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After finishing the Shanhaijing chip affairs, Jing Gao took his assistants Jiang Zi and Dong Youwei to visit Tan Qin in the evening at the well-known luxury villa area "Changning Palace" on the outskirts of Shanghai.

Not long after he returned to the devil, Danqing returned to the capital to work. Such a large-scale transfer of the Phoenix Fund requires a high-level executive. Moreover, the Taichu Strategy Research Office is still under construction and needs someone to assist him in management.

Guan Guan is qualified as the secretary of the board of directors, but as the vice chairman, he still needs to work hard.

It’s still that big European-style villa nestled against mountains and rivers. After entering the villa gate, you have to drive for about five minutes to reach the main building of the villa.

Tan Qin had been waiting at the door, laughing and shaking hands with Jing Gao, "Mr. Jing, long time no see. Your style is even better than before."

This is a pun. The last time we met was at the end of September, and now it is the end of November. And Jing Gao's status in the "jianghu" is no longer the same as before.

"Thank you." Jing Gao smiled humbly and exchanged greetings with Tan Qin. He gave him the gift he brought and later went to the restaurant to dine together. His two assistants had other seats.

In the bright and elegant restaurant, there is an Eight Immortals table and wooden chairs. Several plates of side dishes exude the aroma of authentic Zhejiang cuisine. Drinking soft rice wine, Tan Qin said a little drunkenly: "Mr. Jing, you didn't see Xie Shihuang very much at that time.

Normal. But what are your plans for Mr. Ren? Don’t get me wrong, what I want to ask myself is not to act as a lobbyist for Mr. Ren.”

Jing Gao smiled and said, "Mr. Tan, we won't talk about this topic."
Chapter completed!