"Brother, who was that person just now? Why does it look so familiar? In the car, Guo Yaan pressed Yan Murong and asked.

"It's the shareholder of that club, Li Jianhua." Yan Murong said with a smile.

"Li Jianhua?" Guo Ya'an was stunned for a moment, and then let out an exclamation. "Ah, is he the richest man in China, Li Jianhua?"

"Who else but him." Yan Murong nodded, took out the membership card that Li Jianhua gave him from his pocket, and said. "That guy is very stingy, so he gave me such a broken card."

Heaven and earth can be learned, if Li Jianhua knew that Yan Murong said this behind his back, he had to take off his suit and fight him shirtless for 300 rounds.

"Yikes!" Guo Ya'an let out another earth-shattering shout, this voice startled the people in the car, and even Guo Zijun, who was driving, shook his hand on the steering wheel, and the car almost rushed onto the road.

"Ya'an, what's your name, scare me." Yan Tong patted his chest and asked strangely.

"Card - membership card." Guo Ya'an snatched the membership card from Yan Murong's hand, and couldn't speak excitedly.

"Don't you have that too, as for screaming so loudly?" Yan Tong said angrily.

"It's different." Taking two deep breaths and suppressing the excitement in her heart, Guo Ya'an took out her membership card from her bag, and then put it together with Yan Murong's card and said. "You see, my card is white, this is the most ordinary membership card, and then up, it is a silver membership card, and then gold, it is said that there are no more than two hundred people in China who have a golden membership card."

"Neither is this card?" Yan Tong took Yan Murong's card, looked at it, and said. "It's pretty good."

"Take it, don't touch it if you don't understand, you can't afford to pay if you touch it." Guo Ya'an snatched back the membership card from Yan Tong's hand, but Yan Tong was a little crying and laughing.

It's just a card, and if you go to a copy shop and spend thirty dollars, someone can get you a box.

"Miss Guo, tell me what's wrong with this card." Guo Zijun, who was driving, was also anxious, and looked at Guo Ya'an from the rearview mirror and asked.

"Hey, tell you." Guo Ya'an smiled proudly. "This card is the legendary black card, which is even rarer than the gold card - it is said that there are no more than double digits of people in all of China who own this card."

After speaking, he looked back at Yan Murong and asked with envy. "Brother, what is your relationship with Li Jianhua, why did he give you this card?"

"Friendship." Yan Murong said with a smile. In fact, he doesn't know what the relationship between him and Li Jianhua should be determined. The two have known each other for a short time, they say that they are friends, and they have the relationship of Duan Zixuan, but they also said that they are partners in the past, and so far the two have no cooperative relationship - if they have to say that there is a relationship, maybe it is a relationship of interests.

"It seems that your relationship is really good." Guo Ya'an said enviously. "It would be nice if I had a black card."

"Then this one is for you." Yan Murong said. "Anyway, I'm going to go to Hong Kong in a while, and I don't need this thing, so you can take it."

"Don't." Guo Ya'an shook his head again and again, quickly returned the black card to Yan Murong, and said. "It's better for you to keep it for yourself, I'm not blessed to enjoy it - I don't have that much aura, this card is on me, I'm afraid I can't control it."

Guo Ya'an is telling the truth. In terms of family background, the Guo family is now in decline, and even the Su family can't compare, and this card symbolizes identity, it's good to put it on Yan Murong, if it is put on her, it will attract jealousy, and it will also have a bad impact on her and the Guo family.

"That's whatever." Yan Murong said indifferently.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and people had almost fallen asleep after a busy day, and there were far fewer cars on the road.

Originally, Guo Zijun's driving speed was not slow, and as everyone was talking, they felt that the car suddenly slowed down.

Guo Zijun didn't want to slow down, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of the car, so he had to step on the brakes.

"Didi-" Guo Zijun honked the horn twice, but the figure not far in front of the car was unconscious, not only did not get out of the way, but stopped, turned around, and looked at the car of Yan Murong and others.

Looking through the windshield, I saw an old man standing more than ten meters in front of the car. The old man's hair has turned gray, and he is wearing an old cadre military uniform with four pockets in the seventies, the green military uniform looks like he has been worn for a long time, and the washing is slightly white, and what is even more surprising is that the old man still wears a pair of eyes in front of him - even if he wears glasses, but the problem is that he is not wearing reading glasses, but sunglasses.

"Uncle, you get out of the way." Guo Zijun poked his head out of the car window and shouted at the old man.

Obviously, this old man is a blind man, but what makes everyone wonder is that such a blind old man doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and runs to the viaduct to do something? What's even more outrageous is that since you are blind, at least you have to bring a cane when you go out. You don't have to bring crutches, you can't go to the middle of the road.

Hearing Guo Zijun's shout, the old man was still unmoved, still standing in the middle of the road, looking at Yan Murong and the others' cars.

"This uncle shouldn't have good ears, right?" Guo Yaan said. "Why don't you go down and help him to the side."

", I shouted so loudly, how could I not hear it." Guo Zijun pouted and said. "I've heard of the deaf and dumb, but I've never heard of the deaf and blind. Forget it, I'd better go down and have a look. ”

After speaking, Guo Zijun stopped the car, pushed the door and walked out. "Uncle, aren't you lost? Would you like to call the police for you? ”

The old man didn't speak, but his eyes with sunglasses looked Guo Zijun up and down before he slowly spoke. "It's not you, it's not you."

"What is not me?" Guo Zijun was stunned for a moment and said. "Uncle, if you don't go to the side and let you go first, it's very dangerous for you to walk."

"Zijun, come back." As he was talking, Yan Murong had already stepped out of the car and shouted at Guo Zijun. "He's coming for me."

"Looking for you?" Guo Zijun looked at the old man strangely as he walked back, and asked. "Brother, what's going on?"

"It's okay, you get in the car and drive them first." Yan Murong smiled and instructed Guo Zijun to lead people to go first, before he walked in front of the old man, and also looked at this strange old man without saying a word.

"Who are you, old man?" After looking at it, Yan Murong said. "Although I respect the old and love the young, if you want to find fault, I don't mind beating you."

The old man didn't seem to hear Yan Murong's words, he glanced at Yan Murong up and down, sniffed his nose again, and suddenly grinned, revealing a row of big yellow teeth, and laughed happily.

"Haha, it's you, it's you, it's you."