Unknowingly, night fell, the floor lights outside the villa came on, and the staff of Wanghai Real Estate Development Co., Ltd. left after get off work; but the old liar had not yet appeared.

The front desk lady walked in and put Zhu Tong's luggage on the sofa closest to the door.

"Let's go, let's change places. The coastal highway is under maintenance. The chairman may come back later; I will pick up the wind for you." Yu Lan picked up Zhu Tong's bag and led him out.

Zhu Tong was only grateful for Lan's attentiveness and thoughtfulness. As soon as he walked out of the villa, a Santana 3000 drove up on the coastal avenue. The door opened and a graceful young official came over and stood in front of Yu Lan.

"Miss Yu, where are you going?" As he spoke, his eyes kept looking towards Zhu Tong.

"Mayor Chen is here in person. Sorry, I have guests and forgot to call you back."

Yu Lan opened the back door of the BMW 325 and put Zhu Tong's luggage in, but did not introduce the two parties: "I'm sorry, Mayor Chen, we have a lot of things these days, and the school money will be sent in a few days; I'll pay it back then.

I hope the mayor will come forward and invite a few friends to support us and promote it for us."

"It's not about money." Mayor Chen seemed to feel Zhu Tong's threat and stepped forward: "Can we talk alone?"

"Let's wait for another day. I'll invite you alone in Hailongfang. I really can't get away today. You see, we still have something to talk about. Goodbye, Mayor Chen."

Yu Lan greeted Zhu Tong to get into the BMW 325, opened the window and gave Mayor Chen a charming smile, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

A good car is a good car. Zhu Tong buried himself comfortably in the leather seat. Seeing Yu Lan's thighs, he smiled and said, "You are still so charming. Mayor Chen seems to have a deep love for you."

"He only has deep roots in money and officialdom;" Yu Lan drove the BMW 325 onto Coastal Avenue and glanced at the rearview mirror; "Mayor Chen is a low-ranking official in the city. Everyone in the town and county said he is the most honest.

The mayor of the town also helped us a lot. However, he was not only me, but also the entire Wanghai Real Estate Development Co., Ltd. This place is not big to begin with, and we have made many friends over the years. Mayor Chen’s

My brother is the president of the Municipal People's Bank of China, and our loan had already been approved, but it was their brothers who were behind it."

"Oh." Zhu Tong responded nonchalantly.

This is not surprising at all. The old liar has no local foundation at all. It is strange that no one is jealous of him after he has made such a big business.

"Aren't you angry?" Yu Lan gave Zhu Tong a strange look.

"Wanghai Real Estate Development Co., Ltd. is the chairman and your company, why am I angry?"

The town used to have only a few streets. Although it has developed now, it is not big enough to require a BMW 325 to drive wildly.

Yu Lan was very dissatisfied with Zhu Tong, and drove the car into another villa with a cold face; the garage door opened automatically, and after the BMW 325 drove in, it closed automatically.

"Sit anywhere." After entering the living room, Yu Lan left Zhu Tong there alone and went inside to change clothes.

The air conditioner started buzzing, and the room quickly reached a temperature that made it difficult to wear thick clothes. Zhu Tong took off his coat and hung it behind the door. After looking around, he couldn't help but admit that Yu Lan was a very sentimental hostess. The decoration in the living room was

Simple and casual.

Several women's journals scattered on the sofa and under the coffee table, blue wind chimes hanging on the low lamps, goblets hanging upside down on the small bar and several bottles of red and white wine, all show the warmth of the hostess alone: ​​exquisite and elegant,

Quiet and relaxing.

The hands of the CK watch pointed to 6:20, and there was still no news from the old liar. Ye'er's call came.

"Li Xiang, where are you?" Wu Wei'er spoke softly in Mandarin, which immediately filled Zhu Tong's heart with moonlight.

"The dean signed it today. Everything goes well. Are we about to call you?" Zhu Tong stood up, watched the door and walked out of the villa.

There was indeed a bright moon outside, and lights were on in the three nearby villas. Only then did Zhu Tong realize that the reef was not far away.

