It wasn't until 12 noon that Wang Grasshopper didn't come back. A few people couldn't do it. Hu Gin ran in from outside and grinned at Wang Jin,

Just as he was about to speak, a man came in outside the door. This man was surrounded by a crowd of people. This man was not very old, wearing a dark suit, and black leather shoes were exceptionally shiny.

When he entered the door, he greeted Shao Zhuang, Guan Fatzi and Jin Dabeard one by one. But that's what he said: Shao Ye is good, Guan Ye is good, Jin Ye is good.

The three men stood up in a proper manner and nodded to him. It's a bit respectful.

Could it be that this is Wu Ye, no. Wang Jin was speculating in his heart that the man had seen Wang Jin. looked him up and down a few times, bowed slightly to Wang Jin very politely, and then said: It's Wang Jin. Sure enough, the appearance is dignified. Come with me.

The people heard him say, "Come with me!" Suddenly there was a hum.

Wang Jin got up and walked out of the classroom with him, and the corridor was full of all kinds of people. Most of Wang Jin has seen it. When he was about to leave the building, Hu Yanwan quietly caught up and said in Wang Jin's ear: This person is Wu Ye's driver, and Sipin is escorted with a knife, you have to be careful.

A black Bentley sped out of the school and headed out of the village on the road. A car heading away. The golden beard touched the beard on his mouth with his hand, and said in his heart: Why is this kid's life so good?

In the evening, the black Bentley entered a courtyard with a black iron gate. At the entrance of the courtyard, there were two security guards standing in a proper manner, saluting the car. Wang Jin glanced at the sign at the door "Chen Cangge", but he didn't understand what it meant. The car was all the way west, and one drove down. Wang Jin didn't expect that there was so much space in this car. There is a glass wall between yourself and the driver, creating a private space. Cigarettes, mineral water and magazines were on hand. He flipped through the magazines, and several of them were related to archaeology and National Geographic, which made him very interested. However, more than half of it was in English, which he couldn't read. Looking at the scenery outside the bed, I was so tired for the past two days that there was hardly any sound in the car. Wang Jin actually slept comfortably.

I vaguely remember that the car passed through Xi'an, and Wang Jin woke up. Looking at the road signs on the highway, the car has been driving on the G30 national highway, and after Xianyang, it is going to Baoji. So, he fell asleep again.

The car stopped, and someone came and opened the door. When Wang Jin got out of the car and looked up, it was a very large courtyard complex, and he was in front of the door of an attic-style building. The driver got out of the car and explained a few words to the person on the side, and then drove away. Then a young girl in uniform came over and said to Wang Jin: Mr. Wang has been tired all the way, please go to the meal first. As he walked, he asked. What is your appetite and what would you like to use in the evening?

Wang Jin saw that there were also many staff members on the side, some wearing blue clothes and bowler hats. There are hostesses in pink uniforms, lined up. So I underestimated in my heart: Is this a hotel? Shouldn't all hotels be high-rise and resplendent buildings?

Just thinking about it, the girl on the side was urging him in a very soft and beautiful tone, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, she was just very light-hearted, almost shouting: Mr. Wang?

Wang Jin felt that he was indeed hungry, so he listened and looked at the girl. Between her delicate face, light makeup and powder, a pair of big watery eyes, smiling and waiting for herself to tell her. Suddenly, his face turned red, he lowered his head and thought about it and said, "Well, let's have a bowl of noodles." Let's get a flatbread.

Then, Wang Jin quickly turned to look at the people behind him, he wanted to see who would laugh at him. Everyone kept a smile on their faces and didn't move.

In a small exquisite restaurant, a chef soon brought the noodles and flatbreads that Wang Jin wanted to eat. A medium-sized blue and white porcelain bowl containing a steaming bowl of "Qishan Zhenzi noodles". A small bamboo basket placed on a silver platter, on top of which is a pot helmet with five teeth cut into a triangular shape, and the other half is not moved.

Wang Jin took the old vinegar and swallowed the noodles into his stomach in three or two bites. I picked up the pot again, and the helmet was stained with sauce and gnawed. Drink the soup while chewing. I was sweating a little bit all over my body. This food is good, and his brain is not idle, it is estimated that this is the home of the Wu Ye. However, it takes so much effort. What is the reason for getting yourself here in a hurry? Could it be that it is the attention of the Wang family again? Unlikely. What does this have to do with the kinghopper? Eighty percent is here to see himself personally compete with Wang Grasshopper. When I think about it, I can't eat it.

It wasn't until Wang Jin had eaten all the pot helmets that someone came to clean up his things. Wang Jin is really hungry. The last half of his pot helmet was almost torn by hand and stuffed into his stomach. Actually, it's just to be able to delay a little time. He didn't dare to compete with Wang Grasshopper. The cannon I made an appointment with tears had to be finished.

Wang Jin rubbed for a while, and finally got up helplessly. Two men in black suits led an elevator all the way to the fifth floor. That kind of old-fashioned elevator made Wang Jin feel very surprised. Such an inconspicuous small building, on the fifth floor, there is still an elevator, this owner is too lazy.

When he got out of the elevator, the people behind him didn't follow him, but just pointed to his right politely. It turns out that these people can't step on the ground on this level. Wang Jin understood. So I went inside. The pure wood floor on the ground reflected the light of the crystal lamps overhead. Wang Jin wanted to bear the soil on his body, but he also hated that he was too dirty.

Passing by, in the corridor, Wang Jin saw that all kinds of treasure pavilion shelves were all up to the top. It was filled with all kinds of things, bottles and jars, bronzes, and many other things that they couldn't name. The door of the innermost room was open, and there was light inside, and Wang Jin quietly walked in.

The room was very simple, so simple that Wang Jin didn't expect it. There is nothing on the bare white walls on all sides. A desk made of whole wood, which is four meters long and one meter five meters wide, is full of all kinds of books and tools, among which Wang Jin knows chisels, planers, and the like. Other than that, there wasn't even a sofa chair or anything like that. I can't even see a computer or a TV.

One is not tall, only between six or seven meters, and the other combs his hair, and he can't see a young person. He was standing there straight, holding a thick black book-like thing in his hand, looking at himself. Seeing Wang Jin come in, he was just very ordinary, and said to Wang Jin at the door very slowly: Well~, little brother come here.

Wang Jin couldn't help but walk over and saw some wrinkles on his face, only to know that this Wu Ye should also be in his 60s.

So Ye nodded to him and said, "Wu Ye is good."

Wu Ye was very happy, and looked Wang Jin up and down: Sure enough, he looked dignified. Come, you're welcome, sit down and talk.

Although Wang Jin sat down, he was a little afraid to look at him. I also wonder why I can't say it. I only feel that this Wu Ye has a keen eye, as if he can see through himself.