C136 Hurry to the Appointed Place

The next day, when he rushed to the provincial capital of Lanzhou, it was already noon when he got off work. The streets were crowded with people, and it was very noisy. It was completely different from the small town of Daan.

Lanzhou was upstream of Daan. The distance between the two was more than 100 kilometers. It would take at most two hours to drive on the highway. Before leaving Daan, Fan Wenbin returned to the company and arranged the relevant matters. Then, he led the head of the security department, Ma Jun, to Lanzhou to pay a visit to the head of Hefeng Financial Group, Mr. Zhao Yingzhe.

On the way, Ma Jun drove. In front of the boss, he exerted his driving ability to the greatest extent, driving the Land Rover at a fast and steady speed. Fan Wenbin, who was sitting in the car, felt very satisfied. It could be described as fast as lightning.

The He Feng Financial Building was located on the west side of the most prosperous Eastern Red Square in Lan Province. The entire building was sixteen stories high, and the exterior was in the shape of a "combination. " It revealed a rich Eastern architectural style. The silver-gray walls, coupled with the sapphire colored glass, gave people a sense of steadiness and steadiness when looking at it from afar.

In the end, he was a man who did a big business. His bearing was extraordinary, and it was far from what an ordinary person could compare with. Standing on the opposite side of the street, Fan Wenbin stared at the He Feng Financial Building. He felt a solemn and majestic aura rushing toward him, and he could not help but let out a respectful sigh in his heart.

Before coming to Lan Zhou, the He Feng Bank's Branch President Zhou Boyi, according to Fan Wenbin's repeated requests, after pondering for a while, he felt that no matter how he looked at it, he should not reject this request. Therefore, he sent an electronic mail to the headquarters that Fan Wenbin wanted to pay a visit to Mr. Zhao Yingzhe.

Two days later, the headquarters replied that Mr. Zhao Yingzhe agreed to meet Mr. Fan Wenbin. The time of their meeting was set at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the location was at the Grinding Villa, which was about eight kilometers away from the downtown area of Lan Province.

Although they frequently came to Lan Province every few days, this time was completely different from the past. In the past, he had come for meetings or business negotiations, but this time, he had taken the initiative to pay a visit to the famous financial tycoon in the country, Mr. Zhao Yingzhe. Moreover, he had a hint of begging.

Therefore, from the bottom of his heart, Fan Wenbin looked at this meeting very seriously and solemnly, and he had no choice but to hurry up. While showing his sincerity, he also expressed his respect for Mr. Zhao Yingzhe.

At this moment, standing on the street opposite of the He Feng Financial Building, Fan Wenbin looked up at the magnificent building with a solemn expression. Fan Wenbin suddenly felt that he was very tiny, and he also realized the gap between him and Zhao Yingzhe. He could not help but feel ashamed of himself.

Sigh, Zhao Yingzhe is really powerful and capable. After twenty years of hard work, a very small and inconspicuous commercial insurance company developed into a financial group with great influence in the world, and its business covered many industries such as bank insurance, futures, and real estate.

He turned around and looked at himself. Although Hucheng Group was already a listed company and had some fame in the province, it was nothing compared to a super tycoon like Hefeng Financial Group. The two were not on the same level at all.

With a little regret, Fan Wenbin sat back in the car and asked Ma Jun to drive the car to the Grinding Mountain Villa. That was the destination he was going to go to today. Because, in the Grinding Mountain Manor, he was going to hold a very grand meeting with Zhao Ying Zhe. To put it more seriously, this meeting might very well affect Hua Cheng Group's future direction.

This time, he had come to Lan Province to pay a visit to Zhao Yingzhe. There was only one thing, and that was to discuss the matter after the bonds of Hua City Corporation expired. Two years ago, the Hefeng Bank's Daan Branch was very proactive in buying company bonds worth nearly 100 million. These bonds were about to expire.

Under Ma Jun's control, the Land Rover took a lot of effort before it used up a very crowded downtown area. After that, it turned on a rough but small road and smoothly drove towards the Grinding Mountain Villa along a winding valley.

The two sides of the road were filled with all kinds of flowers and trees. Although it was winter, upon closer inspection, there was still a trace of dry green. The mountains were not tall, but the ditches were very long. After walking for about ten minutes, they finally saw the stone door, stone pillar, and the vintage Grinding Villa.

