This is a villa built on the mountainside. In the nearby natural area of ​​​​100 miles, there is only this villa and only this one household. There are no other residents.

The villa is a combination of Chinese and Western styles, with European and American elegance and splendor without losing the classical Chinese charm.

There are uniformed bodyguards standing guard inside and outside the villa, even in the nearby scenic spots. There are obstacles on all passages leading to the house.

Accompanied by more than a dozen luxury cars, Ji Yaqian drove the sports car and drove ahead unimpeded until she entered the electronic iron gate.

The three-story villa has a separate main building to complement it. It integrates various architectural styles and covers an area of ​​more than thousands of square meters. It is so domineering and independent that it is built in this natural area. In front of

There are lawns and gardens, an outdoor swimming pool at the back, a golf course on the left and an airport on the right, making it the most expensive building in history.

The black men and the others were sitting in the car, keeping their heads on the window. They never stopped looking at everything in front of them, "Wow! Wow! Wow!"

At this time, the four people who originally thought they had seen the world, only after seeing the Tang family villa, they marveled at what the world's unique and miraculous craftsmanship is.

This place is like a small home planted by God in a secret place on the earth, and God’s treatment is displayed everywhere.

The Korean pulled his head back, unable to suppress his passion, and said to the Indian beside him: "What kind of friends have we made? How cool!"

The Indians nodded sharply, agreeing with what the Koreans said.

Ji Yaqian parked the car in front of the villa. After getting out of the car, she immediately went to open the back seat door and said, "President, we're home. I'll help you out!"

Along the way, Yu Shengjun had more or less seen this area of ​​​​the Tang family through the windows. He was also amazed that Tang Tianyou's residence was extremely gorgeous.

"I'll do it myself!" After saying that, Yu Shengjun got out of the car and did not let Ji Yaqian help her.

Ji Yaqian didn't think much about it, because in her mind, her boss Tang Tianyou was someone who wouldn't let anyone help him when he was injured, and wouldn't let a woman get close easily, even Ji Yaqian.

Ji Yaqian turned to Butler Zhou who had already walked up, a 60-year-old man with silver hair and wearing a green robe from the Qing Dynasty, "Where's Dr. Qiao?"

Butler Zhou said: "Dr. Qiao's team is on standby in the nursing home."

"Yes!" Ji Yaqian nodded lightly to express receipt, and then said: "I will send the president to the nursing home first, and you can entertain some of the president's friends!"

Butler Zhou nodded, "Okay!"

Ji Yaqian turned to Yu Shengjun and said respectfully: "President, your injury is serious. Let's go to the nursing home now and let Dr. Qiao take a look at it!"

The Holy Lord Yu did not refuse, and nodded his head in a vague manner.

After Yu Shengjun and Ji Yaqian left, Butler Zhou ordered the servants who were already standing in a row, "Listen in the kitchen, the master is injured. You must control the side dishes for me. Those who greet the guests,

Listen to me and entertain the president's guests well. If anyone neglects you, pack your things and leave immediately!"

Afterwards, the four black men were invited to the main hall of the main building, a living room that couldn't be more magnificent.

The sanatorium building is located in the southwest corner of the main building and is built next to the main building. The architectural style is the Chinese architectural style of the Three Kingdoms period. It is close to the water and has a rich aroma of books. It is a comfortable and elegant place, suitable for recuperating and cultivating one's temperament.

The Royal Saint is half-lying on a rosewood bed covered with a bright yellow quilt. Except for the advanced medical equipment around him, everything in the room is something that often appeared in the ancient Three Kingdoms period.

When he came to the nursing building, Yu Shengjun felt that he was just like in his own Xuanyu Palace, and the style was roughly the same. It was good that he felt more at ease.

Dr. Qiao is a European and American, in his forties or fifties. He wears a long white coat and has a stethoscope hanging around his neck. After roughly checking Yu Shengjun, he already understood some of the situation. He spoke to Yu Shengjun in very standard Chinese.

Said: "President, your physical condition is generally very good. There is nothing serious, but your heart function has weakened a lot. Looking at your bandage, did you suffer a gunshot wound?"

Yu Shengjun nodded in agreement, "It's a gunshot wound, but it's not a big deal! You all go down and stop working. I know my body very well!"

Dr. Qiao nodded, "Well, CEO, if you need anything, just say a word and I will serve you right away!"

After a while, Dr. Qiao left, a servant arrived. After Ji Yaqian exchanged a word or two with the servant, she came to the bedside and said to Yu Shengjun: "President, dinner has been prepared. Do you want to use it now?"

Yu Shengjun said calmly: "I'm not hungry. Go ahead and do whatever you want to do. I want to rest alone!"

"Okay, I have something to do with you!" After responding respectfully, Ji Yaqian turned around and left the nursing building.

At night.

The lights inside and outside the villa, whether too bright or dim, have been turned on. From mid-air, the Tang family villa outlines a shining pattern through the lights.

