JB Zone, Hualin Old Street, Tingyunxuan Teahouse.
"Smoke and smoke cover the outer world, and there is a fairy mountain that looks like a moon platform..."
The melodious singing voice of Traditional Opera slowly flows out from Phonograph, lingering in the Teahouse on the upper and lower floors.
Most of the customers who come here are elderly patrons, and there are also businessmen who come here in small groups for secret talks.
The decoration inside the store exudes an old-school Republican Era style.
The furniture is all dark retro style, and even the waiters wear traditional Tang suits and cheongsams.
When you are in it, it feels like you have stepped back in time for decades, and your eyes are full of nostalgia Aura.
However, the environment is not shabby. On the contrary, the tables, chairs, and floors are all wiped extremely clean.
Various vases and potted plants are arranged meticulously, giving it a low-key but elegant feel.
In the afternoon, there were not many guests in Teahouse, making it even more clean and elegant.
Second Floor In a certain private room, a copper chandelier casts a warm yellow light.
On a piece of Begonia Wood Round Table, there is a dazzling array of refreshments of various colors.
The crystal shrimp dumplings have thin skin and large fillings, and the pink and tender shrimps are faintly visible.
The golden durian cake has distinct layers and exudes a unique sweet aroma.
There is also a plate of roast goose that is burnt red and oily. The meat is fragrant and appetizing.
Fang Cheng was sitting at the table, showing no signs of being polite while sipping tea and admiring the scenery.
Holding the chopsticks in his left hand, he simply grabbed a piece of roast goose with his right hand.
The plump goose skin and tender goose meat were stuffed into his mouth.
His cheeks bulged, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he was chewing and swallowing so fast, as if he had been hungry for three days and three nights.
Xiaosa, who was sitting opposite, was dumbfounded.
Today he specially put on a brand new Black Suit and a dark blue tie.
Her hair was combed with hair wax to make it shiny and smooth, and her leather shoes were polished so much that she could almost reflect her figure, making her look very formal.
After all, today is the Great Sun son who is meeting his boss.
Before coming here, he had countless fantasies about this mysterious President.
Perhaps he is a tyrannical figure who is not angry but is proud of himself. Aura Field is so powerful that people dare not look directly at it.
Or maybe he is a ruthless evil god, with murderous knives hidden in his eyes.
But he never imagined that President in reality would be so... down-to-earth.
At the same time, he also recognized--
The other party was the young man I met earlier.
Xiaosa His mouth opened slightly and he forgot to close it for a moment.
However, there was no slightest bit of contempt in his heart, but a deeper sense of awe.
In his opinion, this is by no means rude, but a kind of Return to Simplicity free and uninhibited.
Why do real big shots need to care about the opinions of others?
President In this way, it can be said that he has the style of a supreme master who hides himself in the city.
Fang Cheng Three strokes and five divided by two solved the last piece of roast goose.
He picked up the Purple Clay Teapot on the table with the spout facing his mouth.
Gulu--Gulu--
Pour a few sips of scalding hot tea to relieve your tiredness.
"Ha--"
Fang Cheng exhaled a comfortable breath, put down the teapot, took a tissue and casually wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Xiaosa still looking at him blankly, he seemed very calm.
"Sorry, I'm a little hungry."
Xiaosa was shocked as if he had been electrocuted, and he quickly bowed down with a respectful smile on his face:
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, President you can do whatever you want, continue!"
Fang Cheng picked up a toothpick and picked his teeth leisurely.
After adding some today, although I made a lot of supplements at home, I specially cooked a pressure cooker Beef soup at noon.
But the body's thirst for food is far beyond that of ordinary people. By the afternoon, my stomach is already empty.
Fang Cheng glanced at the dinner plate on the table that was almost emptied by himself, and couldn't help but admire:
"Teahouse has a good selection, and the refreshments are very authentic, especially the roast goose, which is cooked just right."
Xiaosa After hearing this, the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and then he said with a smile:
"As long as you like it. I was worried that you would not be satisfied with the environment here, so I visited several places."
Fang Cheng savored the aftertaste of the roast goose for a moment, threw the toothpick into the ashtray, and turned to him:
"Xiaosa..."
Xiaosa heard this and straightened his back immediately:
"President, you can call me by my name from now on, Xiao Jianren."
Xiao Jianren? Little bitch?
Fang Cheng smacked the name, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then calmed down again:
"I'd better call you A Ren."
"Hey, okay!"
