Ding Ning was extremely speechless. He had explained things about Yagyu Qandai many times, but he was really too lazy to explain anymore, so he said casually: "No, she is just more clingy to me."

"I can sleep in the same room with you if I stick with you?"

Lan Mengdie's mind suddenly opened up, and her eyes were so blurred that she didn't know what she was thinking.

Pan Xiangyun opened his sexy little mouth in astonishment, and his mind was filled with thoughts, imagining the scene of Ding Ning being forcefully pushed back by Yagyu Qandai, and a blush suddenly appeared on his face.

Ding Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You will know later if you ask Wen Rourou."

He sent the two girls back to Yanjing Hotel and handed them over to Wenrou. To his surprise, Yagyu Qandai had no intention of following him, which made him relieved. He said hello and went straight to the magnificent place.

Zhu Pengcheng didn't show up again until the end of the banquet. He didn't seem to ask for anything from him at all, which made him confused. He had to figure this out.

"You are Mr. Ding, Mr. Zhu is waiting for you in room 888."

As soon as we arrived at the splendid entrance, the lobby manager wearing a cheongsam greeted us with a professional smile.

Ding Ning was stunned: "He knew I was coming."

"Then I don't know. Mr. Zhu arranged it this way. I just acted according to his instructions. Mr. Ding, please follow me."

The lobby manager swung his hips and led the way, which made Ding Ning blush. He quickly looked away and silently ran the "Bodhicitta", pretending to look around to resolve the embarrassment.

The past few days since he came to Yanjing had made him suffocate. Last night, he was seduced by Qu Yan again. He suppressed the evil fire forcibly, which made him suddenly miss his days in Ninghai. At least Luoxue was there.

There is Xiaoyao who is waiting eagerly for him if he is not able to do anything, and Lingyun will take care of everything he asks for.

This sudden desire made him realize that after military training, as his physical fitness gradually increased, his needs in certain aspects were much stronger than normal people.

It has only been a few days, and it feels like I have been in jail for several years. I almost have double eyelids when I look at the old sow.

In front of the door of Room 888, the charming lobby manager knocked gently, and Zhu Pengcheng's majestic voice came from inside the door: "Come in, the door is open!"

"Mr. Ding, Mr. Zhu is waiting for you inside, please come in!"

The lobby manager bowed politely and made a gesture of invitation.

Ding Ning nodded and walked in with a high head. He really wanted to understand what Zhu Pengcheng wanted to do.

When he entered the room, the lobby manager wisely closed the door and left quietly.

"Mr. Ding, quickly, please sit down!"

Zhu Pengcheng's chubby face was full of smiles, and he stood up to greet him enthusiastically, extending his hand to invite him to sit on the Italian leather sofa.

Ding Ning was not polite, and sat down on the sofa, looking around, and praised: "It is indeed magnificent, it is like a small palace."

Room 888 is the presidential suite. It has golden wallpaper, golden floor stalls, golden coffee tables, golden sofas, golden appliances, even the special toothbrushes and towels are golden. The whole room has just one tone-gold, which makes

People have the feeling of entering a golden house.

It stands to reason that this nouveau riche-like style should make people feel vulgar, but perhaps it is vulgarity that is elegance. Not only does Ding Ning not feel vulgar, but he has a noble feeling.

She secretly murmured in her heart that this girl Ling Yun must like this place. This has the same taste as her dream of sleeping on a big bed covered with money.

"Haha, Mr. Ding must be very curious as to why I am waiting for you here."

Zhu Pengcheng did not continue the discussion on decoration style and asked straight to the point.

Ding Ning smiled, lowered his head to drink tea and said nothing. If he showed courtesy for nothing, he would be a traitor or a thief. Zhu Pengcheng must have asked for something when he gave him a big gift as soon as he came up.

Now that he has taken the initiative, there is no need to show excessive curiosity and become passive. There is also a need for skill in eating sugar-coated bullets.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhu Pengcheng felt depressed, wondering if this boy knew how to chat, but this also made him realize that Ding Ning was not just a newbie who didn't know anything.

In this case, let's talk straight to the point. He immediately coughed dryly and said with emotion on his face: "Everyone knows that I, Zhu Pengcheng, started from scratch. It took me more than 20 years to create more than 30 companies including Jinbihuanghuang.

The family club has created a huge family business. In the eyes of outsiders, I, Zhu Pengcheng, can be considered a figure in Yanjing City. Even the rich and young of those wealthy families have to give me some respect."

Ding Ning remained silent and listened to him quietly. As a hunter who had been lurking in the wild for three days and nights since he was eight years old, the most important thing he lacked was patience.

Zhu Pengcheng glanced at him with a complicated look, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Maybe in the eyes of most people, they think that I am a successful person standing at the pinnacle of life, but in fact, I, Zhu Pengcheng, know how much I weigh and how much I weigh every year.

There are countless people in this city who are working hard and eager to get ahead. Among them are many highly educated people from universities and masters.

There are many outstanding talents, including bachelors and even doctoral graduates, but in the great waves, only a few people can succeed in the end. More people either fail or disappear from the crowd. I, Zhu Pengcheng, am just a junior high school graduate.

This big boss, in the words of city people, is just a mud-legged guy from the countryside, why can I succeed?"

Ding Ning's eyes flashed and his brows furrowed slightly. He didn't know why Zhu Pengcheng had a conversation with him, but he could feel the sincerity in his words, so he continued to remain silent and listened carefully, wanting to know what he wanted.