Yu Lan changed into casual clothes and watched in front of the door; Zhu Tong stretched out his index finger and shook it twice in front of his mouth. Yu Lan smiled slightly, turned back to the room, and gently closed the door.

"Don't be too tired, Li Xiang, I'm not too selfish anymore? Will your parents be willing to let you leave?"

Ye'er was a little worried. They didn't have much time together and didn't have time to exchange many words, which gave the little liar plenty of room to play.

"I am an orphan. I grew up with my master. He is a good friend of my father. I am very happy to know that I have a girlfriend. I mean, Shanghai is not bad, and it may be of greater benefit to my future."

"That's good;" Ye paused for a moment, and the sound of a bus arriving came over the phone; "Li Xiang, I didn't know you were an orphan, I'm sorry."

"No need to say sorry, Ye'er, I will go to Shanghai as soon as possible. I miss you."

"Me too, my sister said she wants to talk to you, Li Xiang, don't be anxious; she --- said, although Huang Hai ------." Ye'er was a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, she should care about you, and I know what to do."

Zhu Tong imagined that she was talking to him on the phone in a crowded bus, feeling a little uncomfortable. He comforted Ye'er with a few words, kissed each other, and then hung up the phone.

When I returned to the living room, I saw that Yu Lan had just put down the phone.

"The chairman won't be coming tonight. Your sister is seriously ill and is hospitalized. Aunt Zhou called him halfway and asked him to transfer back to Weihai. The chairman said he would go back and have a look, and he would be there early tomorrow morning."

"What a coincidence." Zhu Tong closed the door, looked at the phone and asked, "Can I have a few words with your chairman?"

"You're here, don't be in a hurry; the chairman has a lot to say to you face to face. I think Zhu Mei's illness, which he is most worried about now, is best not to disturb him."

There was a whistle from the small bar in the corner of the living room, and Yu Lan walked over to operate it; it was an alcoholic coffee stove.

"Are you calling your girlfriend?" Yu Lan turned around, her eyes half-covered in her charming long hair.

"So be it." Zhu Tong responded.

Yu Lan changed her upper body into a loose cream-colored sweater; the wide neckline revealed a section of snow-white shoulders; the fluffy trousers were close to her legs, more tempting than a short skirt.

"She must be very beautiful." The hostess came over with two cups of coffee and placed one cup on the coffee table in front of Zhu Tong. She sat on the sofa opposite and stirred the coffee in her hand with a delicate silver spoon; "You are a person who has high demands in life.

You are a very tall man, and ordinary women cannot hold your heart."

"I'm a wild child on the seaside. How can I see more than you in a big city?" Zhu Tong took a sip of the coffee, and the slightly bitter liquid filled his mouth; he was really not used to such a drink, although drinking coffee is now a certain

In a sense, it is a symbol of taste.

"Tell me about you. I went to Beijing to look for you, and I happened to see you happily preparing for your wedding, so I didn't bother you. I thought you should have a very stable life, why are you here again?"

"He was in a car accident and lay in the hospital for two years. Only one breath can prove that his life is not over. Last year, I signed and agreed to let him go to another world." Yu Lan said nonchalantly, as if he didn't care.

That was someone else's story; "Three years ago, on our second wedding anniversary, my former husband drove to Tianjin and got into a car accident just after leaving Beijing. He was a good man, but not a good husband."

"Why isn't he a good husband? You see, it's hard for me to understand your way of speaking."

Yu Lan chuckled: "Have you never heard of sexless marriage? We just keep company together, each has our own lifestyle, and does not interfere with each other. That can avoid a lot of pressure from all aspects."

"Haha." Zhu Tong also laughed twice and took another sip of coffee. Suddenly he felt his eyebrows beating and his nose itching; another giant sneeze was about to come out.

Zhu Tong quickly covered his mouth and suppressed the sneeze.

Yu Lan saw that Zhu Tong's face was flushed from holding back, so he handed over a few pieces of soft paper and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Are you catching a cold?"

"It's nothing;" Zhu Tong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with paper; "Where is the bathroom?"

Yu Lan led him to a small door and turned on the light inside: "You will watch TV for a while, and I will prepare dinner. The chairman has specially told you to entertain you well; Aunt Zhou said that you like to eat Haihong

"I'll ask Hailongfang to send some, soon."

