Seeing Fang Cheng asking with concern, A Le's originally tense face suddenly relaxed.
He quickly took a step forward, bent down and lowered his head, with obvious respect and gratitude in his tone:
"Mr. Lao Fang is worried about me. The injury has been cured long ago."
"Thanks to you for being willing to help me last time, otherwise I would have lost my life on the road asking for help everywhere. Even President would probably be as bad as Duo Ji."
Shen Wei laughed loudly on the side and reached out to pat A Le on the shoulder:
"This guy is no longer my personal guard captain. I plan to send him as General Manager of the shipping company, specifically responsible for the overseas freight business with Morningstar Trading."
A Le touched the back of his head, with a rare hint of shyness on his tough guy face:
"Actually, I would rather stay by President's side to protect your safety..."
"No future!"
Shen Wei interrupted him and laughed and cursed:
"You can't just be Bodyguard for the rest of your life and just do some menial work, right?"
"Taking advantage of this opportunity to cooperate with Mr. Fang, you can go out on your own and learn more about doing business."
"In the future, East City Association's industry will ultimately have to be supported by young people like you."
A Le Hearing this, he immediately puffed up his chest and said seriously:
"Since I am working for Mr. Fang's company, I will do my best and will never allow any mistakes at sea!"
Shen Wei encouraged his subordinates and turned to look at Fang Cheng:
"A Le He is usually as stubborn as a cow, but he is convinced by you. He talks about looking for opportunities to repay you for saving his life all day long."
"Mr. Fang, please remind him more in the future. If you have any errands, just leave them to him."
"Although this guy doesn't have a high level of education, he is very decisive and can be considered brave and resourceful."
"No problem."
Fang Cheng took the call and then kindly told A Le:
"Lin Chuqiao is mainly responsible for the shipping business. I'll say hello to her later and ask her to send you the specific docking process. If you don't understand anything or encounter trouble, you can contact her more."
"Yes, thank you Mr. Fang."
A Le responded quickly and wrote down the phone number of Lin Chuqiao.
Fang Cheng smiled and nodded, then chatted with A Le about cooperation matters.
It can be seen that after the last rescue incident, Shen Wei intends to support A Le, who has always been loyal, to take over and train him as his successor.
Naturally, I should pay more attention to this future partner.
After the business talk was over, the atmosphere in the office became completely relaxed.
Shen Wei stretched out his hand and motioned for Fang Cheng to move to the sofa aside and sit down, and invited enthusiastically:
"Mr. Fang, since you are here, why not stay at Golden City Resort for a few nights and relax."
"In addition to the regular entertainment facilities, there are also several VIP rooms that are not open to the public. They have baccarat, roulette, slot machines, etc., and there are many ways to play."
"If you find these boring and want something exciting, we also have cockfighting, dog fighting, and the most formal underground boxing match in Eastern Capital, which is guaranteed to keep you entertained."
He paused, seemed to remember something, and added:
"By the way, East Capital TV Station recently occupied our building and is currently filming National Newcomer Singing Competition's Training Camp program."
"There are many young and beautiful stars over there, and it's quite lively at night."
Fang Cheng Hearing this, the hand holding the wine glass paused.
He has no interest in so-called VIP rooms and underground boxing matches, but when he heard Singing Competition, Zhou Xiumei immediately came to mind.
Counting the time, it has been almost a week since Zhou Xiumei joined the top 20 player Training Camp.
Since I happen to be here today to discuss business, I might as well stop by to visit her and have a meal with her.
Seeing Fang Cheng bowing his head in silence, Shen Wei thought he was not interested in these routine pastimes, so he changed the subject:
"I remember that Mr. Fang was quite interested in Shooting before. Our underground live ammunition Shooting Range was recently renovated. Do you want to try it?"
Fang Cheng's eyes lit up and he looked up at Shen Wei:
"Is it the Shooting Range I went to before?"
Shen Wei saw that he was finally interested and immediately answered with a smile:
"Yes, it's still the same place as before."
"Not only have two 500-meter outdoor sniper target lanes been expanded, I have also ordered a batch of new Firearmss that are rarely seen on the market. It is said that they are specially designed to target Espers and heavy armors, and they are very powerful."
Fang Cheng heard this and nodded:
"Okay, I'll go over and have a look later."
It's true that he hasn't touched a gun for a long time, and the Gun Technique Skill Progress entry on Panel has been stagnant for a long time.
Now I can take this opportunity to practice my skills at Shooting Range. It's also good to play occasionally.
In fact, for him now, conventional thermal weapons are too weak and useless for fighting.
If you really encounter a difficult enemy, it would be far less satisfying to crush them directly with Fist and Foot.
But if you brush up this Skill Experience and Level Up, you might be able to get some unexpected system rewards.
Shen Wei is a very perceptive person.
Seeing that Fang Cheng agreed to stay overnight, he immediately turned his head and winked at A Le.
