Name: My father Yuan Mu

Wen Huarong thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Okay then, where are you now?"

"I'm already in Jingzhou, waiting for you at the old place."

"Okay." After saying that, Wen Huarong hung up the phone and handed it to his secretary.

"Xiao Quan, go back and change the car first, and then go to the old place."

"Good leadership."

An hour later, an ordinary car parked in front of the Lanjin Private Club. Of course, that was relatively speaking. There were very few private cars in this era, so it was considered a rare thing. However, for someone like Wen Huarong, it was nothing.

This is a place Wen Huarong often comes to. He likes to come here to relax when he has nothing to do. This place is run by his family and has good privacy, so he usually likes to bring people here to discuss things.

This time, his secretary drove the car himself and did not bring a driver with him. Obviously, this secretary was someone Wen Huarong trusted very much and would bring him with him even when he went to such a place.

After the car stopped, the secretary got out quickly, ran to the back seat, opened the door for Wen Huarong, and blocked the top with his hands.

Wen Huarong then got out of the car. He had even changed his clothes. He was no longer dressed in serious clothes, but in a more casual outfit.

After looking around, Wen Huarong walked towards the club's gate. The secretary quickly followed him and threw the key to the doorman as he passed by.

In the private room on the top floor.

Tian Hongyi was sitting here, with an elegantly dressed beauty, about twenty years old, sitting on each side of him.

In fact, Tian Hongyi is already in his forties. He is a few years older than Yuan Mu, but he has taken good care of himself and looks like he is in his thirties. There is no sense of incongruity when he is with the two beauties next to him.

Just then, a man in a suit knocked on the door and entered the private room.

"Mr. Tian, Mr. Wen is here."

No one who works here, whether it is the manager, the service staff or the beauties, will call the guests by their real identities. Although many people know Wen Huarong's identity, they still call him Mr. Wen.

The same is true for Tian Hongyi. His real identity is the municipal party secretary, but when he comes here, others call him Tian Shao.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Tian Hongyi withdrew his hand from the beautiful woman's shoulder and stood up.

Soon, Wen Huarong walked into the private room alone.

"Uncle Wen!"

"Hongyi, long time no see." Wen Huarong shook hands with the other party with a smile.

"Please take a seat!"

The two men sat down. There was nothing cluttered on the table in front of them, just some simple snacks and a pot of tea. The two beauties were very discerning and stood up to pour tea for them, and then waited on the side.

There are many women like this here. Those who can work here are all top-notch in terms of figure, appearance, education, conversation and temperament. Otherwise, they are not qualified to serve the people who come here.

Don't be fooled by their conservative clothing, but that's actually the rule set by Wen Huarong. He doesn't like these women wearing clothes that are inadequate or poorly made. It makes you think they've come to a brothel. To put it bluntly, they are both pretentious and arrogant.

He enjoyed their services and at the same time called it creating a "high-end place". To put it bluntly, this place was just a more high-end "chicken coop".

The facilities here are sufficient, including food, drink, accommodation, bathing, entertainment, etc., and everyone who can enter here is recognized by Wen Huarong.

Just like Yuan Mu couldn't get in at all. It wasn't because of his low status, but because this place was not open to the public at all. Moreover, not only Wen Huarong's family had shares here, but Tian Hongyi's family also had shares.

This is also the reason why the Lanjin Private Club has been able to stand firm in Handong for so many years. It is nice to have a big tree behind you to provide shade.

In fact, don’t think that provincial party secretaries have no desires. In fact, their desires are even greater, but most people don’t know it. They feel that they are high and mighty, as if they are out of touch with the world. In fact, this is not the case. They are also living people and have seven emotions and six desires.

Wen Huarong often comes here, and the women around him are never the same. The women who can serve him are simply lucky.

Some people may think this is an exaggeration, but it is not an exaggeration at all. Although Wen Huarong was made embarrassed by Yuan Mu and others, he is the provincial party secretary after all. If he just shakes his arms, the things that fall down are enough for other people to worry about for a lifetime.

After a brief greeting, the two men let the two women leave. Today they were mainly discussing business. If the results were good and they were interested, they would probably have some fun, but now was not the time.

Although people who can reach this position cannot get rid of their emotions, most of them can control their desires and distinguish between the important and the unimportant.

Soon, Wen Huarong and Tian Hongyi were the only two people left in the private room. Wen Huarong crossed his legs, smoked a cigarette, and spoke softly.

"Okay, Hongyi, tell me what you want to talk to me about."

"Uncle Wen, did you use your veto power at today's Standing Committee meeting?"

Hearing this, Wen Huarong swept a sharp gaze over Tian Hongyi. This matter was his shame, and Tian Hongyi dared to bring it up now that he knew about it!

However, Tian Hongyi didn't seem to be afraid at all. He just stared at him. After a while, Wen Huarong sighed and leaned back on the sofa.

"Ah! Now that you know, I won't hide it from you. That's right, today's Standing Committee meeting got out of control again. I originally thought that pushing Jiang Hongtu out would cause some trouble for Yuan Mu, but I didn't expect that at the critical moment, he used some kind of bargain to win over Liu Tianhua and Liang Qunfeng."

"Uncle Wen, do you really want to keep going like this? You can use your veto this time, but what about next time? If you keep using this trick, it will be of no benefit to you. How will your superiors view you? It will prove that you are unable to control Handong Province, and your superiors will doubt your ability."

"Even if someone higher up in the family speaks up for you, it's okay once or twice, but what will you do if it continues for a long time?"

"It's okay. I used my veto power this time to suppress the nomination for mayor of Luzhou. I plan to reopen this issue after a while. I'll use this time to have a good chat with Liang Qunfeng, Liu Tianhua, and Jiang Hongtu, and try to win them over to my side."

"When that time comes, I wonder what Yuan Mu can use to fight me! Sooner or later, I will pick all the peaches in Luzhou for him!" Having said that, Wen Huarong seemed to have regained his high-spirited state.

In fact, what Wen Huarong said is entirely possible. Although it is not known what conditions Yuan Mu used to exchange for the support of Liu Tianhua and Liang Qunfeng, this time has passed after all, and it will not count next time. If Yuan Mu still wants their support, he will definitely put forward the same conditions again.