Under her anxious interrogation, Lu Feng hesitated for a while before saying, "Madam, don't ask." The president said that the one surnamed Ding is a professional god, and he said all the big words, not a word of truth, for fear that you will be deceived. But you didn't listen to anyone, that's why I was asked to take him away. But don't worry, the president will definitely send someone to take good care of Mr. Ding. ”

"Brother Lu, where is Mr. Ding, I really have something to see him." Tang Chafin did not give up. Ye Tingying's reason for sending someone to pick up Ding Tianci sounded so kind and reasonable, but the approach was too absurd.

Not long ago, she only mentioned in front of Ye Tingying that she asked an investigation company to investigate the whereabouts of a fortune teller surnamed Ding, but she didn't expect to be taken first, and she didn't even see Mr. Ding's face.

How did Ye Tingying know that Ding Tianci was a professional god. Although she knew that Mr. Ding had degraded his brain in his 40s, and she was also suspicious of what he said, grandma was not the kind of ignorant superstitious woman, and there must be a reason why grandma believed in Mr. Ding's prophecy so much. She didn't find out, and she was always nervous.

"Madame, don't be embarrassed for me. Without the permission of the president, I really dare not let you meet. What's more, after I handed over Mr. Ding to Brother Gu, I don't know where he arranged Mr. Ding to live. Why don't you go and ask Big Brother Gu? There's a lot going on at the casino, so I can't really talk to you too much. Lu Feng explained meaningfully.

Tang Zhuque was helpless, so he could only hang up the phone first. Since she met Ye Tingying, she has always felt that Ye Tingying's side is the most sensible for Lu Feng. That's why I asked again and again. But right now, Lu Feng doesn't want to say it, or maybe he doesn't dare to say it, so if he asks Gu Dongran himself, I'm afraid it's even more futile, because Gu Dongran is the most loyal to Ye Tingying.

She thought about it for a while, but decided to call Ye Tingying and ask directly.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is on a call, please dial again later-" Soon. A very familiar machine qì prompt sound came.

A few minutes later. She continued to call back, still responding to the familiar busy signal. For the next time, Tang Zhuqi walked in the bedroom, turning in circles irritably. Every 10 minutes. She dialed back. I called it nearly ten times. The other party's number is still busy.

At about 11 o'clock in the evening, I still heard the extremely familiar prompt language of the other party's busy voice, and Tang Zhuque cursed. Angrily threw the phone under the covers.

She washed up and walked out of the bathroom, her anger already subsided. After thinking about it for a while, she still picked up her mobile phone and sent a text message to Ye Tingying's mobile phone number: Ye Tingying, I must see Mr. Ding. If you don't allow it, then I'll tell your grandfather about something, and he will be interested.

It's been more than an hour, and his number still shows a busy tone, and he's on the phone, how rare it is. Usually, if Ye Tingying has anything to do, most of them will follow Gu Dongran, who is by his side, and he really doesn't need to talk to people on the phone for so long. Perhaps, I was afraid that she would call Mr. Ding to ask about him, so she might have blocked her number.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his actions were hateful, and in desperation, Tang Zhuque also had the idea of threatening. As soon as she lay down under the covers, her phone rang: new information arrived. The content of the text message is: I still want to sue my grandfather, you are so small-minded and brainless, you are hopelessly willful. If you want to see Ding Tianci, come to Ye Sheng's gambling cave at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, Tang Zhuque calmed down, turned off the lights, and quickly fell asleep.

****

At seven o'clock in the morning the next day, Tang Zhuque hurriedly finished breakfast, explained to Sister Tao, and got in the car and rushed to Ye Sheng's gambling cave.

Lu Lei's words are true, Ye Tingying's previous entertainment gambling game really lured more gamblers to come.

The streets on both sides outside the casino have long been filled with colorful sports cars of different brands. Ye Sheng Gambling Cave actually provides two huge underground parking lots, but it is estimated that they are all full, and there is no extra space, so those gamblers will park their cars on the street. And now, it's only eight o'clock in the morning, early in the morning, there are so many gamblers, what is this entertainment gambling game, the attraction is so great-

With full of questions and curiosity, Tang Zhuque had to park the car on the side of the street that was still a long distance away from the gate of Ye Sheng's gambling cave, she carried her handbag, bypassed the cars lined up in a street, and walked forward at a faster pace. She wasn't used to parking her car on the side of the street, but she couldn't help it.

In the entrance passage outside Ye Sheng's gambling cave, there are three more security guards. When five tall and serious security guards in suits and leather shoes saw her, they bowed down together, and after greeting respectfully, one of the security guards took the pager, talked to Lu Feng to report, and asked him to come down and take Tang Zhuque upstairs.

The spacious gambling hall on the first floor has been crowded with people. Countless men and women bustled around those gaming tables, not caring whether they were strange or not, all side by side. From time to time, the crowd of gamblers cheered in unison, coupled with the sighs and discussions one after another, it was really noisy, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke.

