Wang Han sent out the cigarette butt from yesterday.
It is more reassuring to leave this kind of thing to your own people to check.
I went to the park next to me to practice the exercises all morning.
At noon.
I didn't wait for the seriously injured old man and his granddaughter who came up to make trouble.
Wang Han opened his eyes and exhaled in a lack of interest.
Looking at the people coming and going in the park with resentment, none of them came to find fault.
Otherwise, it would be a pleasant two chapters.
The appointment with Zhai Yueping was to meet at 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
While eating at noon, Zhai Yueping called to ask where Wang Han was.
Wang Han replied that he would arrive at 1:30 in the afternoon.
After a walk around the local area, I bought some local specialties and sent them back to my house.
Almost done.
Wang Han drove towards Penglai Pavilion.
At around 1:00.
Wang Han arrived at the place given by Penglai Pavilion.
The place is a little remote.
But it also conforms to the identity of Penglai Pavilion.
Go along the winding mountain road.
After arriving at the place.
What catches your eye is a large square, with mountain road leading upwards.
The mountain gates on the hillside are built very grandly.
There are many attics inside, which seem low-key, but in fact it reveals luxury everywhere.
The door handles in many places and even some lamp poles on the road are all very pure gold.
There are still many people coming and going.
The name of Penglai Pavilion sounds very fairy-like, and subconsciously I feel that most people in this place are wearing ancient costumes and so on. After coming, everyone dresses very modern.
There are also many luxury cars parked in the square.
A name that was originally very fairy-like was used by a group of businessmen with no bottom line, and they were just a contrast.
When you pass the mountain gate and walk inside, you have to swipe your card to enter.
Before coming, Wang Han told Zhai Yueping about when he would arrive.
Wen Wan'er had been waiting here for a long time.
Still wearing a cheongsam as always.
Wen Wan'er has a moist and juicy mature young woman's feeling, and she feels very good just by looking at it.
It’s not a big mistake for some bosses to like to recruit female secretary. Who can avoid kidney movement with such a secretary?
"Where is your Pavilion Master?"
Wang Han asked when he came up.
Wen Wan'er apologized, "I'm really sorry Mr. Wang. The old Pavilion Master asked the Pavilion Master to have something to do in the past. I'll ask me to come and pick you up first. I'm really sorry."
"understand!"
"Please here!"
Follow Wen Wan'er, walk inside.
Finally entered a quaint loft.
After pouring tea for Wang Han, Wen Wan'er stroked her buttocks and sat down.
Wang Han looked out the window and could see a treasure pot made of pure gold placed in a small square in the distance, inlaid with various gems.
"This place is not the main hall of your Penglai Pavilion, right?" Wang Han asked.
Wen Wan'er smiled and said, "No."
Wang Han did not ask questions. The other party was unwilling to tell where the specific location was, so there was no need for Wang Han to say nonsense. If you want to know, just find someone from Penglai Pavilion to catch it and beat it up and ask.
While the two were talking, a woman came in from outside the door angrily.
She looks a bit similar to Wen Wan'er.
When he came in, he said angrily, "Sister, where is the Pavilion Master?"
Wen Wan'er frowned, "I'll go to the old Pavilion Master if you have something to do!"
"Where is Mr. Yu?"
"Go together too!"
The woman stomped her feet angrily, "No...what are they doing? The big fool who asked me to marry the Yuan family..."
Wen Wan'er smiled apologetically at Wang Han, and then quickly interrupted the woman's words with a stern face, "Qing'er, there are distinguished guests here! Go out!"
Wen Qing'er looked up and down at Wang Han, but didn't take it seriously. He used his willful temperament, "If I don't explain the matter to me, I won't go out. Haven't you been married? Why did you let me marry?"
Wen Wan'er got up and looked cold, pushing Wen Qing'er out.
Pushing outside the door, Wen Wan'er had a cold face, "Put your temper! You can do something tantrums, but don't ignore the occasion! There are distinguished guests! Don't let others laugh at the people in Penglai Pavilion for being polite!"
Wen Qing'er was still angry and glanced into the room, "Who is that?"
"Ten men will meet nine young masters."
Wen Qing'er was stunned for a moment and glanced inside curiously, "Wow! The tenth masters are in the limelight these two days. I heard that the prince of the tenth master happened to be their ninth master, and he said that the prince was the ninth master.
