Chapter 862

Since ancient times, the Dragon Kingdom has been an official based society.

For 5000 years, no matter how the dynasties change, this has never changed.

scholar , farmer , artisan and merchant.

The feudal dynasty once had a clear division of social strata. Scholars were at the top, while businessmen were at the bottom. With the changes of the times. People are more and more keen on the pursuit of wealth, which leads to the rising status of businessmen. However, even so, the weight of the rich in front of the ruling class has not changed much.

Now everyone admires the rich second generation, and at the same time, everyone knows that compared with those aristocratic families whose roots are Miao Hong, the rich second generation is not worth mentioning at all.

As the power center of the Dragon Kingdom, Kyoto City has always been regarded as the most unfathomable place in the Dragon kingdom. High-ranking families gather here, and powerful children emerge one after another. Even there is a very exaggerated saying in the market that if you throw a brick here, you may hit a senior citizen.

And can be known as the leader of the younger generation in Kyoto, we can imagine what such a title carries.

Wangfu road.

Outside a little-known but full of gold club, a gray Huiteng came slowly, no matter the color or shape, which was no different from the one Chen Liang saw last night.

Although nine out of ten people driving on the street may mistakenly think it's Passat, it's natural that there won't be such a joke here.

The owner of the club met him personally at the door. When he saw Huiteng stop, he hurried over and waited for the car to stop. He had a warm smile on his face. When the young man got off the bus, he immediately shouted, "Xia Shao."

Xia Changge, who sacrificed a bottle of top red wine last night, closed the door. Under the light of the morning, Zhang Junlang's face created an extraordinary atmosphere.

Such a person, even if he is low and introverted, no one will think he is an ordinary person.

"Boss Feng, long time no see."

He nodded and smiled at each other, as always approachable, without any domineering arrogance.

Being able to open such a market in Kyoto City is enough to show that the boss Feng Xiao is not an ordinary person. In his forties, he is not tall or short, his hair is meticulously combed, he wears Tang clothes and has a beer belly. His typical small eyes make his temperament smart. Although he smiles at this time, in most people's eyes, he is a master of hands and eyes.

"Xia Shao, I haven't seen you for a long time. You're a rare guest. The best box has been arranged. Please."

"No hurry."

Xia Changge turned and looked at the street.

"I have to wait for someone to come in together."

Feng Xiao was stunned and a little surprised.

Who deserves the Lord to wait at the door?

He came to Beijing in his teens and worked in Kyoto for decades. He took a shit luck and was not disabled or killed. On the contrary, he realized class transition and operated such a farm.

Over the years, he has seen a lot of dandies in Kyoto, but there are not many who can really make him look at them, and now it is one of them standing in front of him looking at the long street.

Even many times, he subconsciously distinguishes each other from words such as "childe brother".

This is the Deputy brigade commander of the special combat brigade. Even if he arranges the background, his identity itself has been regarded as a serious and powerful figure.

Besides, the other party is less than 30.

And what was he doing at his age?

I think I'm still driving around.

Feng Xiao was filled with emotion. His thoughts drifted for a while. Although he was curious, he didn't ask much. He patiently accompanied Xia Changge to wait at the door.

The reason why the royal mansion club is rarely known is that it is not listed for business.

Without an amazing floor area, it's only about ten mu of land.

There are two small buildings with three floors and dozens of single rooms. The small people are not decent. From the outside, they are completely inconspicuous. However, as long as they know that there is a royal residence club, people who generally want to talk about some confidential things will choose here.

Because no matter what you do in these seemingly insignificant two small buildings, you will never worry about being leaked out. The Royal Residence Club has been open for nearly 20 years and has not leaked any information, which is extremely rare in many clubs.

In this era of no privacy, it has been a great advantage for the Royal Residence Club to stand out in the fierce market competition to let people put down their worries of being spied on and have a down-to-earth chat over tea.

Nine in the morning.

A black Audi entered the Palace Club with a rather unobtrusive attitude and finally stopped in a corner.

Xia Changge walked humbly with a smile and helped open the door.

"Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Tai came down from the back row, looked up and down at Xia Changge, and smiled kindly.

"Have you been waiting long?"

"No. I just arrived, too."

Zhao Tai nodded because he didn't say much outside.

"Go in."

Feng Xiao saw this and led the way immediately.

Although the other party is wearing cheap casual clothes and has no eye piercing atmosphere, it is worth his attention to let Xia Changge wait at the door.

After mixing in Kyoto for so many years, he summed up a truth.

In this city, you should always keep a low profile and humble, because you can never know whether a seemingly ordinary old man will be a big man who calls the wind and rain in the hall.

"What would you like to drink?"

When he came to the a-box, Feng Xiaocai said the first sentence. When he spoke, he bent slightly and didn't deliberately flatter, but he could virtually make the other party feel respect.

This is Daoxing.

He has a lot of good wine and tea here. Even the authentic Wuyishan Dahongpao is in stock, but he didn't take it out or give it for free.

The great treasures in the eyes of ordinary people are not worth mentioning for some people.

Where does a person of this level need his favor? Good or bad is that stealing chickens can't eat rice. Instead of pleasing each other, they are disgusted by each other.

"Biluochun, I heard that Biluochun here is very good. It was purchased from old farmers in Western Hunan. Today, uncle Zhao and I will try it to see if it is worthy of the name."

Xia Changge smiled peacefully, and the words "gentle, courteous and thrifty" can be said to be reflected to the extreme in him.

"Xia Shao is too famous. It can only be said that he can barely eat. If Xia Shao is not satisfied, don't blame me."

Feng Xiao seems to be joking. He is really an exquisite figure. He paved his way back in advance.

"Those two sit first and I'll go out first."

He didn't bother much. After looking at Zhao Tai, he quickly stepped back and ordered the staff to quickly prepare snacks and tea.