Almighty in the city

"What abandoned son surrendered, what master?" Tan Zongming made a slightly surprised voice on the phone.

"It's nothing, I'm playing online Go." Bai Yifan answered casually.

Tan Zongming on the other end of the phone suddenly felt dumbfounded. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You really don't take this matter seriously."

"You take this too seriously." Bai Yifan said with a faint smile, "Feng Baiyu is too rigid and self-serving. To put it bluntly, he is too self-confident and conceited. To deal with such people, it is actually very Simple, let him stumble, keep staggering, stumble after somersault, then he will be honest."

Tan Zongming shook his head and smiled bitterly: "But, how are you going to let him fall in a row?"

"The word'prepare' is gone." Bai Yifan shrugged and said, "I have made him plant some somersaults, and the rest is just a big somersault that can completely collapse his confidence. And this Somersault, just after the cocktail party on Saturday."

"After the reception?" Tan Zongming was taken aback, "isn't it at the reception?"

Bai Yifan smiled faintly, and said leisurely: "This kind of killer must be put at the most critical moment. The reception on Saturday is a face-to-face'hand-to-hand fight' between us and him, based on his city government and IQ , Will not put all the chips on this reception. For you, if you are going to have a showdown with your opponent, will you stud all your chips at once?"

"No." Tan Zongming answered without hesitation from the phone, "I understand what you mean-before the Saturday reception, whether Feng Baiyu can reach a consensus with the head of the Bai Group in Shanghai. According to the agreement, he will only release a smoke bomb at the reception on Saturday. Use this smoke bomb to provoke the internal relations between our Shanghai business community, and the real result will only be announced after the reception."

"Bingo!" Bai Yifan snapped his fingers, "So, my assassin, it will only be released at that time-when he stands at the peak of the winning ticket, he will be given a capitalized'crush'. Of course, The premise is that he can persuade the person in charge of the Bais Group to authorize the development rights of supporting facilities around the Disney project to Ruiyi Group."

"Do you really have a killer?" Tan Zongming's suspicious voice came from the phone, "Isn't it bluffing me?"

Bai Yifan chuckled, "Why, don't you believe me?"

Tan Zongming on the other end of the phone nodded: "I originally believed in you, but your attitude towards this matter now makes me feel uneasy."

"It's not that I don't take this matter seriously--" Bai Yifan smiled, "It's that you take this matter too seriously."

"It's about our Shanghai business community and me, and Shengxuan's face, how could I treat it lightly." Tan Zongming smiled bitterly.

"Lao Tan, you are still too courageous." Bai Yifan smiled faintly, "but it's okay, you work hard, and you have a spoiler by the side, this play can be more realistic."

"Acting, what kind of play?" Tan Zongming on the other end of the phone could only hear it for a while.

However, Bai Yifan obviously didn't want to explain more, he chitched a few more casually, and hung up the call.

Listening to the busy tone of "toot toot" from the mobile phone, Tan Zongming couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile: "This old white, his speech is getting more and more mysterious-what he called the'killer's trick', after all, is true. Or is it just a guise to bluff me and boost my confidence?"

After thinking for a while, he couldn't guess the true or false meaning of Bai Yifan's words.

With a sigh, he picked up the phone, clicked on the contact, and then dialed Jiang Haokun's number——

"Hey, Haokun, it's me, how is the conversation between Feng Baiyu and the person in charge of the Bai Group stationed in Shanghai?"

After hanging up the phone call with Tan Zongming, Bai Yifan shook his head a bit amused: "It seems that the fire I lit in the stock market last time forced Lao Tan and those old fritters in the Shanghai business community a little bit. Ruthless."

Muttered to himself, glanced at the laptop screen, the professional chess player who had just played for Baishanhe had already abandoned his son, and the confirmation of the new game has not yet popped up, and I don’t know a certain white player on the other side of the ocean. In the family manor, Baishanhe, the cheap daddy, was looking for the troopers, are they really discussing who should be the next one.

With a chuckle, he was about to throw the phone back on the table.

After thinking about it, the movement on his hand stopped suddenly.

Then, he clicked on the contact in the phone, scrolled down to "g", and tapped one of the names.

After the phone was dialed, it took a long time to hear the sound of being connected.

"Excuse me—" A young voice came from the mobile phone, and the voice was full of doubts. It seemed that he was wondering how his private number, which is not publicly disclosed, could call in a strange local mobile phone number in Shanghai.

"Poker face, it's been a long time." Bai Yifan smiled slightly, "I wanted to meet you at the reception at your house last time, but you didn't seem to show up."

"Old... Bai?!" Gong Ming heard a somewhat uncertain voice on the other end of the phone.

Bai Yifan smiled and nodded happily, "Yes, I can still recognize my voice."

"Really rare." On the other end of the call, Gong Ming, with Wannian Poker's face, also showed a rare smile on his face. "I didn't expect you to call me—I heard that you escaped from marriage and are being caught by the family. Wanted worldwide?"

"Tsk tusk, that's the news from you hundreds of years ago." Bai Yifan shrugged, "How do you feel that you are a little bit'not listening to things outside the window'? You won't have left the palace, right?"

"It's just not in the Constanly Group anymore." Gong Ming's calm voice came from the phone, "After all, my father and I have a very different philosophy. In order not to destroy the relationship between father and son, it is a wise choice not to work together. ." ..