A Le understood, took out a black card with gold edges from the inner pocket of Suit, and handed it to Fang Cheng with both hands.
Shen Wei smiled and introduced:
"Mr. Fang, this is Golden City Resort's permanent VIP card. The Presidential Suite on the top floor of our Hotel with the best view will always be kept for you."
"No matter when in the future, you can come here for entertainment at any time, and all expenses will be charged to the East City Association's account."
Fang Cheng is not hypocritical, this little money is nothing to him and Shen Wei.
Then he put down the wine glass, reached out to take Black Card, and put it in his pocket:
"Then thank you Chairman Shen."
Shen Wei waved his hand with a smile on his face:
"Hey, Mr. Fang is too outspoken. From now on, we are all one family, and we won't talk about two families."
The two sat on the sofa, and then chatted for a while about Eastern Capital's recent situation and Golden City Resort's entertainment projects.
Fang Cheng drank the champagne at the bottom of the glass and stood up to say goodbye.
Shen Wei personally sent him to the door of the office.
A Le and another assistant took Fang Cheng towards the reserved master suite.
The corridor is paved with thick Wool Carpet, and you can hardly hear your footsteps when you step on it.
There are several oil paintings with rich colors hanging on the walls, and the warm light strips at the top illuminate the corridor brightly.
The suite is also located on the top floor, just around two corners.
The assistant quickly stepped forward, took out the sensor room key card, and scanned it on the door lock.
With a soft "beep" sound, the assistant pushed aside the heavy Double Doors, bowed and asked Fang Cheng to come in.
The suite covers an area of more than 200 square meters and is paved with natural and smooth teak floors.
In the center of Living Room is a set of milky white Genuine Leather sofas.
Directly in front is a panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, which provides excellent lighting.
On the Marble bar next to it, red wine has been prepared in the decanter, and various ice-cold fresh fruits are also placed next to it.
In the master bedroom is a two-meter-wide king-sized double bed, covered with pure white high-thread count cotton bedding.
The bathroom by the window is equipped with a semi-open double surf bathtub, and the one-way Glass that is light-tight can provide a panoramic view of the mountain scenery.
A Le stood by the entrance and said respectfully:
"Mr. Fang, please rest first. Whatever you want for dinner, you can directly use the intercom on the table to tell the kitchen to cook it."
The assistant also bowed and added more carefully:
"The internal phone number goes directly to the housekeeping department at Hotel. If you have any needs, please call at any time. We provide 24-hour service."
"The smart system in the room has adjusted the comfortable temperature and humidity for you. If you need to take a bath, the constant-temperature water in the bathtub will be filled within ten minutes. I wish you a pleasant stay."
Not to mention the environment, the service is very thoughtful and considerate, worthy of a six-star luxury Hotel.
Fang Cheng nodded with satisfaction:
"Thank you for your hard work, go and do your work."
The two men then gently closed the door and exited.
The door lock clicked shut, and the room returned to silence.
Fang Cheng walked to the huge panoramic floor-to-ceiling window and stretched out his hand to open the white gauze curtains on both sides.
Warm sunlight poured in, illuminating the entire Living Room.
Looking down from a high position, you can have a panoramic view of most of Golden City Resort.
Several European-style Auxiliary Building buildings are scattered in an orderly manner on the mountainside.
Between the buildings is a large area of neatly manicured green lawns and Gardens landscaping.
In the fountain square at the front, dozens of water columns soared into the sky under the sun, reflecting a fine rainbow halo.
Looking across the lawn, outside Auxiliary Building where TV Production Crew is, you can vaguely see several white broadcast trucks parked on the roadside.
At this moment, there are many people wearing work clothes carrying equipment, Shuttling in front of the building, looking very busy.
Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.
Zhou Xiumei should be recording a program, so it's not appropriate to rush over to visit right now.
After finishing work in the evening, it would not be too late to go over and find her.
Fang Cheng looked away and took out the black VIP card with gold rim from his pocket.
On the way just now, the assistant specially introduced me.
This card is anonymous, but it is bound to the highest level of authority Resort.
As long as you hold it, you can mobilize any resources here at will.
Whether it is the top-floor Presidential Suite, private helicopters, or special facilities that are not open to the public, they are all accessible and free of charge.
This kind of high-standard treatment is not only for convenience, but also represents the sincerity of Shen Wei's full efforts to win over.
Fang Cheng was playing with the beautifully designed cards and decided to go to Underground Shooting Range in Back Mountain first.
Now that I'm here, let's practice my hands. I haven't touched a gun for a long time, and my hands are really itchy.
Half an hour later, Fang Cheng took the internal shuttle bus and arrived at the Back Mountain area.
The entrance to Underground Shooting Range is still at the same place, hidden under an inconspicuous gray-white building.
Two strong men wearing Black Suit guarded the door like iron towers.
Their Suit hems were bulging with the guns at their waists, and their eyes were like hawks staring at everyone who came near.
