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"Wu Zhou'er... haha." Fang Zida smiled, lit up a cigar and looked at Zhou'er. Indeed, as Zhou'er guessed, he really wanted him to do something by giving him such a big tip. When he first arrived in Beijing, he was in a different place.

On the one hand, Fang Zida, who is familiar with the situation, needs to find someone to understand the situation. On the other hand, he also plans to buy a house in Beijing. Although the Liuguo Hotel is good, he can't live here all the time. It's not because of money problems, but because there are so many people here.

The eyes are mixed and it is always inconvenient to live there for a long time.

When he entered the hotel, Fang Zida noticed the Zhou er who was helping him carry his luggage. He was probably around 17 or 18 years old. He looked quite smart, and the most important thing was that he could tell Zhou er's personality from the subtleties.

The family background is not good, and someone like this who is young and hard-working and works as a waiter at the Liuguo Hotel is exactly what Fang Zida needs.

"My surname is Fang. I plan to live in Beijing for a long time, so I want to buy a house. Since you are an old Beijinger, you should know a lot of people. How about you help me inquire?" Fang Zida said casually.

"Master Fang, you want to buy a house?" After being slightly surprised, Zhou Er quickly complimented: "It's good to buy a house! Our Sijiu City has always been at the feet of the emperor. The houses in Sijiu City are connected with the dragon veins above and grounded at the bottom.

It's not too bad. When I look at Mr. Fang, I know that you are a big shot when you come to the Liuguo Hotel. You have the feeling of being rich and powerful in your bones. You came to Beijing from the south to be an official, right? Tsk tsk, you have to buy it.

A nice house.”

"Oh, how do you know I'm from the south?" Fang Zida found it interesting to hear what Zhou Yuanliang said and asked with a smile.

"It's not easy!" Zhou Zhou'er helped Fang Zida make a bowl of tea attentively, then stood aside and replied: "Master Fang, I know the cart you were riding in when you came here. It's the one over there at the train station. Today we are here again.

A big shot from the south came to Beijing. It was even mentioned in the newspapers a while ago. I heard that the president even went to pick him up in person. Calculating the time, you should have come together, not to mention the clothes you are wearing and the luggage you are carrying.

Also, their conversation and behavior are different from those of us in the north, what do you always say?"

"Hahaha! You, my mistress, really have a way with you!" Fang Zida couldn't help laughing. This kid was interesting in speaking and had a good ability to observe people's emotions. He liked him very much. He immediately told him about his feelings about the house.

At his request, he asked him to inquire about it for him. After explaining the matter, he also asked some officials and celebrities from all walks of life in the Liuguo Hotel who often come to Beijing. Even though Zhou Er was just a waiter, he knew about it.

There were quite a lot of things, and after some questions and answers, Fang Zida also understood a lot.

When Song Jiaoren came to Beijing, Yuan Shikai treated him like a distinguished guest. Not only was a large house specially prepared for him, but all daily necessities and servants were also provided. In addition to hosting a banquet in person on the first day, various officials in Beijing were also present in the following days

It was a banquet for three days and a small treat for five days. Usually there was a constant exchange of gifts, and people from all walks of life came to visit one after another after hearing the news. There was a lot of traffic in front of the door, and the flow of passengers was endless.

Today, people were still coming to visit Song Jiaoren's gate. Who would have thought that the gate would be closed tightly to welcome visitors. Fang Zida, who had changed into a long gown, walked around in front of the gate first and then quietly went to the back door.

"Brother Dunchu, you are living so freely!" After entering the inner courtyard, they saw Song Jiaoren, Liao Zhongkai and Tang Shaoyi sitting around in the pavilion. Fang Zida walked over with a smile.

"It's Zhang Ming here, sit down! Come and sit down!" The three people who were talking in low voices looked up when they heard the sound and saw Fang Zida greeting him quickly.

"Mr. Shaochuan, brother Zhongkai, why don't you see Mr. Youren?" Fang Zida asked casually after greeting Tang Shaoyi and Liao Zhongkai.

"Mr. Youren went to Peking University, and Mr. Xiehou invited him several times. Mr. Youren's calligraphy is outstanding! After finally arriving in Beijing, how could Mr. Xiehou miss this opportunity again?" Tang Shaoyi said calmly.

With a smile, Fang Zida nodded noncommittally and turned his attention to Song Jiaoren.

"Has Zhang Ming's residence been settled?"

