Chapter 248: The Beauty's Request

It turned out that this woman was the woman sitting next to Song Jian on the plane.

The woman nodded slightly towards Song Jian and said, "My name is Yang Cailan." โ€

Song Jian said: "My name is Song Jian, I am the manager of Siyuan Group, and I want to talk to you about the cooperation of Mr. Liu Honggui's laboratory. โ€

Yang Cailan thought for a moment, then looked at Song Jian slightly, and said, "I need you to do me a favor, if it succeeds, the laboratory will be given to you." โ€

Jiang Yan listened and said secretly, the laboratory is an asset worth nearly 100 million, how can this woman give it to Song Jian casually, huh? She can't always have a crush on Song Jian, right?

Song Jian immediately replied, "I promise you." โ€

Yang Cailan nodded, then smiled apologetically at Jiang Yan, and then said, "Trouble Gao Jun and this girl, go back first, I'll go out with Song Jian in a while." โ€

Jiang Yan followed Gao Jun out of the door with a suspicious face, thinking about what this woman was going to do to Song Jian, and Gao Jun casually closed the door.

Song Jian walked slowly to the huge Koran, and just wanted to stretch out his hand, but Yang Cailan said coldly: "Don't touch it." โ€

Song Jian stopped his hand, and he was not angry, and said, "Are you a Hui clan?" โ€

Yang Cailan walked barefoot towards the back room and said, "I'm an Islamist." โ€

Song Jian smiled: "Isn't that all the same?" The Hui are all Muslims. โ€

Yang Cailan snorted and said, "The Hui are your Han people's contemptuous name for our white spoon. โ€

Song Jian smiled helplessly, walked to the windowsill, and looked at the crowded southern Hebei City.

Soon, Yang Cailan walked out of the room, she had changed into a gray professional dress of jฤซng refining, a slender calf was exposed under the knee-length skirt, and a women's vest suit that had just fitted was worn on the waist of Ying Yingyi, and a pair of round peaks were wrapped under the small suit.

The fair skin is matched with the gray professional attire, and there are three parts of charm in the thousand exercises.

Song Jian's eyes couldn't help but light up, and asked, "What do you want to do here?" โ€

Yang Cailan glanced at Song Jian and said, "Let's go, you promised to do me a favor." โ€

Song Jian nodded and said, "I just don't know the specific content yet." โ€

Yang Cailan stepped on a pair of black onyx-like high heels and said, "It's just to accompany me to have a meal and talk about a business." โ€

After speaking, Yang Cailan walked towards the door.

Song Jian had no choice but to follow.

The two got on the elevator together, went downstairs, and then walked out of the Qilu Building.

Yang Cailan's car was a red Porsche sports car, Song Jian got into the car, and Yang Cailan stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the suburbs of southern Hebei City.

"Where are we going?" Song Jian felt that the car was a little depressed, so he couldn't help but move his body and asked.

"Fragrant Hills Hall." Yang Cailan looked ahead with her eyes and replied briefly.

Song Jian hadn't heard of it, so he didn't ask any more questions, he glanced at the rearview mirror of the car, frowned unconsciously, and said, "Youjin is following us." It's a black Sรจ Land Rover, damn it, it's still a modified U.S. Army Land Rover. This tracking is too obvious! โ€

Yang Cailan said calmly: "That's my bodyguard." Also, please refrain from swearing. โ€

Song Jian let out an "oh" and said, "Your bodyguard is really rich." โ€

Yang Cailan ignored Song Jian, and the red Porsche sports car turned like a gust of wind and ran towards an undulating suburb.

The name of the Xiangshan Guild Hall is not very big for the general entrance, but the people who have been in Qilu Province for a long time know that this is not a simple guild hall. This is not a place where you can enter by paying money.

Soon, Porsche stopped at a nondescript mountain villa, which from the outside was just an ordinary farmer at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain in southern Hebei City.

The modified Land Rover after Porsche also stopped, and soon got out of the car with two inlets, two of which were unusually strong, and they were black in.

Song Jian glanced at these two and said to Yang Cailan: "Are you a bodyguard or a foreign product?" โ€

Yang Cailan glared at Song Jian and said, "They are from the United States, and they are military recruits who retired from the Black Shadow Marine Corps. In addition, they can understand Chinese. โ€

Song Jian looked at the muscles on the chests of the two bodyguards again, and felt a little funny, but these two wrapped around their waists should be some relatively sharp hot weapons.

Yang Cailan looked at the manor in front of her and said, "This is it." From now on, you're my boyfriend. โ€

Song Jian: "O? After a while, he smiled bitterly: "This is the help you are talking about?" โ€

Yang Cailan nodded, then reached out and wrapped her arm around Song Jian's arm, and said, "Let's go in." โ€

This Yang Cailan's movements were very careful, and Song Jian almost didn't touch it at all.

Two people walked into the farmer's house, followed by two black bodyguards.

Walking into the gate of this manor, Song Jian found the difference, only to see that in addition to the rows of maple trees in the manor, there are also rockeries transported from Taihu Lake to pile up, and there are also sparkling, clear water lakes, and the lake is also extremely valuable two-tailed red goldfish.

As soon as Song Jian entered the manor, a girl in a maid's costume hurriedly ran out and said to Yang Cailan: "Mr. Yang, our Mr. Ling has been waiting for a long time. โ€

Yang Cailan nodded, her body quietly moved closer to Song Jian, and the two walked side by side to a wing room in the manor.

