"Miss, this will stain your car." The old man shook his head.
"It doesn't matter! You are my future brother-in-law, do I still dislike this?" Nangong Yunqiu forced a smile, but it was difficult to hide the disgust deep in her eyes.
The old man was not polite, he packed up, got in the car and drove towards Huafeng Hotel.
Because the distance is not far, there is only one traffic light, so it doesn't take much time.
But the old man still spoke.
"Miss Nangong, the young master wants me to ask you a question in advance. I hope you can answer it truthfully!"
"Say." Nangong Yunqiu opened the car window, turned on the air conditioner to the maximum, and secretly pinched her nose and said.
"When the other party offended you, did he know that you were from the Nangong family?"
"I know." Nangong Yunqiu nodded.
The old man hesitated for a moment and whispered: "The young master has given instructions. If it is a very difficult person, the action needs to be delayed."
"Why?" Nangong Yunqiu was unhappy: "Can't even the genius be able to deal with that person?"
"Miss, please be patient. The young master came to the Nangong family this time to facilitate the marriage between the Nangong family and the Nalan family. No grudges are bigger than this matter. He is willing to solve the matter for you, but he cannot
Because of your incident, the marriage between the two families has been affected, I hope you can understand, miss," the old man said.
When Nangong Yunqiu heard the sound, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she understood something, and she whispered: "Are the Nalan family... worried about someone?"
The old man said nothing and only looked ahead.
Nangong Yunqiu's eyes flickered, but she didn't ask any more questions.
But she understood one thing.
I still thought Nalan Tian was too simple.
He asked the old man to come not just to vent his anger on Nangong Yunqiu, but also to see who dared to disturb the Nangong family in Nanchuan City.
Nalantian wants to know information about the enemies of the Nangong family!
One step counts as three steps.
Nalantian's vision... I'm afraid he can see very far.
Nangong Yunqiu took a deep breath.
The car drove into the hotel.
Nangong Yunqiu did not get out of the car and only let the old man go in by himself. She watched from the car.
The old man carried a sack and pretended to be a rag picker. He came to the gate and took a few glances. No one in the hotel paid attention to him. The security guard came over and tried to drive him away.
The old man immediately had an argument with the security guard.
Nangong Yunqiu saw everything.
This is the old man's plan.
Sure enough, after a while, Liu Ma came with a few people.
"What happened?" Liu Ma's face darkened and he asked.
The old man looked at Liu Ma, his eyes swaying, thoughtfully.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his old face changed instantly.
"Sir, old man, I just came here to pick up two bottles. I didn't do anything, and he wants to beat me out. It's too much!" the old man explained hurriedly.
"There are no bottles to pick up here, and the hotel is also booked by us. If you have nothing to do, go elsewhere." Liu Ma said.
"Okay...Okay, sir..."
The old man nodded and left carrying the sack.
"Let someone talk to the manager and arrange security at the gate. Don't let outsiders in so as not to disturb the leader. That would be bad!" Liu Ma said in a low voice, tilting his head.
His voice was very subtle, but the old man was keenly aware of it. His stooped body trembled and he almost lost his balance.
"Old man, are you okay?" Liu Ma shouted.
"It's okay, it's okay sir..."
The old man quickened his pace and hurriedly walked out of the hotel.
