Almighty in the city

"Old Tan?" Bai Yifan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. On the lock screen that lit up, the contact name of the caller ID was "Tan Zongming".

I opened the screen and connected to the phone. Tan Zongming's voice came from the phone: "Feng Baiyu seems to have gone to the office of Disney Engineering."

No greetings, no nonsense, since the two got acquainted with each other, they have always had such a straightforward chat.

Bai Yifan said disapprovingly, "Oh", "Then, what do you want to say?"

"I found out that Feng Baiyu seemed to have hooked up with a person in charge of the Bais Group stationed in the Shanghai Disney office." Tan Zongming's slightly worried voice came from the phone, "I am worried, Ruiyi Group Will you have eaten the cake of real estate development around Disneyland? If this is the case, then what we have done before will probably become useless."

"It would be useless for him to directly catch the line of the chief person in charge of the Bais Group's Shanghai Disney office." Bai Yifan said disapprovingly, "Lao Tan, you have dealt with subsidiaries of the Bais Group, you should know. For example, the level of the chief person in the Shanghai Disney office has a lot of attention in the Bai Group. If it sounds good, it is called the person in charge. If it sounds bad, it is an errand. The real decision-making power is still in the Bai family. In the hands of the upper echelons of the group."

"Of course I know this." At the end of the call, Tan Zongming raised his hand and gently squeezed the Qingming acupoint between his eyes twice. "However, this level of project should not be able to return to the eyes of the upper class of the Bai family. Right. As long as the above is not a question, the actual decision-making power is in fact still in the hands of the person in charge—"

Bai Yifan smiled and interrupted him: "Has Feng Baiyu caught the line of this person in charge?"

"That's not true." Tan Zongming's exhaled voice came from the phone, "However, if there are people below who match up, as Feng Baiyu and the weight of Ruiyi Group in China, it shouldn't be the case to see this person in charge. What a difficult thing. I suspect that they are going to visit the person in charge now."

Bai Yifan suddenly let out a laugh inexplicably.

"What are you laughing at?" Tan Zongming on the other end of the phone asked inexplicably.

"That's the case—" Bai Yifan said four syllables that made him more and more inexplicable.

Tan Zongming was about to ask, but Bai Yifan smiled and explained: "You probably don't know yet. Just performed a good show at the Hang Lung Center."

"Good show?" Tan Zongming on the other end of the phone couldn't help frowning, "What do you say?"

"Haha--" Bai Yifan smiled faintly, and briefly recounted what had just happened here.

"So, the one named Jian Yuzhe, the four of them were a bait thrown by Feng Baiyu?" Tan Zongming's slightly low voice came from the phone, apparently thinking about the ins and outs of the whole thing and Feng Baiyu did something like this. What purpose.

Bai Yifan chuckled disdainfully, and said disapprovingly: "The four were not bait, but a pile of shit. It was just Feng Baiyu who threw it out to disgust me. However, he did not expect this. The effect of the shit was good, and finally everyone in the Shanghai rich X-generation circle was brought to the Hang Lung Center. He did not expect that this shit would not disgust me at all, but was handled by me. ."

After a pause, he smiled slightly and said faintly: "Next, this lump of shit may turn out to be disgusting and disgusting for him-with Jian Yuzhe's temperament, I suffered such a huge loss in my hands. It's impossible to come back with revenge. However, Feng Baiyu is definitely not letting him mess around again. Then, the flashpoint of the incident, I think it should be concentrated on the reception on Saturday.

"You mean--" Tan Zongming seemed to understand.

Bai Yifan nodded: "Yes, if Jian Yuzhe's head is not full of shit, then he should understand that if he wants to attack me, the best time is only the cocktail party on Saturday. Of course. , This is also an opportunity I left him."

"Why?" Tan Zongming asked inexplicably.

"It's fun." Bai Yifan said disapprovingly.

"Fun?" On the phone, Tan Zongming's dumbfounded voice suddenly heard, "You have always done everything for nothing. This time, shouldn't it be just for fun?"

"That may be true." Bai Yifan smiled faintly, "Anyway, the answer will definitely be revealed at the Saturday cocktail party. With Lao Tan's patience, wouldn't it be impossible to wait for this little time?"

There was a burst of laughter from Tan Zongming on the phone.

After laughing, Tan Zongming frowned on the phone and continued the previous topic: "Now, Feng Baiyu is very likely to have interviewed the person in charge of the Bais Group’s Shanghai Disney Engineering Office. Let him talk about—"

"Don't worry, he can't talk about it." Bai Yifan said lightly, interrupting him, "Even if he finishes the talk, it's just a joy."

"Really?" At the end of the call, Tan Zongming's breathing seemed to have become a little faster.

"Haha—" Bai Yifan smiled faintly, "Old Tan, don't act with me, you can't beat me. At this time, call me this phone, don't you just want to confirm the guess in your heart?"

In the phone, Tan Zongming's voice suddenly took the opportunity to stop.

It took a long time before he heard his voice again: "Then you—are you?"

"What do you mean?" Bai Yifan laughed, before Tan Zongming could speak again, he hung up the call first, and a mischievous smile flashed across his face——

This kind of paradox, neither admitting nor denying, nor tacitly tacitly responding, is what makes people with high IQ like Tan Zongming the most crazy.

"Tsk tsk, Lao Tan's courage develops really fast enough." He smiled slightly and stretched his waist. "It's a pity that no matter how fast the courage develops, it is still too small.", ...