"I'm still staying at the Liuguo Hotel for the time being, but I've already asked someone to find a place. I'll be able to settle down in a few days." Zhou Zi'er is very diligent and has contacted several families for him. After comparison, he has basically settled on one.

, I originally planned to go and have a look today, but Song Jiaoren asked someone to bring him a message and asked him to come over to discuss the matter, so the time was arranged for tomorrow.

"That's good, hey... I asked you to move in with me a long time ago but you refused, so you went to stay at the Liuguo Hotel..." Song Jiaoren shook his head and blamed, but Liao Zhongkai beside him said with a smile.

: "Zhang Ming has his own ideas. In fact, I think what he did is good. Regardless of whether your house is good or not, I'm afraid you won't be very comfortable living in Dunchu, right?"

"Hahaha!" Several people laughed immediately, and even Song Jiaoren had a wry smile on his lips. He was indeed not living a good life these days. The banquets and visits made him restless for a moment, otherwise today

I won't use physical discomfort as an excuse to close the door and thank guests.

"Since Zhang Ming has arrived, let's discuss it." Shaking his head, Song Jiaoren got to the point directly. When he first arrived in Beijing, Yuan Shikai's enthusiasm really moved Song Jiaoren, but what happened in the next few days made him sad again.

He was wary and uneasy. The purpose of his coming to Beijing was well known, but it had been nearly a week. Apart from endless banquets and visits, he had not been able to accomplish anything serious. How could Song Jiaoren and others sit still if this went on?

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Yuan Shikai is an old fox. He has been in power for decades in his official career. His methods and scheming are unparalleled by anyone present. Even Tang Shaoyi, who has served as prime minister, is far from his opponent. Song Jiaoren, who had just arrived in Beijing, accidentally fell into Yuan Shikai's trap.

In the arrangement, I wasted a few days in vain. Although I quickly understood it, it was not easy to deal with it. The other party's attitude was high and the courtesy was thorough. Could it be that Yuan Shikai should be blamed for this? That may not be impersonal.

What's more, most of the people who came to the banquet and visited were not ordered by Yuan Shikai. It has always been the habit of the Chinese to deal with favors. If he really wanted to offend people for this, Song Jiaoren's character would never be able to do it.

It was a matter of great importance, so Fang Zida just listened to it for the time being. In fact, he was not idle these days. Every day, he would let Zhou Er take him around Beijing. One was to get familiar with Beijing in this era, and the other was to inquire about the city.

He believed that he had no right to speak without investigation. In the past few days, he had come into contact with a lot of people from all walks of life in teahouses, theaters, and bathhouses, although there was nothing worthy of special attention.

But he had a general understanding of the situation in Beijing, the heart of China. Moreover, he lived in the Liuguo Hotel, which was a very well-informed place. The low-key Fang Zida pretended to be a wealthy overseas Chinese businessman, and

Those envoys, foreigners and dignitaries in the capital deliberately contacted and inquired about a lot of things.

After listening to their discussion for a while, Fang Zida thought about it carefully and then said: "Brother Dunchu, actually there is no need to go to such trouble. I think it would be better to go directly to President Yuan and speak frankly."

"That's right! You can come in any way, but I will only go all the way! Zhang Ming's suggestion is good!" Tang Shaoyi immediately put his hands together and laughed: "Dunchu, what do you think?"

Seeing Liao Zhongkai on the side also nodded slightly in agreement, Song Jiaoren thought carefully and decided: "Okay! Let's do it! Ming... no, the day after tomorrow, we will go directly to meet President Yuan."

"There shouldn't be too many people. Let me accompany Brother Dunchu on a trip in the future." Fang Zida suggested confidently.

Since there is a direct showdown, it is not appropriate for Song Jiaoren to go alone, but it is even more inappropriate for Liao Zhongkai and others to go together. If only Song Jiaoren goes alone, Yuan Shikai may not be too wary, as long as they meet each other

He pointed it out directly, thinking that for the sake of the president's face, he would make some concessions even if he did not agree, so that he would not be as passive as now. If there were more people going, Yuan Shikai, who had been wary for a long time, would probably avoid them.

As for the reasons, there are a lot of them if you look for them. If it is delayed endlessly for a while, the public opinion of the outside world will be unfavorable to Song Jiaoren. As for Fang Zida, he is just a new-faced little person, and he is only Song Jiaoren in name.

Ren's personal assistant took him there, thinking that Yuan Shikai wouldn't care too much about Fang Zida.
Chapter completed!