What to say.

"In this city, most successful people like to wear formal clothes to attend receptions, drink red wine, smoke cigars, dance national standards, and pretend to be gentlemen. It seems that if they don't do that, they are not members of the upper class, and they make themselves look like nobles.

Yes, even if I drink tea occasionally, I still have to pretend to be sophisticated and have an arty tea art. Bah!"

Zhu Pengcheng didn't mind his attitude. He picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. He said with a hint of irony: "I, Lao Zhu, are just a mud-legged guy from the countryside. I have no culture and no sense of elegance. I drink tea purely to quench my thirst."

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I can't tell the difference between tea worth ten thousand yuan and ten pounds of tea. I have to spit out the tea leaves anyway. I can't get used to drinking red wine. It has no energy at all.

It’s better to drink Erguotou to get more energy.”

Ding Ning listened to his chatter with a smile on his face, becoming more and more curious as to what the purpose of this guy who was so kind to him was.

"Hey! I've been nagging you for a long time. You must be tired of listening to me."

Zhu Pengcheng sighed, looked at him with bright eyes and asked.

"I don't think so. It's quite interesting. Mr. Zhu has a bold personality, is not pretentious, and has a rather careless air. He is a trustworthy person."

Ding Ningyun complimented lightly.

"Really? Haha, if I can be praised by Mr. Ding, I, Lao Zhu, will be honored, hahaha."

Zhu Pengcheng smiled so hard that his small eyes narrowed into slits, as if being praised by Ding Ning was such an honor.

In the following time, Zhu Pengcheng talked to him about some interesting things that happened in Yanjing City. His affectionate attitude was as if Ding Ning had known him for many years, but he never mentioned the reason for waiting for him to come.

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Ding Ning felt dumbfounded. This guy was definitely not as honest and straightforward as he appeared on the surface. He was an old fox who was very good at bullshitting.

Seeing the passage of time, he still had something serious to do in the evening. Listening to his far-fetched nonsense, Ding Ning gradually became impatient, but still maintained his superficial courtesy: "Mr. Zhu's humorous conversation and extensive knowledge made me wish I could talk to him.

Mr. Zhu held a candle to talk all night, but I have something to do in the evening, so I can’t have fun with Mr. Zhu today, so I’ll take my leave first.”

"Uh, then...that's fine. Mr. Ding and I hit it off right away. If we have time, we can talk in detail."

Ding Ning tried to retreat in order to force Zhu Pengcheng to reveal his purpose, but unexpectedly, Zhu Pengcheng stood up and saw off the guests with a smile, but still did not reveal his intention.

"Okay, I'll come to visit Mr. Zhu another day when I have time. It's just that I'm busy with worldly affairs and I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Yanjing for a few more days. Mr. Zhu, please don't blame me if I can't find time to say goodbye to Mr. Zhu before I leave.

That’s it.”

Seeing that Zhu Pengcheng was so calm, Ding Ning didn't bother to argue with him anymore. What he meant was that I didn't have a few days left in Yanjing, and I might not have time to see you before I left. If you don't tell me, then

Just never say it again.

Zhu Pengcheng was stunned, his expression a little changeable. Just when Ding Ning was secretly proud, thinking that he would not be able to help telling him the purpose of looking for him, unexpectedly, Zhu Pengcheng's expression quickly returned to his natural expression, still with his signature boldness.

Smile: "Okay, we have a long time to come. When Mr. Ding is free to come to Yanjing again, don't forget to give me a call, Lao Zhu, and I will do my best to be a landlord."

Ding Ning was completely confused. Did Zhu Pengcheng really just fall in love with him at first sight and want to make friends with him? He didn't have anything to do with him? This is too unscientific?

But Zhu Pengcheng never mentioned asking him to do anything from beginning to end, as if he really just wanted to make friends with him, which made him feel as if he punched the empty space with all his strength.

Now that he had even said goodbye, Ding Ning was too embarrassed to stay here any longer, so he left with full of doubts as Zhu Pengcheng saw him off in person.

The Hummer exited the splendid parking lot, turned a corner along the street, and stopped.

Ding Ning sat in the driver's seat with a wry smile on his face. He was busy forcing Zhu Pengcheng to go, forgetting that the highlight of the night was still magnificent.

But now he can't turn around and go back. Zhu Pengcheng knows that he can't hold his breath and will laugh out loud.

He scratched his head in distress and cursed softly: "This Zhu Pengcheng, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?"

I have to say that Zhu Pengcheng's Yunshan fog cover really aroused his strong curiosity and made him feel itchy.

This appetizing feeling made him hate him so much that he really wanted to catch this old boy and beat him up.

But what surprised him even more was that he sent demon mosquitoes to try to pry into Zhu Pengcheng's privacy, but they couldn't even get into room 888.

The golden door that looked extremely luxurious actually fit perfectly with the ground, and even the devil mosquitoes couldn't get in. Zhu Pengcheng never came out after entering the room.

This made him even more curious about Zhu Pengcheng. What kind of person was he? What kind of identity did he have? What did he want to express to himself?

An ordinary businessman? Impossible. Just that golden door that can isolate the prying eyes of devil mosquitoes cannot be made by ordinary people.

In room 888, the smile on Zhu Pengcheng's face faded and he paced back and forth with a long sigh.

"Why don't you just tell him?"

A slim figure appeared like a ghost and asked coldly.
Chapter completed!