Song Jian vaguely understood Yang Cailan's intentions, he smiled helplessly, and had to accompany Yang Cailan to perform this play.

From the outside, the wing room is just an ordinary room, with a bluestone paved path, a door made of wood, and a roof made of stone tiles.

However, when he got closer, Song Jian realized how expensive the cost of this house was, and the wood was not ordinary sycamore wood, but stone fragrant wood. The price of stone incense wood is very high, hard as stone, but it can exud fragrance and get rid of mosquitoes.

In the middle, on the gate made of agarwood, carved with a picture of flowers and birds, although these pictures are simple, but a few strokes are the charm of flowers and birds in it, the outline is clear, and you can know that it comes from the master's handwriting at a glance.

Although the rubble on top of the house appears to be made of stone tiles on the surface, on closer inspection, these rubbles are exactly the same as those used in the Forbidden City, whether it is the size of the body, the shape and texture, and even the gold threads around the tiles.

Pushing open the door of the wing, the decoration style in the room is completely different from the outside of the room, the outside of the room is low-key luxury, and the decoration in the room can be described as jewelry.

It was a large room, large enough to accommodate thousands of people, and at the center of the room hung a crystal chandelier, which was circular in shape and had a circumference of twenty meters, which could be regarded as a behemoth.

Hanging cups, dioramas, large fireplaces, and next to these Western ornaments, there are also antique vases, carved wooden tables, four treasures of the study and other Chinese items.

It can be seen that the main entrance to this room is either very high in Yaxing, and the Chinese and Western scholars are crowned, or they are an explosive household, copying all the styles into it, and they don't know how to distinguish them. Obviously, the main entrance of this room belonged to the former, because Song Jian had already seen this entrance, a very elegant middle-aged entrance.

The middle-aged man walked in from a side door of the room, he was wearing a gray and yellow Panlong Tang robe, and on his feet were gray sรจ mille-feuille boots, his hair was slightly long, neatly draped behind his head, although the whole entrance looked elegant and retro, but the domineering in it was undoubtedly revealed.

And behind the middle-aged Jin, there is also a rickety old man, although the old man is very short and dressed very low-key, but Song Jian suddenly felt that this is a master, a real master!

Immediately, Song Jian's brows shrank suddenly, and his gaze swept over the chests of Lao Jin and the elegant middle-aged people, and on their white spoon chests was a round ruler, in which a knife and a sword were crossed, forming a pattern similar to a pentagram, this pattern, of course Song Jian recognized, was the new icon of Hongmen.

Hongmen has been inherited for a long time, formerly known as the White Lotus Sect and the Underland Society, and now, Hongmen can use the invisible elephant and the sound of the voice to illustrate the size of its organization, and the logo of Hongmen has also been changed to a symbol like a sword and a compass, which means that within the rules, it does not mind using sword force to solve incidents.

Song Jian's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect that he would meet this big enemy here, but it was not clear what the relationship between Yang Cailan and this Hongmen branch was.

The middle-aged man saw Yang Cailan and Song Jian holding their arms, but smiled slightly, then bowed slightly, and said to Yang Cailan: "Dear Miss Yang, I have been waiting for a long time, please come with me." โ€

Yang Cailan just let out a faint "um", then hugged Song Jian's arm and followed behind the middle-aged man.

Song Jian had a feeling of being ignored, but the middle-aged veteran did not ignore Song Jian's existence, and the old man's eyes just swept over the bodies of the two black bodyguards, and then fixed on Song Jian.

This old man glanced at Song Jian twice, and then shook his head, he didn't believe that Song Jian could reach the realm of internal qi at a young age.

"It seems that I am really old, how can I always make mistakes." Lao Jin thought about it self-deprecating in his heart, then shrunk his sleeves, followed behind Zhong Jin, and walked towards a small room on the right side of the hall.

Song Jian walked like an ordinary person, he felt that this old man was also a middle-level martial artist in the inner qi realm, and in terms of strength, he was even lower than himself, so Song Jian was not worried about Lao Jin seeing his true strength at all.

The small room on the right is only about 20 square meters, except for a table and two rows of sofas, there are some computer lights.

The middle-aged man stood still in a row of sofas, then turned around and said to Yang Cailan: "Dear Miss Yang, sit!" โ€

This time Yang Cailan did not sit, but stood in place, pulled Song Jian's arm, and said, "Mr. Ling, let me introduce you, this is my boyfriend, Song Yun!" โ€

Song Jian couldn't help but glance at Yang Cailan, and said in his heart: You really know how to name me.

The middle-aged man finally glanced at Song Jian and said, "Mr. Song Yun, haha, it's an honor to be able to meet Miss Yang's little boyfriend, Mr. Song Yun, how old are you this year?" What does it do? โ€

The middle-aged sentence has a bit of a provocative taste, and the meaning is very obvious, this Yang Cailan is in her thirties, and she is the president of Hongyan International, and Song Yun is just a hairy young man, and he looks like a small successful recruit, how can he be Yang Cailan's boyfriend.

Song Jian smiled slightly, stood straight in place, and said: "Dear Mr. Ling, I am twenty-nine years old this year, but I look younger, and not only do I look young on the outside, but in fact, all my physical functions are very young, such as vitality, such as male strength. Oh, Mr. Ling, you must know, and you must have had my time, right, haha. โ€