Qi Dangxian opened the door of the villa in Yunding Mountain. This villa located on the top of Yunding Mountain was known as the "Yunding Heavenly Palace".
"This boy really knows how to enjoy himself. For the sake of him giving this villa to me, I won't have to deal with him a few times later." Qi Dangxian showed a satisfied smile on his face.
"Eternal Night King" Chu Wudao is the most respected person in the underground world of China. He served in the army before, and after retiring, he formed a large team to silently guard the country.
However, due to an accident, Chu Wudao went crazy. While killing all his enemies, he also raised a butcher knife against his former comrades. Finally, a top war god from China took action, and then Chu Wudao, who was mad, was killed.
He was captured and sent to Youdu Prison.
Chu Wudao can be said to be a legend and a myth. He is admired by countless people, but also makes people feel sorry for him.
Qi Dangxian has become the new owner of this mysterious villa worth two billion.
"Wait a minute, this kid Qiu Meng is too ignorant. He actually left you alone in the Civil Affairs Bureau and came back!"
"Don't worry, I've already scolded her. It's time to have dinner soon. Come back quickly. Tell me the address and I'll ask the driver to pick you up."
Before he could finish visiting the villa, Qi Dangxian received a call from Qiao Guotao, which made him feel a little warm in his heart.
Faintly, I also heard a cold snort from Qiao Qiumeng.
Qi Dangxian did not ask Qiao Guotao to send a driver to pick him up. He chose the most low-key Phaeton in the garage of the villa and drove to Qiao's house.
The Phaeton is indeed low-key. People who don’t know much about cars will just think it’s a Passat that costs over RMB 100,000.
As soon as he arrived at Yunding Villa, Yu Xiaolong parked his car at the entrance of the villa, and saw a Phaeton coming down from the top of Yunding Mountain and speeding past.
"Huh? Is it him?" Yu Xiaolong couldn't help being surprised, extremely surprised.
"Who is it, Miss?" Long Yanan on the side couldn't help but ask.
Yu Xiaolong hesitated and said: "I seem to have seen Qi Dangxian coming down from the villa at the top of Yunding Mountain..."
Long Yanan couldn't help but chuckle, shook his head and said: "Miss, the injuries you suffered from arresting the King of Terror are really not light, and there are times when you are dazzled!"
"How can Qi Bingxian, a small prison guard, afford to live in Yunding Tiangong?"
"You had some connections and wanted to buy this villa, but you didn't succeed. I think you were too tired recently and felt guilty about breaking the engagement. That's why you got blinded."
After hearing this, Yu Xiaolong couldn't help but smile and nodded, thinking that this was also the case. How could Qi Dangxian, a small second-level prison guard, live in a place like Yunding Tiangong?
Even though she had shown her identity as a lieutenant general, she could not win this villa!
Qi et al sat down at the Qiao family's dining table and saw a pot of drunken shrimps placed on the table. The wine was fragrant and the wine soaked in shrimps was beige in color.
This made Qi Dangxian stunned. The two bottles of 50-year-old Maotai he sent were not used to make drunken shrimps, right?!
"Look at this wine. It's yellow when poured out. It's a fake product! I guess this pot of drunken shrimps is inedible." Pang Xiuyun said very unhappily, "The son-in-law you chose is really good.
, I’ll fool you with fake wine on my first visit.”
Qiao Qiumeng also had a face full of disdain and said: "Take it and pour it, so as not to ruin your stomach."
Qiao Guotao's face was a little confused, and he said in a deep voice: "I'm sure he is not this kind of person. Maybe he was deceived. Keep this dish. If you don't eat it, I will eat it!"
Pang Xiuyun frowned and said, "Lao Guan will be here soon. Do you think it is appropriate to serve him this dish?"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of hearty laughter, and a man about the same age as Qiao Guotao walked in.
"Easy, this is my old friend, you can just call him Uncle Guan! If he is in a good mood and gives you two calligraphy and paintings, you can send them." Qiao Guotao said with a smile.
Lao Guan, a national master, is an old artist who is famous throughout China and is a high-ranking figure.
Qi Dangxian greeted him politely, and as soon as Lao Guan sat down, Pang Xiuyun was ready to remove the pot of drunken shrimps.
Lao Guan said, "Hey, wait! I remember, isn't drunken shrimp Xiuyun your best dish? Are you saying you don't want to see me?"
Pang Xiuyun hurriedly smiled and said: "What are you talking about, Lao Guan! The wine that this drunken shrimp used today is not right. It is a fake wine sent by the good son-in-law that Lao Qiao just hired. I'm afraid it will ruin my stomach..."
Lao Guan's nose twitched, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly pressed the basin in Pang Xiuyun's hand onto the table.
"Wait a minute, you said this is fake wine?" Lao Guan was shocked at this moment. Without any regard for etiquette, he picked up his chopsticks and picked up a shrimp and put it into his mouth.
Pang Xiuyun couldn't help but said in surprise: "Lao Guan, vomit quickly... What if you get sick from eating something? If you like it, I will make it for you again!"
Lao Guan's face was full of intoxication, and then he slowly said: "It has a strong aroma in the mouth, a silky throat, and a long aftertaste... This is a rare good wine. I am afraid that it must be the taste of fifty-year-old Maotai."
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As soon as these words came out, the three members of the Qiao family were stunned on the spot.
"What a waste of natural resources, what a waste of natural resources! Old Qiao, your family owns a mine, right? Aren't you still suffering from the debt of 20 million owed by the Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce? Why do you turn around and waste the fifty-year-old Maotai like this?
"Lao Guan was so angry that he stamped his feet and his beard trembled.
Pang Xiuyun was surprised and said: "Fifty-year-old Maotai, Laoguan, are you right?"
"Are you kidding! How could I get it wrong? The last time I drank this kind of wine was at the official literary and art exchange meeting held in the imperial capital three years ago. The taste is something I will never forget!"
"I didn't expect that you would ruin Moutai, a top-notch company that has been in business for fifty years... Oh, it really breaks my heart!"
"If you don't want to drink it, you can give it to me!"
Lao Guan was so angry that he was blowing his beard and staring. Using fifty-year-old Maotai to make drunken shrimps was really a waste of natural resources. He couldn't do this even if he had a mine at home!
Pang Xiuyun and Qiao Qiumeng, mother and daughter, suddenly had awkward smiles on their faces and didn't know what to say.
"How could a little prison guard like him get such a precious thing? He must have secretly brought it out of the Qi family when he was kicked out of the Qi family... Humph!" Qiao Qiumeng was disdainful, but she also felt it was a waste.
Already.
Qiao Guotao laughed and said, "I'm just saying that you judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. How could you possibly send fake wine to fool me!"
Lao Guan also shook his head helplessly and said: "What a pity, what a pity..."
After three rounds of drinking, Qiao Guotao asked Qi Yi to go to work in the Qiao Group.
Qi Dangxian smiled and declined.
Qiao Qiumeng saw this, but couldn't help but sneer in her heart. She was so humble that she came to be the son-in-law, and she also deliberately pretended to play off her worthless self-esteem? How ridiculous!
In the evening, Qiao Qiumeng made a video call with her best friend Li Yunwan for a while, complaining about what happened today.
Li Yunwan was also annoyed and said: "You are really a toad who wants to eat swan meat. How can a small prison guard deserve to be so high on you?! Master Zhang has been chasing you!"
"Don't worry, Mengmeng. I will find a way to make him look embarrassed tomorrow. He has no face to see others, and he will probably be too embarrassed to pester you anymore."