"Humph, this doesn't mean anything. Don't look at this kid's current glory, there will be times when he cries!" Zhao Zhengyang snorted coldly when he heard this.
Murong Jian raised his eyebrows, nodded thoughtfully and said:
When Zhao Zhengyang heard this, he frowned. In fact, the little moves he made in private recently were just his intention and had nothing to do with Long Xiangtian at all. But with Murong Jian and Ouyang Xinyan, they
Naturally I won't tell them much.
"Just do your own thing well! How did you go with the matter I asked you to do with Xinyan?" Zhao Zhengming asked in a different direction.
"With Mr. Zhao and your people behind, there will be no problem in dealing with a little hero. They are very well-behaved now and can only be beaten passively. After all, how can these common people defeat the housekeeper?" Murong
Jian sneered disapprovingly. But he didn't know that compared with Zhuo Yifan, he was a real commoner. Even Zhao Zhengyang didn't dare to say that he was an official in front of Zhuo Yifan. He was bigger than an official.
Is it bigger than Zhuo Yifan, a Chinese major general?
"That's good! I guess Zhuo Yifan has also gotten wind of it. Something will happen to a hero, and it's impossible for him not to receive the news. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so restrain yourself if you can!" Zhao Zhengyang reminded with a satisfied nod.
"Don't worry, I've already told you. There will be no action in the near future. We will wait until after the Chinese New Year!" Murong Jian nodded proudly and said.
Zhao Zhengyang looked at this fool who was as big as two hundred and fifty, but he snorted in his heart. He didn't know how proud he was of being used as a gun? When the time comes, the chess pieces that should be discarded will have to be discarded, you Murong Jian,
That's the first one! No... there's also that Ouyang Xinyan!
Although I know that what I do will not cause much harm to Zhuo Yifan at all, using these two idiots to disgust him can be regarded as relieving the bad breath in my heart![
"You should go back first. If you have nothing to do recently, don't come to see me!" Zhao Zhengyang said lightly.
When Murong Jian heard this, he just frowned, but didn't say much, turned around and left in a sensible manner.
Looking at Murong Jian's back, Zhao Zhengyang showed a sneer, then waved and called a young man waiting aside to him.
"Has there been any result on what I ordered you?" Zhao Zhengyang asked softly.
"Not yet. According to the young master's instructions, I went to look for that person, but he seems to be no longer in the capital, and his whereabouts are unknown!" The young man replied hesitantly with a look of embarrassment on his face.
After Zhao Zhengyang heard this, his face instantly darkened, and he even scolded harshly:
"I'm sorry, Master. This subordinate is not doing his job well. Please punish me, Master!" The young man's expression changed drastically, and he quickly lowered his head and said.
"Humph, punishing you is useless! Hurry up and find out the information about that person for me, and help me contact him, no matter what method you use!" Zhao Zhengyang ordered with a cold hum.
"Yes, young master!" The young man nodded quickly and said.
The person Zhao Zhengyang was talking about was naturally Prince Long, who had just left the capital a few days ago. The news I got from his grandfather said that another young man from the Long family had come to the capital. And this person's status was higher than that of Long Xiangtian.
A step taller, which allowed Zhao Zhengyang, who had already become estranged from Long Xiangtian, to find a new direction.