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Gu Ling stood at the door of Xiong's private club, his face flushed with excitement.

He thought that today would be a group gathering of the Golden Dragon Society, but after he hurried there, he discovered that Ma Yunda had only invited him, which made Gu Ling's imagination wander.

"Could it be that some big business is looking for me?

""Does HTC intend to enter the entertainment industry?

"His heart was beating like a deer.

At this time, Ma Yunda came over, looking a little ugly.

Gu Ling hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Hello, Mr. Ma.

Ma Yunda glanced at Gu Ling, put aside his worries for the time being, and said, "Come with me, I will take you to meet someone."

"Meeting whom?"

Gu Ling asked strangely, "Is there anyone else?"

""You'll know when you get there.

Ma Yunda said.

The two got into the car, and Ma Yunda suddenly asked: "Xiao Gu, you haven't offended anyone in your recent business, right?

"Gu Ling was stunned, and quickly shook his head and said: "No, no, I always pay attention to being friendly and making money when doing business, and my entertainment industry is also half a service industry. I can't even greet people with a smile, so how can I offend people.

Mr. Ma, why do you ask?

Ma Yunda shook his head and said: "Nothing, I just asked casually."

"Actually, Ma Yunda didn't know why Li Xuan wanted to see Gu Ling. In that case, it was better not to make random guesses, so his attitude towards Gu Ling was lukewarm along the way.

Gu Ling was also puzzled. He didn't know where Ma Yunda was taking him and who he wanted to meet. He could only guess what big business was waiting for him.

The car soon stopped at the intersection of a narrow alley, which was full of tattered signboards. Most of the signs were handwritten and the words on them were crooked.

There will be a few neon light strips hovering on the slightly decent signboard, but probably due to the age, those neon light strips are half-lit, and many of the words are incomplete.

It was already a winter night, but many shops had their doors open, and a trace of hot air floated out from inside, permeating every corner of the alley.

Many metal pipes, whether they are water pipes or gas pipes, are circling and intersecting in the corners, on the ground, in the gutters, and in mid-air, giving this alley a weird cyberpunk style.

Ma Yunda got out of the car and looked at the alley with a frown, wondering why Li Xuan came here.

Gu Ling, who got out of the car behind him, was even more confused and asked in confusion: "Mr. Ma, what are we doing here?"

Ma Yunda shook his head: "Ask less and look more. Come with me."

"The two of them walked into the alley, surrounded by several bodyguards.

Barber shops, pedicure shops, barbecue restaurants, ramen shops, fruit and vegetable shops, tobacco shops, adult supplies stores, all kinds of market atmosphere filled the alley. They actually saw the long-lost rental bookstore and DVD shop, all these shops

The shabby appearance made them wonder if they had suddenly traveled back in time thirty years ago, and even made the two rich men wonder whether this was part of the modern metropolis Pingzhou.

As they walked into the alley, this feeling became even stronger.

"What does this smell like?

"Gu Ling twitched his nose and frowned tightly.

Ma Yunda did not answer.

Gu Ling complained: "I seem to smell the smell of stinking ditches and waste oil.

This dress of mine was handmade by an Italian tailor, so if it gets stained with these smells, I'm afraid it won't be able to be washed off.

"Ma Yunda still didn't speak. He looked at the signs on both sides, for fear of missing something.

Walking to the middle of the alley, Ma Yunda suddenly stopped, forced a bright smile on his expressionless face, stood at the door obediently, bent towards the narrow shop and said: "Mr. Li,

I brought people here.

"In the fried skewers shop, Li Xuan is feasting. The tenderloin skewers here are indeed well-deserved. They are all fresh meat bought by the boss that day. They are marinated and threaded into skewers with alternating fat and thin. After deep-frying, the aroma is mouth-watering.

Even Tang Mi, who has always wanted to control her figure, and Yang Mengmeng, who always pursues nutritious meals to protect the safety of her fetus, cannot resist the temptation of fried skewers, and their mouths are full of oil.

The shop is not big. Apart from them, there are a few tables of customers who are drinking beer. Coupled with the boss with a loud voice and the waiter with a bad attitude, the shop is extremely lively.

At this moment, Ma Yun arrived. After he respectfully finished his words, the shop instantly became quiet.

Everyone looked at the door in surprise, and saw a face that looked familiar, but couldn't immediately recall the name.

When they saw the tall black-clad bodyguards next to Ma Yunda, the boss and the guests were a little confused.

Why are some big shots here?

It seems like they shouldn't appear in this kind of scene, right?

Suddenly, the waiter covered his mouth and screamed from between his fingers: "Ma Yunda!" Ma Yunda?

Everyone looked carefully and recognized him immediately.

"Let me go, it's Jack Ma!" "Why did Fuhao Ma come here? Did he pay a private visit incognito?"

""Do you have any culture? If the emperor comes to ask for a private visit in private, he can only ask to understand the people's sentiments, right?

""Hurry up and take pictures and post them on WeChat Moments!" Seeing many people taking out their mobile phones to take pictures, the bodyguards wanted to step forward to stop them, but Ma Yunda waved his hand: "Don't move.

"The bodyguards quickly took a few steps back, lowered their heads with their hands behind their backs, and did not dare to mess around.

Ma Yunda then spoke again: "Mr. Li, I brought Gu Ling.

"At this time, Gu Ling also realized that something was wrong. Who was inside that could make Ma Yunda so frightened?

And through the glass window of the shop, Gu Ling seemed to see a familiar figure, but he thought it was unlikely.

Just when he was at a loss, a voice came from inside: "You two, come in.

"Ma Yunda hurriedly walked to the door, and when he was about to go in, he remembered something. He turned around and waved to Gu Ling: "What are you doing standing still? Mr. Li wants to see you, come in with me!" "Which Mr. Li is it?"

Gu Ling was confused, but he followed Ma Yunda into the fried skewers shop.

As soon as he walked into the store, the rich aroma of oil and meat hit his face, and the expensive clothing handmade by an Italian tailor on Gu Ling's body was completely ruined.

But Gu Ling didn't care about the clothes, but stared at someone in the store with wide eyes.

"Tang...Tang Mi?

You...why are you here?

"Gu Ling seemed to have seen a ghost.

The people in the store were originally focused on Ma Yunda, but when they heard Gu Ling's scream, their eyes instantly focused on Tang Mi. Only then did they realize that the beautiful girl wearing sunglasses was actually a well-known star.

"Tang Mi! Oh my god, Tang Mi and I were eating fried skewers in a shop, and we didn't recognize her!" "She's more beautiful in real life than on TV!" "Tang Mi, can you sign your name for me?"

"The store was bustling, but Gu Ling's heart was cold.

He vaguely guessed why he was called here.


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