During the dinner that night, something very interesting happened. At first, the three of them chewed the food silently. Later, the phone on the big man rang. He put down the bowls and chopsticks and took out a very contemporary mobile phone. When the microphone was connected, the sound of the microphone was a little loud. Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao heard the following conversation.

"I saw a private garden in Gusu, covering an area of ​​about 30 acres. It used to be the ancestral home of an overseas Chinese who studied in the United States. It was well maintained. This family may have a business problem and wanted to sell it. They knew I wanted to, so they asked someone to come over the news." The voice on the phone was filled with a particularly elegant and luxurious feeling, which made people couldn't help but associate it with the word "luxury lady".

The eldest gentleman said lightly: "It's good that you decide. You know, I've never been interested in these things."

The person on the phone said gently: "I know you like quietness. The garden is not too far from the city, but it is not noisy. I think I'm waiting for you to come down from the mountain. We occasionally stay twice a year."

"The three-entry courtyard in the capital is already good, don't worry."

"Let me listen to this matter"

"Okay, just like you"

The eldest Mr. Zhang hung up the phone after chatting with the other party for a few words. The conversation seemed very dull, but he was surprised by Xiaocao and Wang Jingzhe. The courtyards in the capital and the private gardens in Suzhou said that they would buy them and they would only live in a few times a year. What kind of family is that they waste money like this.

When he was sleeping at night, he lay on the bed with Xiaocao, and Wang Jingzhe was on his arm. For the first time, he felt a strong sense of curiosity about the identity of Mr. Big.

"As far as I know, the people in Gujingguan have always been very poor and do not make money. What is this great gentleman's identity?"

"I'm even more curious about who the woman who called him was. That voice is so expensive that it's worth a thousand gold."

This was the first time Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao discussed the origin and identity of Mr. Da. They didn't care before, because they couldn't see what kind of master he had at all. They even thought about whether the other party had returned to nature and was dull. But later they thought about it and found something was wrong. Xiang Que also returned to nature and the way to return to nature was simple, but sometimes he would still show his sharpness inadvertently. Could it be that Mr. Da Que is more exaggerated than Xiang Que?

"Can he be still a person like the sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple..."

It was also on this day. Earlier, a convoy drove out from the foot of Mount Tai and headed for Chang'an City more than a thousand kilometers away.

The convoy had three cars, at the end of which was a very luxurious RV with a thick look on the outside and modified inside. On a wide sofa bed, a middle-aged man in his forties was lying, with a rocket-hair hairstyle that was not quite consistent with his age, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and then reached out to put his hand on a young woman beside the bed.

This middle-aged man is the second son of the Han family. Han Jiang's younger brother Han He, who is the same as the head on his head. He is also very domineering. The people in the family are called Han Erye, and the peers or elders are called him Erman because he is particularly crazy.

This second-in-law Han is good at drinking, smoking and gambling, and is better women. He is a type of woman who doesn’t like every night. He is proficient in all kinds of preferences in eating, drinking, having fun, and gambling. If it were in ancient times, he was a typical prodigal son. To put it nicely, he was also a playboy. What he best did was two things, to set up a yacht, make an appointment with a few similar to himself and then go to sea. The yacht was filled with good wine, cigarettes and good women. He would be tired after playing for a few days and then come back. In his words, in life, cucumbers must be photographed and must be happy in life.

Han He caused a lot of trouble for this, and his family wiped his butt a lot for him, but the Han family always provided him with him, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Because, although he was too crazy, it was also a knife from the Han family. He came forward to solve a lot of trouble for the Han family.

Han He took a sip of the red wine in his cup and stroked the woman next to him. Someone was reporting the situation to him on the chair opposite him, but his eyelids were drooping.

"Second Master, the meaning of the family is to let you go to Mount Zhongnan to Gujingguan. First, peace is the most important thing, so that they can hand over Wang Jingzhe. As for the people in the Guan..." The man thought for a while and said, "As far as we know, there are not many people in Gujingguan, most of them are not in the mountains. If there are really people in the Guanyin, it is best to be more polite, mainly talking."

Han He raised his eyelids and asked, "Talk? If I were to talk, what do you think I would do? Do you think I can talk or can do it? You still don't understand the boss's meaning. Anyone at home who asks me to come forward will have no possibility of talking. The main focus is on taking action."

"But, Second Master, Gujingguan..."

Han He waved his hand and interrupted his subordinates, and said impatiently: "There are all people in Gujing Temple, not dogs, but I am a complete mad dog. Do you think people are afraid of dogs, or are dogs afraid of people? What's more, I can rely on people's power and bite them, so they won't tremble?"

The woman in Han He's arms was giggling, and the second master Han opened his eyes indifferently and said, "It's all the names of the past. Why do they still mention them? I've heard of the name of Gujingguan in the early years, but more than twenty years have passed, and the waves have changed from generation to generation, and they can't do it."

The person on the opposite side said, "My uncle means, you should be more stable..."

"Crack" Han He's wine glass was immediately crushed by his fingers. The broken glass scraps passed through the woman's face next to him. The other party felt a chill on his face, and he reached out and touched it, then looked down, his hands were covered in blood.

"Ah..." The woman was shocked, with a few blood marks appearing on her face. Her very delicate face revealed several holes very imperfectly.
Chapter completed!