Is him?"
"yes!"
Wen Qing'er wanted to look inside, but Wen Wan'er held her head down, "I'll tell you the last time. Today, the main thing is to talk to the Ninth Master about important things, and to restrain your usual unruly temper. Don't
Make me angry!”
"I understand!" Wen Wan'er muttered and looked inside again.
"Then I have to give me an explanation for the marriage between me and the Yuan family!"
"Didn't you say you want to get married?" Wen Wan'er frowned.
Wen Qing'er stomped her feet angrily, "You can't let me marry that big fool Yuan Miaomiao, right? I admit that my personality is indeed very stupid sometimes, but if I want me to marry another fool, can I survive?
Is this going to be negative or positive?”
"You are a girl, can you speak more civilizedly?"
"Take it down, people like us are the cleanest, because they are fucking saying all the swear words!"
Wen Wan'er said helplessly and slightly angry, "This kind of thing doesn't mean that you can marry whoever you want. You have to wonder if the other party can look down on you! You can also not marry, but the conditions are very simple. Go to school.
Further studies, and after returning from the study, you will manage your business.”
"My brain is not as good as yours. You don't know if you see numbers."
"Then what do you want to do?" Wen Wan'er frowned.
Wen Qing'er casually said, "It's very simple. Find a man who loves me to get married. If you want to be handsome and rich, I will be responsible for buying and buying every day. I will play around the world. If you want to dance, go to dance.
When I go home at what time, I can't interfere in my circle of friends, nor can I care about how many friends I have in the opposite sex. When I get angry, I have to buy me a lot of luxury goods to coax me. I can go out with the opposite sex
But he can't. I'll give birth whenever I want! When his mother scolds me, no matter whether I do right or wrong, he has to protect me! He has to speak to me! He has to be good at kung fu
!Whether it is on or under the bed!”
Wen Wan'er's brows frowned.
"Are you getting married?"
“Isn’t it?”
Wen Wan'er was very angry, but she said patiently, "Marriage is a life of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, a life of fireworks, two people who respect and trust each other support and care for each other, and even if there are trivial things, they can be consistent.
That's not called getting married, it's called looking for a surrender! And you think that if you have the conditions for what you said, why don't you find a normal-minded person and have to look for you?"
Wen Qing'er immediately looked stern, "Sister, you haven't been married yet, what do you know!"
"I have never been married, but I at least know how to respect people. Why don't you even have the most basic respect for people? Who do you think will fall in love with you like this!"
Wen Qing'er rolled her eyes wide and said, "Okay, sister, don't tell me that. Anyway, no matter what, Yuan Miaomiao and I are absolutely impossible!"
"Who do you want to marry?"
Wen Qing'er shook her head and glanced at Wang Han in the room, "This is OK, she looks good, has a status and a good figure."
"I don't like you, don't think about it!"
Wen Qing'er looked at Wen Wan'er, "What's wrong with me? Have you tried it?"
Wen Wan'er immediately said, "No! Don't think too much!"
"Sister, you don't understand this. Men are very simple. Just think about that little thing. They won't be young forever, but they will always like the youngest. It's normal for them to not like young women like you.
I like a young and beautiful girl like me!”
Wen Wan'er took a deep breath, "The guest is still waiting inside. I'm already very rude to lose my companion for a long time, and I'm already married. Don't make any mistakes with me! Otherwise, I can't spare you! I'll go with the guest first, and the rest
Let me talk about what happened next when I finished my work!"
Wen Qing'er held her arms and cut it, muttering, "It's not just right to get married! If a man seduces him a little, there will be no one who won't be caught! Sister, look at me, I'll let you see the true face of the man today!"
Wen Wan'er was about to say something, but Wen Qing'er pulled her collar down, revealing the gully on her chest, lifted her skirt upwards, and walked into the room.
He deliberately mixed the voice, "You are the nine-year-old boy!"
Wang Han, who was playing with his mobile phone, didn't raise his head and nodded.
Wen Qing'er sat towards Wang Han, "Brother Ninth Young Master, you ten guys will be so awesome this time!"
But what she didn't expect was that even though she died.
Wang Han suddenly covered his nose and moved to the side, and said with disgust, "What have you eaten? The mouth is stinky and smelly!"