In the capital, alleys are the characteristic of this ancient city.

Walking through the streets and alleys, you can see gray walls and black tiles, the sky is full of wires, and there are naughty kids playing and playing on the ground, and the air is filled with the delicious kitchens of neighbors.

Liu Wenbin traveled through it, but he didn't know how long he had walked, and finally arrived at his destination.

Sifang Hotel, a very ordinary hotel name.

The exterior decoration is also very ordinary, and Liu Wenbin couldn't understand why he offered to make an appointment here even if he wanted to break his head.

At the door, Fan Guoliang was already waiting in place. When he saw him coming, he hurriedly shouted:

"Xiaobin, here."

"Uncle Fan, have you been waiting for a long time?"

The uncle and nephew are just because he beats a snake and goes with a stick, and of course he is also a lover of a man.

For Liu Wenbin, Fan Guoliang did help him a lot, whether it was his previous loan or this time he tied the bridge, this love must be borne.

For the latter, Liu Wenbin is indeed a very good young man. He knows how to be grateful, has unique eyes and is also clever in methods.

Whether it is an Internet company or a financial investment, it is doing well.

In just a few months, he earned over 10 billion yuan. Fan Guoliang has never seen such a young man in his decades of life.

Therefore, it is natural for the two to get close to each other.

"There are twenty minutes left before the agreed time. It's early, let's go."

As they said, the two of them walked side by side, chatting while walking.

"Old Qin needs to preside over a meeting today and will arrive later, but I was playing chess with Lao Wei just now. I will introduce you to meet you later..."

Old Wei?

Liu Wenbin was thinking about the meaning of the other party’s words, but he had no idea.

Although he had been studying in Beijing for four years and had been crawling and struggling in this city for many years, he couldn't figure out who the other party's mouth was.

After all, Fan Guoliang is within the system, and someone who can play chess with him must have a good status.

There is a saying in China that says, "Don't compare yourself with anyone who is rich in the demon world, and do not compare yourself with others in the capital."

If a stone falls down in this land in Beijing, it may hit a deputy bureau or section chief.

Seeing his thoughtful look, Fan Guoliang was very appreciative, but said:

"Lao Wei is a member of the state-owned oil company. He should know your investment in Xiguo Petroleum, so he wants to come and ask for directions to see if there is any possibility of cooperation."

Hearing this, Liu Wenbin was delighted, but said with a surprise look on his face:

"Ah, is Old Wei the old Wei? Are state-owned oil companies still lacking oil?"

This issue depends on which aspect to consider.

State-owned oil companies say that they lack oil, and they don’t have to say that they don’t have to.

The lack of oil is because oil is a non-renewable resource, and domestic fuel consumption is increasing year by year, so the mining speed cannot keep up.

In addition, although the country is vast and has a lot of resources, it has too many people, so it can only half mine and half import.

So, this is the general situation of the domestic oil market.

Since Liu Wenbin is investing in this industry, of course he has learned about these things.

The reason why he was surprised was that Lao Wei came forward in person.

Fan Guoliang had already nodded just now, it was the old Wei.

How many old Wei can state-owned oil companies have?

There is only one leader.

How can he not be surprised if the top leader takes action himself?

This is a real big shot, the kind that can reach the sky.

Before he was reborn, where did he see such a big shot? Oh, except for TV.

Before Fan Guoliang could answer his question, the two arrived. Two middle-aged and elderly people sat under the grape rack to cool off and play chess.

"Old Wei, you lost this game."

When Wei Hongzhi heard this, he didn't raise his head and made a move. Then he looked at Fan Guoliang and laughed and scolded:

"Old Fan, shut up, watch chess without saying anything, you are a real gentleman. You are a real villain. Is this Mr. Liu? Hello, please sit down."

"Yes, I'm just about to introduce it to you. This is Liu Wenbin of Yuanbao Holdings, Xiaobin, this is Lao Wei. The person opposite him is Lao Fang. The two are born mortal enemies, but they don't know each other without fighting, so their relationship has always been good."

After Fan Guoliang introduced it, Liu Wenbin stepped forward to say hello.

Putting aside the identity, the other party's age is here, and it is probably older than his cheaper father, Lao Zhang, so it's normal to say hello.

Maybe Fan Guoliang said it right, Lao Wei lost quickly.

"I can't go down, I can't go down. Every time Lao Fan appears, I can't win. It's such a crow in the world, just like a black man."

Wei Hongzhi's words made both Lao Fan and Lao Fang curse.

Liu Wenbin, who was standing beside him, smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Fortunately, he didn't embarrass him for long, the chess piece was taken away, and the tea was poured again and the chat officially began.

Three old foxes and one rookie had no topic at all, but they started chatting.

Start with the favorite clichés from Chinese people: what is the name, where you live, how old you are, whether you get married or not.

Anyway, you will find the topic soon.

I got a lot of home-cooked conversations, and as I talked, the distance got closer and the sense of strangeness gradually disappeared.

Liu Wenbin, who is so terrifying in Beijing films, can also chat with these hutong masters.

The roots of the imperial city and the emperor's feet are the most romantic.

After chatting for nearly an hour, I changed the tea, but Lao Qinleeng did not show up.

At this time, Lao Wei did not continue to wait.

Do your own business first.

"Xiao Liu, what were you planning to invest in that Xiguo Oil Company?"

Liu Wenbin was qualified in acting, smiled bitterly, and said genuinely: "What else can you plan? Keep it first, anyway, oil is buried underground and can't escape."

Wei Hongzhi was speechless. It seemed that he had been chatting in vain just now. If he had known that the other party was a little fox, he would have to come here in person?

Seeing that Lao Wei was defeated, Lao Fang smiled unkindly.

"Xiao Liu did a pretty job. In fact, Lao Wei just wanted to take advantage of the situation. If Xiao Liu, you have the idea of ​​selling shares, you can contact me. Lao Fan knows the credibility of my Lao Fang best."

"Don't let your mother go!" Wei Hongzhi was angry, his old face turned red, and he didn't know if he was awesome in acting or was angry.

"You are just a second-hand dealer, who delivers goods dead. What's the point of being proud of?"

"I'm so embarrassed that I'm angry. Look, it's not my fault."

Old children and old children, the older they get, the more children they get, and this is true.

Looking at the two spitting at each other, Liu Wenbin was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Fan Guoliang looked at this scene with a smile, and from time to time he took a sip of tea, crossing his legs and shaking, which was simply too leisurely.

This calm mentality of sitting and watching the tiger fight made Liu Wenbin stunned.

Lao Fang and Lao Wei quarreled for a while before they looked at Liu Wenbin again.

Wei Hongzhi said sincerely again:

"Xiao Liu, if you really have an idea, our state-owned oil companies are definitely trustworthy."
Chapter completed!