Xiaosa nodded quickly in agreement.
This title seemed more intimate, so he naturally had no objection.
It was because of the unpleasant homophony of his name that he gave himself the nickname "Xiaosa" to use it when walking Underworld.
"A Ren."
After having enough tea and rice, Fang Cheng's tone became serious:
"Chen Chen What's going on recently? What's your attitude towards your new godson?"
"President."
Xiaosa's expression also became solemn and he reported respectfully:
"Since I recognized him as my godfather, Chen Chen has arranged a consultant position for me at Yuan Chen Group, saying that he would train me well."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tugged on the tie that bound his neck, showing some discomfort on his face:
"Now I act like a white-collar worker. I clock in on time every day and learn corporate rules and regulations and management knowledge from Secretary Liu."
"President You don't know that the words on those documents are each as big as a wheel. It knows me, but I don't know it. It makes my head feel big."
"I don't know what the use of learning these things is. Does he really want to leave Red Tiger Gang and the company to me? I always feel that Chen Chen is deliberately torturing me in this way."
Xiaosa couldn't help but complain a few words, but when he saw Fang Cheng's thoughtful face, he immediately calmed down and cheered up.
"Today I deliberately lied to Chen Chen, saying that there was something urgent at home, so I took half a day off to sneak out."
"President Don't worry."
He changed the subject and spoke firmly:
"No matter how Chen Chen tortures me, I will persevere and guarantee to complete the tasks assigned by you!"
This behavior was like an oath taken by an underground worker who had penetrated into the enemy's interior.
Fang Cheng nodded slightly.
It would be a good thing if Xiaosa could really learn some modern enterprise management knowledge from Yuan Chen Group.
After all, no one would dislike their subordinates being more capable.
Then, he asked again:
"When you were around Chen Chen and Secretary Liu, did you see anyone suspected to be a member of Noah Organization?"
Xiaosa heard this and frowned, trying hard to search for the recent Memory in his mind.
"Chen Chen often takes me to meet some clients, and even introduces me to them as his most valued godson."
"Among these people, there are senior executives of the Chaebol Group, officials from government departments, and Spokesperson from other associations... It seems that I haven't seen anything particularly suspicious."
He thought hard about Meditation for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"By the way! The day before yesterday, when I was working at Yuan Chen Group, I saw a young man walking out of Chen Chen's office."
"The man was wearing a straight silver Gray Suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and he had a Little White face."
"Secretary Liu personally walked him to the elevator entrance with a respectful attitude. But that Little White didn't give him any face. He was so arrogant that he treated Secretary Liu like a slave."
"President, do you think... could he be from Noah Organization?"
Xiaosa doesn't know who Noah Organization is, and can only make random guesses based on the other party's arrogance.
Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly.
According to Xiaosa's description, that person was probably the cadre named "Zhuo Feng" whom he met at the Noah Organization meeting through the perspective of Xu Hao.
"When you see this person again in the future, pay a little attention to his movements."
Fang Cheng ordered in a deep voice, "But remember, don't do anything unnecessary, let alone expose yourself."
"Yes, President, I understand!"
Xiaosa nodded quickly in agreement.
"By the way, President."
He seemed to have remembered something very important, and immediately said:
"I have brought all the rewards for the mission you gave me."
As he spoke, Xiaosa stretched out his arm and swept aside the leftovers on the table, clearing a clear space.
Then he bent down and picked up a huge black suitcase from under the table with both hands.
The box was probably the largest model available on the market, it was half a person tall, and it was packed with stuff inside.
Looking at Xiaosa's flushed face and the veins on his forehead when he picked it up, you can tell that its weight is astonishing.
Bang!
The heavy suitcase was placed heavily on the round table, making a loud muffled sound.
Immediately afterwards, he laboriously moved up a second, almost identical suitcase.
Chila--Chila--
Xiaosa Unzip the two boxes in sequence.
In an instant, a box full of brand new red Hundred Yuan Bills was exposed to the air without any cover.
The unique aroma of ink and the visual impact of money made the atmosphere in the entire box stagnate.
"President, please take a look."
Xiaosa bowed respectfully and stretched out his hand to signal.
Fang Cheng looked at the two large boxes of cash and was speechless for a moment.
I really didn't think enough about it.
The volume and weight of 10 million in cash are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
There is no way, before today, I really had no concrete idea about so much money.
And it is not an easy task to transport such a huge sum of money here without anyone noticing.
