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Chapter 452 Negotiation

"Hey, who are you negotiating with and how do you come to such a place?" Jing Fei looked at the teahouse in front of him strangely.

Although Murong Qianqian was so angry that she was half-expectedly, she gritted her teeth and invited Jing Fei to participate in the negotiations with her. Even she herself didn't know what she was thinking. Fortunately, Jing Fei did not continue to talk nonsense next time, otherwise Murong Qianqian would swear that she would kick this bastard off the speedboat.

At this time, the two of them were standing in front of a small teahouse. Not to mention luxury, even the grade was barely considered medium. Jing Fei really didn't expect that the place where Murong Qianqian negotiated was actually such a place, which was incredible.

But Murong Qianqian didn't know if it was because Jing Fei followed him, but she didn't even bring a driver to negotiate this time, so she drove over in a Porsche.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is Uncle Jiu's teahouse." Hearing Jing Fei's words, Murong Qianqian immediately lowered her voice, and she was in awe in her voice.

"Who is Uncle Jiu?" Jing Fei did not speak loudly, but asked in a low voice. If you don't understand, Jing Fei has always maintained this good habit.

"Uncle Jiu is an old senior in the Australian market and has a high prestige in the Australian market." Murong Qianqian did not hide it and explained in a low voice.

Jing Fei suddenly realized that he had also heard that the underground world of China had an ancient unwritten tradition, especially in the south. Although some of the big guys who retreated behind the scenes no longer fought, they still had high prestige. Of course, their remaining prestige is not enough to make them turn over. If this is the case, they would not have retreated behind the scenes. However, these retired big guys are recognized as elders of prestige and the most suitable middlemen for negotiations. Generally, no matter what happens, they will give these old seniors some face.

And there are old seniors like Uncle Jiu, in every region, there are even more than one, but several.

Jing Fei just heard people talk about it before, but he didn't expect that he would catch up with it today. He was also a little excited for a moment, wanting to see what this so-called negotiation model looks like.

Murong Qianqian did not explain too much. She believed that Jing Fei could understand. After a moment of pause, she got out of the car first and walked towards the entrance of the teahouse. Jing Fei followed without hesitation.

"Miss Qianqian is here." A young man in a white shirt at the door immediately came over and said politely and respectfully.

"Well. Uncle Jiu is inside, right?" Murong Qianqian nodded casually. At this moment, the woman who was extremely charming the moment before had turned into a cold temperament. All this changed almost instantly, which made Jing Fei on the side shock his tongue. Murong Qianqian's transformation speed was too fast. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have connected the two women together.

"Yes, Uncle Jiu is already inside, and the other big guys have arrived." The young man in charge of the reception seemed to be the one on the road. He was not surprised at the cold Murong Qianqian, nor did he dare to look at it anymore, but answered respectfully.

"oh!"

Murong Qianqian nodded lightly again, then walked straight past the young man and entered the teahouse, and Jing Fei naturally followed behind.

The negotiation location is not on the first floor, but on the second floor.

Walking up the second floor, Jing Fei saw a five-eight immortal table in the lobby on the second floor, one in the middle, and one pair on both sides. At this time, there were many people sitting around the Eight Immortal Tables in the middle and on both sides, leaving only the second table on the right, which was empty.

Jing Fei's eyes fell directly on the Eight Immortals table in the center, and there were five or six on the edge of each of the other three tables, and even more people. There were only two old people at the edge of the Eight Immortals table in the center, one with a bald head and gray hair, which showed people the kind of superior.

Everyone on the second floor also saw Jing Fei and the others. The originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on the two of them.

"Murong girl is here, you are late today, haha!" said the bald man at the center of the Eight Immortals table with a smile, with a kind face. Another gray-haired man also smiled and nodded at Murong Qianqian.

"The notification time was eleven o'clock. It's still a few minutes away. It shouldn't be too late, right?" Murong Qianqian chuckled softly before greeting the two of them: "Uncle Jiu's body is getting stronger and stronger. Last time I came to see the tiger bone you gave you. I don't know if Uncle Jiu has used it. That's a good thing I got by chance."

"I used it, use it, haha, you girl is just sensible. Sit down and wait for you." The bald old man said with a smile, with a very kind attitude.

Murong Qianqian nodded, then gently nodded to the gray-haired old man, then turned around and walked towards the empty Eight Immortals table. He sat down without hesitation. Jing Fei was even more polite and sat directly next to Murong Qianqian, which was close to him. The distance was very close. The two of them sat almost side by side, even more exaggeratedly, because the seat that Jing Fei chose was a little behind, it looked more like Murong Qianqian was half sitting in Jing Fei's arms at first glance.

This scene made everyone on the second floor look strange in their expressions. Many people showed hostility when they looked at Jing Fei. It was a kind of hostility between men.

Jing Fei looked at all this clearly and was unmoved. In fact, he had already analyzed the environment on site since he walked up to the second floor. In addition to Uncle Jiu's table, the people around the three tables must have conflicts with Murong Qianqian. The eyes of Murong Qianqian were also different, with covetousness, murderous intent, and awe. In short, it was very complicated and different.

