206: C206 Mr Fu

C206 Mr Fu

"I say, Director, is there a need to go through so much trouble? Whoever from the Military Department wants to cause trouble for me, just let him come by himself. I'll accompany you to the end, alright? "

Shen Qingfeng did not feel that this matter was too complicated. He expressed that he did not understand the worries of Nangong Changan and the others.

If they really shed all pretenses of cordiality, the fury of the God of War would be enough to make a mortal unable to reincarnate for the rest of his life.

"Shen Qingfeng, strength does not mean that you can do whatever you want. In fact, most of the time, using force to solve the problem is a bad idea."

Nangong Changan advised earnestly.

If force could solve everything, then he would be invincible. However, in fact, as Chang'ang Sowrd, there was something he needed to worry about.

"Alright! You are the dean. You have the final say."

Shen Qingfeng closed his eyes and focused his mind. He was not interested in what Nangong Changan had said. The path of cultivation was indomitable, and so was his Dao heart.

If he was afraid, it would affect his state of mind and hinder the progress of his cultivation.

As for everything in the secular world, in the end, it was still the principle of strength. If he was the one to choose, he would use his absolute strength to suppress all his opponents!

...

One day later, Qin Yuantian contacted Shen Qingfeng, saying that there was someone who wanted to talk to him and gave him an address.

"Who is it? Why is it so mysterious..."

Shen Qingfeng went to the location indicated on the address and pressed the doorbell.

This was a single villa in the suburbs of Yanjing. There were not many residents around. Those who could buy a house in this kind of place definitely had more than one. At most, they would come over to rest for the weekend.

"Hello!"

The door opened, and a tall, plain person appeared in front of Shen Qingfeng, causing people's eyes to light up.

She wore a milk-yellow sleeveless skirt, giving off a dignified and beautiful feeling. Transparent white stockings were attached to her slender legs, and she wore a pair of black high heels.

Her skin was white and tender, and her cheeks were pink and peachy. She had a pair of large, evil eyes that emitted a woman's charm.

This woman's beautiful eyes continuously swept across the youth's body, as if she had forgotten to return.

"Hello, is Mr Fu home?" Shen Qingfeng politely asked.

"Haha, it must be Brother Shen! It must have been tough for me to ask you to come all the way here."

"Quick, come in..."

A middle-aged man walked over. He was thin and thin. He wore a dark colored shirt and black trousers. He wore a pair of old-fashioned eyes and had a small mustache.

For some reason, this image always made Shen Qingfeng think of writing in the Republic of China. He looked weak and angry.

This kind of person could make those big shots in the military bow their heads?

"It's not hard, not hard. I will be here soon after taking a walk."

Shen Qingfeng appeared to be very polite on the surface. He walked in and found that the villa's renovation was also in a vintage style.

Being in the villa was like being transported back to a senior intellectual family in the early days of liberation.

"That's right. Brother Shen fought with the white man at the cocktail party and showed off his power. It's still fresh in my memory!"

"This is the lowlife, Lin Wanbai."

Mr Fu complimented him, then pointed at the woman beside him and said.

"Please take a seat, Young Master Shen. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare first."

Lin Wanbai smiled sweetly. She bowed and then walked towards the kitchen.

Shen Qingfeng nodded. He sat down behind him and asked, "Was Mr Fu there at that time?"

"Yes, I was drinking in a corner at that time. I witnessed the whole process. What a young hero!"

"It was a blessing to have reunited with Brother Brother Shen today."

Mr Fu did not hold back his praise. He kept praising Mr Fu as a hero, and it was almost as if he was going to be praised to the heavens.

"Haha, that white man is just a mortal, not worth mentioning."

Shen Qingfeng touched his nose. He did not know what kind of identity Mr Fu had, but his flattery skills were top-notch.

If he could learn this skill, he would probably be able to turn around in less than a month if he used it on Nangong Changan.

Liwan wore an apron around her waist as she busied herself in the kitchen. When her plump figure passed by the living room, she would inadvertently glance over.

The two of them were sipping tea while chatting.

"The dishes are here!"

Soon, Lin Wanbai tidied up a table of beautiful dishes. They were very delicious.

It could be seen that she knew that there were guests coming this time, so she had already made preparations.

"Little Brother Brother Shen, please try Wan Bai's cooking. I didn't have such good food when I was alone at home!"

Mr Fu invited him earnestly.

"Okay! Then I'll gladly accept it."

Since it's here, I'll accept it.

The two of them chatted for a long time and could be considered to have gotten familiar with each other. Shen Qingfeng did not have anything to be embarrassed about. He drank a large mouthful of wine and ate the meat.

After the meal, Lin Wanbai nicely tidied up the table and brought the drinks for the two of them to sober up.

"I know why Brother Shen came. I heard that you have gotten into some trouble recently. How many people in the military are unhappy with you?"

Mr Fu finally took the initiative to speak. The other party had never mentioned this matter, so he was really able to keep his cool.

"Yes, the old man Lu Fann introduced me to you. It seems that Mr Fu is a man with great abilities."

Shen Qingfeng said with a smile.

"Master Lu, you flatter me too much. I am just a scholar."

"It's just that my father had many relationships with many people. If I personally come to mediate this matter, they will more or less give me face."

Mr Fu's words were watertight, but also carried a deep domineering air.

To be able to make the big shots in the military give in, how much face would that be?

"However, we are first people, second people, and gentlemen. Helping each other is mutual. I came to settle this matter. Brother Brother Shen, can you help me with one thing?"0

"But there is no harm in saying it."

Shen Qingfeng's eyes revealed a look of interest. This person had such an awesome background. Was there anything else that needed his help?

"My family seems to be very close to Brother Shen at first sight. I want to be friends with you. How about it?"

"What?"

He was stunned and did not understand what the other party meant.

"Alright! I'll be more straightforward. As long as the people around me are happy, I will support them."

"As long as Brother Shen is willing to chat with Wan Bai, I'll settle the military matters for you tomorrow."

A profound smile appeared on Mr Fu's face, and that Lin Wan Bai indeed had a shy expression that was as bright as a red flower.

"This..."

Shen Qingfeng blinked his eyes. This time, he finally understood.

He thought that the other party would make some difficult request. He did not expect it to be this kind of thing. The upper-class people were indeed not ordinary.

Lin Wanbai was only about twenty-five years old, a dozen years younger than Mr Fu. He was in his youth and was very beautiful.

His looks were not considered outstanding, but they were much better than those celebrities and celebrities. After all, temperament was not something that could be faked.

Facing such temptation, should he agree?

"Young Master Shen, let me do it!"

Lin Wanbai stood up and said to him.

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