Zhang Cheng put down his wine glass and shrugged:
"I'm only responsible for providing the money."
As for project contracting, material procurement, and recruitment, the municipal government will conduct unified public bidding.
He looked around at everyone, his gaze sweeping across each face before finally settling on Feng Sanyao.
"I believe that with the strength of all of you bosses in Jiaxing, winning the bid will definitely not be a problem."
I look forward to a formal collaboration with everyone.
These words made Feng Sanyao's face turn completely dark.
Everyone present understood.
This is a rejection.
This was a slap in the face to everyone, using an official reason they couldn't refute.
Huang Pinyu's fingers tightened imperceptibly as he held the wine glass.
"Bang!"
Feng Sanyao slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.
He looked down at Zhang Cheng, who was still sitting calmly, and squeezed out a few words, one by one, through his teeth.
"Hey Zhang, don't push your luck!"
Zhang Cheng raised his head, met his gaze, and suddenly smiled.
"Boss Feng,"
He picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of food, and chewed it slowly and deliberately.
"Don't get so angry while eating."
Zhang Cheng looked at Feng Sanyao slamming his fist on the table, the smile on his face still lingering.
Huang Yifan quickly got up and pressed the panting Feng Sanyao back into his chair.
"Boss Zhang, Lao Feng has had too much to drink, please don't take offense."
Zhang Cheng remained noncommittal, picked up his chopsticks, slowly picked up a piece of poached chicken, and dipped it in soy sauce.
Feng Sanyao was forced into a chair, staring intently at Zhang Cheng, and forced out words through gritted teeth.
"Mr. Zhang, I'm a straightforward person."
We welcome you to Jiaxing to make your fortune.
But since the meat is already in our mouths, why can't we neighbors have a sip of the soup too?
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table.
"If we're unhappy, then you, Boss Zhang... probably won't be happy either."
Zhang Cheng finally swallowed what was in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then looked up.
"Mr. Feng, I understand the reasoning."
But I still maintain that the project belongs to the government; if they want it, they should bid for it.
"You really are stubborn!"
Feng Sanyao took a deep drag on his cigarette; the tip glowed crimson.
"Zhang Cheng, believe it or not, without our approval, not a single pile will be driven into your lousy industrial park!"
I don't believe it.
Zhang Cheng grinned.
Those two words were like a bucket of cold water poured into boiling oil.
The air in the entire private room instantly exploded.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Feng Sanyao, enraged, laughed coldly, stood up with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and gave Zhang Cheng a thumbs-up.
"You're from Funing County, you've got guts! Just because I called you 'boss' a few times, you really think you're something special?"
He kicked the chair behind him away, and the chair overturned on the ground with a thud.
"Want to eat in Jiaxing but not let the people of Jiaxing make a living? There's no such logic in the world!"
Feng Sanyao walked to the door, then suddenly turned around, his face contorted with rage.
"Standing up for those out-of-towners, huh? You believe me or not, with just one word from me, they'll turn around and bite you!"
Zhang Cheng picked up his teacup, blew away the foam, and said nothing.
Feng Sanyao was so angry at his appearance that his heart ached. He cursed and slammed the door as he left.
The other bosses looked at each other and got up to leave as well, without saying goodbye to Zhang Cheng.
Huang Pinyu walked at the back, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and sat down next to Zhang Cheng.
The people at the door saw this, exchanged glances, and said nothing, clearly hoping he could try to persuade him again.
"Mr. Zhang, why bother?"
Huang Pinyu lowered his voice,
"There's no benefit in going head-to-head with someone like Feng Sanyao."
Did I confront them head-on?
Zhang Cheng put down his teacup, looking completely innocent.
"I've always been very polite; it was he who wanted to blow it up."
Huang Pinyu gave a wry smile.
I understand what you're thinking.
But Feng Sanyao has deep roots in Jiaxing. If he really wants to make a move, no one can protect you, even if...
"Have you forgotten how Zhou Long and Jiang Jingtang died?"
Zhang Cheng suddenly asked a question in a casual tone.
Huang Pinyu's pupils suddenly contracted, and he even paused for a moment.
Zhou Long, Jiang Jingtang.
These two names were like two icicles, piercing his heart.
He asked Zhao Shijie, who simply told him to mind his own business.
Later, they were arrested.
"murderer"
He was executed.
But now...
He looked at the smiling young man in front of him, and a chill ran from his tailbone to the top of his head.
What are you thinking about?
Seeing his pale face, Zhang Cheng laughed even harder.
"You don't think I killed him, do you?"
"Cough...cough!"
Huang Pinyu choked on his saliva and coughed awkwardly.
"Mr. Zhang, you can't make jokes like that."
"I'm not joking."
Zhang Cheng's smile remained unchanged, and he leaned forward slightly.
"I just wanted to remind Boss Huang, how much more powerful was Jiang Jingtang back in Jiaxing than Feng Sanyao is now? And what happened to him in the end?"
"I only have one life."
"I'm the kind of person who, once I've put on shoes, doesn't mind taking them off again and playing barefoot with people."
Huang Pinyu couldn't utter a single word; he only felt the cold sweat on his back had soaked through his shirt.
Zhang Cheng stood up.
"I'm full, I'm going back to my room to rest."
He strolled out of the private room, leaving Huang Pinyu alone, staring at a table of leftovers, motionless for a long time.
In another room.
Feng Sanyao was spitting a thick wad of phlegm onto the clean floor.
Huang Pinyu pushed open the door and came in, his face full of bitterness.
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