The last sunset in the sky turned into dark clouds, and night fell.

Beiping City, Baiwei Tower.

In a private room on the third floor, Jin Xilai and Wen Ya were sitting, waiting for Chu Mufeng to arrive.

Because Chu Mufeng came forward to help resolve the last crisis in Quanjude, so the two of them would like to express their gratitude.

Of course, according to Jin Xilai, they are all his own people, so there is no need to be so polite, but Wen Ya disagrees and cares about this etiquette very much.

But the person invited hasn't come yet. Wen Ya couldn't help but asked uneasily: "Come to the west, will Chief Chu not be here?"

"Xiaoya, are you like this? Didn't I tell you that you are my girlfriend now, so just call the fourth child by his name, or you can call him Mu Feng. Open your mouth and shut up, Chief Chu,

It sounds so twisted and outlandish."

Jin Xilai patted Wen Ya's hand and said with a smile.

"It's weird to listen to you!"

Wen Ya glanced at him with an irritated look: "I told you too, he is your good brother. If you can do this, why should I do this? I am just your girlfriend now, so it's better to be more careful."

"Yes, yes, it's up to you!" Jin Xilai shrugged casually and no longer dwelled on the issue.

"By the way, has the matter you mentioned about your teacher been resolved before?" Jin Xilai suddenly remembered this and asked with a raised eyebrow.

Hearing Jin Xilai's question, Wen Ya suddenly frowned, showing a bit of depression: "Not yet, that matter is a bit complicated and difficult to solve."

"Do you want……"

Just when Jin Xilai was about to say whether he could find a way to help, there was a knock on the door.

As Chu Mu Feng's figure appeared, he stood up to greet him and put the topic aside for the time being.

After a brief exchange of greetings, the three people took their seats.

"Chief Chu, here is the menu. Take a look at it first. You can order whatever you like. Don't be polite. I'm treating you tonight. Thank you for your help last time." Wen Ya handed over the menu with a sweet smile and a graceful expression.

said.

"Hey, how can I treat you to a treat?"

Chu Mucheng tilted his head and squinted at Jin Xilai: "He is the biggest here, let's eat him tonight!"

With that said, he pushed the menu back and said very casually: "This is my first time here too, why don't you just order whatever you want, I'm not picky."

"Xiaoya, please have some!" Jin Xilai said very gentlemanly.

"Well!"

After ordering the food and asking the waiter to prepare it, Wen Ya took the initiative to fill the wine cup in front of her with wine, raised it and said, "Chief Chu!"

As soon as he called out this title, Chu Mufeng immediately interrupted with a smile: "Well, Miss Wen, Lao Jin told me that if I don't marry you, then you will be my sister-in-law in the future!"

"Well, don't call me section chief. You just call me by my name when you are out of sight. Let's not be too polite. Do you think it's okay?"

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders!" Wen Ya said with a faint smile.

As expected, he comes from a scholarly family and is very concerned about etiquette.

Chu Mufeng said this, and Jin Xi had reminded him before he came, otherwise he would have greeted his sister-in-law directly, which could be regarded as helping Jin Lao Er close the distance!

But no matter who asked Jin Xi to say this title, it would be better to be more formal, otherwise Wen Ya would be thin-skinned and accept death, which might make the atmosphere tense.

"Sheppard, I really want to thank you for the Quanjude incident. If it weren't for you, we would definitely have suffered a loss. I'd like to toast you this glass!" Wen Ya picked up the wine glass, quite like a woman and a man.

"Wen Ya, you are too polite. This is what I should do. In fact, even if I don't show up, Lao Jin can settle the matter. Even if I visit Li, I won't even dare to confront the city government!"

"Come on, come on, Lao Jin, let's do it together!" Chu Mufeng did his job flawlessly, and when he said these words, he immediately raised Jin Xilai's identity.

"Okay, let's go together!"

Jin Xilai raised his glass with a smile, and the three of them drank it in one gulp.

"Ahem!"

Wen Ya didn't put down the wine glass before she started coughing, her pretty face turned red, and she was obviously not good at drinking.

Seeing her like this, Jin Xilai quickly handed her a glass of water, patted her back, and said with concern: "Xiaoya, I just told you that the fourth child is not an outsider, so you don't have to be brave and drink. Look, drink."

Are you choking? Come on, drink some water and calm down."

"Yes, Lao Jin is right. We are not outsiders. You don't need to drink. Let's drink tea. Let's just have a casual meal and chat casually."

"By the way, I heard Lao Jin say, you are a college student now, right? Tell us about your college." Chu Mufengyun easily changed the topic in a few words.

"College?"

Wen Ya's eyes lit up, she seemed to have found her area of ​​expertise, and she started talking with gusto.