Zhu Tong hesitated, and after Lan turned around and left, he immediately found the mirror, opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, and looked carefully inside and out.

From the outside, everything looked normal. Zhu Tong checked his own pulse: the pulse was fluent, as smooth as a rolling ball, slightly vibrating, and there was a feeling of whirling forward between movements; a standard happy pulse.

What a man, he had such a strange pulse! Zhu Tong cursed, closed his eyes and looked inside.

The black phantom in the Yintang point between the eyebrows is clearer than in the past few days, and it can be distinguished that the wings are flapping four instead of the two as before.

This proves that there is a butterfly inside, not a bird!

Follow the Yintang down to the Sulu point at the end of the nose, and it has become a passage unconsciously. In the left point of Yingxiang point on both sides of the Sulu point, there is a black silkworm-shaped particle.

Zhu Tong held his head and thought carefully, this must be another seed born from the butterfly god passed down into his body.

The first seed produced by the Butterfly God was sprayed on the big fire wheel. It was two days ago. I don't know what happened to that guy now.

However, the question now is what to do with this strange thing, and Zhu Tong has no idea at all. Traditionally, people who have cultivated voodoo have always been women, and they have always been in the deep mountainous areas where ethnic minorities gather in the southwest. Not only is there no record in the books, but even the birthplace of Zhu Tong

The senior sect also knew very little about it. Aunt Die's butterfly god was kept in her belly, and she didn't understand what Zhu Tong, the butterfly god above her, was.

After taking a few breaths, the chrysalis in the Yingxiang point gradually rises and enters the Sulu point.

Zhu Tong felt that his nose was itchy again, his eyes were blurry, and he had the urge to sneeze violently. He quickly covered his nose with his hands again and pressed it with a soft belt, finally sending the black seeds back to Yingxiang point.

The nose became the barrel of a gun, and the seeds of the Butterfly God were bullets; Zhu Tong recalled the number of butterfly pupae he swallowed. There were ten bamboo buckets given by Auntie Die, and each bucket contained hundreds of pupae. What did Zhu Tong do during this time?

There are more than thirty of them. Could it be that every time a butterfly god eats a few butterfly pupae, the butterfly god excretes a seed? If so, the butterfly's food intake will be halved before the use of this thing is figured out.

Yu Lan's craftsmanship is quite good. Not long after the Hailongfang clerk delivered Haihong, a table of simple and exquisite wine and food was ready.

Zhu Tong drank a lot of white wine at noon, and drank two glasses of red wine with Yu Lan at dinner; he really ate all the pot of Haihong by himself. Yu Lan ate very little, and smiled to see Zhu Tong concentrate on dealing with Haihong, and was very satisfied.

appearance.

"Yes, it tastes like this. Aunt Zhou's craftsmanship is nothing more than this." Zhu Tong wiped his hands and praised. As for seafood, his favorite is the cheap Haihong. When he was a child, it was because of its thick meat and delicious soup. Now he mainly eats it for

Satisfied with the warmth in memory.

"I originally learned it from Aunt Zhou." Yu Lan smiled sheepishly and raised his glass; "Zhu Tong, welcome back; I hope we can help Wanghai Company overcome this difficulty together."

"Ding!" The two wine glasses touched lightly, and Zhu Tong secretly caused trouble. His own wine glass shattered, and the red wine flowed onto the tablecloth.

"This sign is not a good one." Zhu Tong pretended to be displeased. "I just came back. First, Zhu's eyebrows were sick, and the wine glass was broken. It's not good."

Yu Lan paused for a moment, changed a wine glass for Zhu Tong, and swallowed his own wine with a forced smile: "It's not good, it's not good in the first place."

Suddenly he threw down his wine glass and shouted at Zhu Tong: "What on earth do you want to do? What do you want me to do? I just can't bear to see the chairman's hard work being taken away by others, and I don't want to see those corrupt officials using the country's money to buy

------."

Yu Lan crawled on the dining table and cried bitterly, her shoulders twitching and her long hair shaking constantly.
To be continued...