Every word and every sentence seem to have a seductive element.
"Ahem, what did your father ask you to do with me?"
Jiang He's old face turned red and said with a different topic.
"My father said, Mr. Jiang, you are one of the few handsome talents among the younger generation in Beijing, so I sent Meijun to seduce you and make you the son-in-law of the Feng family."
After saying that, Liu Meijun shook off her fur coat directly.
The tender and white shoulders were revealed.
Liu Meijun's charming eyes looked straight at the river, like a flower that you can pick.
Jiang He quickly withdrew his eyes and did not dare to look at them again.
He is also a man. He is afraid that he is really impulsive and does something that is sorry for Lin Chuxue.
"Ahem, stop talking nonsense. If you're fine, I'll go back."
After saying that, Jianghe was about to get off the bus.
"No, okay, don't mess with you anymore. My father told me that he has any news about whether he has roots or not."
"Um?"
Jiang He's eyes lit up and he looked at Liu Meijun.
Seeing that Jianghe was so interested in Wugenshui, but turned a blind eye to herself, Liu Meijun felt a little angry.
What an elm head.
"My father said that the rootless water comes from the spiritual tree, so if you want to get rootless water, you must first find the spiritual tree that meets the conditions."
"At least it must be a spiritual tree that is more than five thousand years old."
Jiang He touched his chin and said, "In other words, your father has news about the spirit tree now?"
"clever."
Liu Meijun nodded.
"Take me over now." Jiang He couldn't wait.
"You can go, but you have to agree first. The owner of the spirit tree has a strange temper. Don't get angry at that time."
Liu Meijun gave Jiang He a precautionary injection.
Jiang He nodded slightly, but he didn't take Liu Meijun's words to heart.
Drive by Liu Meijun, he drove out of the capital with the river.
After more than an hour, the car arrived in the suburbs.
On both sides of the road, there are fewer people, and it is a village that comes into view.
There are not many people living in the village, only a few dozen families, but there are many vehicles coming and going, and even a queue is needed to enter at the entrance of the village.
Soon, it was Liu Meijun's turn to car.
The person in charge of the charges looks like a simple-looking villager.
"Toll, one hundred yuan!"
After hearing this, Jiang He's brows frowned.
The toll is 100 yuan? The average toll costs 100 yuan and 20 yuan, but in such a small village, it is still a big deal to charge 100 yuan tolls.
And it seems that it is not public, but a toll booth built by rural people themselves.
"Do you have a charging permit? The toll fee is 100 yuan? Is this too dark, right?" Jiang He said with a frown.
After hearing this, the villager said impatiently: "Without a certificate, you can sue wherever you fall in love! If there is no one hundred yuan, it will not be easy to use when the gods come!"
The villagers' attitude was extremely perfunctory and had no service attitude at all.
Jiang He glanced forward and saw a dozen or so gangsters holding equipment sitting next to the road at the entrance of the village. When they saw a conflict in the toll booth, they looked at the place with a bad look.
Liu Meijun was about to break out of conflict, so she hurriedly said, "We have paid the toll!"
After saying that, Liu Meijun took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the villager.
After collecting the money, the villagers impatiently pressed the remote control and lifted the toll lever.