Chapter 160 The 160th Day of Not Running Away The 160th Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 160 The 160th Day of Not Running Away The 160th Day of Not Running Away...

"Brother Chen, I've heard so much about you."

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Wang Xun was not a rough and uncouth man who wielded swords and spears. On the contrary, he was dressed in a suit and looked very refined. If you put him next to Wen Qunshu, many people would probably believe that he was a college student.

Chen Bo looked at him with a puzzled expression at first.

Wang Xun quickly realized the problem. He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Chen Bozheng: "Ali is my younger brother, and I am his older brother, Wang Xun."

“Mr. Wang.” Chen Bo glanced at the business card. Wang Xun’s identity on the card was actually that of a real estate company general manager.

That's quite interesting: "You came to see me, is there something you're planning to do?"

“I didn’t mean anything by it. I didn’t know Ali was that kind of person before. I was angry after I found out about it yesterday. Ali’s actions are a disgrace to us men.”

Wang Xun said, "That's why I've swallowed my pride and come here to apologize. Also, I've made a reservation at Dongfulai Restaurant and would like to invite you to be my guests tonight at seven o'clock. Ali will personally apologize to you then. I wonder if Mr. Chen would do me the honor?"

If Wang Xun had come over in a huff, Chen Bo might not have taken it seriously.

He'd seen plenty of thugs like this who only knew how to show off, and he knew how to deal with them.

Chen Bozheng had never seen anyone like Wang Xun who went out of his way to invite him to dinner. He raised an eyebrow slightly, remaining calm and composed: "There's no need for that. It's just a small matter, why bother spending money? Let it go."

"That won't do."

Wang Xun shook his head and said, "I also invited Brother Lin Zhiyong to mediate. Mr. Chen, please come for our sake."

After saying this, he smiled, nodded to Wen Chan who had come out, and turned to leave.

Wen Chan glanced at his back and felt that he looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

She glanced at Chen Bozheng, who was frowning as he held the business card, and asked, "Who is he?"

"That guy who used to be Ali's boss," Chen Bo said, putting away his business card. "He's treating us to dinner tonight."

Wen Chan looked at him in surprise upon hearing this, "A trap?"

Chen Bo glanced at her. "I don't know, but there's no such thing as a good banquet. But since Brother Lin is going, I have to give him face."

Whether in the martial arts world or in business, face is something that is mutually given. Since Wang Xun has managed to get Lin Zhiyong to come, he has to show up.

However, before going, Chen Bo made a phone call to Lin Zhiyong to find out who Wang Xun was.

When Lin Zhiyong heard the name Wang Xun, he clicked his tongue. Even through the phone, Chen Bozheng could almost see Lin Zhiyong frowning.

Chen Bo asked, "Brother Yong, what's wrong? You're getting impatient with my offer to make peace tonight?"

Lin Zhiyong said, "It's not that I'm impatient."

He said something to his wife beside him, put on his cotton-padded coat, walked out of the house, squatted on the threshold, and said, "Ah Zheng, someone asked me to do this. They know I know you. But that Wang Xun, he's a bit strange. How did you offend him?"

Chen Bozheng said, "It was just a coincidence, nothing serious. I've never heard of him before."

Lin Zhiyong said, "Of course you haven't heard. He wasn't originally from Beijing; he came from Harbin. He's gradually made a name for himself over the years, and I heard he has a big Hong Kong boss backing him up. He's very wealthy."

He paused here, then said, "He's from out of town, and you'd think that someone would have taken a disapproval of his arrogance long ago. But after several bosses who wanted to teach him a lesson got into trouble, the others didn't dare to."

Chen Bozheng understood the unspoken meaning in Lin Zhiyong's words.

As the saying goes, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake.

It's no big deal for Hong Kong big bosses to hold on. Even if you have money, it's not enough. The thugs in Beijing care about money, but they care about more than just money. You can kill someone with money.

If someone from out of town wants to gain the respect of the locals, they need to have some outstanding abilities.

For both personal and professional reasons, Chen Bozheng changed his mind and decided to attend the dinner party in person to see what kind of person Wang Xun really was.

The monks wanted to go with them, but Chen Bozheng refused.

Chen Bo was putting on his coat when he said to Wen Chan, "I'll be right back."

Wen Chan trusted him completely and didn't ask any further questions.

Dongfulai Hotel is a bit far away.

The restaurant was a Cantonese restaurant, but it had a wide variety of dishes. They made whatever was expensive, including steak and Japanese food.

It's both laughable and frustrating that they run a Cantonese restaurant.

"Brother Chen, you've finally arrived! We were worried you wouldn't come." Wang Xun and his group of seven or eight men stood up as soon as Chen Bozheng appeared.

Chen Bo nodded to Wang Xun, "Mr. Wang is joking. Since Brother Lin is here, how could I not come?"

He gestured with his chin towards Lin Zhiyong.

Lin Zhiyong walked towards him with one of his brothers, offered him a cigarette, and Chen Bozheng took it and tucked it behind his head.

He noticed several unfriendly eyes staring at him, and following their gaze, he saw it was Ali and his group.