In the large restaurant on the first floor of the main building, there is a table of delicious food, accompanied by candlelight and fine wine, white elegant chairs, and flowers placed in the middle of the long table.

At a long table that could accommodate more than thirty people, the four black men stood in a corner, not knowing what to do next. They were even so excited that they almost fainted.

The four of them are just ordinary businessmen. How many lives have they worshiped God before they are treated like they are today?

When Butler Zhou saw the four people standing still and not sitting down, he stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture, and said respectfully with a smile: "Four guests, please have dinner!"

The Koreans pushed the Indians, the Indians pushed the Europeans and Americans, and the Europeans and Americans pushed the Indians in turn. They were too embarrassed to sit down first because they were afraid of breaking the rules or making mistakes if they did something wrong.

In the end, it was the black man who took a step ahead of the other three and sat down on a chair at the corner of the long table, ready to start.

The other three people quickly found their favorite seats and sat down.

Butler Zhou smiled happily, and before leaving, he said to several people: "Excuse me, I won't disturb your meal. If you need anything, please call me at any time!"

As soon as Butler Zhou left, the four of them began to eat and drink indiscriminately, because not only were there many dishes on this table, but they also contained high-quality ingredients, which are easy to find in the world, but hard to buy with gold.

The night is deep. In the watery night, everyone who sleeps has fallen asleep.

Yu Shengjun is no longer in the sanatorium at this moment, but in Tang Tianyou's room. This is a remote control room, and you can use the remote control to close and open the door, or for other purposes.

Tang Tianyou's room is not only large, but also has an extremely simple decoration style, with a black color scheme. It may seem low-key, but it cannot hide its high-profile quality.

Yu Shengjun came to the cloakroom and glanced at it. It was full of wardrobes. The wardrobes were full of clothes. In the whole cloakroom, except for suits, shirts, ties, belts, watches, shoes, socks, and glasses, there were no other accessories.

Even if it is a slightly brighter color and more casual clothing, it does not exist.

Seeing everything in the cloakroom, Yu Shengjun couldn't help but become more and more curious about Tang Tianyou. What kind of person was Tang Tianyou?

After leaving the cloakroom, Yu Shengjun went to the study room. Although there was a larger study room in the villa, there was a small study room in Tang Tianyou's room.

Although this small study is not as large as the large study, it is the same size as the master bedroom.

The structure of the study is very special. It is different from other suites in the room. Its style is biased towards the Tang Dynasty of China, and combined with modern fashionable structures, combining ancient and modern times, and the visual sense is excellent.

There are two computers on the table, one desktop and one closed laptop. On the laptop is a notepad with a pen inside. Apart from these things, there is only one photo left on the table.

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Yu Shengjun picked up the photo frame and looked at it. On the photo in the photo frame, there were two people. One was Tang Tianyou. He was wearing an elegant black suit. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. This was a smile that could knock down any woman in an instant. The other person,

He is a middle-aged man, wearing the clothes of the Qing Dynasty, with a mysterious Xizang Dzi bead on his hand, and his smile is brighter than that of Tang Tianyou.

Yu Shengjun had no impression of this middle-aged man, and he couldn't find any resemblance to Tang Tianyou from the middle-aged man's brows. It seemed that he was not a father and son.

After a while, Yu Shengjun walked into Tang Tianyou's master bedroom, a spacious, comfortable and simple bedroom, with a large bed, dark bedding, and a dust-free black space. The only thing that could set off the black was the curtains in the bedroom.

It's white.

The night is already deep.

Yu Shengjun stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at himself for a long time. He was still wearing a hospital gown, and his hair was untidy. He just looked at himself in the mirror for a long, long time...

Finally, he took out Tang Tianyou's photo from the study room, then returned to the small hall outside, took the remote control on the table, and pressed a button. When he heard a sound, he spoke, "Prepare some for me."

Scissors!"

It's dawn the next day.

"Knock knock!" Ji Yaqian knocked on the door outside Tang Tianyou's room. She knocked on the door while looking at her watch. She knew that her boss was already awake at this point, and only at this point was she allowed to knock on the door, "President

, you," her face looked very painful every time she said this, and she seemed unwilling to say it. "The ten virgin girls you asked for last week have been sent to you in the basement.

Should I go see them now, or..."

inside the door,

Yu Shengjun had already gotten up, washed up and walked to the cloakroom.

When I got to the cloakroom, I walked to all the cabinets. Finally, I chose an elegant and slim suit. In the cabinet where ties were stored, I picked a dark blue tie. Finally, I picked out shirts, watches, shoes, and socks everywhere.

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Ji Yaqian waited at the door for a long time, and she was also puzzled for a long time. Since she started working for her boss, her boss has never come out so late. Why has her punctuality changed in the past?

Just when she was puzzled, the door of the room was opened, and a man walked out. He was exactly the same as Tang Tianyou. There was no flaw in his hairstyle. But this man was
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