I don't know much about the situation of the woman in white, but judging from the current situation, the woman in white should have a bit of a holiday with a stupid dog!

Silly Dog and Yama have a deep relationship, and the woman in white is one of the foundations of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, how can there be an intersection between them?

Also, what's going on between the woman in white and Lan Yao?

Have they ever met and felt familiar to each other?

Could it be that the woman in white and Lan Yao had any friendship in their previous lives?

When I was a little stunned, Lan Yao was already quite excited to pull the woman in white upstairs, as if she wanted to take her to visit our hotel.

And the stupid dog in Lan Yao's arms, trembling and struggling weakly at this time, was looking at me with a pleading look, as if he wanted me to take it away from Lan Yao's side, and seemed to want me to quickly drive the woman in white away.

"The ......"

I opened my mouth, not knowing what to say.

Lan Yao and the woman in white turned their heads to look at me at the same time, a little puzzled.

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I forced a smile: "It's okay, you guys talk!" ”

After watching Lan Yao and the woman in white go upstairs, Tang Xiaoya and the others first looked at me strangely, and then followed Lan Yao and the others upstairs, probably preparing to eavesdrop.

"What a lady of the boss!"

The water rat took the brush that painted the wall, covered his body with a little paint on the wall, wiped the paint on his face, and said, "Is that Zhang Yiyi terrible?" Look you're nervous! Or Lan Yao is amazing, it's done in a few words, don't stand here and look like a wife, what about the old guy at the door? ”

I glanced at the short old man who was still sitting on the ground at the entrance of the hotel and crying, frowned slightly, and said: "This old guy is not much stimulated, he is old, why is his psychological tolerance so poor!" You go and drive him back to the Fuyuan Teahouse in Beicheng District, some of the old guys in Longhu Mountain are over there......"

"You're good at it, let go of the little one!"

The water rat directly interrupted my words, waved his hand and walked to the wall of the hall that had not yet been painted, and said quietly: "Those old things in the Daomen slash ghosts and demons and boast of helping the right way, I am worried that I will not return when I get there, you better send someone over in person, I haven't finished the decoration work of the hotel yet!" ”

Alas, no one can command, and no one can compare with me as the boss!

I walked to the entrance of the hotel, kicked the little old man who was crying bitterly, and called out to him a few times, but he did not respond at all, as if he was completely immersed in his own world of sorrow and despair.

The dignified master of Longhu Mountain, crying like a child at this time, I really don't know what to say.

Picking up the short old man who was crying bitterly, when he walked out of the entertainment street, he was noticed by many pedestrians, and all kinds of strange eyes stared at, and I don't know how they arranged it!

After leaving the entertainment street, I got into a taxi.

The taxi driver looked at the short old man who was crying a little strangely, and then at me, and stopped talking.

I shrugged my shoulders and said helplessly: "My wife ran away with someone, my daughter doesn't want him anymore, the gambling family is ruined, and now I wake up, it's too late, and I'm ready to go to him and a few old guys to complain......"

I lied casually, but the taxi driver actually believed it, glared at the short old man fiercely, and said: "Such people deserve it, young man, don't get infected with such a vice, I have seen too many such people over the years, and none of them can end well!" ”

"Well, I'm not very familiar with him, just send him to Fuyuan Teahouse, he has a few friends waiting for him over there!"

"Such a person can still have friends, no matter how many friends there are, there are not enough ...... such bad gamblers"

Along the way, I hung out with the driver, choking up the short old man.

After arriving at the Fuyuan Teahouse in the north of the city, when I saw the short old man who was crying and his legs were already weak and got out of the taxi, the greeters at the door were stupid.

Several waiters hurriedly ran over to support the short old man, and the other old guys who followed Longhu Mountain rushed out, all of them looked at the short old man who was crying in a daze.

"What happened?"

"Zhang Jingyuan, what's wrong with you? What about the little aunt and grandmother? Why are you the only ones who came back? ”

"The Dao heart is injured and the soul is unstable, what is going on?"

"Didn't you say there were guests there? Could it be that a guest has come to do something to him? ”

……

The old guys in Longhu Mountain looked at me with unkind eyes, and an old guy with a bit of a temper was blowing his beard and glaring at me, ready to do something to me.

I shrugged my shoulders and said helplessly, "It's none of my business, and it has nothing to do with our guests, to be honest, I don't know why he suddenly became like this." I've already sent someone, and your little aunt is now visiting us, so who will pick her up? To be honest, I don't really like her staying with us, so you'd better get her out of here......"