He said he was asking if He Wentao was free, but his tone did not mean to ask.

He Wentao smiled: "I don't know what Mr. Gao is asking me for?"

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it later when we meet."

Gao Fei responded lightly and added: "By the way, I don't like others calling me Mr. Gao, you can call me Mr. Gao, or Gao Shao. See you at the Fugui Hall of Phoenix Hotel at 6 o'clock in the evening."

After saying that, without waiting for He Wentao to answer, he laughed and hung up the phone.

"Young Master Gao? Young Master Gao?"

He Wentao muttered, and another slight guess about Gao Fei's identity.

He thought about it and found Qian Zhiming's number. After thinking about it, he still called Liu Dinghua.

"Mr. He, have you offended someone?" Liu Dinghua answered the phone and asked directly.

As he said that, he continued, "Someone should have said hello to the bank. Oh, you can take it yourself. I can't help you for the time being."

Liu Dinghua was a little helpless.

During his tenure, he finally supported the prototype of a large company, but it was the result of the reform. It was originally a good political achievement. But now, it might be a mess.

If he hadn't been in a responsible attitude, he wouldn't even want to answer He Wentao's phone number.

He Wentao was not panicked: "Liu City, you misunderstood. I was not here to ask for help."

"Don't you ask for help? Are you not in a hurry now?" Liu Dinghua was a little confused.

He Wentao responded: "Someone has already taken action, and it's useless to be anxious, right? Liu City, I want to ask if there is any big man in the province with the surname Gao?"

"Submit Gao?"

Liu Dinghua frowned and thought for a while, passed the big boss in the province, and finally shook his head and said, "The provincial deputy provincial governments are not named Gao. Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"No?"

He Wentao was stunned.

He usually has the habit of reading news and pays great attention to the trends in the province.

But he really never noticed the boss named Gao.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration in He Wentao's mind: "Liu City, is Gao Zhenkai the boss of the provincial banking department?"

"That's right, Gao Department is the oldest and most powerful in the provincial banking system... Wait, He Wentao, did you offend Gao Zhenkai?"

Liu Dinghua was anxious and called out He Wentao's name directly.

But when he thought about it, he shook his head: "No, you don't have a chance to offend him."

"Who said no?"

He Wentao smiled helplessly and said, "I really didn't offend Gao Zhenkai, but Gao Fei just called me and asked me to meet at the Phoenix Hotel in the evening."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Dinghua fell silent.

After a while of silence, he sighed and said, "Mr. He, I am a little more crazy about you. Let me tell you a few words that are not in line with my identity. When doing business, someone must help me. You... Oh, you think about it yourself."

"Okay, I remember Liu City's advice. It just so happens that our Blue Cat Paradise plans to raise funds. If Gao Fei really plans to invest, I will welcome you."

"That's good, that's good, Mr. He, Mr. Gao, is still very strong in the banking department. With his help, it is definitely not a problem for you to expand quickly in Blue Cat Paradise."

"Don't worry, Liu City, if you offend anyone, we can't offend the God of Wealth."

After hanging up the phone, He Wentao smiled coldly.

God of Wealth?

The God of Wealth is the God of Wealth that everyone makes money happily together.

The one who comes up and puts pressure on the trouble and wants to take advantage of it is a nonsense God of Wealth!

However, even though He Wentao thought so, he decided to meet Mr. Gao.

...

At 5:55 in the evening, He Wentao drove the crown and appeared at the entrance of the Phoenix Hotel on time.

After parked the car, I happened to see Zhou Kean at the gate, squeezing at a young man with a smile on his face and pleasing to him.

The man should be about the same age as He Wentao, who looks like he is twenty-five or six years old, and he is very energetic in a decent casual suit.

Aside the man, there was a young woman carrying a bag.

Probably, he is his secretary.

When He Wentao walked over, the man had already walked into the Tang Dynasty with his woman.

And behind them, Zhou Ke'an followed suit and introduced something from time to time.

It was not until the young man waved his hand, and seemed a little impatient that Zhou Kean gave up and stood there and watched motionlessly.

"Mr. Zhou, who is that?"

"Hmm? Mr. He?"

Zhou Ke'an's expression changed slightly, but what made He Wentao brows was Zhou Ke'an's name.

He Wentao's expression remained unchanged, but Zhou Ke'an was a little reserved.

"It's Mr. Gao from the province and the God of Wealth."

Zhou Kean smiled and said, "I still have something to do, Mr. He please do whatever he wants."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou doesn't have to be polite to me."

He Wentao smiled and clearly felt Zhou Ke'an's alienation.

It must be that the recent incident has been causing trouble.

However, this may not be a good thing.

True love is revealed in times of adversity, and Zhou Kean and him cannot take the same boat.

He Wentao looked at the back of Mr. Gao, smiled slightly, and followed.

Gao Fei, who was in front, had already arrived outside the Fugui Hall.

The female secretary quickly stepped forward and opened the door, and her face changed.

"Young Master, the person hasn't arrived yet."

"Not arrived?"

Gao Fei's face darkened, he raised his wrist and looked at the Vacheron Constantin on his wrist.

At exactly six o'clock, no more, no more.

But He Wentao was just late before he arrived.

He Gao Fei invited him, how dare a little boss be late?

Gao Fei's face became extremely gloomy.

Just then, He Wentao's voice sounded.

"Ah...you are Mr. Gao?"

When Gao Fei heard the sound and turned to look at He Wentao, his face had recovered a lot.

But there was still a gloomy inside.

"Are you He Wentao?" Gao Fei spoke, his voice without any emotion.

He Wentao smiled: "Mr. Gao, I am He Wentao. I rarely come to Phoenix Hotel. I haven't found the location of the Fugui Hall for a while. I'm sorry."

"Haha, it's okay, I just arrived."

Gao Fei was bored for a moment and walked straight in.

The female secretary trotted forward, pulled the chair in the main seat away, let Gao Fei sit down, made tea for him, spread out the napkin, poured red wine, and arranged chopsticks. She stood on one side only after a series of movements were finished.

He Wentao followed in and couldn't help but feel funny.

A mainland young man looks quite a lot.

Oh, this is called a sense of ritual.

He Wentao casually pulled a chair and sat down.

"Mr. Gao came to me, I don't know what..."

"No hurry, let's talk about it after you finish eating."

Gao Fei waved his hand and interrupted He Wentao's words.

Soon, the waiter delivered two copies...

Um?

Western food?

He Wentao almost cursed.

He felt something was wrong when he looked like that just now. It turned out that Gao Fei ran here to eat Western food.

He Wentao was too lazy to care about the sense of ritual, so he cut the steak and feasted on his own.

After the ventilation swept away the clouds, He Wentao burped, which made Gao Fei and the female secretary frown.

"Okay, I'm full, I don't know Mr. Gao is asking me for..."

"Mr. He, please wait until the high school finishes eating before discussing business. When we high school is having a meal, we don't like people to talk." The female secretary reminded coldly.

At this time, Gao Fei suddenly snorted, threw the knife and fork in his hand into the plate, and made a "ding" sound.

He waved, and the female secretary immediately took out a contract from the briefcase and placed it on the table.

Gao Fei grabbed the contract, threw it in front of He Wentao, and spoke lightly.

"Ten million, buy 20% of your Blue Cat Group shares, so you won't have to worry about funds in the future. Sign up."
Chapter completed!