Clang......

The crisp sound of the piano sounded in his ears, Wang Hao closed his eyes slightly, and slowly shook his head with the rhythm, although he didn't have any musical cells, but the song played by Qiandai could make his heart feel a little quiet, giving people a very relaxed and comfortable feeling.

At this time, if you can chant a poem in response to the situation, it will be quite awesome and coaxing, but unfortunately Wang Hao didn't think of an ancient poem when he searched his stomach, so he could only say very embarrassedly: "Good song and good artistic conception!"

"It's OK, it's a bit back-to-basic. Ning Yong listened to the sound of the guqin and slowly started boxing, originally Bajiquan was violent and violent, but at this time he followed the sound of the piano and played like Taijiquan.

After playing the song, Wang Hao's physical exertion accumulated some time ago disappeared, and he felt a little refreshed: "Not bad, really good." He was full of praise.

"If the boss likes it, you can come to the teahouse every day, and Qiandai will play a song for you. Qiandai said obediently, a Mandarin is very standard, if you don't say that you are Japanese, no one can tell it.

"Okay!" Wang Hao said two good words in a row, with an excited expression on his face.

Leaning slightly, Qian Dai went out with the qin, and the smile on Wang Hao's face disappeared, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Ning Yong, do you think it's a little strange?" he asked.

"What's strange?" Ning Yong asked rhetorically: "The song just now is back to basics, it is very extraordinary, it can make people calm down, the whole mood is relaxed, if you listen to it every day, you can't say that you will prolong life, but there must be many benefits for the body, especially the second uncle, you should really listen to it more, it can excrete all the fatigue accumulated in your body." ”

"I know all this, my body is indeed much more comfortable and relaxed at this time, but don't you think it's strange?" Wang Hao asked with a wink.

"What's weird?"

"It is at this critical moment, why would such a powerful Japanese woman appear in the teahouse, with her unique skills in stroking the qin and tea art, will she be short of money?" Wang Hao finally caught the most critical place.

"This ...... It doesn't seem to be missing. Ning Yong was stunned for a moment and replied.

"Since there is no shortage, why did she go to work in Wanzhong Camellia House?" Wang Hao asked.

"She seems to have said just now, she likes it here, it's quiet in the middle of the noise, and it's halfway up the mountain. Ning Yong said.

"Since I like it here, if you have money, you can live here, and you don't need to work in a teahouse. Wang Hao said.

"Also, could it be that she is a killer sent by the Wan family? No way, I have already checked it, and the other party has no martial arts skills. Ning Yong shook his head and said.

"Who said that a killer must know martial arts?" Wang Hao asked rhetorically.

"Huh?" Ning Yong was stunned for a moment and did not speak.

"You cheer up these days, let's continue to listen to music tomorrow. Wang Hao said: "Look at what kind of medicine this Japanese girl sells in her gourd." ”

......

The provincial capital, 10,000 villas, Wan Baoguo frowned, the approval of the freight terminal has come down, the owners of Longhu Homes and some people with ulterior motives are gathering in the Jiangcheng sales office to make trouble, and he has been troubled by these things in the past few days.

Wan Baoguo now regrets it very much, originally he wanted to make the matter of the freight terminal yellow through the relationship, but unfortunately the people he knew failed to prevent the issuance of the documents, and later heard that it was Zhou Zhiguo who personally gave instructions, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that Wang Hao is definitely not just a gangster, and eighty percent of his hands have been stretched out to the province.

Ruthless, and with hands and eyes, this kind of person is the most difficult to deal with, and the ancestors of the Wan family have specially marked this kind of people who cannot be offended, including people like Wang Hao.

"Alas, I'm confused!" Wan Baoguo patted his forehead, sighed, and said to himself: "At that time, Xinrong should not have been allowed to deal with it, if he had handled it himself, maybe the matter would not have reached this point." ”

Bell ......

Just thinking about it, his mobile phone rang, glanced at it, and found that it was the eighth master's phone, Wan Baoguo thought about it for a while, and then as if he had made some kind of determination, he pressed the answer button: "Hey, eighth master!"

"Baoguo, it's been a few days, when will the money arrive. The voice of the eighth master was impatient on the mobile phone.

"Eighth master, I am in trouble with the Longhu Homeland project I invested in Jiangcheng, I don't have enough cash in hand, I thought about it, doing business and making money, this matter is either forget it, don't trouble you." Wan Baoguo said stubbornly.

"What? Don't want to trouble me? Then what happened when your son Wan Xinrong came to me some time ago? Who caused the death of my apprentice Liu Xiong? Forget it? I said lightly, there is no 100 million in the account tomorrow, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. The eighth master threatened, and then hung up the phone.

Honk...... Honk......

"Hey, hey, Eighth Master?" Wan Baoguo shouted twice, and found that the other party had hung up the phone, so he angrily dropped the phone directly.

"What should I do, what now?" Since he took over Wanlu Textile, he has never encountered such a big crisis now.

On the one hand, the eighth master extorted 100 million, on the other hand, the troubles encountered by the Longhu Homeland project, and he knew very well in his heart that the troubles of several owners of Longhu Homes were nothing, and it would soon affect the capital market, and the stock of Wanlu Textile would definitely fall.

According to Wan Baoguo's plan just now, he was going to reject the eighth master first, and then talk to Wang Hao, his son Wan Xinrong found the killer first, and Wang Hao made a heavy truck to hit the back, which is considered to be flattened, so that he not only does not have to give another 100 million to the eighth master, the capital market should not have twists and turns, and even Wang Hao can talk to Wang Hao about the matter of investing in the freight terminal, because he heard that the other party's funds are insufficient, and there are several consortiums in contact with Zhongyitang.

It's a pity that the eighth master didn't let go of his mouth, and he didn't know what to do for a while?

There is no good way to think about it, so I have to keep scolding my son Wan Xinrong for being a loser, and there is more than enough to lose, but unfortunately Wan Xinrong has returned to Pingyang County and can't hear it at all.

......

That night, Chu Ruoying was studying in the library, and when she was tired, she stretched her waist, and a black man couldn't help but appear in her mind: "I don't know what he's busy with, why hasn't he come to see him for so long?"

Thinking of this, she suddenly blushed: "Shame, who are you, why do people come to see you." ”

"Ruoying, who do you think, why are you red. Zhou Mingyan's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Since the KTV incident, Zhou Mingyan took the initiative to become friends with Chu Ruoying, and I don't know if she is sincere or false, in short, she has taken care of Chu Ruoying very much during this time.

"Didn't think about anyone. Chu Ruoying lowered her head and said.

"Someone is looking for you at the door of the library, saying that they are Wang Hao's friend. Zhou Mingyan said.

"Uh, oh!" Chu Ruoying was stunned for a moment, then immediately packed up the books and hugged them to her chest, and walked towards the outside of the library.

"Xiao Nizi Sichun, walking so fast, it's not me, it's a friend. Zhou Mingyan chased after him.

Miyamoto Nosuke stood in a shadow at the entrance of the Ejo University library, his eyes showing a fierce gaze.

Writing fell asleep, alas, got up again and finished writing.