"You can't kill me."

After the woman finished speaking, her eyes turned into two balls of demon fire, and her body became extremely smooth, sliding out of her tight ninja suit like a snake, and slipped away in the blink of an eye.

Chen Xuan looked at her sideways. Under the faint moonlight, Yuri Matsui had nothing on her body, and stood there in a very elegant posture. Her ice and snowy skin was not flawed at all. The mountains on her chest were quite perky, and her whole body exuded the breath of a flowery girl.

He put his ninja suit at the end of his nose and sniffed it, smelling a deep fragrance.

"You can't beat me, so it won't work if you take off your clothes."

Yuri Matsui bit her teeth: "Saint Jade is kept on you for a while, I will come and take it away sooner or later."

She used her mysterious body movement again. Every time she said a word, her body would jump out two or three meters back. After she finished speaking, her figure had completely disappeared into the woods.

Compared with her daughter Phantom, she is obviously more sensible in the current situation, will not fight hard, and will run away if she loses an excellent fighter. This is the best choice for ninjas.

In the morning, when he saw Xing Nana walking out of the tent, Chen Xuan thought of the disguise of Matsui Yuri at night to seduce him, and suddenly felt a wonderful feeling in his heart.

"How are you sleeping?"

Xing Nana rubbed her head, "I slept so hard, maybe I was too tired yesterday."

"Oh." Chen Xuan knew very well that Yuri Matsui must have given her medicine, but she pretended to be like she didn't know anything.

After a simple breakfast, a few people set off.

Xing Nana and others were fine, but He Wenwen was a little exhausted, and there seemed to be stones tied to her legs, and her steps were particularly heavy.

Chen Xuan leaned over and said carelessly: "Dear, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He Wenwen glared at him, and her little face blushed and complained: "It's all your fault. It's like I'm crazy at night, making my legs soft now, as if I have no bones."

Seeing her appearance, Chen Xuan felt itchy and laughed, "You are so embarrassed to say I'm crazy, you're not much better."

"Let you talk nonsense!" He Wenwen punched him and started pounding him.

Chen Xuan ignored the movements in her hand, bowed directly, and carried her back.

He Wenwen was so nervous: "What are you doing? Let me down quickly."

"Aren't you unable to walk? I'll carry you on my back."

"It's so embarrassing, stop making trouble."

Chen Xuan ignored her completely and walked forward with big strides. Xing Nana, Li Zitong, and Song Qiuyu were stunned to say something, but at the same time, his face was burning with fire.

After a while, Song Qiuyu said, "Chen Xuan, you are not allowed to be so openly hooligan!"

Chen Xuan smiled proudly without being ashamed: "I am called openly helping others, okay?"

"It's too partial to just carry her on her back."

"What's the hurry? You all have a share later."

Xing Nana sighed helplessly, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito and flies, saying: "Shameless!"

After six or seven hours, Chen Xuan finally took four beautiful girls through the field and walked onto the main road. Seeing the bustling crowd on the road, they were so happy that they hugged each other and shouted.

Chen Xuan was a little amused and cried. He thought that there was a comfortable hotel and a hotel that couldn't stay in, so he insisted on hiking and traveling. He made himself so embarrassed. He was really a group of children who couldn't grow up.

After spending a long time in Jiasheng Mountain, they found a hotel to rest for a day before they took a bus back to Qinhai.

In the lobby of the Qinhai Municipal Government Building, Yang Fuhua paced back and forth with an anxious look on his face. He drank more than a dozen cups of tea and went to the toilet five or six times, but he didn't wait for that person.

Finally, the door of the conference room not far away opened, and Qinhai Mayor Hua Pengcheng and a group of officials walked out of it.

Yang Fuhua immediately went up to meet him and bowed slightly, "Mayor Hua."

"Come here." Hua Pengcheng waved and asked him to follow.

Walking into a reception room, Hua Pengcheng sat down and said with a smile: "It's been a bit long, and it's been delaying your time. I'm sorry."

"No, no, no, you are busy with official business, and I have delayed your time."

"Hahaha, I have a lot of things and time is limited, so you can tell a long story."

Yang Fuhua smiled and took out a scroll and placed it on the desk in front of Hua Pengcheng.

"I have always heard that Mayor Hua, you are very good at calligraphy and painting. Although I do not have the level of yours, I am also an enthusiast of calligraphy and painting. I'm right, a few days ago, a friend gave me a copy of Zhu Zhishan's works. I don't know much. I'll ask you to take a look."

"Zhu Zhishan, one of the four great talents in Jiangnan in the Ming Dynasty?" Hua Pengcheng asked with his eyes shining.

Hua Pengcheng knew that Zhu Zhishan was one of the few masters of calligraphy and painting in China. His calligraphy had reached a considerable level and his painting level was perfect, but very few were passed down to the world. Being able to treasure his paintings is what every calligraphy and painting lover dreams of.

"Open it, let me take a look." Hua Pengcheng said anxiously. When the secretary with glasses next to him heard it, he immediately spread the scroll open carefully. Hua Pengcheng took out a magnifying glass from the drawer and looked at it carefully.

Yang Fuhua stood beside him, carefully observing every reflection of Hua Pengcheng.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's the authentic one, it's great." Hua Pengcheng nodded with excitement, "I have seen his rare paintings in the album, and this is the first time I have seen them. Everyone says that Tang Yin's calligraphy and painting are both outstanding, but I think they are still inferior to Zhu Zhishan. This "Drunk and Lying in Hanshan Temple" is so artistic and worthy of being a masterpiece."

Yang Fuhua showed a playful smile on his face, but it was fleeting. He pretended to be like a child from a kindergarten class, constantly asking for advice on this and that, and the topic was all about calligraphy and painting. Hua Pengcheng explained to him with great interest, and laughed as he spoke.

"Mayor Hua's unique vision of appreciating paintings made me, a junior, suddenly enlightened. The so-called good horses match heroes, this kind of masterpiece is simply a waste of resources when I put it in my place, or you deserve it more." Yang Fuhua said with a smile on his face.

Hua Pengcheng was stunned and said, "What you mean is... to give it to me."

"Yes." Yang Fuhua said without hesitation.

Hua Pengcheng touched his chin and suddenly laughed heartily.

"This Xiao Yang is really a talented person. He just gives gifts, and he has made so many twists and turns." He put down the painting and signaled the secretary to roll it up with his eyes.

"It's not that complicated, I just want to make friends through paintings." Yang Fuhua said sincerely.

"I am a straightforward person. If you have something to say, just say it." Hua Pengcheng leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his chest with his hands.

Yang Fuhua's expression changed and he seemed a little disgusted, but he still said, "Of course, besides asking you to appreciate this painting, I have some small things to ask you for advice."

"But it's okay."

"Is the Hi-Tech Development Zone going to be built in Qipanxiang?"

When Hua Pengcheng heard this, the smile on his face disappeared. He had guessed what Yang Fuhua meant. Qinhai City’s plan to advance the westward economic construction strategy has received a lot of support from this government, and the main promoter was Hua Pengcheng. In his opinion, this plan can not only greatly develop the city’s economy, but also earn a considerable amount of political achievements for himself, both in public and private.

However, because the powerful relationship involved is quite complicated, the interests of the government, the people and businesses need to be balanced.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!