"So, you guys have been released?"

Chen Bo smiled at them and teased them.

Ali and the others' expressions immediately turned sour.

One of them even slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "What did you say?!"

"Shut up!" Wang Xun gave the man a cold look.

The man's expression changed, and he actually shut up.

Chen Bozheng looked somewhat surprised.

He knew these thugs too well, which made him realize that Wang Xun was no ordinary person.

When the waiter brought the menu, he noticed that the atmosphere in the room was a bit off and paused for a moment. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Xun and handed the menu to him, saying, "Mr. Wang, you're here again."

Wang Xun laughed and said, "Yes, the dishes here are very good, suitable for entertaining distinguished guests. President Chen, Brother Lin, please see what you would like to eat and order whatever you like. Give me a chance to apologize tonight."

"You can't say that. It wasn't a big deal to begin with, there was no need to make such a fuss."

Chen Bozheng said, handing the dish to Lin Zhiyong, "Brother Yong, it's more appropriate for you to order the food since we've made peace today."

Lin Zhiyong was used to doing this kind of thing, so he quickly ordered more than a dozen dishes.

Wang Xun didn't even lift his eyelids. He looked at Chen Bozheng and said, "Brother Chen, I said I would give you an explanation tonight, and I will. Ali, come here."

Ali, chewing gum, swaggered over and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry."

Chen Bozheng was too lazy to argue with him and nodded indifferently.

But at that moment, Wang Xun suddenly stood up and slapped Ali hard, knocking him to the ground.

Ali slammed onto the table, fell to the ground, tilted his head back, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Li!"

"Brother Xun!"

Almost everyone stood up, staring in astonishment at the scene before them.

Chen Bozheng was also taken aback for a moment, but soon he looked at Wang Xun with interest and tapped his fingers on the table.

Wang Xun wiped his hands with a tissue and said to Chen Bozheng, "Mr. Chen, I was young and inexperienced. Are you satisfied with this?"

Chen Bo looked at Ali, who was covering his face on the ground, and then at Wang Xun. "President Wang is too serious. It's really not a big deal."

The day after the dinner, Chen Bozheng called Liang Wenxuan over and gave him Wang Xun's business card.

When Liang Wenxuan saw Wang Xun's name, he even smiled and said, "Ah Zheng, you know Wang Xun too?"

"You know him?" Chen Bo asked in return.

Liang Wenxuan laughed and tossed the business card aside, then took out another identical one from his card holder. "How could I not recognize you? After all, we're both in the real estate business."

"How much do you know about his company?" Chen Bozheng asked.

Liang Wenxuan could tell that Chen Bo was serious. He scratched his head and said, "Not much. I heard he's quite rich. He bought a piece of land in the West District at the end of last year, more than 20,000 square meters."

"More than 20,000 square meters? How come I didn't know about this?" Hua Lingfeng poked his head out and asked.

Liang Wenxuan lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Xiao Hua, do you really need to say this outright? It's obvious that this is only for Wang Xun. Even if we know, what can we do?"

He said, "I estimate that their housing project will start construction at the end of this month. Goodness, I think the price of commercial housing is really going to go up."

Liang Wenxuan sounded somewhat excited.

He had been buying and selling houses for many years. Although he wasn't highly educated, he knew perfectly well that as long as more and more people entered the market, house prices would go up.

Chen Bozheng's expression, however, was somewhat serious.

He picked up a glass of water, took a sip, and said to Liang Wenxuan and the others, "I think the real estate market this year will be even more difficult than it appears."

Liang Wenxuan, Hua Lingfeng, and the others were all stunned.

Liang Wenxuan asked, puzzled, "Why? I see a lot of people planning to buy houses at the beginning of this year."

Chen Bozheng said, "That's why it's even harder to do business. Everyone wants to make money in this industry. Think about it, Wang Xun's land, which is more than 20,000 square meters, was sold quietly. So how many others are like Wang Xun?"

Chen Bozheng glanced at everyone.

Everyone was stunned.

That statement is indeed quite reasonable.

Historically, when supply exceeds demand, housing prices will fall.

However, if housing prices fall, real estate companies will suffer greatly.

Chen Bozheng said to Liang Wenxuan and the others, "I think we should gather some information from the market in the next few days, Xiao Hua."

"Yes," Hua Lingfeng replied.

Chen Bozheng said, "You're well-informed in that area, so spend more time socializing these days and find out how much land they plan to sell to build commercial buildings last year and this year, Brother Liang."

"Go ahead," Liang Wenxuan said politely to Chen Bozheng.

Chen Bo was pressing his hand on the table and said, "You have many friends, and many people in the real estate business. If you want to know how many people want to buy a house and how much they are willing to pay, no one else can get first-hand information except you."

Liang Wenxuan was overjoyed to hear Chen Bozheng's words.

He patted his chest and said, "Ah Zheng, don't worry, I'll go and find out the housing prices and sales situation in all parts of Beijing."

"Then I'll leave this to you." Chen Bozheng didn't stand on ceremony with him.

He thought for a moment and then made a phone call to Wang Jianquan, because only Wang Jianquan could contact the workers.