"Xian Yan-----Brother Yan, you won't mind if I call you Brother Yan," Ning Kun said with a smile. After a while, he shortened the title again.
"Whatever," Yan Murong said with a smile, "it doesn't matter what you call me, but don't expect me to call you big brother."
"Why are you talking? If you dare to talk to Mr. Ning like that, you are going to be screwed."
Before Ning Kun could speak, a young man following him spoke first.
Yan Murong raised his eyes and looked at this young man. He was quite good-looking and could become a "popular kid" in a nightclub, but the arrogance on his face was not concealed at all.
"Your new bitch," Yan Murong didn't want to talk to him at all and looked at Ning Kun and asked.
"Mingjun, shut up," Ning Kun frowned and shouted in a low voice.
"Master Ning, I-----"
"I told you to shut up." Zhang Mingjun wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Ning Kun. Then, the smile returned to his face and he looked at Yan Murong and said, "Brother Yan, I'm really sorry. This is my fault." Two friends, Zhang Mingjun and Kong Yue, just came from Suhang."
Coming from Suhang, Yan Murong looked at the two of them doubtfully, thinking, Suhang had Situ Jin and Gongsun Wuji, when did these two people appear again.
Looking at the two people chatting, Jiang Shan was really stupid.
He knew Ning Kun's identity, and no matter how many people tried to curry favor with him, he couldn't. But, why did it seem that Yan Murong and Ning Kun were old acquaintances, and Yan Murong didn't buy into Ning Kun's fault. .
Ning Kun, Yan Murong-----
When he thought about it carefully, Jiang Shan almost sat down on the ground - he was so scared.
He knew Ning Kun's identity, and if he pushed further, Yan Murong's identity would be revealed.
He didn't know how many people with the surname Yan in Yanjing were, but he seemed to be the only one in China who knew Ning Kun and dared not to buy into Ning Kun's fault.
Jiang Shan felt bitter in his heart. He had been his classmate for more than a year, but he didn't even know the other person's identity.
Ning Kun had no intention of introducing Yan Murong to Zhang Mingjun and Kong Yue. He smiled, looked at Yan Murong and said, "I just knew that Brother Murong was here, but there are some things that I can't get away from. No, I'm done with my work." Came here right away,"
"You came here just to treat us to a meal," Yan Murong looked at Ning Kun with a half-smile, "If that's the case, then you should do whatever you want, I didn't pay for this meal---" -Besides, even if I pay, am I only short of two dollars?"
"Brother Murong, you misunderstood," Ning Kun shook his head, looked at the surprised eyes around him, and said with a wry smile, "I'm here to apologize to you."
These words were so outrageous that Jiang Shan was dumbfounded, Zhang Mingjun was dumbfounded, and even Kong Yue, who had kept a smile on his face since entering the house, was dumbfounded.
He came to apologize. Why should he apologize to this man? Who else in China could make Ning Kun apologize in front of so many people.
"Apologise, for what crime?" Yan Murong asked.
"Brother Murong, as long as you know these things and I know them, don't say them out loud," Ning Kun said with a smile, "Anyway, just know that I am sincere in my apology to you."
"Okay, just assume I understand," Yan Murong asked with a smile, "then, do you think you can make amends with just one meal?"
"Of course not," Ning Kun shook his head and said, "But I am not as rich as you, and you will definitely look down on my small amount of money, so you can tell me. If it is not excessive, I will agree to all your requests. ,"
Yan Murong was a little surprised that Ning Kun was so happy, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood that it seemed that Ning Kun had been instructed by Ning Zhandong to treat him with such a low eyebrow.
Having said that, the Ning family and the Yan family really didn't have any major issues. Zheng Wuming was responsible for everything in the past. Now that Zheng Wuming is dead and Chang Xiaopeng is lame, Ning Zhandong naturally doesn't want to have any trouble with the Yan family anymore, so , Ning Kun is here.
"You said you have no money, what else can I ask for," Yan Murong said with a smile. Suddenly, the conversation changed and he looked at Ning Kun and asked, "You just said that this place is yours,"
"It's mine," Ning Kun nodded. "This is one of my properties. It's just that I don't come here often. It's all taken care of by the manager here."
"Oh, okay, then you can give me the Prince's Mansion," Yan Murong said without being surprised. Just now he said there was nothing to ask for, but in the blink of an eye he asked for the Prince's Mansion.
Although the Prince's Mansion is not as good as those five- and six-star hotels, its value cannot be underestimated.
Yan Murong's lion's big mouth was surprising, but Ning Kun's answer was even more shocking. It almost made people's eyes fall out. He agreed, he actually agreed.
"Okay, from tomorrow - no, from today on, this place will be yours," Ning Kun said with a smile.
"You are really generous, should I thank you for your generosity?" Yan Murong said with a smile. Ning Kun was so happy that it was a bit beyond his expectation, but it was good, at least he knew the Ning family's attitude.
"No, I'm here to apologize to you," Ning Kun shook his head and said, "Since Brother Murong is attending the class reunion now, I won't bother you anymore. I will go and complete all the procedures immediately, and you will leave later. When the time comes, this place will be yours,"
After saying that, Ning Kun left with Zhang Mingjun and Kong Yue, leaving everyone in the room looking at Yan Murong with wide eyes.
What is a windfall from heaven? Winning a big prize by buying lottery tickets? No, that can only be called luck. But Yan Murong is a real windfall from heaven. In one sentence, someone gave up the prince's palace and was very happy.
Jiang Shan didn't know how he walked back to his seat. What happened tonight was a huge blow to him. After being tricked by Yan Murong, he still had a trace of resentment in his heart, but now, this trace of resentment has long since He ran away without a trace, but felt a little scared in his heart. He was afraid that Yan Murong would take revenge on him in turn.
Fortunately for Xue Wen, she had already known how capable this man was, so she was only a little surprised by these things. However, Xu Yuanyuan was different. From the time Yan Murong asked for the Prince's Mansion to when Ning Kun left, her mouth kept growing. With.
"Be careful of dislocating your jaw," Yan Murong looked at Xu Yuanyuan and said jokingly.
"Ah-----I-----"
"It's mine no more," Yan Murong smiled and said, "It seems that letting you work as colleagues with Xue Wen is going to go to waste. However, you heard just now that Ning Kun gave this place to me. Okay-----So, I need a manager to help me manage this place. How about it, are you interested?"
This time, Xu Yuanyuan was really speechless.
It's not a shock, it's a surprise, a huge surprise.
PS: There are only two updates today. I need a little rest. The illness was so sudden. It made me so miserable. I stopped updating when the end of the month was over. As a result, my perfect attendance at 500 Dayang was gone. It’s too late to cry, but this is a natural disaster, and it is really beyond my control. August has passed, and nearly 170,000 words have been updated, which is not a small amount. In September, I will continue to work hard, and I hope all classmates will give me some advice. Motivation, if you have the ability, occasionally send counting tickets, stamps, etc., if you don't have the ability, I will be very happy if you come and send flowers every day. Some people say that I make various excuses not to update, or scold me, I can only say that I make a living by coding. If I don’t code, I will have nothing to eat. I’m not stupid. How could I let myself go hungry? Finally, I would like to thank my friends who understand me and have always supported me. It’s really great. There is no way I can repay you. I will strive to be reincarnated as a woman in my next life, and I will marry you in turn... If there are female readers, I can do it in this life, (this is just nonsense, free of charge,)