But Sixth Master Jiang was the first to stand up: "Given all this, it can't be fake. Let's go."

"If we're lucky, we might even get to talk to that Yang Qing."

Yes, he also wanted to get involved with Yang Qing.

However, by the time a large group of merchants passed by, Yang Qing had already left.

Zhao Xin was shaking hands with Chen Yifei when he left with a cold expression.

Previously, Jiang Liuye had said that Chen Yifei was a fraud.

At this moment, I walk faster than anyone else.

He strode forward as if afraid of slowing down, and when he arrived in front of Chen Yifei, he greeted him with a smile: "Comrade Le! I am Jiang Laoliu, the president of the chamber of commerce in this market."

Is he really called Lao Liu? That's a good name.

"Oh dear, your arrival was so sudden, I didn't get to entertain you properly. Isn't that Zhao Xin from the Industry and Commerce Bureau?"

"They also said that Police Chief Yang Qing is here. They thought you knew him too."

“Familiar, an elder in the family.”

Chen Yifei left his words ambiguous, giving people plenty of room for imagination. "What, Chairman Jiang has something to discuss with Director Yang Qing?"

“Oh dear, I have some trouble at home, and some shameless people have harassed me. My son accidentally hit someone, and we gave them 100,000 yuan, but they didn’t want it at all. They just want to make my son suffer.”

"..." Chen Yifei looked up and exclaimed, "Oh, this sixth brother is Jiang Yu and Jiang Cheng's father."

I missed meeting him because he happened to be hospitalized.

Otherwise, this attempt to show off might actually fail.

All I can say is that I was just lucky, which led to me hearing my so-called "enemy" cursing me.

"Let me tell you, Comrade Le. That man is just a good-for-nothing poor guy from the Southwest. And he thinks he's superior to everyone else in Shanghai!"