Zhou Xing was slightly stunned by the sudden appearance of several people.
He stared at these people.
If he read correctly, they did not come in through the main door just now, but through a side door.
He turned his head and glanced at Wang Xiaocong, wanting to verify the authenticity of the information from him.
Wang Xiaocong shrugged helplessly. He knew most of the younger generation, but these few...should be Zhou Dingshan's close confidants.
Where does he have any contact opportunities?
"Grandpa asked you to pick me up?"
Zhou Xing did not receive any confirmation, so he glanced at the group of middle-aged men in Chinese tunic suits with a slightly wary expression.
This is Kyoto, not Shanghai.
It can be seen from Lin Xuewen... there are many people who have opinions about him, and the timing of their appearance is such a coincidence.
As soon as Lin Guoping left, they came one after another, as if they had made an appointment in advance.
It would be fine if it were true.
If it is fake...if it is deceived by others, then it will really become the biggest laughing stock in the entire Kyoto.
It was even more exaggerated than when Zhou Xing was beaten to the ground by Lin Xuewen and humiliated in every possible way.
"Yes."
Seemingly seeing Zhou Xing's worries, the middle-aged man standing at the front wearing black-rimmed glasses smiled faintly, but with a strong sense of confidence in his tone: "Young Master, please don't worry, in this Kyoto
...Whoever dares to pretend to be your grandfather is not even born yet."
Zhou Xing was immediately speechless.
Then I felt relieved... I seemed to be a little too cautious.
No matter how high their status is, they still have to act according to the rules. The younger generation, like Lin Xuewen, are afraid of attracting the interference of their elders.
He pretended to be Zhou Xing's grandfather and tricked him away. Zhou Xing was in disgrace.
But this is a big taboo.
The other party will also bear Zhou Dingshan's wrath.
The consequences will only be worse.
As long as there is no problem with my brain, I will not do such unreliable things.
"Sorry...I'm too sensitive."
Zhou Xing lowered his head slightly and said.
"What's going on? The young master can have such a sense of safety at such a young age. I believe your grandpa will be very happy if he knows about it. You don't have to worry anymore."
The middle-aged man said with a smile on his face.
"Are you leaving now?"
Zhou Xing asked.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "The best time is now, because your grandfather, young master, has been waiting expectantly at home after hearing that you were coming. We'd better go there as soon as possible and don't make the old man wait any longer, don't you think so?"
"What you said makes sense, but I didn't think it through enough."
Zhou Xing listened to the advice humbly.
It's all about persuasion... The meanings spoken by different people are completely different. The truth is this, but compared to Lin Xuewen's yin and yang, it is obviously for his own sake, and it sounds very comfortable.
Zhou Xing naturally wouldn't have any objections to him because of this.
The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head without saying anything else.
Zhou Xing turned to look at Wang Xiaocong: "Then I'll leave first."
"It's okay, you go and do your business."
Wang Xiaocong waved his hand indifferently. He originally came to play happily this time, but Lin Xuewen, a mad dog, spoiled his interest.
I'm not in the mood to continue playing anymore.
Besides......for this kind of thing, if they want to come, they can come at any time, and they can come back in time next time: "Say hello to your grandpa for me."
The same is true for Deng Jian, but compared to Wang Xiaocong and Zhou Xing, who have been on the battlefield for a long time, he, a pure newcomer, is still looking forward to experiencing it next, which will open his eyes.
I felt a little bit regretful.
But then I thought about it, I would be less beaten when I got home and I would be happy again.
"MD, it's all Lin Xuewen's fault. Uncle Lin had better hang him up and beat him up this time...beat him until he can't move, so that he can relieve the hatred in my heart!"
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Zhou Xing nodded, then looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Then I'll go change my clothes first, and then let's go?"
He was still wearing a bathrobe.
"No rush, just take your time and I won't disturb you... I'm waiting for you at the door. When are you ready, we can set off."
The middle-aged man said calmly.
"good."
Zhou Xing responded, then ran forward, and changed into his original clothes in the palace where he first entered.
Came to the gate.
door.
A group of middle-aged men in Chinese tunic suits were standing there patiently. When they saw Zhou Xing appear, a smile appeared on their faces again.
Beside them, there were several black cars parked, all of them Audis.
At the top of the list is the Audi a8.
Zhou Xing glanced at the license plate.
Different from the usual blue background with white letters, these license plates are all white.
Jing·a00006.
The A8 at the front has this license plate.
The middle-aged man stepped forward and wanted to open the car door for Zhou Xing.
Zhou Xing quickly refused: "You are the elder, you go first."
The person who could be specially sent by Zhou Dingshan to pick him up must be a close confidant among his close confidants, and he is older than himself.
There is no problem in saying that he is his elder.
The middle-aged man smiled. Faced with Zhou Xing's respectful attitude, he nodded appreciatively and did not refuse again.
Sit in the back seat of the car.
Zhou Xing then sat next to him.
inside the car.
The driver was sitting there. He looked about thirty years old, had a short haircut, was wearing a white shirt and white gloves...but his waist was very straight.
The whole person is quite decent.
"lets go."
The middle-aged man wearing a black frame said something to the driver.
"Good leadership."
The driver immediately replied in a sonorous voice, then released the brakes and the car slowly drove out.
The whole process is extremely smooth, and you can't feel the slightest bump at all.
It's also extremely quiet inside the car.
Zhou Xing looked at the car and saw that the glass in the windows seemed to be much thicker than usual and was divided into several layers.
The interior seats and interior... seem very simple.
"This is your grandfather's car."
Seeing this, the middle-aged man took the initiative and said: "This car is basically never used by anyone except him when traveling, unless it is when dealing with official business, but now it has been specially sent to pick you up. It is enough to see that.
Your grandfather’s love for your grandson.”
"He misses you very much. I heard that after you came to Kyoto, although you didn't show it, your appetite improved a lot. You sang songs happily all day long."
Zhou Xing smiled a little embarrassedly: "I came here a little late today...I am empty-handed. I originally wanted to buy some small gifts that grandpa likes to eat in the evening, and then formally visit me tomorrow morning."
"It's okay. Your grandpa also knows you very well and knows what you think... so he didn't rush us. It was just because something about Lin Xuewen came up in the middle, so he sent us over to check on the situation."
The middle-aged man said calmly: "You are new here and don't know the specific situation in Kyoto. I was afraid that you would suffer a disadvantage, so I simply took you there directly."
Zhou Xing's mind moved as he listened to the middle-aged man's words: "If I'm not mistaken, did you come in through a side door just now?"