HCB Chapter 850 It's Not Your Turn to Make the Decision
Chapter 850 It's Not Your Turn to Make the Decision
"Knock knock knock." There was a crisp knock on the door.
Before Chen Yang could say anything, He Yuehua walked in with an envelope.
"Minister, a foreigner just sent a letter over. He said that Mr. Cohen wants to meet you."
Cohen? Is this guy getting impatient?
Chen Yang took the envelope, opened it, and found a gold-embossed invitation inside.
The address is a restaurant in Hongkou District.
Chen Yang casually threw the invitation on the table and said, "Did the messenger say anything else?"
He Yuehua was stunned. It seemed that Chen Yang had known that someone would send this letter, and he also knew that the person who sent the letter would definitely say something.
However, I don’t know if the minister will get angry after hearing what that person said...
He Yuehua hesitated for a moment, but still said honestly: "That person said that if you don't go to the banquet, they can hardly guarantee that anything will happen to Miss Hailey."
"You're really brave." Unexpectedly, Chen Yang didn't get angry, but just smiled faintly and said, "I rarely hear anyone dare to talk to me like this in Shanghai."
'Just for his courage, I should go meet him.'
"Secretary He, please watch here. If there are any telegrams from the north, please remember to send them to my home."
"I go first."
"I understand, Minister." He Yuehua bowed slightly and agreed.
Shanghai, Hongkou District, No Name Hotel.
The Nameless Restaurant is certainly not really without a name. To be precise, it is a private restaurant.
However, the owner of this private restaurant is very strange. He cooks according to his mood. He doesn’t want to cook if there are too many people, or if there are too few people, or if he is in a bad mood, or if the weather is bad.
But even so, there is still an endless stream of gourmets who want to taste the chef's cooking.
The reservations were booked for months later, and Cohen paid three times the price to buy today's dinner from a diner.
Moreover, in order to show his respect for Chen Yang, Cohen spent a large sum of money to book the entire restaurant so as not to be disturbed by others.
When Jun'ao Takada sent Chen Yang to his destination, it was already 8:30 in the evening.
Chen Yang got out of the car and saw vague figures flashing behind him. These were not arranged by the Jews, but were the rapid reaction force he had recently established.
Chen Yang straightened his clothes and walked slowly into the building in front of him.
This is an old-style western-style building with three floors and a wooden structure. Looking through the lanterns in front of the door, one can see that a lot of the green paint on the outside of the building has fallen off, and a strong sense of vicissitudes comes to the face.
Chen Yang walked up the steps. Standing at the door was a female receptionist wearing a cheongsam.
The female receptionist was also a worldly person. When she saw Chen Yang in a suit and tie, and his extraordinary demeanor and appearance, even the way he looked at people became much more charming.
After walking a few steps forward, the receptionist asked politely, "Sir, our shop is booked today. Do you have an invitation?"
Chen Yang reached into his arms, took out the gold-embossed invitation and handed it to the other party.
The female receptionist opened the invitation and looked at it, then smiled elegantly and said, "Sir, please follow me. Mr. Cohen is waiting for you in the VIP lounge on the third floor."
After saying that, the receptionist turned around and led Chen Yang to the third floor.
After opening the wooden sliding door of the box, a warm voice came from inside: "Minister Chen, hearing about you is worse than meeting you in person. I have admired you for a long time."
Although Chen Yang had read the other party's information a long time ago, he was still a little surprised when he saw the real person.
This Jewish man was indeed good-looking, with a tall and strong body, golden curly hair, and very fine facial features. In later generations, he would have been a star.
"Mr. Cohen, I've heard a lot about you. You speak Chinese well."
"Minister Chen is joking. I have been in China for some years. Don't you Chinese people say that when in Rome, do as the Romans do?"
"If you want to do business here, you naturally need to learn the local language."
"By the way, Minister Chen, this is just a small gift, not a token of respect."
Cohen pushed a wrapped gift in front of Chen Yang. Chen Yang didn't even look at it. He pushed the gift aside and said, "Mr. Cohen went to so much trouble to invite me here. I don't think it's as simple as a meal or a gift."
Cohen clapped his hands and said, "Minister Chen, don't be anxious. Let's talk while we eat."
"It is said that the owner of this restaurant was the imperial chef of the Qing Dynasty. It is not easy to get an appointment with him."
"Don't you Chinese say that the only things in the world that you should not let down are beauties and delicious food?"
"Let's enjoy the feeling of being an emperor."
As he spoke, Cohen nodded slightly to the beautiful receptionist, indicating that she could serve the dishes.
Soon, a group of palace maids dressed in palace costumes slowly walked into the box carrying dishes.
In order to entertain Chen Yang, Cohen naturally chose the best banquet. Although this banquet had a lot of dishes, the portions were not large.
Their explanation was quite reasonable. This kind of banquet was an imperial enjoyment, and each dish could only be eaten in three bites at most.
Have you ever seen an emperor eating only one dish? They would usually just take a few bites and stop eating.
Therefore, the portions of the dishes are relatively small, but they are delicious.
"Minister Chen, I don't know much about Chinese cuisine. What do you think?" Cohen wiped his mouth with a napkin and asked with a smile.
"It's not bad, but the taste is a bit light. It's more suitable for older people." Chen Yang replied casually.
"Haha," Cohen laughed, looked Chen Yang up and down and sighed, "I've heard that Minister Chen is ruthless and cruel."
"However, when I saw you today, I was a little surprised."
"You are not what others say you are."
"My people searched the entire Shanghai market but couldn't find the family of Mr. Mao and Mr. Gao. Later, I learned that it was Minister Chen who got there first and brought them into No. 76."
"When I heard the news, I thought you were going to kill the whole family. But, on second thought, with Minister Chen's ability, it doesn't seem that difficult to kill the whole family."
"Just say the word. You don't need to do it yourself. There are plenty of people willing to do it."
"So, you actually did this to protect the family."
"They betrayed you, but you still want to save their families? Interesting, really interesting."
Chen Yang picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip and said, "Mr. Cohen, I am different from you."
"To be a gangster is not to make others afraid of you, but to make others obey you."
"Do you really think that I can solve the problem by killing so many people?"
"Everything has rules. If you want to break the rules, no one will agree."
'And, I can tell you with certainty that it is not your turn to make the decisions in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.'
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