Jinghua Yulong Mountain is actually not a mountain, but an unknown mound in the suburbs of Jinghua. It is a mound that cannot be found even if you zoom in on a map of the suburbs of Jinghua a hundred times.
But because someone built a villa on this mound, and named this villa with a green belt within one kilometer, Yulongshan Villa, so whenever anyone in the know mentions this place, they will call it
For Yulong Mountain, the word 'villa' was ignored.
It is said that the owner of this Yulong Mountain villa is named Hua. In the late 1990s, he spent 40 million to carefully build this mansion. The villa building has 3 floors above ground and 2 floors underground. It has a private swimming pool and parking lot.
The total construction area is 2162 square meters.
In the late 1990s, when this building that was very inconsistent with China's national conditions at the time appeared, on the two-kilometer-long road in front of the villa, there were only cars with blood-red license plates and the occasional person riding Jialing.
Except for the residents passing by around 70 motorcycles, no private car or government vehicle has ever appeared on this road, even though there are no warning signs at either end of this not-too-wide road.
This phenomenon is very strange and puzzling. Some people say it is a military restricted area, some people say it is actually a virus testing base, and many people say it is a ghost house...
The sunshine in Beijing at eight o'clock in the morning in August has become a bit more charming in the past because of the government's vigorous promotion of green cities.
Yes, soft and charming.
Under the soft sunshine, an old-fashioned Hongqi car with a blood-red license plate slowly drove to the three-story villa above ground. The door opened, and a male driver in his fifties got out of the car, and then he had a very polite attitude.
Opening the back door of the car respectfully: "Princess, please get out of the car."
The female officer in uniform in the car smiled and jumped out of the car: "Uncle Fang, why do you follow their nonsense and call me princess? You should call me Qin Chao."
"Haha," Uncle Fang smiled kindly: "I think the name Princess is very nice."
"Where is he? Is he reading or walking in the garden behind?" Since Uncle Fang had to call himself this, Qin Chao didn't say anything more and just looked around the villa.
"When I went to pick you up at the intersection just now, the young master was still reading in the study on the second floor." Uncle Fang said, "You should still be in the study at this time."
"Well, then you go up and tell him that I'm here."
"Let's go up together. Princess, you are not an outsider either."
"Uncle Fang, go take a look, I'll wait here." Qin Chao raised his head and glanced at a window on the second floor, with admiration and admiration in his eyes: "When he is reading, he doesn't like others to disturb him.
"
"Okay, wait here for a moment." Uncle Fang bent down slightly, then turned and walked into the living room of the villa.
Just like the car that Uncle Fang drove when he picked up Qin Chao, the interior decoration of the villa is also very old-fashioned. The floor is covered with carpets from Persia, and all the furnishings, including the spiral staircase, are made of mahogany or yellow wood.
An old-fashioned floor clock as tall as one person stands in the corner of the living room. The pendulum swings, reflecting the classical chandelier above the living room.
Uncle Fang, who was wearing old-fashioned cloth shoes, silently walked to the door of a sunny room on the second floor. He raised his hand and knocked gently three times, two long and one short.
"Come in, Uncle Fang." A man's voice, which is easily associated with the warm sun in winter, came from behind the door panel made of walnut wood.
Uncle Fang pushed open the door that opened with a touch and stared at the carpet: "Third Young Master, the princess is here, she is downstairs."
"Haha," the young man known as the Third Young Master smiled, put down the book in his hand, took a snow-white towel from the back of the Taishi's chair, wiped his hands gently and stood up: "She is quite well-informed.
, I just returned home last night, and she is here today. Uncle Fang, please come up quickly and I will make tea for her."
"Yes." Uncle Fang replied in a low voice, and then closed the door.
Third Young Master, his real name is Hua Canyu. Male, 29 years old, 1.79 meters tall and 69 kilograms in weight. The second generation owner of Yulongshan Villa holds 28% of the shares of Huaxia Mantian Industrial, and is called the number one in Beijing by good people.
Shao. In fact, in his heart, he hoped that others would call him another nickname when mentioning him - 'Iron King'.
Although Silver Hook and Iron Hua are clearly divided into gender groups, both Silver Hook and Iron Hua will respect Hua Canyu as the ‘No. 1 master in Ouchi’.
In fact, Hua Canyu is indeed the well-deserved number one master in China's "Silver Hook and Iron Draw".
Hua Canyu is not as simple as other Silver Hook Tiehuai to protect the safety of the leader. He is more interested in doing tasks that can be covered up in the dark. In the eleven years since he joined Tiehuai, he has received 127
We go out on an average of one mission per month, but never fail.
Since eight years ago, no one has dared to take the initiative to challenge Hua Canyu for the honor of Iron King. Because no one can rely on personal ability to defeat the thirteen people who have been entrenched in the Middle East for several years in one hour and forty-eight minutes.
The ace killer group Thirteen Jews were killed, but he did it when he was 21 years old.
No one was sure that he could severely injure her when he faced the former king of international killers ‘Night Owl’ alone, but he did it when he was 24 years old.
Every time when she comes back from an outing, Hua Canyu will come to Yulongshan Villa.
The Yulong Mountain Villa is a symbol of the Hua family’s power in China.
But except for Hua Canyu, the rest of the Hua family has never had the opportunity to live in this villa for more than three days in a row. Even his four fathers, who have great political prospects in China, have "Bei Man" in the Huaxia Mall.