Lu Feng led her along a staff passage and walked up to the second floor.

At the corner of the second floor, at the spiral staircase on the third floor, several middle-aged men with bright clothes and depressed faces were walking downstairs side by side, they glanced at Lu Feng and the young woman behind them, and in the next second, they dodged in unison, making way of enough space for three people to pass Guò side by side.

The bald man who walked in front lowered his head and smiled, "Mr. Lu, it's early!" A few buddies have a good time, go and beat the back and come over. ”

They had respectful smiles on their faces, but the exhaust breath exhaled from their mouths had some unpleasant smells, and the bloodshot in their eyes were obviously caused by lack of energy and staying up late.

"Boss Ma, big bosses, morning! When everyone has fun, our president is happy. Something, Lu Feng is out of company first! Lu Feng nodded slightly, and a clear and soft male voice floated.

Lu Feng's voice should be the best mellow baritone that Tang Zhuque has ever heard, plus he speaks in a calm tone, articulating words clearly, and is not hurried, which is equivalent to the speed of a standard announcer, listening to him, there is no sense of oppression at all.

With a gentle baritone, a simple flat head, a thin and slender figure, a pair of golden eyes, plus a Sven temperament that exudes everywhere all over the body, and a soft gaze in both eyes, a man like Lu Feng can easily give people the impression of an approachable, gentle and elegant humble gentleman.

Although she still doesn't know what Lu Feng is capable of, Tang Zhuque knows that Lu Feng is not simple. Because, except for Ye Tingying and Gu Dongran, most of the people will be very modest when they see Lu Feng, including Chen Fan, who has a hippie smile all day long, and when he sees Lu Feng, he doesn't seem to be able to joke.

The bald man who greeted Lu Feng with a smile just now, surnamed Ma Mingzhen, is also one of the most famous and stinky billionaires in Haisha City. Ma Zhen has three or four factories in China, and his net worth is at least more than 5 billion.

When Tang Zhuque saw Ma Zhen, he immediately thought of his wife Zhu and Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan, a spicy and capable strong woman in Haisha City, often attends the wine bureau and recruits many businessmen. Solicit business.

Zhu Yan is also a straight-hearted, straightforward and mean speaker. I heard that she didn't mind her husband at all, that is, Ma Zhen was out with other women Hu. Mix. Husband Hu. The more she mixed up, the happier she became, and even said: heavy. Men who are lustful don't live long. Women's mentality should be better, hold money tightly, are you afraid that there will be no men? If you have money, you have to make a little white face, and you have to choose-

These gossips and anecdotes are what Tang Zhuque usually hears from his mother's mouth.

"Brother Lu, recently, business here in your casino has been booming a lot." When Ma Zhen and the middle-aged men walked away, Tang Zhuque saw that there was no one around, so he said in a deep voice.

"Well, indeed, recently, the business of many of our Ye Sheng gambling caves has been booming a lot. Madam, did you come here today to talk to the president about meeting Mr. Ding? Lu Feng responded, but his pace did not slow down.

Tang Zhuqi hummed, and began to silently think about how to ask Mr. Ding about the prophecy of the bloody light disaster.

At the corner of the third floor, the two of them entered the internal elevator, and the elevator went straight to the seventh floor.

"Madam, the president is in a bad mood these days. It's best not to be too straight when you speak, the president does things for a reason. You can have a good talk with him, and we can discuss it. Lu Feng suddenly opened his mouth and persuaded in a deep voice.

Tang Zhuqi didn't care, but nodded again. Because, no matter whether Lu Feng's starting point for saying this was for her or Ye Tingying's good, there was no need to worry too much.

"The president is inside, madam, you go in by yourself." Outside the door of the lounge on the seventh floor, Lu Feng reminded and quickly turned around and left.

Tang knocked on the door, and soon the door was opened by a young woman in a white coat. The woman led her to the sofa chair in the lounge. There are two sofa chairs, in addition to Ye Tingying, who is dressed in a blue suit, and a gray-haired old man in the twilight.

The old man, Tang Zhuque, was dumbfounded.

The old man was dressed in a white cotton shirt, and his hair was all white; bald forehead, dull and yellowish complexion, half-squinted eyes; The cheeks are very thin, there is no flesh, it is simply skinny. The most impressive thing is the wrinkles on the face. The wrinkles are very deep and numerous, and even now, if you don't talk or laugh, those wrinkles are like the bark of a tree, forming shallow wrinkle grooves.

It was not only his cheeks that were thin, but also his hands and neck. In the thin, wrinkled neck, two blood vessels gently rise and fall with the wrinkles; Under the half-rolled up sleeves, two thin, bony wrists, on the back of the hand, on the palm, in addition to wrinkles, there are some age spots-

Is this Ding Tianci? Looking at the silver-haired, old man in front of him, all the questions that Tang Zhuque had prepared before were stuck in his throat. I can't imagine that he is so old and can still remember the events of more than ten years ago. (To be continued......)