Fang Cheng stepped forward and handed over the Black Card directly before the two of them could ask questions.
The strong man on the left lowered his head and glanced, his tense shoulders instantly relaxed, and the fierce light in his eyes immediately turned into a sign of respect.
He didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, but suddenly brought his legs together and bent down deeply:
"Sir, welcome, please come in!"
Another strong man quickly turned around and quickly pressed a few times on the code disk with both hands.
Just a "ding" sound was heard, and the heavy metal door slid open to both sides.
But it is a renovated elevator.
Fang Cheng stepped in and the car went all the way down.
When the door opened again, a blast of cold air mixed with a faint smell of gunpowder smoke rushed towards me.
What appears in front of Fang Cheng is a spacious and bright hall, shallow Gray sound-absorbing wall panels, and rows of neat equipment cabinets.
The renovated service area has undergone great changes, and the original rough underground Black Market style has been completely removed.
It can be said that it looks more formal and professional than before.
Fang Cheng As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a tall and sturdy man sitting behind the front desk.
The man was counting several boxes of large-caliber bullets with his head down, and raised his head when he heard the noise.
Their eyes met in mid-air.
"You... you..."
The tall, strong man stood up suddenly and almost dropped the cartridge in his hand to the floor.
His eyes were wide open and his mouth was open for a long time, unable to say a complete sentence.
This person is the person in charge of Shooting Range, Tiger Bro.
Fang Cheng walked over and joked casually:
"Why, Tiger Bro, you haven't seen me for half a year and you don't recognize me?"
Tiger Bro suddenly came back to his senses, the look of shock on his face quickly turned to enthusiasm, and his waist bent down unconsciously:
"Mr. Fang, look at what you said, how could I not know you?"
"The last time you came to our Shooting Range, Gun Technique, I will remember it forever! I'm just so surprised. Why do you have time to come here today?"
Fang Cheng glanced at the other customers in the surrounding hall and said calmly:
"I just came over here to talk about some business, and I stopped by Shooting Range to practice my skills."
"So that's it, then you are here today, we have just received a batch of new guns, which is very exciting."
Tiger Bro accompanied me with a smile and a respectful tone.
After the incident last year when Fang Cheng came to Shooting Range to buy a gun, he guessed from the attitude shown by the superior that the young man in front of him was definitely a big shot with extraordinary background.
Even East City Association's President has to win over and please him, and naturally he, a low-level boss, doesn't dare to show any slights.
While speaking, he glanced behind Fang Cheng and asked:
"Ma Donghe didn't come with you today?"
Fang Cheng replied casually:
"He went ashore to work as a civil servant some time ago and is quite busy now."
Tiger Bro heard this and couldn't help but sigh:
"That's good. Having a serious iron job these days is better than anything else."
"Mr. Fang, what do you want to play today? Shooting Range has been recently renovated, let me show you the way!"
After exchanging pleasantries, Tiger Bro immediately volunteered to be Fang Cheng's guide.
Fang Cheng didn't refuse, took out the card as a membership card, and handed it over.
When Tiger Bro saw this Black Card with gold rim clearly, his eyes instantly straightened and his tongue couldn't help but become knotted:
"This... this is Supreme Black Card of Chairman Shen?!"
"Mr. Fang, what you got is Resort top-level Black Card. There is no need to queue up to register at Front Desk. I will take you directly to the VIP exclusive Firearms library."
After saying that, he quickly handed Black Card his hands back, turned around and led the way.
At the same time, his waist was bent even lower, and the smile on his face became more attentive, with a posture that made him wish he could offer someone up on the spot.
After passing through two thick soundproof doors, Tiger Bro opened an independent warehouse with his employee card.
Various models of Firearms are neatly arranged on the Alloy rack on the wall.
From the common Glock, Beretta, to the large-caliber Desert Eagle, and even military sniper rifles equipped with the holographic Telescopic Sight, they have everything.
Huang Chengcheng's bullets are stacked in boxes in the thermostatic cabinet.
"Mr. Fang, the guns here have all been newly maintained. They are oiled and calibrated every day. You can choose whatever you like."
Fang Cheng glanced over and took out a handful of black SIGP226 Pistol, and took a few spare Magazine.
Then the slide was pulled and the rifling checked.
The crisp sound of metal machinery echoed in the room.
"That's it, give me the most difficult moving target position."
"Okay, you go to the side."
Tiger Bro agreed repeatedly and led Fang Cheng to the innermost Shooting Hall.
The space here is very large, with more than ten independent target lanes of 100 meters long separated by Bulletproof Glass.
The exhaust system was humming, constantly sucking out the remaining smoke in the air.
Fang Cheng walked to target position No. 1.
He did not wear Goggles and noise reduction Earpiece, but just pressed bullets into Magazine one by one.
The movement of fingers touching the metal cartridge case was a little unfamiliar at first.
But as the magazine clicked into the magazine, the long-lost muscle memory was instantly awakened.