His sister Hua Manyu, who is known as "Yu"... But these five figures from the Hua family who have huge influence in China's government and business circles have never had any complaints. For no other reason than because he is Hua Canyu
, is the most beloved grandson of Mr. Hua, who is a member of the Political Bureau.
Help, help, after hearing three long and two short knocks on the door, Hua Canyu, who was concentrating on making tea, said without raising her head: "Come in."
Qin Chao opened the door and walked in with a smile that was cleaner than Tianshan Snow Lotus: "Third brother, I heard from Uncle Fang, do you want to make Kung Fu tea for me again?"
"Sit." Hua Canyu stared at the tea set in her hand and smiled softly.
Grandpa is a member of the Politburo. Qin Chao, last year's champion in the garrison competition, could not find the arrogance he should have in front of Hua Canyu. At this time, he was like the most obedient and obedient girl next door.
Like that, he was sitting on a chair opposite Hua Canyu, with his chin in his hand, his right elbow on his knee, and his smart eyes staring at his white and slender hands.
"I brought these tea leaves back from the old abbot of Huguo Temple in Dali, Yunnan last month." Hua Canyu poured the first brewed water into a black clay pot next to it, and then poured it into another pot.
Adding hot water to the purple clay teapot: "The old abbot said that in addition to promoting body fluids, quenching thirst and refreshing the mind, this tea can also be used for beauty. I don't know if it is true or not. Haha, you can try it by drinking a cup."
"Well, I think it can definitely be used for beauty, because I can smell the fragrance of tea from outside the door." Qin Chao smiled and stretched out his hands, taking the tea cup that Hua Canyu handed over, not much bigger than the wine cup. In his
When she was about to let go, she gently hooked the back of his hand with her slender white ring finger. Just when she wanted to feel the pleasant feeling of skin-to-skin contact, she found that his eyebrows jumped. So, she could no longer smell it.
The tea is fragrant.
Intentionally or unintentionally, Hua Canyu retracted her hand and touched the towel to wipe the back of her hand. Then she picked up another cup of tea with a smile and said softly: "Qin Chao, please try it."
"Okay." Although Qin Chao's heart was stung by Hua Canyu's action just now, she still forced a smile and held the teacup with both hands, put it to her mouth and took a small sip, then closed her eyes and lowered her head.
He said: "It smells so good."
"Haha," this kind of tea smells delicious, but it tastes extremely bitter. A trace of disappointment flashed in Hua Canyu's eyes, and he smiled softly: "Qin Chao, actually since you were six years old, I have
I know that your least favorite drink is tea. But for so many years, you have always said against your will that the tea I brewed for you tastes good. Alas, why bother?"
You know clearly that a girl doesn't like drinking tea, but every time she comes to your house, you still make a cup of tea carefully... Is this a polite rejection? Or is it an expression of dissatisfaction?
"Third brother, do you know what Jinzhezhechi is, or, in other words, Aiwujiwu?" As if he didn't understand the meaning of Hua Canyu's words at all, Qin Chao held the tea cup, stared at the coffee table, and spoke in a very soft voice.
Like those little bugs breathing underground in a summer field.
Although I don't like drinking tea very much, because I like you, I said it smells very good. This is what Qin Chao meant when he said this.
What would you do if a female officer in uniform, who was 1.71 meters tall, measured 35/24/34, and had a face that was cleaner than a Tianshan snow lotus, softly said these words of love to you?
If your heartbeat and breathing don't speed up, and your eyes don't even change, then you are a woman, maybe a bastard... Or, you are Hua Canyu, a physiologically normal Hua Canyu who ignored Qin Chao's courtship.
"Who is that person?" Hua Canyu never answered Qin Chao's question, but asked instead. In his opinion, Qin Chao's question did not need to be answered at all. Because, in the world, Hua Canyu could do it except him.
Apart from this, no man is qualified to ignore the courtship of a princess in the army. Although he doesn't care much and even politely refuses the Qin Dynasty. But except for the Qin Dynasty, there is no girl in China who is worthy of him.
Made tea by hand.
Hearing Hua Canyu suddenly bring the topic to that person, Qin Chao's smile froze, and then he put down the tea cup: "Third brother, I wanted to tell you this in person, but I didn't expect you to know about it first."
"His name is Chu Yang, right?" Hua Canyu leaned her head on the back of the chair and said with her eyes closed: "Chu Yang, male, 25 years old, married. He joined the army seven years ago and went abroad to work when he was 21 years old.
He returned to China 153 days ago, got married 119 days ago, and now works in the southern Hebei branch of Yunshui Group. His wife, Chai Xiufang, is from Xiuhua Town, Shuzhong, and works as a farmer. His father, Chu Tiantai, and his mother, Yun Ruoxi, left Hebei Province seven years ago.
He moved to Jinghua from Tangwang Town, Nanxiang, and now lives in the courtyard house at No. 56 Hulu Lane. Chu Tiantai is now the deputy director of the security department of Jinghua Panshan Group... Of course, there may be some discrepancies in these files, but I don't care."
"Third brother, you didn't hear some nonsense that guy said, did you?" At this time, the smile on Qin Chao's face had been replaced by distressing nervousness: "He, he is just a psycho. Because in seven years
He met me when I was taking over the army before, and just...actually, I taught him a lesson."
"Crazy?" Hua Canyu opened his eyes and looked at Qin Chao with a touch of ridicule: "Xiang Feng, he was the third place in the guard group's competition last year, right? But he will be kicked away by a crazy person.
?You, the champion of martial arts, will be stuck on the wall by a lunatic, let you punch hundreds of times and be discharged from the hospital the next day?"