Xiao Feng and Jiang Haoran arrived at Taohua Hutong, slowed down and stopped in front of the Zhuqi Gate.
"It's getting dark," Xiao Feng put out the engine and got out of the car with Jiang Haoran.
Jiang Haoran looked around: "Has Mr. Jing always lived here?"
"You don't know," Xiao Feng was a little curious.
Jiang Haoran shook his head: "I don't know, Mr. Jing has never mentioned it."
"Oh," Xiao Feng asked no more questions. Although Mr. Jing had told him an identity, Xiao Feng felt more and more that that identity was just a cover-up. His true identity was definitely not that simple.
However, no matter what Mr. Jing's identity is, Xiao Feng always believes in one thing, that is, Mr. Jing is the person closest to him, the person he can trust the most, and will never cause him to cheat him.
If there was no Mr. Jing, there would be no Xiao Feng today, and there would be no Xiao Feng in this world. He would have starved to death or been eaten by wild dogs.
The kindness of raising someone is greater than heaven, Xiao Feng always remembers it.
Xiao Feng walked to the red lacquer door, pressed his hands on the cold copper ring, patted it a few times, then pushed hard, and the door slowly opened.
"Uncle Jiang, let's go in," Xiao Feng looked back at Jiang Haoran. The sky was a little dark, but he could still see clearly. Jiang Haoran looked very respectful, as if he was going to meet an elder.
"Well, go in," Jiang Haoran straightened his clothes and followed Xiao Feng into the house.
The old locust tree that has withstood many years of wind and rain still stands in the center of the courtyard, so tall and ancient. There are stone tables and benches underneath, and there is an unfinished chess game.
"You are here," Mr. Jing's faint voice came from the main room.
Xiao Feng noticed from the corner of his eye that Jiang Haoran's body trembled slightly when he heard Jing Lao's voice, and then returned to normal.
"Old guy, have you eaten yet?" Xiao Feng grinned. When he returned here, he felt that his whole body and mind could relax, feeling indescribably relaxed and comfortable.
Because Xiao Feng knew that as long as Mr. Jing was around, no one could hurt him, and in other places, he would be more or less nervous, even in bed...
Jiang Haoran was stunned when he heard Xiao Feng calling Mr. Jing 'old guy', but he didn't ask any more questions and followed Xiao Feng into the main room.
"Mr. Jing," Jiang Haoran entered the main room and saw Mr. Jing sitting on the Grand Master's chair, and called out respectfully.
"Governor Jiang is here, sit down," Mr. Jing raised his head and glanced at Jiang Haoran, without moving his buttocks, he just said lightly and continued playing with his tea set.
Jiang Haoran nodded, sat next to him, put his hands on his knees, without the slightest aura of scolding Fang Qiu in front of others, just like a junior: "Mr. Jing, you should call me 'Xiao Jiang',"
"It's inappropriate, you are already the governor now," Mr. Jing looked at Jiang Haoran again and poured him a cup of tea.
Jiang Haoran quickly raised his hands and held the tea cup: "Mr. Jing, even if I become the governor, I will not forget my roots."
"Very good, I read you right," Mr. Jing smiled happily and nodded with satisfaction.
Xiao Feng sat next to him and curled his lips. He couldn't see through Mr. Jing more and more. It would be great if he could get as far as him. The provincial governor had to be respectful when he saw him, hehe...
"Ah Feng," Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng.
"Well," Xiao Feng raised his head, poured a cup of tea himself, and drank it all in one gulp: "What's the matter, old guy?"
Xiao Feng clearly noticed that when he called Mr. Jing 'old guy', the corner of Jiang Haoran's mouth twitched violently, but he quickly returned to normal.
"You go back,"
"Oh," Xiao Feng just nodded and suddenly realized something was wrong: "Ah, I'm going back, damn, you're driving me away now. You're too cruel. What do you think of me, a driver?"
Mr. Jing glanced at Xiao Feng and put down his tea cup: "Don't you feel honored to be the driver for the governor?"
"Fuck..." Xiao Feng was just about to curse when he suddenly remembered that Jiang Haoran was beside him. He could only say the second half of the sentence in his heart: "I'm so fucking honored. Damn, even if the governor gives me the job of driver, I won't do it." I don’t feel honored,”
"Haha..." Mr. Jing has raised Xiao Feng since he was a child. He can be said to be the person who knows him best. There is no one else. He only needs one glance to know what Xiao Feng is thinking.
"As long as you work hard, whatever you are thinking will not be a problem. The key lies in whether you work hard," Mr. Jing said calmly.
Xiao Feng put aside the exaggerated expression on his face and looked deeply at Mr. Jing: "I will handle everything myself."
"Okay, I hope you can bear it, go ahead, Xiao Jiang and I have something to discuss," Mr. Jing nodded happily.
Xiao Feng stopped inking and nodded: "Okay, do you need me to leave the car to Uncle Jiang?"
"Just stay, let him drive back after we finish talking,"
"Okay," Xiao Feng stood up and looked at Jiang Haoran: "Uncle Jiang, I'll leave first. If you have anything, call me anytime."
"Okay," Jiang Haoran nodded.
Xiao Feng turned to look at Mr. Jing again: "Old guy, Jiuquan has been a bit uneasy recently, please be careful." After saying that, he turned and left.
Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng's back, showed a smile, and muttered in his heart, it was not peaceful, what kind of big waves could a few clowns make.
Xiao Feng came to the yard, looked at the old locust tree, stepped forward and stroked the trunk: "Old locust tree, old locust tree, you can live a prosperous life and don't have to worry about tedious things." After saying that, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. : "It seems that I have been too depressed recently. Why are I talking to myself against a tree?"
Xiao Feng took out his mobile phone and called Pang Dahai. On the way there, he spotted the Mitsubishi SUV following him and knew that it was Pang Dahai protecting him.
Xiao Feng said a few words and hung up the phone, left the house, and walked slowly along the alley. It was already dark, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, with no one around. It felt very peaceful.
Xiao Feng took out his cigarette and lit one. The fire light flickered on and off, reflecting his handsome face. He didn't think about anything and just walked quietly.
The roar of a car interrupted the quiet atmosphere. The Mitsubishi SUV stopped at the entrance of the alley, and the window was drawn down: "Ah Feng,"
Xiao Feng smiled, bent his fingers, and flicked the cigarette in his hand into an arc and flew out. He opened the door and got in the car, and looked at Pang Dahai: "Haha, nothing unusual, right?"
"No," Pang Dahai shook his head, the fat on his face trembling: "Where is your car?"
"Throw it to Jiang Haoran," Xiao Feng curled his lips: "I just acted as his driver, damn it,"
"Haha," Pang Dahai also laughed: "Where are we going?"
"Let's go to Yunzhong Tower first. I'll bring some food back to Lin Lin and the others," Xiao Feng said after thinking for a while, took out his cell phone and called Liu Liang: "Hey, Liu Liang, what are the arrangements over there? Okay, I understand, okay, hang up,"
Xiao Feng put away his mobile phone, took out another cigarette, and threw one to Pang Dahai: "Those people are corrupt in Yunzhong Tower, haha, let's go,"
Pang Dahai smoked a cigarette and stepped on the accelerator. The Mitsubishi off-road vehicle roared and rushed out, speeding towards the direction of Yunzhong Tower.
Pang Dahai drove very fast, causing Xiao Feng to look at him with suspicion: "Where did you get this car? It's well modified,"
"That's right, this is the car of a friend of mine. He specializes in playing with cars." Pang Dahai smiled: "Why, you also like playing with cars. I'll introduce it to you another day."
"Okay," Xiao Feng nodded without thinking too much. After all, those who can become friends with Pang Dahai are not necessarily masters or people who are in jail. He has retired from Jiuquan for many years and opened such a crazy barbecue restaurant. Well, I must have met a lot of people.
Soon, Xiao Feng returned to Yunzhong Tower. Pang Dahai was waiting for him outside. He went in alone and went straight to the floor Liu Liang mentioned.
"They left corruption behind, so you should go back and rest." When Xiao Feng saw Liu Liang, she was sitting in the lounge, closing her eyes to rest, and there was indescribable fatigue on her face.
Liu Liang looked at Xiao Feng and shook her head: "That's not good."
"What's wrong?" Xiao Feng stroked Liu Liang's face: "Is Lao Xia here too? I'll tell him later and you can go back first."
"Oh," Liu Liang nodded after a busy day today.
"Who is in there, Feng Fatty Pig?"
"Second Master Feng is here too,"
"I knew he would be indispensable for this kind of thing," Xiao Feng curled his lips and hugged Liu Liang: "You go first, go back and have a good rest, leave this place to me."
"Then I'll leave first," Liu Liang smelled the masculine aura coming from Xiao Feng and felt a little intoxicated for a moment.
Xiao Feng kissed Liu Liang's face gently: "Go, do you need me to take you back?"
"No, I can just drive myself,"
"Okay," Xiao Feng nodded and watched Liu Liang enter the elevator.
Xiao Feng didn't go to Xia Changchun and others, but directly called Feng Laoer and asked him to accompany him throughout the whole process, and he stopped joining in the fun.
Xiao Feng ran to the Chinese restaurant again, found the manager, ordered some food, and left Yunzhong Tower, preparing to go back to the villa.
"Fat man, you haven't eaten either, right? Here, this portion is yours," Xiao Feng raised the food in his left hand and said with a smile.
Pang Dahai also smiled and nodded: "Put it in the back and eat it later."
"Thank you for your hard work," Xiao Feng said from the bottom of his heart.
"It's nothing. Excluding Mr. Jing's relationship, aren't we also friends?"
"No, they are brothers," Xiao Feng said seriously.
Pang Dahai was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes, we are brothers,"
"Haha, let's go back to the villa," Xiao Feng opened the car window and let the cold autumn wind blow in. He felt particularly relaxed.
There was no words all the way back to the villa. Pang Dahai didn't go in, but said he would go back to the barbecue restaurant.
Xiao Feng did not force it. After all, Sansha said that he would not trouble him until today. He has not come yet. It seems that he will not come today. Besides, the barbecue restaurant is not too far from the villa. Even if If the Three Kills really came, he would be able to hold on until Pang Dahai arrived here.
To be honest, Xiao Feng was vaguely looking forward to it. I wonder who is stronger, Sansha or Pang Dahai.
