"How the hell did you know Mr. Song?" Yan Xiaomei kept pestering Zhu Zhigang and asked, if it weren't for the fact that her chest was too much of a nuisance, she would have been arrested and killed this little bastard who was always selling off. It's just that this time the soft grinding and hard bubbles made Zhu Zhigang's eyes dazzled, and the two big balls in front of him were too dazzling.

In the afternoon, a middle-aged man came outside, dressed very elegantly, although the dark clothes showed that the person was thin, but he was very energetic, his teeth were very white, and there was no trace of smoking.

"Song Qingli"

The man walked up to Zhu Zhigang and stretched out his hand to shake his hand, and then said to Yan Xiaomei: "Doctor Yan, long time no see." ”

Zhu Zhigang glanced at Yan Xiaomei, and then at Song Qingli, a little inexplicable, this Yan Xiaomei's cheeks turned red.

No, this woman actually has a heart for her patients, Zhu Zhigang was shocked not only because Yan Xiaomei is a doctor in andrology, although this handsome guy in front of him is good-looking, and he has a lot of gold, but there is a sad thing is that this guy has no ability in that regard!

Looking at the "pointed head" on the side again, I couldn't help but be angry, this guy actually looked at Yan Xiaomei staring at others with plump eyes so calmly?

"Qin Tianyou, what the hell are you doing, didn't you see that your horse is committing a nymphomaniac?"

Qin Tianyou looked at Zhu Zhigang with disdain, and said unceremoniously: "Do you have any brains, this guy is a half-crippled person, without a little threat, what is there to worry about?" ”

Zhu Zhigang was stunned for a moment, quickly took a step back, and said in his heart: "Who the hell is this, a little brain, mental derailment is the most serious derailment, this guy can't figure it out, and he pretends to be handsome." ”

But Song Qingli obviously didn't pay attention to Yan Xiaomei's meaning, just politely signaled and kept looking at Zhu Zhigang, "Little brother's surname is Zhu?" ”

"Mr. Song is polite, I wonder if Mr. Song took a few pages of materials from the library? By the way, there is also this piece of paper that should also be returned to its original owner, this thing is still a treasure, if the craftsmanship of the Song family has been lost, then it will really be one less one, you say yes, Mr. Song? ”

After speaking, Zhu Zhigang took out the previous piece of paper from his arms, and then put it on the table and pushed it to Song Qingli.

When Song Qingli was looking at him, he was also looking at Song Qingli, and he guessed whether the Song family who left the country after the Cultural Revolution was him, but it seemed that the age was not right.

"You accept this first, and we'll talk about it, otherwise there is no need to talk about it!"

"What's that?"

"The reward this time is not much, two million, oh, this is an advance payment, give half of it first, and then transfer the rest after we get to the place."

Zhu Zhigang took it and took a look, a bank card, and a note with masking paper pasted on it, with a few numbers written on it, knew that it was a password at a glance, and glanced at this guy, looking harmless, but taking out so much money at once, there must be some purpose.

Besides, everyone pays attention to an input-output ratio, this guy took out two million at once, and Zhu Zhigang didn't do anything, which made him a little panicked, and the hidden value was not earth-shattering, maybe it would not be enough to lose his little life.

Song Qingli glanced at Zhu Zhigang, took out a cigarette and lit it faintly, spit out a puff and asked Zhu Zhigang: "Wan Yan Liang, I will provide clues and funds, you will help me enter Wan Yan Liang's tomb, no matter whether there is anything I want in the tomb or not, the money will belong to you." ”

"Since you have the information of Yan Liang yourself, where you can't hire someone, you can find it yourself, why spend this money?"

"So where can it be the same? What's more, I still hope that the Lord of Zhonglang will be able to turn evil into good fortune! Song Qingli gently pinched the dark paper in his hand, then blew it into his mouth, and then gently scratched it with his fingernails, and said: "Did the previous Zhonglang seal master also say that the dark paper touched by the Zhonglang seal master will change color?" ”

I saw that the original silver paper was blown by Song Qingli, and then he pulled it with his fingers a few times, and then gently shook it a few times, and then turned it into flush, as if there was blood stains on it.

"How so?" Yan Xiaomei said strangely, "How did the blood on it come from?" ”

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