And Xiaosa, without even asking a question, just followed his instructions and completed this arduous task meticulously.
You can imagine how much thought and effort he put into it.
Xiaosa raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, with a proud smile on his face after completing the task:
"President, do you want to count them?"
"The total here is 9.8 million, and there is also 200,000 in activity funds. I haven't touched it yet, so I didn't bring it with me."
He said with a smile, not showing the slightest complaint because this matter was too complicated.
Fang Cheng was silent for a moment, his eyes moved away from the money and fell on Xiaosa's sincere face.
Then, he spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful:
"Xiaosa, can I trust you?"
Xiaosa heard this, his body shook violently, he puffed up his chest without hesitation, and almost roared in reply:
"President, I, Xiao Jianren, owe this life to you! Without you, I would still be wallowing in the mud!"
"As long as you say a word, I will never frown even if I go up to the sword or into the sea of fire. If anyone dares to betray you, even if I can't beat him, I will be the first to twist off that bastard's head!"
His voice trembled slightly with excitement, and his eyes were filled with unreserved enthusiasm and Loyalty.
"Okay."
Fang Cheng stared at him and nodded:
"I have a very important task that I want to leave to you."
Xiaosa immediately became energetic, leaned forward slightly, and made a gesture of listening.
"Now you take out another 1.8 million from the box, add it to the 200,000 you already have on hand, and you get two million."
Fang Cheng's voice is not high, but it carries an unquestionable power:
"I want you to use this money to build the prototype of an organization for me."
"The outside of the organization is disguised as a Cleaning Company, but inside, it is a secret organization that uses professional physical means to solve various problems for customers."
"In other words, it is the legendary Assassin Group..."
Xiaosa's eyes widened instantly, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
He vaguely guessed something, and his heart was beating crazily in his chest.
For a moment, the box was so quiet that the only sounds left were the ticking of the clock on the wall and the faint sound of car horns outside the window.
Build an organization!
These four words were like thunder, exploding in Xiaosa's mind, echoing endlessly.
"The current members of this organization are you and me."
Fang Cheng continued in a deep voice:
"So, you will be solely responsible for all the preliminary preparation work, including choosing a suitable office space, setting up a headquarters, and recruiting corresponding personnel."
Xiaosa heard this and his expression froze.
He remembered that last time in the Hotel room, he tentatively asked if he had joined the organization.
At that time, President said that he needed to pass an assessment, and only if his performance was good enough could he know specific information about the organization.
And now, President actually told himself such a major secret without reservation.
What does this mean?
This means... complete trust!
"President--"
Xiaosa's throat seemed to be blocked by something, his voice was choked, and his eyes instantly turned red.
He is as humble as a bug, a gangster who crawled out from the bottom of society.
To be able to be valued by such a powerful person and given such great trust!
Growing up, he had no father and struggled to survive with the glare and bullying from his blind mother. Being beaten and scolded was a common occurrence.
When he grew up, in order to survive, he worked in Gang as Stablehand, and even went to work as a cowboy to accompany a rich woman.
The Gang leader pointed at his nose and scolded him that "mud cannot hold up the wall."
The guests he served also treated him as a plaything that could be thrown away at will.
He has never been taken seriously and looked at seriously by anyone.
But the President in front of him handed over the important task of establishing a secret organization to his hands as casually as passing a cup of tea, and yet so solemnly.
This appreciation, this trust, is worth thousands of times more than those two boxes of money combined!
For a moment, Xiaosa even felt that President was his biological father.
No, closer than my biological father!
Fang Cheng has a panoramic view of Xiaosa's excitement.
Except for his low cultural level, this guy is impeccable in other aspects.
He is smart, values love and justice, and his executive ability and eloquence are also quite good.
The most important point is that Loyalty is incredibly fast.
Speaking of which, it is among the people around me who can use it.
The details of Xu Sanduo are not well understood at the moment.
Xu Hao's identity is quite sensitive, and he is also quite cunning.
The one who really allowed me to trust myself with big things was actually this humble little gangster.
"Can you do it?"
Fang Cheng asked again, with a testing tone in his tone.
Xiaosa wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and put his feet together.
Then, he stood at attention like a soldier undergoing review and answered with all his strength:
"Yes! President!"
"I promise that even if I risk my life, I will definitely handle the things you told me properly!"
"Very good."
Fang Cheng is very satisfied with his attitude:
"Your first task now is to find the nest where the organization will take root in the future.