Chiang Mai, Thailand, Flower House.

A tiger head slowly stopped at the door, and two doormen, a man and a woman, stretched out their hands to stop them.

"Savadi."

"Savadicka."

The doorman stood next to the front of the car and whispered hello.

With his hands folded, he was very polite.

"Dicatica."

The window fell, and a gorilla-like man squinted and stuck his head out, "I'm dripping, go in and dripping guys."

"You drop."

"Open the door."

The black sunglasses are still so exaggerated, and they are struggling to communicate with each other in the language that can be organized in their minds.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, a crunch fell on the back of the head.

Since Bancun's hair was shaved short, Jiang Yang's mouth was particularly crisp and loud when he twitched behind the back.

"You don't speak human words."

Jiang Yang has a short temper and is about to take off his shoes.

"I can't speak Thai."

At this time, Zu Shengdong in the back couldn't stand it anymore, and when he came down from behind, he actually communicated with the two doormen in Thai.

Although the grammar is rusty, there is a smell of Shishan County.

But the two doormen understood, and immediately bowed and went in to report.

Jiang Yang and Bancun were stunned.

"Brother Dong, you actually know Thai."

Bancun's eyes are round, and his face is incredible.

Zu Shengdong said: "When I was in Vietnam before, I knew a little bit about the languages of several Southeast Asian countries."

"Especially west of Brunei, you don't know the language of any country, but you have to know some Thai."

Zu Shengdong clasped his hands together and looked very arrogant: "Because this language is almost universal in the Lao-Burmese-Cambodian region, and everyone understands it."

"Bullie."

Bancun gave a thumbs up and leaned on the car window: "But Brother Dong, when are you going to Vietnam?"

Zu Shengdong thought about it and didn't take care of it.

Ban Cun asked, "Brother Dong, what about talking to you?"

Seeing that Ban Cun was unrelenting, Jiang Yang patted the back of his head again.

Ban Cun was anxious: "What are you doing! Hit me again!"

Jiang Yang's eyes glared: "Adults don't inquire about it, children don't inquire about it."

Just as the two were arguing, the doorman came out, with a bald man by his side.

It is Hua Youdao's personal entourage Liu Laosi.

Liu Laosi first glanced at the license plate, and then looked curiously into the car.

When he saw that Jiang Yang was sitting on the co-pilot, there was obviously a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Then he hurriedly stepped forward and said softly, "Mr. Jiang is here."

"Aang."

Jiang Yang leaned heavily on the seat, put his arms on the window, looked at Liu Laosi and said, "Your little flower is here."

Liu Laosi frowned slightly, but still forced a smile: "The young master is inside."

"Lead the way."

Jiang Yang put on his sunglasses, looked at Liu Laosi and said, "Take me to see him."

Liu Laosi said, "Mr. Jiang, have you made an appointment with Young Master Hua?"

Jiang Yang stretched out a finger, pulled his eyes under his nose, and looked at Liu Laosi with his eyes exposed: "I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language and say something that makes me happy."

Liu Laosi reacted quickly, and immediately understood that he had said the wrong thing: "Mr. Jiang, I mean, does Young Master Hua know that you are coming, and did you two have an appointment before?"

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After that, he smiled, propped his arms on the car window and looked at Liu Laosi: "I'm not going to surprise him."

Then he squeezed his eyes.

This expression directly made Liu Laosi's scalp numb, and cold sweat broke out along the soles of his feet.

I can't say it, there is always a feeling of a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to a chicken.

"Or ......"

Liu Laosi thought for a moment and said, "I'll call Young Master Hua and ask?"

"Ask!"

"You ask."

Jiang Yang stretched out his right hand: "He definitely wants to see me."

"It's been a long time since I've seen each other, Xiao Ahua must have missed me."

Jiang Yang lit a cigarette in his mouth and muttered to himself, "It's hard to think about what I think."

The outside of Huafu is built very magnificently, and Bancun and Zu Shengdong are breathtaking.

A brown-and-black Bentley came from behind and honked its horn twice.

Bancun turned around and just wanted to get angry, but was stopped by Liu Laosi.

Liu Laosi didn't seem to want to offend Jiang Yang, nor did he want to offend the character in the car behind.

So while dialing the mobile phone number, he walked to Jiang Yang's side and discussed softly: "Mr. Jiang, why don't you lean the car to the side and let the one behind be advanced?"

Jiang Yang glanced back.

I saw that the Bentley car had been modified, and the front windshield and side windows should have been changed to bulletproof effect, and special light treatment was done.

When I looked into the car from the outside, I couldn't see anything.

I could only see that the driver was a man in his forties in a black suit.

Jiang Yang looked down.

It was found that the clothes worn by the driver were exactly the same as the style on his body.

"Move the car."

Jiang Yang touched his nose and said.

Bancun obediently moved the car to the right to make way for a passage.

The Bentley started slowly, and as it passed, the rear window dropped.

I saw a man in his fifties sitting in the back seat, his hair shiny and combed backwards, and a kind of unangry and self-righteous momentum seemed to rush out of the car.

The bridge of his nose is high, and his skin is spotted with spots, as pitted as the surface of the moon.

The lips are thick, and the face is expressionless but majestic.

The man just glanced at Jiang Yang lightly, and Jiang Yang happened to look at the car curiously.

The two looked at each other.

The Bentley stopped at the door, and Liu Laosi hurriedly stepped forward and whispered something in the back window.

It's not loud.

Only words like "from hometown" and "poor relatives" came from Liu Laosi's mouth.

Ban Cun was stunned after hearing this, and looked at Jiang Yang: "Brother, Liu Laosi seems to bury us as poor relatives."

Jiang Yang picked his chin and said, "We are poor relatives, and we really let him say it right."

The rear window of the Bentley was raised, and it drove into the compound.

At the door, Liu Laosi was softly communicating something on the phone.

A minute later, Liu Laosi ran towards the Mercedes-Benz quickly, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, Young Master Hua is waiting for you inside, you come with me."

"What did I say?"

"Little Ahua can't wait to see me."

Jiang Yang leaned back in his chair and pointed forward with his right hand: "Lead the way."

Liu Laosi smiled and nodded, then got into a vehicle similar to a mountain bike, drove in front to lead the way, and drove towards the park in Huafu.

The Mercedes Benz slowly followed, and it was only then that we got a glimpse of the true face of this manor.

The asphalt road is smooth and six meters wide.

Lined with green coconut and banana trees, it looks lush and dotted with unnamed flowers.

Further inside, elephants can occasionally be seen in captivity.

The elephants were well-behaved, cleanly washed, and looked gentle.

All kinds of strange stones are piled on both sides, many of which are jadeite rough stones from the mountain, or a whole piece of agate without any cutting treatment.

It's all good material.

As the sun shines down, you can see the light inside through the surface of the stone.

Translucent.

"He's rich."

Bancun sighed while holding the steering wheel.

If this is not in someone else's house, you have to hug it and go home.