"Tell me, what did this person whisper to Mr. Jiu for two hours?" Haitang was quite curious.
Judging from the appearance of this man, he is obviously very capable.
"I guess he is not a friend, not a visitor, but a capable subordinate of Jiu Gongzi. This person is stumbling, obviously does not know martial arts, his eyes are wise, capable, and his body is calm. I guess he is a middle or high-level manager in Jiu Gongzi Group
"If you can meet the Ninth Young Master in person, you must be worthy of the Ninth Young Master's trust and assign important tasks to him." Fang Rong replied.
"Your analysis can be compared to the Intelligence Bureau..." Haitang said.
"I've only heard of MI4, how many of them are there?" Fang Rong asked.
The two people continued to follow the middle-aged man, only to see that he was very low-key. He didn't even have an entourage or a sedan chair. Instead, he walked through the streets, going in and out of some mansions, and greeted people in the mansions.
He went in and out of some shops again, as if explaining something.
"This person's status in the Jiu Gongzi family should be higher than we thought, equivalent to the CEO." Fang Rong analyzed.
"Mom always has a sharp eye for people," Haitang said.
After being together with Datong for a long time, I suddenly discovered that there is another kind of care and intimacy with my biological mother. This feeling can only be given by my biological mother.
"How about we try to trick him?" Haitang said.
"You little girl, you are really bad at cheating people. But you really can try it." Fang Rong smiled.
The mother and daughter discussed it for a while.
When the middle-aged man came out of a shop, Fang Rong walked over.
Before he could get close to the middle-aged man, a **-year-old child ran over crying.
"Uncle, uncle, my boss won't let me have a rest, so everyone else has a rest," the child cried.
Judging from his appearance, he is a child laborer.
"What did the boss say?" the middle-aged man asked.
"I started weeding since dawn, and everyone had a rest at noon. My boss even asked me to weed, saying that since I have no waist, I don't need to rest, but I am very tired," the child said.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man inserted the sickle used for weeding in the child's hand into the belt around the child's waist.
"When you go back, tell me that you can't find your sickle. Then my boss will definitely say that it's on your waist. Just say that you see my waist has grown and I can rest." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"Thank you, uncle, uncle is the best." The child jumped and ran away.
Only then did Fang Rong walk over.
This man was calm, humble, and very smart. Fang Rong felt that he was not so easy to deceive.
"I passed by the treasure land and saw your wonderful way of helping children, and I admired you very much." Fang Rong had no choice but to get close first.
"Thank you." The middle-aged man smiled and did not want to talk to Fang Rong.
Turn around and make a gesture of walking away.
"It really makes sense for the Ninth Young Master to think so highly of you. It's extraordinary to see you today." Fang Rong quickly got to the point.
"Thank you." The middle-aged man still didn't buy it.
"Ninth Young Master asked me to bring you a message, and now I want you to go back." Fang Rong said calmly.
I saw the middle-aged man frowning.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Please follow me back home." Fang Rong made a gesture of invitation.
"I don't care who you are, but I know that Ninth Young Master will not let me go like this. We have rules for how we meet." The man smiled.
"Can't the rules be broken because of emergencies?" Fang Rong asked.