Jing Fei was not surprised by all this. If it was harmonious, there would be no so-called negotiations. But what surprised him was Murong Qianqian's attitude. To be honest, Jing Fei really didn't expect Murong Qianqian to be so calm. Moreover, this woman's calmness was not disguised, but it was completely from the heart. There was obviously a group of people around him staring at her, but the woman was not nervous at all, her face was even more calm and she was so cold.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, we should talk about the serious business, right?" Murong Qianqian and Jing Fei just sat down, and a man with a strong aura stood up at the Eight Immortals table opposite him and said loudly.

The other two leaders around the Eight Immortals Table also nodded, and then everyone's eyes looked at Uncle Jiu in the middle. It was obvious that these people respect Uncle Jiu very much, at least on the surface.

"Well, since everyone has arrived, let's start, Biaozi, you are anxious about this tea party. You can tell me what happened first, and then let's discuss it together." Uncle Jiu said majestic, but his attitude was very kind.

Jing Fei, who was sitting next to Murong Qianqian, almost couldn't help laughing, thinking that these people can really mess with each other. Who doesn't know that this is a black man? Social negotiations are even called tea party, which is simply funny.

Murong Qianqian was closest to her. When she noticed Jing Fei's strange expression, she rolled her eyes in anger and lowered her voice: "Don't cause trouble for me."

"Well, don't worry, I promise not to cause trouble for you. I just come to see the fun." Jing Fei also lowered his voice and declared his departure.

"Yeah!" Jing Fei's obedience made Murong Qianqian a little puzzled, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that this guy would make any abnormal movement again, so he patiently explained to Jing Fei: "The person who just spoke was Chen Debiao. He has two large casinos under his name, and he also has a considerable force behind it. He was the initiator of this negotiation. I won't say what the purpose is, you should understand it."

"I understand, is it the interests of the casino?" At this time, Chen Debiao had already started to talk a lot, but Jing Fei was too lazy to listen to these things, but instead asked Murong Qianqian in a low voice.

"Yes, the underground organizations of Ao City are very special. Each organization is linked to the casino, or the casino of Ao City is the open identity of the underground forces. Do you understand now?" Murong Qianqian nodded and said.

Jing Fei nodded, and Murong Qianqian said that he had already felt this, and his eyes couldn't help but fall around the other two tables near Uncle Jiu's Eight Immortals' Table. According to the rules, the person sitting next to these two tables should have a higher status, at least he would do it than Murong Qianqian and Chen Debiao.

"The middle-aged man next to our table is called Chang Jian. There are seven large casinos under his name, including three of the super casinos, and they are real big shots in Australia. The leader of Chen Debiao's table is called Ling Xinyu. There are more than ten casinos under his name, but there are not all the discontinuities. There are only two real super casinos, and like Chang Jian, they are also the leading figures in Australia. Unexpectedly, Chen Debiao invited them out this time. It seems that he has put in a lot of effort this time."

Murong Qianqian lowered her voice to explain to Jing Fei. At the end of her speech, her tone had become a little heavy. It was obvious that Chang Jian and Ling Xinyu put a lot of pressure on her. Since these two people were not invited by themselves, they could only be invited by Chen Debiao. They would definitely not stand on their side by themselves, and they were even more likely to be suppressing themselves.

Jing Fei casually glanced at the people around the other two Eight Immortals tables, and recognized Chang Jian and Ling Xinyu from Murong Qianqian's mouth. At first glance, Chang Jian looked like a very elegant middle-aged man, calm and capable, and looked like a successful businessman on the surface, but his eyes occasionally flashed a hint of coldness. At first glance, this man was the kind of hypocrite who was good at conspiracy and tricks behind him.

As for Ling Xinyu, it was the exact opposite. He was actually a very thin middle-aged man with a mustache. Even though he was dressed casually, he was even inconsistent. At first glance, he looked like a migrant worker working on a construction site, but the man had a very tough aura on his face and eyes. He had a heavy rash aura. At first glance, he looked like a hob meat type that was not afraid of death.

The temperaments of the subordinates around the two are completely opposite. The younger brothers next to Chang Jian are all dressed in spirits, such as shirts and even suits. At first glance, they look like white-collar workers on the table, but the younger brothers around Ling Xinyu are in a mess. Some people are even wearing shorts and sandals. Even Ling Xinyu himself is wearing a pair of flip-flops. No matter how many people gather together, they look like a group of unemployed gangsters and gangsters. It is an insult to say that they are migrant workers.

"That Chen Debiao is also a local person in Australia, right?" Jing Fei asked suddenly, withdrew his gaze.

"How do you know?" Murong Qianqian's face was obviously stunned.

Jing Fei rolled his eyes speechlessly. If he couldn't think of such a simple thing, he would become an idiot. Not only did he know that Chen Debiao was a local, but he must have given other people some benefits. Otherwise, he would have been so stupid that he ran here to squat. Among them, Uncle Jiu might have the most benefits. Isn't this what he has played in the past two years in the gangsters and society movies?

Movies originate from life and are higher than life.

At this moment, Jing Fei felt that this sentence was so incisive!
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