Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Hu Wanwan has a great reputation and is an important figure who is passed down by word of mouth.

However, this was the first time Meng Zhao saw him in reality.

He has a broad forehead and a round face, with lively eyes and a little bit of gray on his temples. He has a graceful air all over his body.

This is the manifestation of his strong determination and faith that he has mastered in the business world and has been honed over many years of ups and downs.

It can be said that it completely fits the impression of a pioneer in Meng Zhao's mind.

At the same time, Hu Wanwan met Meng Zhao for the first time, but it was different from Meng Zhao's evaluation of him.

He didn't have a thorough understanding of this young man, and he felt like he was seeing flowers in the fog, and the reality was unclear.

When I first saw Meng Zhao, I saw that he had a fair face, a handsome face, a tall and straight figure, and a gentle smile on his face. He was a big boy who seemed to be easy to talk to and very sunny and cheerful.

There is an indescribable youthful vitality that makes people feel good.

However, upon closer inspection, Hu's millions of years of experience in recognizing people told him that this was a guy who was very good at disguising himself and suppressing his true nature.

Meng Zhao's smile had a strong aura of chiseling, it was performed rather than sincere.

His gaze may seem gentle, but in fact he is ambitious, hiding cleverness and cunning. He is by no means a rigid and stubborn person.

Even after just one glance, Hu Wanwan sighed secretly in his heart. No wonder his son Hu Yingming fell into the hands of this person again and again. The gap was indeed too big.

Hu Yingming is just a little cub who hasn't shed his hair yet. How can he be a match for a dragon who knows how to hide himself?

When they met for the first time, the two of them were sitting in the most conspicuous place in the stands of the ancient Dian Garden Theater.

It's just that in the venue that can accommodate hundreds of people, there are only two of them sitting at this time, which seems relatively empty and quiet.

Guards such as Lu Zhong, Yang Jiu and others were waiting in the distance.

The two met not far away, and each had a round mahogany chopping board with tea, pastries and snacks placed on it, so that the spectators could have something to wipe their mouths with while listening to the play, so as not to be bored.

There were only four people who entered the ancient Dian Garden to protect him this time. Yang Jiu and Lu Zhong protected Meng Zhao in case of any unexpected events. Geng Zongfang and Kang Liang were also afraid that the Meng family would carry out a beheading operation, so they followed Hu Wanwan.

The rest are the servants who came from the ancient Dian Garden to serve as servants.

At this time, looking at the two people talking and laughing, Geng Zongfang touched the back of his head and said with some confusion,

"What did the God of Wealth say to that little brat?

I don't think this situation is like redeeming someone, but more like a good friend chatting. What on earth is going on? "

In fact, it was not just Geng Zongfang who was confused, Yang Jiu and Lu Zhong were also full of doubts.

Today's negotiations involve the freedom and life of Hu Yingming, Hu Wanwan's second son, which is not a trivial matter.

Even if the whole process is not about fighting, it is definitely very solemn, but the behavior of Hu Wanwan and Meng Zhao is a bit strange, not like enemies, but like friends.

In fact, Meng Zhao and Hu Wanwan didn't get to the point at all, and they didn't mention the embarrassing fact that the Meng family and the Hu family were now tit for tat and wanted to kill each other, as if they were just chatting between an elder and a junior.

At the beginning, it was Hu Wanwan who took the initiative to ask Meng Zhao about his experiences and life in Yujing City, with a gentle tone and a calm expression.

Meng Zhao was also humble and polite. He followed what the mysterious man taught him and recounted it as if he had personally experienced it.

Then Meng Zhao asked Hu Wanwan about his business skills. He was just curious about this aspect, but never thought about becoming a businessman.

Then they expanded, and the two talked about local customs, martial arts, and the current political and economic environment. They had a sense of being talking about the world.

However, be it Meng Zhao or Hu Wanwan, both of them were drunk and had no interest in drinking.

Hu Wanwan knows very well that negotiation is a delicate job and the most taboo thing is to be impetuous.

He hesitated to get to the point. Generally speaking, Meng Zhao would always lose his composure and expose his flaws.

Meng Zhao, on the other hand, had ulterior motives, intending to delay time and give Tianxing Hall and the Meng family more time to take action to ensure the success of the operation. Naturally, he was not in a hurry.

In terms of patience, Hu Wanwan was no worse than Meng Zhao, but the situation and environment they were in were different.

In the end, it was this wealthy businessman in the city who couldn't hold on anymore and spoke first.

I took out a clean white silk handkerchief from my sleeve, wiped the sweat on my forehead, and said with emotion,

"You are really a formidable young man. Mr. Meng is so generous and patient, Mr. Hu is willing to be the loser.

Without going around in circles, I would like to ask, has my son Hu Yingming fallen into your hands? "

As he spoke, his emotions were unconsciously tense, and a pair of bright eyes stared directly at Meng Zhao. It was about his son, and he had to pay attention and pay attention to it.

As soon as these words came out, the harmonious and beautiful atmosphere before was swept away.

The smile on Meng Zhao's face disappeared at the same time, and his expression became surprisingly solemn.

Slowly fiddled with the jade beads in his hand, his voice was low, but it had the power to penetrate people's hearts, and said,

"How did Mr. Hu know?"

There is no denying it, it is definitely affirmative.

Hu Baiwan sighed, his eyes were relaxed but also a little disappointed, he shook his head and said,

"You guessed it, I lost a few treasures in my treasury. One of them should be the thing that Mr. Meng has been looking for. It must be that my stupid son fell into Mr. Meng's plan. Now, including people and things, they have fallen into Mr. Meng's possession. On hand."

Meng Zhao did not deny it, nodded and said,

"That's right, but if we push it further, it was Mr. Hu who first used this thing to lure me out of the city, and then sent someone to kill me. If I hadn't been prepared, I'm afraid I would have become a pile of bones today."

During the conversation between the two, several things were clarified, and they were also preparing for the negotiation.

For example, Hu Baiwan, while confirming that Hu Yingming fell into Meng Zhao's hands, pointed out that some precious treasures in his collection also fell into his hands. This is a bargaining chip that may affect the subsequent negotiations.

Meng Zhao was not to be outdone, and immediately reminded Hu Baiwan that if he hadn't sent someone to kill him first, there would not have been a series of events afterwards, so if he wanted to redeem Hu Yingming today, he would have to pay a painful price.

Smart people talk to each other, step by step, and they can be regarded as meeting a match.

Since Hu Baiwan had an appointment with Meng Zhao today, he naturally expected the current scene. He did not make any excuses, but frankly admitted, "That's the reason. It is also for this reason that the Meng family is suppressing me now. My property and wealth have shrunk by more than a hundred times. The friendships I made in the past have also been severed. I am afraid that there is no chance of turning over. However, I can see very clearly that money is something that you can't bring with you when you are born, and you can't take with you when you die. If it's gone, it's gone. But my son is different. He is the one who inherits my bloodline. I hope Mr. Meng can let my son go. Don't worry, the price I offer will never disappoint you. I wonder what Mr. Meng plans to do?" Meng Zhao waved his hand and suddenly asked back, "Let's not talk about this for now. I want to ask Mr. Hu, do you think that I, who have the hope of seizing Tu Xiu's treasure, will care about the mere gold and silver?" Hu Baiwan was stunned. Is there a necessary connection between the two? From his perspective and standpoint, more money is naturally better. There have always been people who complain about not having enough money, and I have never heard of people who think they have too much money and don't care.