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Chapter 812: Fisherman's Wharf

Xu Zifeng cleared his throat and said, "This story happened in China. A long time ago, the United States did not exist at that time. Even Britain did not have it. China was ruled by a dynasty called Shang."

"But the king, as the ruler, was cruel and unkind. He persecuted a high-ranking official named Xibohou Jichang. The high-ranking official finally escaped from the cruel king. He returned to his territory and began to seek development. He was very smart and knew that talent was the most important thing. So he searched for talents everywhere in his territory. One day he heard that there was an old man on the banks of the Weishui River, who often fished with a straight hooked fishing rod."

Alisa interrupted Xu Zifeng and said, "What is the straight hooked fishing rod?"

Xu Zifeng gently broke the hook in his hand, and the hook instantly turned into a needle. Xu Zifeng said, "This is the straight hook."

Alisa said: "How can you catch fish with such a hook?"

Xu Zifeng said, "Listen to me, I will continue to say that the person who fishes by the river is Jiang Ziya. He has been fishing by the Weishui River. He also wrote a poem for himself, saying, "It is better to take it in the straight, not to seek it in the song. It is not set for golden scales, but only to fish for kings and marquis."

After Xu Zifeng's poem was translated, Alisa suddenly realized: "I understand, this old man is hyping."

Xu Zifeng felt sweat on his forehead and said, "Why are you so straightforward? He is also the Sage of China. But you are right. Jiang Ziya hung the fish and caught Ji Chang out. Since then, the two of them have complemented each other, and in the end, Jiang Ziya helped Ji Chang's son overthrew the Shang Dynasty."

Alisa had never learned Chinese history and asked again: "Why is it his son, not himself?"

Xu Zifeng had no choice but to explain: "Because he was too old, he died before he could defeat the Shang Dynasty."

Alisa nodded with some understanding, Xu Zifeng had already gotten into the car. Alisa suddenly asked, "Boss, what does this story mean? Do you want to learn Jiang Ziya? Who are you going to catch? The meaning is unknown."

Xu Zifeng had already started the car. He turned around and laughed: "Actually, I don't have any special intention to tell this story. I just hope you can work hard. And I'm leaving now. Bye!" Xu Zifeng's motor roared, and Xu Zifeng's car was like a frightened spirit snake, leaving in a crooked manner.

Xu Zifeng ran all the way, but was thinking about the story of Jiang Taigong fishing. After a while, he really had to stand up the fishing rod and do the whole set of things. Since it was a chance encounter, he should pretend to do something as if nothing had happened.

Xu Zifeng's car was driving very fast, which made several traffic policemen unable to help but catch up. Later, they saw Xu Zifeng's speed and then gave up. Because Xu Zifeng's speed was really fast, the police car could not catch up. Xu Zifeng was enjoying the pleasure of racing, and he hadn't been like this for a long time.

Xu Zifeng was walking on the winding road, and suddenly felt a sense of sweetness surged in his heart. He also fell into a woman on the track and won a beautiful competition together. Xu Zifeng twisted the steering wheel in his hand and then picked up another car. He walked beautifully on the road, looking as if no one was around.

Xu Zifeng's car has also been modified. Not only does it use high-strength materials, but also the engine has characteristics. So Xu Zifeng was walking on the road without any car accidents. When he saw it floating in front of him, he could only stretch out his middle finger angrily.

Xu Zifeng rushed all the way to Fisherman's Wharf, and Xu Zifeng stopped Ferrari at the wharf. Xu Zifeng couldn't help but sigh that Tang Ding's play was so good. There was not a single person in such a good place. It seemed that he couldn't do anything if he wanted to meet her.

Xu Zifeng raised the fishing rod and supported it on the edge of the dock. He lay lazily in the car, enjoying the tranquility before the war. At this moment, his phone rang out inappropriately. Xu Zifeng looked at the caller ID, which was Elsa's. Xu Zifeng patted his forehead. He was just taking care of Tang Ding's affairs today, but forgot that Elsa would send him money today. However, Xu Zifeng no longer needed this money. Despite this, if Elsa wanted to send money over, why would Xu Zifeng refuse?

Xu Zifeng answered the phone, and Elsa politely said on the other end of the phone: "Mr. Chu Shuai, I have prepared the money. I will ask Laurix and the others to send it to you."

"Lawrix and the others? It's been a long time since we met." Xu Zifeng thought to himself that he had almost forgotten this person. Thinking of Laurix and the others, Xu Zifeng suddenly had a good idea. He said to himself: "Lawrix, you two have the end of your life today. You two will do me a favor in the end. I will save Tang Ding, so I ask you two to come to the palace."

When Xu Zifeng thought of this, he said, "Just ask them to send the money to Fisherman's Wharf."

Elsa was stunned and felt a little shocked: "Why did Chu Shuai ask them to go to Fisherman's Wharf? Why didn't they send them to the nightclub directly? Could it be that Chu Shuai already knows something?" If it were someone else, Elsa would not have so many random thoughts, but Chu Shuai cannot guess it with common sense.

Seeing that Elsa didn't say anything, Xu Zifeng said, "What, is it inconvenient?"

Elsa's thoughts were pulled back to reality, and she hurriedly replied: "No problem, I'll let them change the route to Fisherman's Wharf." Xu Zifeng nodded and hung up the phone directly. Elsa was like a frightened bird, and she took a breath. She hurriedly called another phone, and there was a cold voice on the other end of the phone: "What's the matter?"

Elsa said: "Xu Zifeng no longer has nightclubs, he went to Fisherman's Wharf."

"I know." The voice of the other end of the phone did not change. A white-haired middle-aged man hung up the phone. The corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Since your head is no longer here, the beheading operation is meaningless. Is it a Fisherman's Wharf? No matter how cunning you are, you can't escape my palm."

Elsa had already put down the phone, and he suddenly felt a chill. The woman's perception told her that the plan this time would not be successful. Elsa bit her teeth lightly and finally made a decision. She took out a box from the safe, rushed out of her office, and headed straight to the airport. Elsa said to herself: "Don't ever return to this place. From today on, I would rather be an ordinary woman."
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