfeng who is full of arrogance. It's just that the college freshman has a huge wealth of hundreds of billions of dollars in his hands.

Think of it this way. Fan Wubing couldn't help but take another high look at the role of money. Who said money is like dung? There are only two kinds of people who say this. One is the huge amount of money. Worry, there is no place to store the kind of ancient and unparalleled wealthy people. The other is the poor man who has never made any money.

If you don't have so much money, you can go in and out of this kind of place as a kid, and you can also listen to the small meetings of these central officials? It's idiotic about dreams!

However, Jiang Lue’s secretary explained, “This local meeting is a retreat, and does not involve decision-making at the political and military level. It means that the leaders will discuss their views on the international situation in the recent period and put forward suggestions on the domestic economic situation. Some opinions are just a few. As a person with great influence on the world economy, Mr. Fan is certainly qualified to be present."

Oh. It turned out to be such a thing! Fan Wubing understood right away, and thought he was generous. But there is still this kind of inside information, it seems that people are thinking about themselves or should have some unique views on the economy?

In that case, Fan Wubing was not hypocritical, and walked in generously, but saw six guards in casual clothes at the door, one by one, the sun rose, and he was obviously a master of both inside and outside. , More powerful than the Zhongnanhai masters I had encountered before.

However, Fan Wubing's vision and skill at this time were unfathomable. He had been practicing indiscriminately since he was out of his mother's womb. He has always been an innate master. , And even the **** of progress, he is already very restrained at this time, and the average master can't reveal his details at all.

And these people in front of them are nothing more than masters who write about the day after tomorrow, externally practicing Kungfu might make sense, but in terms of quality, the gap with Fan Wubing is not a little bit different.

Fan Wubing nodded with the six people, and walked straight in. A plain-clothed man stretched his hand horizontally, blocking Fan Wuying's path, and in a vague way, the sound of wind and thunder was heard.

As if he hadn’t seen it, Fan Wubing’s posture did not change at all. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the man’s arm, then he moved him aside. His body turned three times like a top before it stopped. Come down.

The other five people were shocked. The six of them were senior brothers, who studied under the Shaolin monks. It was unbelievable to mess up the position.

So the six people moved quickly and formed a formation to encircle Fan Wuyi in the middle.

"The fifth Shaolin ancestor captures the formation? It's a pity that you have six people!" Fan Wuyao looked at their movements, and now they looked a bit like the movie he had watched. He couldn't help but laugh, and dashed forward. Personal center.

Six people don't believe in evil, how powerful can such a little kid be? Everyone would use their hands and feet to attack from different directions. This is the periphery of a long meeting. Naturally, it is not easy to kill. So when they come up, they will grab the hand and want to hold Fan Wuxie.

However, Fan Wuyao’s movements were very strange. After his body was in the formation, he suddenly became short, as if it had melted away, and disappeared from everyone’s eyes. When he found his place, he had already arrived in the meeting room. At the door, I opened the door and entered.

A plainclothes was about to rush into it, but was stopped by the big brother, "Forget it, the inside is not under our control."

Fan Wuyin only got inside, and found that one fat and one thin were sitting here and playing chess, and it was actually Go, which happened to block his way.

Although these two were a little older, they looked like immortal spirits. Fan Wubing saw it and understood that these two were descendants of Taoism, with such an elegant style. It has the same effect as yourself.

"Well, two seniors, I want to go in and listen to other people's meetings. Isn't it okay for you to stay here?" Fan Wubing hates the monks, and naturally hates the monks’ lay disciples, so he doesn’t leave six casual men outside at all. Face-saving, but I have some ties with Taoism. Naturally, it's not easy to try harder, especially since these two seem to be more able to pretend, who knows if they have real skills? In case you missed it, it would be a bit embarrassing.

However, the two old men were so disturbed by Fan Wubing. They were quite unmoving. They turned a deaf ear. If they didn't see them, they didn't react at all. They just stared at the black and white chess pieces in the board and didn't move.

Fan Wubingxin said that if you don't speak or speak, won't I do it? So he went up, reached out his hand and swiped, and messed up the chess game. Haha, no one should be confused now.

The thinner old man suddenly laughed when he saw this, and pointed at the fatter old man and said, "Haha! What am I talking about, telling you not to be cool, you don't listen, you think people are all in the novel. Like a silly boy, I will stand there obediently when I see you pretending to be forced, waiting for you to finish this game of chess?"

The fatter old man said bitterly, "The world is going downhill, and people's hearts are not ancient!"

Then the two old men withdrew the chessboard and made way for Fan Wubian.

"You won't stop me?" Fan Wubing suddenly felt a little curious~www.wuxiaspot.com~ These two old men are obviously very skilled, how could they let them go without a single move?

"You are a guest, what are we doing to stop you? We are just old men looking for a place to play chess." The thinner old man replied confidently.

Fan Wubing shook his head, wondering who these people are! It is estimated that the six people outside are just ill-tempered, they just want to give people offense, but they just kicked the iron plate, and they are not the kind of persimmons that are easy to pinch!

Fan Wubing opened the second door. There were about a dozen people in the forum. Everyone was very relaxed and spoke casually. But occasionally when it came to some economic issues, the differences were still quite big, and there was no such thing. Surprise over the difference in official rank.

It seems that this is really a retreat, otherwise it would not be this kind of opening.

"I think the current pace is a bit quicker. What is temporarily showing is only the inflation derived from the overheating of the economy, but if there is no improvement, next year or the year after, I am afraid that it will be an economic crisis." A clear old man Said to everyone like this.