Chapter: 818
"Give me the phone number." Dong Xiangchuan picked up the landline and said.
Zhao Feng said the phone number, and Dong Xiangchuan dialed it directly:
"Hello, Director Lin? I'm Dong Xiangchuan, Director General of the Southern District. You can send the final payment to Zhao Feng. That batch of goods is in compliance..."
Dong Xiangchuan's phone call was of course easy to use, Zhao Feng received a call from Lin Dong within two minutes, and he said that the final payment would arrive in the afternoon.
"Xiaofeng, let me tell you, this is to give your boss face, otherwise you won't be able to keep the money." Dong Xiangchuan said: "You kid, don't get lost just because you have a powerful boss."
Dong Xiangchuan said these words because he admired Zhao Feng and sincerely hoped that he could walk on the right path.
"I know." Zhao Feng replied: "Don't worry, Director, we have known each other for some years, you know what I am."
"I know you, but I don't know your boss. I'm worried about him." Dong Xiangchuan sighed.
He knew that the martial arts world was an existence more terrifying than the underground rivers and lakes.
"My boss doesn't even know that." Zhao Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "Except for the people he cares about, he doesn't care much about others, so don't worry, no one offends the people he cares about, he is a good father .”
"Good father?" Dong Xiangchuan's eyes widened.
What's the meaning? Why did you even call your father?
"No, I mean Mengmeng. He looks at Mengmeng every day and doesn't have time to talk about anything else." Seeing Dong Xiangchuan's expression, Zhao Feng was a little speechless.
"Oh, that's right." Dong Xiangchuan was stunned, smiled, and said, "Then I know, I'll come forward and talk to Liu Qingfeng about this matter, it depends on God's will, yes, there is one more thing to do Let me tell you, I got the news that the management personnel of the National Security Bureau will go to your boss in the near future, and the strength should be similar to or stronger than your boss, so you have preparations."
"OK."
"That's fine, there's nothing else to do, go and do your work." Dong Xiangchuan waved to Zhao Feng.
"Thank you, Director." Zhao Feng got up to express his thanks, and left.
After he left, Director Dong picked up his landline and made a call:
"Hey, Director Duan, I'm Dong Xiangchuan. You signed a contract with Liu Qingfeng just now, right? Well, that's it. Please help me make an appointment with Liu Qingfeng at noon. I want to talk to him..."
After finishing all this work, the time came to eleven o'clock, and it was half past eleven when we returned to the restaurant. Zhang Han had just cooked for today's lunch.
"master."
Seeing Zhang Han preparing ingredients in the kitchen, Zhao Feng walked over and said in a low voice, "The bidding failed, and Liu Qingfeng won the bid. Director Dong contacted me just now, and he said that he can come forward to help us talk."
"Um."
"He also said that the management of the National Security Bureau will come over in the near future and say that your strength is similar to or stronger than yours, Master, and should be a Qi Jin master or above." Zhao Feng said truthfully.
"Oh." Zhang Han didn't turn his head back, his expression remained calm, and he just responded to show that he heard it.
The corner of Zhao Feng's mouth trembled slightly.
This is too indifferent, this kind of real indifference makes Zhao Feng feel too forced.
Or use another sentence to describe it: the demeanor of a master!
'The master is awesome! '
Zhao Feng murmured softly in his heart, he could feel the master's gaze towards the martial arts world: ignore.