Xiao Feng and Jiang Haoran came to Taohua Hutong, slowed down, and stopped the car in front of the Zhuqi gate.

"It's dark." Xiao Feng turned off the fire and got off with Jiang Haoran.

Jiang Haoran looked around and looked around: "Has Mr. Jing lived here all the time?"

"You don't know." Xiao Feng was a little curious.

Jiang Haoran shook his head: "I don't know, Mr. Jing has never mentioned it."

"Oh." Xiao Feng stopped asking anything more. Although Mr. Jing had told him an identity, Xiao Feng felt more and more that that identity was just a cover-up, and his true identity would definitely not be that simple.

However, no matter what Mr. Jing is, Xiao Feng always believes in one thing, that is, Mr. Jing is the person he is closest to, the person he can trust the most, and will never harm him and will never cheat him.

If it weren't for Mr. Jing, then there would be no Xiao Feng today. Even in this world, there would be no Xiao Feng. He would have starved to death or been eaten by a wild dog.

The grace of raising one is greater than that of heaven, Xiao Feng always remembers it.

Xiao Feng walked to the Zhuqi gate, pressed his hands on the cold copper ring, patted it a few times, and then pushed it hard, and the door slowly opened.

"Uncle Jiang, let's go in." Xiao Feng turned around and looked at Jiang Haoran. The sky was a little dark, but he could still see clearly. Jiang Haoran looked very respectful, as if he was going to meet an elder.

"Well, go in." Jiang Haoran tidied up his clothes, followed Xiao Feng, and walked into the courtyard.

The old locust tree that has experienced many years of storms is still standing in the center of the courtyard, so tall and ancient, with stone tables and benches underneath, and there is also a chess game that has not been finished.

"You are here." Old Jing's faint voice came from the main house.

Xiao Feng noticed with his light that Jiang Haoran heard Mr. Jing’s voice, his body shook slightly, and then returned to normal.

"Old guy, have you eaten?" Xiao Feng grinned. When he returned here, he felt that he could relax his whole body and mind, and he was indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

Because Xiao Feng knew that as long as Mr. Jing was there, no one could hurt him. In other places, he would have a string more or less tense, even on the bed...

When Jiang Haoran heard Xiao Feng call Mr. Jing "Old Guy", he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask any more questions and followed Xiao Feng and walked into the main house.

"Old Jing." Jiang Haoran entered the main house and saw Old Jing sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, shouting respectfully.

"Governor Jiang is here, let's sit down." Old Jing looked up at Jiang Haoran, without moving his butt, but just said lightly, and continued to fiddle with his tea set.

Jiang Haoran nodded, sat next to him, put his hands on his knees, without the slightest momentum of waving in front of others, just like a junior: "Old Jing, you should call me 'Xiao Jiang'."

"It's not suitable, you are the governor now." Old Jing glanced at Jiang Haoran again and poured him a cup of tea.

Jiang Haoran quickly raised his hands and held the teacup: "Old Jing, even if I become the governor, I dare not forget my roots."

"Very good, I read you right." Old Jing smiled with relief and nodded with satisfaction.

Xiao Feng sat next to him and curled his lips. He was getting more and more unable to see through Old Jing. If he could get to his level, he would be quite happy. The governor would have to respect him when he saw him.

"A Feng." Old Jing looked at Xiao Feng.

"Yes." Xiao Feng looked up, poured a cup of tea by himself, and drank it all in one go: "What's the matter, old guy."

Xiao Feng clearly noticed that when he called Mr. Jing, the corners of Jiang Haoran's mouth twitched violently, but he quickly returned to normal.

"You go back."

"Oh." Xiao Feng nodded and suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Ah, I'll go back, I'm damn, I'll drive me away now. You're too cruel, what are you treating me like, the driver?"

Mr. Jing glanced at Xiao Feng and put down the teacup: "Don't you feel honored to be a driver for the governor?"

"My fucking..." Xiao Feng was about to swear when he suddenly remembered Jiang Haoran beside him. The second half of the sentence could only be said in his heart: "I'm fucking honored to be a ball, grass, the governor is not honored to be a driver for me."

"Haha..." Mr. Jing raised Xiao Feng to the point of growing up since childhood, and he could be said to be the one who knows him best. None of them, he only needed a glance to know what Xiao Feng was thinking.

"As long as you work hard, what you think in your heart will not be a problem. The key is that it depends on whether you work hard." Old Jing said lightly.

Xiao Feng closed the exaggerated expression on his face and looked at Mr. Jing deeply: "I will take everything myself."

"Okay, I hope you can withstand it. Go, Xiao Jiang and I have something to talk about." Old Jing nodded with relief.

Xiao Feng nodded and nodded: "Okay, do you need me to leave the car for Uncle Jiang?"

"Stay here, just finish the talks later, just let him drive back by himself."

"Okay." Xiao Feng stood up and looked at Jiang Haoran: "Uncle Jiang, then I'll leave first. If you have any questions, call me any time."

"Okay." Jiang Haoran nodded.

Xiao Feng turned his head and looked at Old Master Jing again: "Old guy, Jiuquan is a little uneasy recently, be careful." After that, he turned around and left.

Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng's back and showed a smile, and muttered in his heart, "It's not peaceful, what big waves can a few clowns jumping into?"

Xiao Feng came to the yard, looked at the old locust tree, and stepped forward to touch the trunk: "Old locust, old locust, you are still living a nourishing life, don't worry about tedious things." After saying that, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that I've been so depressed recently, why are you talking to a tree?"

Xiao Feng took out his cell phone and called Pang Dahai. On the way he came, he found the Mitsubishi off-road vehicle following behind, knowing that Pang Dahai was protecting himself.

Xiao Feng hung up the phone after saying a few words, left the courtyard, and walked slowly along the alley. It was already dark and the surroundings were extremely quiet. There was no one, and he felt very peaceful.

Xiao Feng took out a cigarette and lit one. The fire lit up and darkened, reflecting his handsome face. He didn't think about anything and just walked quietly.

A roar of cars interrupted the quiet atmosphere. Mitsubishi off-road vehicle parked at the entrance of the alley and the window was scratched: "A Feng."

Xiao Feng smiled, bent his fingers and flicked it gently. The cigarette in his hand turned into an arc and flew out. He opened the car door and got into the car, looking at Fat Dahai: "Haha, nothing unusual is right."

"No." Fat Dahai shook his head, and his fat flesh trembled on his face: "Where is your car."

"Take it to Jiang Haoran." Xiao Feng curled his lips: "I just acted as a driver for him, damn it."

"Haha." Pang Dahai also smiled: "Where are you going?"

"Go to Yunzhong Tower first, I'll bring some food to Lin Lin and the others." Xiao Feng thought for a while and said, took out his cell phone and called Liu Liang: "Hey, Liu Liang, how did you arrange it there? OK, I know, okay, I'll hang up."

Xiao Feng put away his cell phone, took out a cigarette, and threw it to Fat Dahai: "Those people are in the tower in the clouds [fuck], haha, let's go,"

Fat Dahai held a cigarette in his mouth and stepped on the accelerator. The Mitsubishi off-road vehicle roared and rushed out with a loud bang, galloping all the way towards the Yunzhong Tower.

Pang Dahai drove very quickly, which made Xiao Feng look a little bit squinting: "Where did you get this car? It's a good modification."

"That's right, this is a friend of mine, so he specializes in playing cars." Fat Dahai smiled and said, "Why, you also like playing cars, I'll introduce it to you another day."

"Okay." Xiao Feng nodded, not thinking too much. After all, those who can become friends with Pang Dahai are not necessarily masters or prisoners. He has retired in Jiuquan for many years and has been driving such a family to roast wings. He must have met many people.

Soon, Xiao Feng returned to Yunzhong Tower, and Pang Dahai was waiting for him outside. He went in alone and headed straight to the floor that Liu Liang mentioned.

"They stay [fuck], you go back and rest." When Xiao Feng saw Liu Liang, she was sitting in the lounge, closing her eyes to rest, and there was indescribable fatigue on her face.

Liu Liang looked at Xiao Feng and shook his head: "That's not good."

"What's wrong with that?" Xiao Feng stroked Liu Liang's face: "Is Lao Xia here too? I'll tell him later, and you can go back first."

"Oh." After a day of busy work today, Liu Liang really couldn't hold on anymore and nodded.

"Who is there in it, Feng Feizhu."

"Mr. Feng is here too."

"I knew that he would definitely be indispensable for such things." Xiao Feng curled his lips and hugged Liu Liang: "You go first, go back and have a good rest, and leave it to me."

"Then I'll leave first." Liu Liang was a little intoxicated when he smelled the manly aura coming from Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng kissed Liu Liang's face lightly: "Go, do you need me to send you back?"

"No, I'll just drive myself."

"Okay." Xiao Feng nodded and watched Liu Liang enter the elevator.

Xiao Feng didn't go to find Xia Changchun and others, but directly called Feng Laoer and asked him to accompany him throughout the journey, so he wouldn't join in the fun.

Xiao Feng ran to the Chinese restaurant department again, found the manager, ordered some food, and left Yunzhong Tower and prepared to go back to the villa.

"Fatty, you didn't eat, right? Give it, this portion is yours." Xiao Feng raised it in his left hand and said with a smile.

Fat Dahai also smiled and nodded: "Let it beside you and eat it later."

"Thank you for your hard work." Xiao Feng said from the bottom of his heart.

"It's nothing. We are not friends too if we rule out the relationship between Mr. Jing."

"No, it's brother." Xiao Feng said seriously.

Fatty Dahai was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes, it's brother."

"Haha, go back to the villa." Xiao Feng opened the car window and let the cold autumn wind blow in, and he felt particularly relaxed.

After leaving nothing, I returned to the villa. Pang Dahai did not go in, but said back to the barbecue restaurant.

Xiao Feng did not force it. After all, Sansha said that he would cause trouble for himself after today. He hasn't come yet. It seems that he won't come today. Besides, the barbecue restaurant is not too far from the villa. Even if Sansha really comes, he can hold on until Fat Sea to get here.
Chapter completed!