Just like Xuanwu, which was incorporated into Xicheng, Guan Nushan's nickname of "Xuanwu Little Overlord" also disappeared into the gray air of the capital year after year with the passage of time.

Judging from Guan Nushan's age, his title of little overlord should be self-proclaimed.

If you have to talk about whether there is a stubble in the capital, and there is a part in the road, then what Nine Dragons and One Phoenix, Five Tigers of Dewai, South Xiao Du and North Lao Jiu, and Thirteen Taibao invincibles must be on the list.

However, these old people in Beijing, who are almost 70 years old, if they are still alive, I am afraid they can only hug their grandchildren happily at home.

A person like Guan Nushan with an identity background, if he is dozens of years younger, he can be regarded as a proper top rich second generation now.

Fortunately, Guan Lan, opposite Lin Dingqiang, has the hat of the rich second generation, which can be regarded as a different kind of inheritance.

"Heh, Boss Guan still has this past!" Lin Dingqiang became interested, recalling the first time he saw him at the racecourse and wanted to fight with the troublesome young man, and finally knew where this anger came from.

"That's not it!" Guan Lan said and laughed, "I heard my dad say when I was a child, he could beat four or five Sun thieves alone!"

Lin Dingqiang joked: "That's really good." So what's going on with this Liu Yating?"

Guan Lan looked at Lin Dingqiang suspiciously, "Isn't it, are you interesting to her?"

"Look at what you said, how could I be interested in her!" Lin Dingqiang hurriedly said: "I'm just curious." ”

Guan Lan recalled and said slowly: "Back then, she was still a student, and she was seen by my father and a few uncles. When it's okay, just take it behind your ass and hang around. What kind of song halls, karaoke, ice rinks, frequent!"

"Feelings, this is the seed of opening a nightclub planted in my heart!"

Guan Lan shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "I don't know if the seeds are not seeds." I only know that after she came back from Pengcheng, her whole person changed. It's getting weird. ”

When Lin Dingqiang heard this, he combined Guan Lan's words with the information he knew, as if he understood something.

At first, she ran the latte bar of Soho Group, and later became one of the thirteen shareholders. This is the origin of her thirteen-aunt nickname. Guan Lan said in detail: "Later, she left Sohao and founded the nightclub brands of Mr. Thirteen Group and Onethird and Sirteen, and instantly rose to the top and became the queen of the workers' body. ”

When Lin Dingqiang heard this, he still didn't get any useful news from Guan Lan's mouth that could restrain Liu Yating, and asked, "Self-made?"

"There should be Sohao's support," Guan Lan took the last bite of the soup dumpling, wiped her mouth and said, "However, what she once said is still fresh in my memory." ”

Lin Dingqiang asked, "What?"

She said she could never forget the girl running around the wholesale clothing market on cold and windy mornings. Guan Lan shrugged her shoulders and continued: "Maybe in addition to having someone behind her to support her, it's more about her efforts!"

Lin [no name fo] Ding Qiang has heard the description of Liu Yating by three people so far.

In Chen Feibai's mouth, Liu Yating is a woman who relies on men to ascend to the top.

In Huo Jinwei's words, she is another sad junior who has been abandoned.

In Guan Lan's eyes, she is still a modern woman who works hard.

The complex and disorderly clues made Lin Dingqiang unable to find a solution to the problem for a while.

And at this time, Zhang Xiaohui called.

"Boss, Manager Feng and I bought Jinding's stock, and the limit was up and down 5 minutes ago!" Zhang Xiaohui on the phone looked very excited, in his opinion, Lin Dingqiang's judgments were really like a god, and he didn't miss it.

Lin Dingqiang didn't care how much he made in the stock market now, and he then asked, "What about the other thing?"

"We also found some evidence through various channels," Zhang continued, "but it is still a little bit difficult to provide evidence." ”

Lin Dingqiang nodded, "I have figured out the location of the middle hair, and I will send it to you later." You and Feng Xiaonan will find a way to take a look,"

After explaining a few words, Lin Dingqiang hung up the phone and looked at the time, "Let's go, Zhou Gaozhe is here to pick us up." ”

"Good. ”

The three of them walked out of the steamed bun shop, and then came to the side of the road according to Zhou Gaozhefa's positioning.

About five minutes later, a blue Bentley Bentayga pulled up in front of several people.

Zhou Gaozhe stepped down from the driver's seat and greeted politely, "Mr. Lin, Miss Guan." Is Muslim Street fun?"

"Buns don't work. Guan Lan said bluntly: "That's it." ”

Zhou Gaozhe smiled and said, "Then we'll pack it ourselves tonight." I'll ask the chef to bring all the ingredients to the camping area, serious white case master!"

Guan Lan blinked and said excitedly, "Camping?"

"Yes, Boss Guan said to my dad that when the pigeons arrived, we would quietly go and stay near the place where they will be released tomorrow. Zhou Gaozhe said mysteriously: "Just stay there at night, light a bonfire, and everyone chat." The people of the One Loft Race have already gone over and are ready. ”

"Hey, that's interesting!" Guan Lan laughed, "Let's go!"

After the four of them returned to the car, Zhou Gaozhe drove to the Saiwei Stadium in Gaoling.

Guan Lan had already communicated with his driver on the road, and in about two hours, these big trucks pulling pigeons would be able to arrive.

Lin Dingqiang communicated with Zhang Xiaohui and Feng Xiaonan through WeChat.

In addition to the matter of Jinding, the first batch of four-flower milk has been provided to the primary and secondary schools in the capital, and the students' response is not bad, although the four-flower milk is not as strong as Yili and Mengniu, but there is a faint sweetness.

This can be regarded as good news for Lin Dingqiang in his troubles.

But the problem that the professional manager has not found for a long time has not been solved, which made Lin Dingqiang's brows furrow slightly furrowed again.

"What are you worried about?" Guan Lan, who was sitting on the side, saw that Lin Dingqiang hadn't spoken since he left the bun shop, either looking at his mobile phone along the way, or sighing faintly, "Come out to have fun!"

Zhou Gaozhe, who was driving the car, thought that Lin Dingqiang was worried about the nightclub, and looked at Lin Dingqiang's expression from the rearview mirror, and wanted to say something, but because Guan Lan was still in the car, he still put up with it.

The car drove all the way out of the city, and after about an hour, it finally arrived at the Saiwei One Loft.

Compared to the quaint pigeon racing centre in Guannushan, this one loft is more like a patchwork of factories.

After Zhou Gaozhe parked the car and saw Guan Lan walking away, he asked, "Mr. Lin, has there been any progress in the nightclub?

Lin Dingqiang didn't let go of Xi Tao, and didn't hide the truth, and said frankly: "Mr. Zhou, don't hide it, I'm afraid this matter is not easy to do!"