Chapter 432: It's to vent!
Everyone at the scene had different expressions, and fell silent for a while. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Bai Lingshan's family of three was shocked, after all, they knew that Ning Yuan was not an ordinary person.
Even so, the content of the previous discourse was too!
Ou Rujiu's son studied on the treasure island, which is 108,000 miles away from Yunzhou City.
Just based on the little face of this guy, and what kind of celestial phenomena, can you judge that the child is in danger of falling?
Although they believed in Ning Yuan, they still felt incredible!
Because these three people have seen many physiognomy masters, but they are exaggerated to the extent that Ning Yuan is no one.
As for Wang Liusheng and the qin master, even if the former is a master of traditional Chinese medicine and knows a little about theology such as feng shui physiognomy, he still feels that Ning Yuan is pulling calves.
To be more precise, it's a complete fantasy!
On the other hand, Ou Rujiu lowered his head and his eyes wandered, not knowing what he was thinking.
Ning raised his eyelids to look at him, and whispered: "If I were you, I would definitely call my child immediately and let him go to the ground, so that he could break the robbery." ”
After speaking, he seemed to think of something, and Yun Danfeng added lightly: "Of course, this news is 100 million, please bring your bank card when you come to me next time." ”
Ou Rujiu was skeptical, after all, Ning Yuan had real talent and learning, so he might see something.
But hearing the last sentence instantly overturns the conjecture!
A message of 100 million?
Do you think it's the news of the private placement of financial giants!
He's kind of clear, this guy is pure tricksters!
There was frost underneath: "I never take the little doll's nonsense to heart!
"Really?" Ning Yuan shrugged noncommittally, "What if I give you an exact time?"
He quickly calculated in his heart, and in less than half a minute, he said firmly: "It's tonight!"
After finishing speaking, he strode away without looking back.
As a feng shui master, Ou Rujiu naturally knows the time represented by the twelve hours well.
At the end of the night, from seven to nine o'clock in the night.
He lifted his left wrist and glanced at his watch, and it was six fifty.
Under the leadership of Bai Lingshan, he walked into the small courtyard of the private club with a restless heart.
Originally, he completely denied the content of Ning Yuan's words, but this guy finally even figured out the specific time, which made Ou Rujiu suspicious.
Perhaps, the son is really in danger!
Ning Yuan sat in the driving seat of the black Rolls-Royce, inserted the key, and slowly started to leave.
A government white license plate Audi A8 followed, with Wang Liusheng and the luthier sitting inside.
This will be the rush hour, the main road is brightly lit, all kinds of cars and off-road vehicles line up, and the old drivers are impatient to honk their horns one after another.
Occasionally, someone pokes their head out of the car window and roars: "What about giving birth in front?
Road congestion during rush hour is something that almost every city has.
Although Yunzhou is not as serious as the East China Sea, Kyoto and other international cities should not be underestimated.
Ning Yuan's face was helpless, and his ten fingertips rhythmized back and forth from left to right on the steering wheel, waiting patiently.
It took almost five minutes, and I only walked more than 20 meters.
Basically, if you take a step, you have to stop, and if you have a temper, you will already scold.
Suddenly, the bright red Cadillac on the left lowered the window, and the driver turned his head to look at Ning Yuan.
The latter's windows never closed, and he likes the feeling of the breeze when driving slowly.
Because I received too much attention, I was used to it or was immune, and I didn't pay attention to it at all.
However, a familiar and surprising voice sounded: "Xiao Ning, it's really you!
Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows, turned his head in surprise, and immediately cried and laughed when he saw the other party's appearance: "Teacher Yun, why are you?"
Amazingly, this female driver is Yun Gongyu, Cheng Yang's head teacher, and the two have just eaten together at the Rawls revolving restaurant.
Yun Gongyu pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter? I don't want to see me? Then I'll close the car window!"
After speaking, the gesture starts the button.
Ning Yuan smiled: "The ancients, the car can't be closed in spring, the girlish breath is overflowing, and it's useless for you to close the car window." ”
The corners of Yun Gongyu's mouth twitched, as a literary young woman, she couldn't stand this kind of limerick the most.
What's more, it's better to tease yourself!
What a car full of spring, it's like a car 'shaking!hate!
She stretched out the middle finger of her right hand and poked forward: "Don't talk about these messy things, it sounds uncomfortable!"
My girlish aura has affected you, too? So you have to plug your nose so that you can't feel my presence at all?"
Ning Yuan shook his head: "To be precise, you have to be blindfolded." ”
Laugh at!
Yun Gongyu's face changed, and he felt that his heart had been stabbed!
Oh my God! I used to say that to boys, why did it do the other way around?
Could it be that there are too many rejecting suitors, and retribution is coming?
A gust of wind blew, and her hair was full of green silk dancing, and her face was messy and dazed.
After a while, Yun Gongyu came to his senses, and he slammed the horn in his heart with annoyance!
Boom!
The sound was like a gunpowder explosion, startling the sleepy middle-aged man in the passenger seat of a black Mercedes next to him.
He came to his senses with a thrill, turned his head and scolded: "honking all day long, are you annoyed?"
Yun Gongyu shrank his neck and said timidly: "I'm sorry to disturb you." ”
When the middle-aged man saw that it was a superb beauty, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "It's understandable, everyone has anger after blocking it for so long, and venting it is just." ”
After speaking, he poked his head out of the window and roared at the front: "When will the blockage next door to Mahler be the end? A broken road will be repaired all day long! Lao Tzu will be angry when he sees it!"
Then he smiled and leaned on the car window: "I didn't scare you, right? You can also honk your horn to vent, people, you can't put too much pressure on yourself." ”
Speaking of this, Feng turned bold and said: "Beauty is fate when they meet, let's add a WeChat account so fate, by the way, we will have dinner together at night, I will have a treat!"
Yun Gongyu turned his head to look at Ning Yuan as if asking for help, with a hint of fright and grievance on his face, and even more pitiful.
The latter rolled his eyes and said loudly: "The one who drove the Mercedes-Benz, didn't you see someone's boyfriend next to him?"
Then he pretended to be affectionate and said softly: "Yunyun, let's go to the Roseville Hotel tonight, I heard that the love suite in it is particularly interesting." ”
The middle-aged man stretched his neck to look at the Rolls-Royce front logo, and immediately coaxed.
Hurriedly closed the window and kept silent, but muttered: "So young and beautiful, and driving a Cadillac million-level car, he must have been fostered." ”
After Ning Yuan finished yelling, he put his left hand on the car window, and supported his head with a lack of interest.
Yungong Yuqiao's face turned crimson and whispered: "Thank you~"
As for the love hotel toys in the former's mouth, you don't have to guess to know that they are some shameful things.
When I think of certain items, the rosy is a little more ruddy.
The traffic suddenly moved, and the two were no longer distracted, and each controlled the car forward, and parted ways in the turn.
Yun Gongyu shook his head and sighed, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face.
When feelings become a parallel road, just like the horse's head and horse's tail of the horse's head and tail, the distance seems to be within reach, but there will never be an intersection. (To be continued.) )