Wang Lin and An Tao, the two of them took a turn downstairs and came to the small bar on the left that only opened in the back half.

At this time, the girls inside were resting here, brushing a row of long legs, more than forty people, dressed relatively revealing but not revealing, watching Wang Tao's nosebleed, and the two quarreled a few words.

In order not to leave a negative impact on her husband, she stood at the door and criticized these girls fiercely, warning them to use foxes in the right place, the girls were silent when they heard it, and finally learned that it was Liu Feiyang's relatives, and was silent.

The two came to the second floor again, and under Wang Lin's instigation, An Tao gradually entered the state, took off the military coat, and inside was a sweater that he had bought before, Wang Lin also took off the flower cotton jacket, revealing the small clothes inside, in order to show his status, followed by two waiters who specially took the clothes.

An Tao put forward three requirements for their work.

First, safe production.

The second is the customer first.

The third is that the surname of this bar is Liu, and it must be closely united around Liu Feiyang.

Staircase.

The manager has already come down three times, and he has a very good style, forcing him to sneak into the two who have just come to the third floor like a thief.

There was a waiter next to him, frowning, and said indignantly, "It's really the king of Hades who is so coaxing, the little ghost is difficult, Mr. Liu is not like them, this forced pretending is not ordinary!"

When the manager saw that they were going to turn back, he quickly retracted his body, they had been here for an hour, and it seemed that they had no intention of leaving.

"They're called Fox Fake Tiger Might, right?" asked the waiter.

"Shut up!" The manager was also angry, and thought about it, "When people reach a certain stage, they have to have a certain amount of trouble, and Mr. Liu has come to this point, like diabetes, it is all a disease of wealth and nobility!"

"No one asks about the poor on the side of the road, but the rich have distant relatives in the mountains and forests..."The waiter nodded.

The manager was silent for a long time, and he could see that these two people were not good birds, but he couldn't say anything, thinking that the guests would come in immediately, and they shouldn't make any trouble, "Not accurate!"

"One person has attained the Tao and the chicken dog ascends to heaven?" the waiter added.

"Get to work!" the manager said and walked up the stairs.

In fact, he couldn't understand how Liu Feiyang could have such a relative, even if he was not related by blood, he was close to Zhu and black to ink, and they just wanted people to go up and give two slaps, he returned to the office and felt that Hong Canhui had been by Liu Feiyang's side for the longest time, and he could know some inside stories and see how he arranged it.

"Jingle bell..."

Hong Canhui was at the train station, standing next to Wang Zizhu, he had been staring at his watch, and Liu Feiyang's train was about to enter the station in about five minutes.

"Hey"

"Mr. Hong... Are you busy now?" The manager is only from the bar, and Hong Canhui is from all the properties under Liu Feiyang's name, and the location is much worse.

"At the station, Brother Yang will be there soon, it's better to make a long story short," Hong Canhui replied.

"Hey..."The manager first responded, and then said, "Two relatives of Mr. Liu came to the bar, who came in the afternoon, have been inspecting the work, and they haven't left yet, I think it will be open soon..."

"Relatives?" Hong Canhui was stunned, in his impression, Brother Yang didn't seem to have any relatives.

"It's called An Tao and Wang Lin, husband and wife, and they say it's Mrs. Liu's uncle and aunt."

The corners of Hong Canhui's mouth tightened when he heard these two names, he had heard of these two people when he was in the brick factory, they were indeed safe relatives, they belonged to the kind of people who never did personnel, they didn't pit Brother Yang, he wanted to say that he would take them away, but he felt that he was inappropriate, Brother Yang also told him a while ago: We have money, we have to be famous, and the feathers are clean...

It's not appropriate to blow them away at this point in time, and family affairs are the most difficult to do, so it's unnecessary to talk too much.

"In this way, you now find a place for them to have a meal, if they rest, find a hotel for them to rest, Brother Yang will be here soon, and I will tell him later..."

"Hey, okay," the manager said, and hung up when he heard that the phone had been hung up.

Hong Canhui's earpiece was not loud, but it could be heard by Wang Zizhu standing next to him, he didn't mean to listen to it, it just happened.

"Relatives have come to the door?" Wang Zizhu looked ahead and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Evil dog!" Hong Canhui's response was much sharper than that of the manager, he turned his head to look at Wang Zizhu, although he had a lot of communication with Wang Zizhu for such a long time, and he also went to his home to help Du Xiaoqian with acupuncture, but he always felt out of place, like a person from two worlds, separated by a membrane.

Wang Zizhu is like an independent immortal, he can always find a very clever angle to look at all problems, even if he is standing by his side now, he will feel far away.

"If you rush up first, you can't stay, and then you can't stay, and if you don't rush up, you can't stay," Wang Zizhu said slowly.

He always said something incomprehensible inexplicably, Hong Canhui is used to it, but not completely used to it. He still understood the meaning of this sentence, "You mean, just drive it away?"

Wang Zizhu shook his head slowly and stopped talking.

Hong Canhui smiled, "Brother Yang can't do that, he got up from a small person, and he knows how important it is for someone to pull me in times of crisis, so he is willing to drag me once, he is not willing to care about the past, although those two people are hateful, he should still be able to help..."

Wang Zizhu still didn't speak.

Hong Canhui thought for a while and asked, "Tell me, is there really a god on the noon mountain that day, just like it was staged on TV, where there is a Buddha light, which monk burns relics again, and those who can soar through the clouds..."

"You see it's TV, I learn reasoning, it's different," Wang Zizhu said succinctly.

"Yes, or no?" Hong Canhui was unwilling, since he met Liu Feiyang, he felt that fate was sometimes quite wonderful, and he couldn't tell who would become what one day, so Wang Zizhu often talked with a daze, and he always felt that there was a connotation in it.

"Feng presses the dragon, if Liu Feiyang can really succeed, he has to plant a big heel in a woman!" Wang Zizhu suddenly changed the topic, extremely firm.

Hong Canhui seems to have heard him say it before, and now he hears him again, his heart shakes, these women around Brother Yang, he thinks there is nothing wrong with it, if it is replaced by someone else, the society will say filthy adjectives, but here, I think it is quite suitable for anyone, and there is no criticism.

He whispered, "There is no one else now, you tell me, who is Feng? Sister Qing, sister-in-law, Xiao'e, Zhang Man?"

"If you don't learn well, you can't see through..."Wang Zizhu blocked the words.

Hong Canhui shrugged his shoulders and waited for another two minutes, the train finally entered the station and stopped, and the delegation still maintained its proper formation, and it was disbanded after leaving the train station, and it was impossible to continue the meeting at this point in time.

Liu Feiyang saw the two of them when he got out of the car, and only walked over after shaking hands with a few people around him to say goodbye, and asked directly, "Can you go to the grave at night?"

Hong Canhui took the bag.

"The trend of feng shui, mountains and rivers is different in different places, and the rules are also different, if there are no special customs in the local area, there is no clear no..."Wang Zizhu couldn't figure out why he asked this question.

"Okay, let's go, go back to the county first..."Liu Feiyang said, walked to the side of the roadside car, opened the door and sat in.

His whimsical questioning made Hong Canhui forget the news of Wang Lin and An Tao's arrival...

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