A beautiful speaker, two qualified listeners, the atmosphere in the elegant room is cheerful and harmonious.

After drinking for a while, we were chatting, and somehow we ended up talking about Wen Ya’s teacher. After hearing his name, Chu Mu Feng put down his chopsticks and said without leaving any trace: "You said your teacher Chen Bailu encountered a problem?"

Chu Mufeng had heard of Chen Bailu.

He is not only a university professor, but also frequently publishes insightful editorial articles in newspapers. He is a well-known figure in Forty-Nine City.

What Chu Mufeng didn't expect was that Wen Ya turned out to be his student.

"Yes, the teacher is a bit troublesome." Wen Ya, who couldn't hide her words, said truthfully.

"Tell me, maybe I can help." Chu Mufeng looked at the other person and said with a sincere smile.

"you……"

As soon as Wen Ya showed doubts in her eyes, Jin Xilai took over the conversation directly: "Let me tell you, Xiaoya, the fourth one is the most capable among our brothers. Maybe there is a way."

"Uh... then tell me!" Wen Ya said with a wink.

"Fourth, the thing is like this..."

Following Jin Xilai's explanation, Chu Mufeng also understood the ins and outs of the so-called difficult problem.

In fact, the whole thing is not too complicated, or even very simple. It boils down to one word: money.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Chen Bailu's first wife has always been in poor health, frail and sickly. She finally failed to hold on last year. She fell down and has been bedridden. Chen Bailu took care of all her daily life.

At the beginning, Chen Bailu kept asking traditional Chinese medicine doctors for diagnosis and treatment, but the results of traditional Chinese medicine were slow, so there was not much improvement.

Later, he turned to Western medicine. The diagnostic opinion given by Western medicine was that long-term use of Western medicine was necessary to control the condition.

Western medicine is much more expensive than Chinese medicine.

At first, Chen Bailu could rely on his savings to buy medicine and see doctors, but in the long run, his savings will be emptied out, and now he is already stretched thin.

Even so, he is a very decent man with a lot of style, and he is not willing to make money that is unconscionable.

I borrowed some from a friend, but I still have to pay them back!

No, a penny cannot kill a hero!

Chen Bailu is really worried about money.

"Oh, that's it, actually this matter is easy to handle." Chu Mufeng laughed after hearing this.

"Easy to do? What to do?" Wen Ya asked hurriedly.

"I happen to know a new newspaper that is just starting to publish. As long as Mr. Chen Bailu is willing to submit editorial articles or be responsible for a column for their newspaper, I believe that the publishing fee will be enough to pay for his medical expenses."

"Many literati and scholars are doing this. I believe Mr. Chen will not feel that he loses his identity and violates his principles, right?" Chu Mufeng said calmly.

"Submit to a newspaper?" When Wen Ya heard this, she was not very happy, but showed hesitation.

"What? Could it be that Mr. Chen is not even willing to do this?" Chu Mufeng's tone was a little higher.

"No, it's not what you think!"

Wen Ya shook her head, sighed and said: "Actually, the teacher has been doing this kind of thing, but the newspaper company I worked with before had a dirty foundation, and the newspaper company's business philosophy conflicted with the teacher's personality, so the teacher resigned.

I'm worried that the teacher will have objections to the newspaper and that he won't want to do this anymore."

Chu Mufeng couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "Don't worry, the newspaper I know will definitely not have the situations you mentioned. It is guaranteed to be a conscientious newspaper that operates legally, has principles and bottom lines."

"Besides, if there are any variables in the cooperation and something goes against Mr. Chen's philosophy and principles, he can withdraw the manuscript at any time."

"If that's the case..."

Wen Ya hesitated for a moment, then agreed: "Okay, I can talk to the teacher about this. Sheppard, what kind of newspaper is this new newspaper you are talking about? How can I contact their person in charge?"

"Let's do this. I can ask their president to visit Mr. Chen directly, and let them discuss the specific cooperation among themselves," Chu Mufeng agreed.

"That's really troublesome!"

Wen Ya couldn't help but pick up the wine cup and pour another glass. She wanted to express her gratitude, but was stopped by Jin Xilai, who took away three glasses for her and Chu Mu Feng.

Regarding "Chu Bao", Chu Mu Feng could only point out that he was the boss behind it. Naturally, he would not say that he was the boss behind it.

Rather than making a big splash, he prefers to be a low-key behind-the-scenes controller.

…

Huaihua Hutong, an old house with age and mottled walls.

Under the sunshine of the early morning, Chen Bailu got up early, held a teapot, and sat silently in the yard, looking up at the blue sky and listening to the flying sound of tame pigeons under the blue sky.
To be continued...