Summary of the previous chapter: Yang Lian, with the help of Ma Xiaoquan, Li Qinghan, and Hua Yue, "successfully" spread his memorial
Bei Mingxue handed the small notebook in her hand to Ma Xiaoquan. Ma Xiaoquan opened it and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Don't tell me, anyone who is literate can really understand the truth. I don't understand, Brother Yang.
He sets up a forum to give lectures, but his speaking speed is very fast. Besides, every lecture must be more or less different. This small notebook is green, please bring yours to me."
After reading the contents of the small notebook in Hua Qingqing's hand, Ma Xiaoquan was surprised: "They are exactly the same, amazing, so amazing?"
While hesitating, Li Qinghan came over with Feng'er in his arms and said with a smile, "What's this? There's something even more magical."
"Oh? More magical?"
Li Qinghan nodded, patted his son in his arms, and said, "I'll take you to meet someone."
"Who?"
Li Qinghan smiled mysteriously: "You will know when you come!"
Ma Xiaoquan followed Li Qinghan suspiciously, took many detours, and finally arrived at a secluded house.
"Qinghan, why did you bring me here?" Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help but ask again.
Li Qinghan turned around and pointed to the door of the house with a smile: "You will know after you push it in and take a look."
Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows twice and stepped forward to push open the door of the house.
A faint scent of sandalwood hits the face, making people feel very relaxed and happy.
This scent was familiar to Ma Xiaoquan. He thought for a moment, frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered something: "Is it Mr. Ding? Is it Mr. Ding?"
Inside the house, a rich male voice came: "Haha, head of the Ma family, long time no see, haha."
Ma Xiaoquan laughed, stepped into the door of the house, and looked inside. He saw a slender man holding a folding fan in his hand, looking at him with a smile.
Ma Xiaoquan stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ding, I've been saying goodbye since I went to Caobang, and I haven't seen you for a while."
The man nodded and said, "Yes, first-generation head of the family, how are you doing recently?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head. In his impression, Mr. Ding should not be very clear about his identity. Today, Li Qinghan brought him here, which shows that Mr. Ding already knows his identity, so he repeatedly calls himself "
"The first generation head of the family".
"What's the matter? Isn't it okay for the first-generation head of the family to return to Beijing and get promoted and make a fortune?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and said: "What's good? Things haven't stopped since I came back. Mr. Ding, please stop making fun of me. Have you heard of Wei Zhongxian's many misdeeds?"
"Haha" Mr. Ding nodded and said with a smile, "It is indeed the first-generation head of the family. Well, I just don't understand. Since the first-generation head of the family decided to fight back, why not just go up and kill Wei Zhongxian, so that it can be settled once and for all, and
Quick and crisp.”
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and did not bite. If it were not for history, he would have done this a long time ago. Why sit and wait for Wei Zhongxian to grow stronger step by step? Seeing that Ma Xiaoquan did not speak, Mr. Ding smiled and said: "Actually, I have a general understanding of the reason.
Well, let’s not talk about it anymore, the first-generation head of the family, what do you think I will do when I come today?”
Ma Xiaoquan narrowed his eyes and guessed: "If I'm not wrong, asking Qinghan to give Yue'er instructions for Huayue to go to Yang Lian at night should have been Mr. Ding's idea, right?"
"Haha, the first generation head of the family is really smart!" Mr. Ding nodded and said, "Wei Zhongxian is certainly hateful, but it is true that his life span is not over yet, so he has not yet died. It's just that Wei Zhongxian has to hold him back every time he does something.
You, the first-generation head of the family, must be feeling very uncomfortable too, right?"
"More than that? It's really uncomfortable. I can't spare that bastard Wei Zhongxian."
Mr. Ding hummed, frowned, and said: "First-generation head of the family, I have an idea, but while implementing my idea, you may lose something."
"What?" Ma Xiaoquan asked.
Mr. Ding chuckled and did not quickly say what it was. Instead, he opened and closed the folding fan in his hand.
"You will know this later. Okay, that ends our meeting today!"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment. Mr. Ding was really strange. He was sending guests off before he could explain why. How could there be such a person?
Although he was unhappy in his heart, Ma Xiaoquan didn't say anything. Hua Yue once said that Mr. Ding is a strange person. If you want him to help, it's best not to force him. Otherwise, you won't be able to help him in any way.
He said that he would also beat a rake backwards.
Previously in Caobang, Ma Xiaoquan had learned from Mr. Ding's strategy, so he could successfully run the salt transportation business. From this, it can be seen that Mr. Ding is a big shot. It is best not to offend or curry favor with such a person.
It's not too late yet.
Ma Xiaoquan hummed, gently bowed his hand to Mr. Ding, then turned and walked out of the house.
As soon as I went out, I heard a "squeak" sound and the door closed automatically.
Li Qinghan stepped forward and asked with concern: "How are you doing? Did you ask anything else?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly, shook his head and shrugged, indicating that he didn't ask anything.
"Did Mr. Ding say anything?" Li Qinghan asked again.
"What did you say?" Ma Xiaoquan asked Li Qinghan.
"Can I know what you are talking about?" Li Qinghan was a little dissatisfied with Ma Xiaoquan's answer.
Ma Xiaoquan sighed and said, "Qinghan, let me ask you first, how do you know Mr. Ding?"
Li Qinghan blinked and said, "Have we known each other for a long time? I knew Mr. Ding before I married into the Ma family."
"What?" Ma Xiaoquan was shocked. If Li Qinghan said this, it meant that the two of them had known each other for a long time.
Well, this can also explain the reason why Mr. Tongding knows his true identity.
"Then my identity"
Li Qinghan nodded, indicating his acquiescence.
"Then you didn't tell Mr. Ding that I was from"
Li Qinghan shook his head.
"That's good, that's good." Ma Xiaoquan breathed out. Although he didn't mind Mr. Ding knowing that he came from modern society, even if he said it, it didn't mean that the other party would understand what modern society is. The former Li Qinghan
, Bei Mingshuang, Dongfang Qingxue and Hua Yue have all asked themselves a lot of questions about the four words "modern society", which is enough to prove that people in this era do not have too advanced thoughts and consciousness.