What will happen to Zheng Xiao in the end, Yan Murong didn't want to care about it at all, except for a little doubt about whether Zheng Wuming was still alive, this matter can be regarded as a temporary end.

On October 15th, the twelfth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, Yan Murong returned to Yanjing.

The TCM Conference was held on this weekend, the 14th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, followed by the Mid-Autumn Festival, which was also the second Mid-Autumn Festival after Yan Murong returned to Yanjing.

The weather in Yanjing in October has begun to turn cooler, and many people choose to add a coat outside in the morning and evening. When an autumn wind blows, a few yellow leaves will fall with the wind.

Yan Murong came back with Hua Cuo, and when he got off the plane, the weather in Yanjing was a little gloomy, and not long after the two of them got into the taxi, a light rain fell, and then it turned into a moderate rain the size of soybeans.

"An autumn rain and a cold, this ghost weather, it seems that this winter is very cold." The driver said with a sigh while turning on the windshield wipers. "Two brothers, where are you going?"

"Hong Kong." Yan Murong said with a smile. Yan Jing's brother Nengkan is famous all over the world, and Yan Murong does not refuse this kind of chat.

"Hong Kong, that's a good place." The driver said with a smile. "It's just that the people there have big tongues and like to speak English, so they can pretend to be too good."

"Why do you say that?" Yan Murong asked with some curiosity, Hong Kong people do speak Mandarin with a strong end sound, which is the case for Li Jianhua and Dong Wuyan.

"Hey, that's what happened." Seeing that Yan Murong was also willing to talk, the conversation box immediately opened. "Two days ago, I was also working at the airport, pulled a man from Hong Kong, it was quite hot at noon, wearing a suit, glasses, and a bag, and pushed myself to a businessman. When I got in the car, I asked him where he was going, what did he say? - Hey, Ya gave me a whole bunch of English, and at the end of the day, she asked me in Huaxia with a big tongue, did you understand? said that the Yanjing Olympics were also opened, and the brother should be able to speak English. ”

"When did we Yanjing men admit it, I just don't understand, we have to tell you to understand." As he spoke, the driver laughed, looked at Yan Murong and Hua Cuo from the rearview mirror and asked. "Brother, you two guess, guess where I dragged him."

"Fangshan?" Yan Murong asked.

"No, guess."

"Tongzhou?" Hua said wrongly.

"It's not right either—hey, you two are so uncreative." The driver said with a smile. "Dude, I kicked the accelerator and went straight to Babao Mountain."

"Poof-" Yan Murong didn't do much, and he couldn't help but laugh when he had a relatively low laugh, and the right brother gave a thumbs up, indicating that you are really awesome.

"It's nothing." 's brother also laughed. "When I got to the place, I reacted and asked me why I brought him here, and he said he was going to the princess's grave—I told him that there is a grave here, so you can make do with it."

"And then?" Hua asked in question.

"Later? Later, I let me complain. Brother said with a smile.

If you have to make a selection of the most cultured brother in the world, Yanjing's brother is definitely a well-deserved first, their brain is not called a brain, it is simply a small Baidu - know astronomy, know geography, ancient and modern Chinese and foreign gossip They can talk to you all the way, if you meet a woman, they will also be kind enough to explain to you the common sense of menstrual care.

After chatting with the driver for more than half an hour along the way, the two arrived at their destination.

Yan Murong didn't go home, but opened a room with Hua Cuo at the Hilton Hotel, and the old man of the Hua family will arrive tomorrow, so Yan Murong is not going to go home in the past two days, so he simply booked a room in the hotel, and it is not bad to chat with Hua Cuo.

"Yan Murong?" Yan Murong was at the front desk, and as soon as he reported his name to the front desk lady, a voice with surprise came from next to him.

"Huh?" Yan Murong turned his head strangely and saw a young man in a suit standing beside him. "Do we know each other?"

"Have you forgotten me? I'm Jiangshan, your classmate. Jiang Shan said with a smile. Junior high school classmates, don't remember? ”

Junior high school classmates?

Yan Murong was a little stunned, staring at Jiangshan for a long time before he remembered. "I remember, you're the squad leader?"

"Looks like you remember me." Jiang Shan laughed, his eyes swept over Yan Murong, and then at Hua Cuo's body, and asked. "Are you accompanying your boss on a business trip?"

Accompanying your boss on a business trip? How do you say that?

Yan Murong was stunned for a long time, looked at the clothes on his body, and immediately understood.

Yan Murong has no big problems with the problem of clothing matching, but the grade problem is a hard flaw, which belongs to the kind that has been taught repeatedly, but, in his opinion, clothes are just used to cover up ugliness, as long as they look good and comfortable, it doesn't matter what grade it is.

But Hua Wrong is different, Hua Wrong used to be a lot of romance, and the taste of clothes can throw Yan Murong a few streets. Yan Murong is wearing a set of Li Ning sportswear, and Hua is wearing a set of Armani casual clothes, no wonder Jiang Shan would say such a thing.

Yan Murong didn't care about these at first, but when he saw the disdain in Jiang Shan's eyes, he began to smile bitterly in his heart.

Quietly threw a look at Hua Cuo, looked at Jiang Shan and said. "Yes, I'm here to accompany our leader on a business trip, what about you? How did you run to the hotel? Dating a lover? ”

Yan Murong's mouth was poisonous enough, and he almost laughed out loud when he heard it.

"How can I have a lover." Jiang Shan laughed and said. "I've been working in Germany, no, a few days ago, my junior high school classmates informed me of the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, I didn't think that I hadn't come back for so many years, and I just came back to see my classmates - you see, this is not meeting you? Hehe, remember, you must go then, Mid-Autumn Festival, Wangye's Mansion, I please. ”

Yan Murong smiled, glanced at Hua Cuo, and saw a meaning in the other party's eyes - this girl pretended to be a turtle and ran to pretend to be here. It's a pity that this guy has been staying abroad and doesn't know anything about Yan Murong doing so much in Huaxia.

"Okay, then it's decided." As he spoke, Jiang Shan took the room card handed over by the front desk lady, looked at Hua and said. "You're his leader, aren't you? You see, we have a two-day class reunion, can I ask for a leave of absence for Yan Murong? ”

"Absolutely." Hua Cuo smiled very cooperatively, patted Yan Murong's shoulder, and said. "Xiaoyan, when the time comes, you can go to the class reunion and give you a holiday."

"Thank you, Mr. Hua." Yan Murong said with a grateful face.

"Hehe, I don't know that flowers always do that?" Jiang Shan looked at Hua Cuo and asked with a smile.

"Oh, my family is from Shanxi, and my family digs coal."

"Coal diggers?" As soon as he heard Hua Wrong's words, Jiangshan's desire to make friends was suddenly gone, and a nouveau riche who opened a coal mine was not worth his friendship. So, I made an excuse and left in a hurry.

"Boss, class reunion, there should be a good show." Hua Cuo looked at Yan Murong with a strange smile and said. "This guy doesn't know your bottom, it must be exciting then, how about it? Take me with you then, let's cooperate well and put on a show, right? ”

PS: I've been pulling my stomach all night, I'm damn it, the chrysanthemums are faintly painful.