According to the information collected by Fan Wenbin, this place was called the Eight Mile kiln. In the past, it was called the Eight Mile kiln. It was a small mountain village with only a little over a hundred villagers. In the 1980s and 1990s, the young people in the village all flocked to Lanzhou City to make a living, leaving only the old, weak, and disabled people who could not get out.

Later, the village government moved these old people who stayed behind to a five-mile brothel village very close to the city of Lanzhou, merging the original two villages into one village. The eight-mile kiln became an empty village with no one to live in. It became more and more desolate day by day, and more and more run-down day by day.

At the beginning of the 20th century, in order to open up the western market, the Hefeng Financial Group's headquarters moved from Shenzhen to Lanzhou. They bought a piece of land from the original eight-mile brothel village and built a large leisure and entertainment resort called Water Mill Villa. According to legend, the name of the Grinding Water Villa was personally decided by the chairman, Mr. Zhao Yingzhe.

Eight miles of kiln, as the name suggested, was only eight miles away from the city of Lanzhou. However, due to the deep ravines, transportation was inconvenient. In ten years, there was nine years of drought. In the last century, it was very poor and backward, and it even ate a long period of national relief food.

However, in the past ten years, along with the continuous expansion and expansion of the city of Lanzhou, as well as the rapid expansion of the greenery of the mountains and rivers, the eight-mile kiln became the first choice of some rich people. They built many small villas with different styles, and every summer when it was hot, they would come to this place for summer vacation and leisure entertainment.

Therefore, the reputation of the Grinding Mountain Villa had become more and more well-known. In addition, the dishes here were mainly plain and simple, and all kinds of entertainment facilities were available. Today, which advocated returning to nature, it had even become a very ideal natural place to discuss business and invite guests to a banquet. It was even a very pleasant and comfortable place.

Now, Zhao Yingzhe had chosen the place where the two of them first met at the quiet Grinding Mountain Villa. Fan Wenbin faintly realized that this financial tycoon, who dominated the Shang Sea and rarely met his match, had a trace of yearning for a peaceful and leisurely life in the fields.

The Land Rover had just stopped when a tall and sturdy young man walked over quickly. His face was full of a professional smile. Through the window, he asked politely in a soft voice, "Excuse me. Is it Mr. Fan Wenbin?"

After Ma Jun nodded with a smile, he jumped out of the car very agilely. He opened the rear door and placed his right hand on the top of the door. After Fan Wenbin got out of the car, he carried his handbag and followed closely behind him, not leaving a single step. The series of movements were very well-practiced and did not lose out to elegance and beauty.

Seeing that the other party's fair and refined face revealed traces of arrogance, the young man immediately knew that this was Fan Wenbin. Hence, he cleverly introduced himself, "Mr. Fan, I am the manager here who is in charge of receiving distinguished guests. My surname is Lu, you can call me Xiao Lu in the future. "

Fan Wenbin also smiled slightly and took the initiative to shake the other party's hand. Then, with a slightly praising tone, he said, "Xiao Lu looks very handsome and capable. He is at the time when he is young and has great ambitions. "

Fan Wenbin had always respected these people who relied on working to earn money to support their family. He thought that it was not easy for them. This point formed an extremely clear contrast with those people who walked sideways like Wang Ba once they had money. Of course, this was also largely due to his birth in the countryside.

Xiao Lu repeatedly said a few words of "thank you. " Then, he led the way in front and brought Fan Wenbin and Ma Jun into the hall. He said to a graceful young woman who quickly walked over and said, "Manager Wang, Mr. Fan is here. Please take care of him. " Then, he nodded at Fan Wenbin and Ma Jun, turned around, and walked out briskly.

"Mr. Fan, welcome to the Grinding Water Manor. I'll be at your service at any time. " Manager Wang was very beautiful. He smiled sweetly and revealed two round dimples on his cheeks. Then, he said in a clear and melodious voice, "Mr. Fan, please follow me to the guest room on the second floor to rest. "

According to the information, Fan Wenbin knew that the second floor was specially used to receive important guests from Hefeng Financial Group. Zhao Yingzhe had instructed his subordinates to arrange for him to be in the VIP room on the second floor. It could be seen that he still attached great importance to him and the meeting this time.