Ji Jiangshan was still Jia Quan's sworn brother on the surface, but he knew in his heart that since the decline of Ji's Group, Jia Quan had only superficial feelings left to him. At the most, he would make a phone call to offer condolences during the Chinese New year holidays. Jijiangshan used to like to move Jia Quan out, saying everywhere that the Tianhe Public Security Director was his sworn brother, and that people in society gave him face. After all, Jia Quan's deterrent force was there. But now Ji Jiangshan had not mentioned this for a long time, and he felt as if he had forgotten this person. He felt that if Jia Quan was used as a sworn brother again, his face would burn and feel humiliated.
Even if Ji Jiangshan were to fall further, a thin dead camel would be bigger than a horse. He could be worth billions of yuan. Even if he collected money now and threw all his trades out, he would have to collect tens of millions of yuan each year to play at home and collect rent. Still, he would eat and drink hot and spicy. Why does he have to lose face at this age? Jia Quan? He admitted that he was indeed fierce. In Tianhe, he was a legendary existence. To mention his name was absolutely useful, but Ji Jiangshan disdained.
"Brother Shan, is your word strange? You are my sworn brother, and I am calling you. Is it strange?"
Jia Quan was stunned at first, and then smiled, "Are you free in the evening? I'm gonna host it, get some guys together, and let's have a meal."
"Oh, I've just made an appointment this evening to play cards with some of my friends, but I'm not free."
Ji Jiangshan did not take Jia Quan's words seriously at all. Since it was an appointment, it was entirely possible to say something important about customers or important leaders, but it was only about playing cards. For the sake of playing cards, Jia Quan was not welcome. This really was a bright and shaky blow to the face.
Jia Quan at first did not understand the meaning, and immediately reacted, some angrily said, "Brother Shan, what are you doing? Finally, I made time to ask everyone to dinner, my group treat. Can't you reject playing cards?"
Jia Quan humphed, "What? Don't you think that I didn't deal with the last time Dongchen was beaten, and you have a grudge against me in my heart?"
"No, you don't think that. Dongchen in the Free Man didn't behave well, I know. He should be beaten. There's nothing wrong with this. How can I blame you? Every day, so many events in Tianhe need you dealing with. This point of civil disputes will not bother Director Jia."
Ji Jiangshan said in a strange voice.
"Brother Shan, I think I need to explain something to you.
With this, Jia Quan lowered his voice. "The background of Qin Feng is quite fierce. In the capital, even the party secretary of the city has to give him face. If I push up, I will definitely be trampled on. I've offended a lot of people in Tianhe over the years, and those guys are bound to take advantage of it."
"Well, why are you telling me all this? Whether you work well or not doesn't have much to do with me, does it?"
Ji Jiangshan did not give Jia Quan face at all, and some things were better left unsaid.
It was not that Jia Quan had not avenged Dongchen before, but that...... After Dongchen was beaten for the second time, Ji Jiangshan sent his own people to destroy three nightclubs of Zhao Jun's, and Ji Jiangshan also called Jia Quan, asking the police to support them in some way. If he didn't destroy the clubs, the police would find a reason to shut down Zhao Jun's bars first. But at that time Jia Quan was playing mahjong. His mouth responded with the sound, and then he threw the telephone aside, and did not care it at all. At that time, the deputy director of the table also asked, was it necessary to call the police station, but Jia Quan casually humphed, "No, Ji Jiangshan really took himself as something, to make a phone call to let me transfer people? The public security bureau is their house? That's hilarious. He takes himself too seriously."
As a result, those peole playing cards that night included a fellow villager of Ji Jiangshan who was also the boss of an enterprise. He begged Jia Quan to handle affairs, and deliberately lost hundreds of thousand yuan to him in the process of playing mahjong. As a result, Jia Quan was beguiling and pretending to be confused. He didn't take those hundreds of thousands seriously at all. He thought he had won, and the boss asked Jia Quan for help but he did nothing at all, causing his bath center which he invested millions to stop. The boss dare not speak, and could only be angry. After a few days, he asked Ji Jiangshan to borrow money, drank a little alcohol and told that matter.
Ji Jiangshan realized that he was already such a rotten person in Jia Quan's heart that he had lost face to his grandmother's house.
Ji Jiangshan knew in his heart that Jia Quan had always been the one who did not use his power until he saw the opportunity. Apart from begging him last time, he has not called for more than half a year. This time he suddenly wanted to set up the group for dinner, which must have been unkind.
"What do you mean, brother Shan? This sworn brother, you don't want to get along with?"
Jia Quan was annoyed too. In his mind, it was enough to call Ji Jiangshan so lowly. It was almost enough.
"Well, isn't that the situation? Why is it so clear?"
Ji Jiangshan smiled and said, "We have been so old, so save face for each other, and it's no fun to break it. That's it. Everybody's busy."
In the end, he hung up the phone directly, never giving Jia Quan a chance to explain.
The driver Xiaolin beside was very puzzled, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Chairman, you offended Director Jia so, I am afraid there will be trouble in the future?"
"Trouble? Oh, now the world has changed. His good days will soon come. I already have news that a director of the provincial people's Congress will be parachuted in. Jia Quan may be transferred to another port."
Ji Jiangshan humphed, "But this is not important. The important thing is that we need to live with dignity. He despised you so, but why do I still need to get along with this sworn brother?
No matter when, that the two people get along, is built on the basis of mutual respect. We each can live on without each other why so compromise? No need. Besides, we're not much worse off on our own. Ji Group is now closing the project, and there will not be anything Jia Quan grasps. Even if he is trying to attack it, he can do nothing about it. Hmm. To show off. The debt you owed before will be paid sooner or later."
"Chairman, let's go in."
Xiaolin took Ji Jiangshan's bag and brought him a bottle of alcohol. This was a must-have for the chairman every time he saws his wife. He drank a small glass himself, and the rest was sprinkled in front of the stone tablet. It was for his wife, who liked to drink some before she died. It was her only bad habit. She drank too much that she had a little alcoholic liver, but she didn't get rid of it until she died.
Just entering the long corridor of the cemetery, Ji Jiangshan's phone rang again. It was his son's.
"Dongchen? You understand? Don't go home. Come to the cemetery. Let's see your mom."