"Zheng Yan's housekeeper?" Yan Murong was also extremely surprised when he heard the news.

"Surprised, huh?" Ning Kun said with a smile. "Don't you, I was quite surprised when I heard the news - at that time, we were still spinning in the old lady's legs, these things, if you don't check carefully, I really don't know."

"It's getting more and more interesting." Yan Murong stuffed the fritters into his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Ming Junli and Zheng Wuming got close, Ming Zhebao is Ming Junli's father, and Ming Zhebao used to be the housekeeper of the Zheng family - what role did the Ming family play in the original incident? Could it be that Old Man Zheng had expected such a day and had already arranged things thirty years later?

Damn, then this old man is not an old fox, but an old god.

As for whether Zheng Yan is an old fox or an old god stick, Yan Murong doesn't think about these things for the time being, anyway, he can't figure it out for a while. What made him wonder was, why did the Ming family and the Guo family marry?

"What are you pondering?" Seeing Yan Murong sitting there looking at the soy milk in a daze, Ning Kun asked strangely.

"Didn't think about anything." Yan Murong came back to his senses, shook his head, and suddenly asked. "Do you know where Ming Junli often goes?"

"West Lake Clubhouse." Obviously, Ning Kun had already checked Mingjun Richard, and as soon as Yan Murong asked, he gave a direct answer. "This kid has a little money, and he is also generous, and he is still a senior member of the West Lake Club, and I heard that the group of women in it are very familiar with him."

"West Lake Club?" Yan Murong thought for a moment and asked. "Why haven't you heard of it? When did Yanjing have such a club? ”

"Not in Yanjing, in Suzhou and Hangzhou." Ning Kun said with a smile. "There are three major halls in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the West Lake Club is one of them."

"Where's Yuhuatai?" Yan Murong asked.

"Yuhuatai counts as one." Ning Kun said. "The three halls in Suzhou and Hangzhou, Han Xiang's Yuhuatai is counted as one, the West Lake club is counted as one, and the other is the Band of Brothers."

"Strange name."

"The boss was a soldier before, and it is said that he also participated in the Vietnam War, but then he was injured and came back." Ning Kun explained.

"Haven't you been busy lately?" Yan Murong asked suddenly.

"I'm not busy, there's basically no problem on the side of the Chinese Medical Union, I'm looking for someone to keep an eye on it." Ning Kun looked confused. "What's your arrangement?"

"Since you're not busy, why don't you go out and have fun?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "I've been busy all year round, and I almost died of exhaustion yesterday, so it's better to go out for leisure and entertainment."

"Okay, listen to you." Ning Kun also smiled. "Looks like someone is going to be unlucky again." ――

In the evening, four black off-road vehicles with Yanjing brands drove into Suzhou and Hangzhou, and as soon as they appeared on the street, they attracted people's attention.

There's no way, you can't pay attention to it, the main four black Land Rovers are too eye-catching.

There are also many Land Rovers in Suzhou and Hangzhou, but it is too rare for four to appear at one time. Look at the sign again, and it's clear. Yanjing's brand, it seems that another group of gentlemen from Yanjing have come to Suzhou and Hangzhou to eat, drink and have fun and harm the beauties.

That's right, this is a group of sons and brothers from Yanjing, it is Yan Murong and Ning Kun, the two big gentlemen, with a group of small gentlemen.

Led by the navigator, the four Land Rovers soon arrived at the West Lake Clubhouse.

West Lake Club, as the name suggests, this club is open on the edge of West Lake.

This clubhouse is not as quaint as Yuhuatai or as luxurious and exquisite as the Beijing Club, but the modern facilities and the beautiful view of the West Lake are also a little interesting.

As soon as the four cars drove into the West Lake Club, there were waiters trotting up to meet them, and the four car boys also ran up quickly, bowed and said hello at the moment the car stopped, and then took the key from the driver's hand and drove the car to the parking lot.

Four cars, eight people, and a group drove the Land Rover, which made the waiter at the door have to deal with it carefully, not to mention, the four Land Rovers still have the Yanjing brand.

What is Yanjing? That is the root of the imperial city, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

There is an old saying, when you arrive in Yanjing, don't say that you are a big official, because in this place, no matter how big an official is, he has to be coiled, and maybe an old man playing chess in the park is a minister who retires.

It seems that these young people who came in a Land Rover must be young masters from those big families in Yanjing, the waiter thought to himself.

Warmly welcomed the group into the front desk of the hall, and the waiter took out the walkie-talkie and notified the lobby manager.

Although the West Lake Club requires a membership card, in this case, he can't go up and ask rashly, so he can only hand it over to the manager to deal with.

Soon, a mature woman wearing a black professional suit, tall legs, and a charming appearance walked over in high heels.

"A few distinguished guests, welcome to the West Lake Club." The woman bowed slightly and said with a smile. "I'm Chen Yue, the lobby manager of the West Lake Club."

"What services do you need, sir?" The woman looked at Yan Murong and asked.

If you can be a manager here, even if you are just a lobby manager, your eyesight is very good.

In Huaxia, the standing position is extremely exquisite, and it can generally stand in the middle position, except for the official university, which is in a special position. And she clearly saw that Yan Murong was walking in the middle of the person who came in, and the others were standing on both sides of him like stars holding the moon, so she naturally stepped forward to ask Yan Murong.

"What services do you have here? Can you serve in person? Yan Murong asked with a smile, his eyes kept sweeping over the woman, and it was completely a standard image of a gentleman.

"It depends on what service you want, but I can't, I still have to go to work, I want to serve you, but I'm afraid that these people under me will mess up." The woman coped calmly, and she was not angry at Yan Murong's words. Obviously, she has experienced this kind of thing a lot, and knows that the guests are just talking about it. If you really dare to do anything to her, the security guards in the club are not vegetarians.

"What service can we ask for?" Yan Murong laughed. "We are all laymen, just take a shower and sing a song."

"Okay, please come with me." The woman smiled, made a gesture of please, and turned to lead the way.

"Don't you need a membership card?" Yan Murong asked. "We don't have a membership card."

"Of course you don't." The woman explained with a smile. "The membership card is mainly for those who have no money and want to come in and make trouble, and a few people are not short of money at a glance, so they naturally don't use it."

"Looks like money is a good thing." Yan Murong said with a sigh, and suddenly the conversation changed. "I don't know how much money I have to pay for you to stay with me?"

PS: I can only make up for two shifts today, and I will make up for the four shifts tomorrow, sorry.