After a silent night, Han Baihang got up early and stretched himself leisurely. The matter of Yantu had been taken care of now. He just waited to wish Zhang Renkui his birthday today and then he could set off back to Yongcheng.
As for who marries Zhang Ruolan, that is out of his control. Fortunately, Wu Peifu contacted such a document and found out the relationship between Huang Jinrong and Zeng Yujun, otherwise he would really have been taken advantage of.
Thinking like this, Han Baihang felt that the sun was particularly bright today, so he turned to Mie Yagyu who was still sleeping and said: "You stay here today and don't go anywhere. After I finish my work, I will find a way to take you with me."
Out of town."
There was silence among the bed curtains, and Han Baihang felt something was wrong. When he lifted the bed curtains, he found that the bed was empty, and there was no trace of Mie Yagyu anywhere.
"Where did this little girl go? Could it be that..." A terrible idea came to Han Baihang's mind and he hurried out the door.
As soon as he pushed open the door, he was met by someone. Han Baihang stopped him with his big hand and hugged the person in his arms.
"Are you OK."
Han Baihang looked at the person in his arms and was stunned for a moment. The familiar face, the familiar scent, the familiar way of encounter, everything seemed to have been set up like a script.
"I'm fine, can you let me go?" Lu Lanchun lowered her head and said in a voice as loud as a mosquito.
Han Baihang retracted his hand in embarrassment, looked at Lu Lanchun longingly, and said dullly: "Miss Lu, long time no see."
Seeing Han Baihang's silly look, Lu Lanchun couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckled. The shy look that lowered her head made Han Baihang feel like he was in the warm spring sun, filled with indescribable joy and warmth.
"You are still so reckless."
"Yes, yes. Why are you here?"
"You forgot, I'm here to wish Mr. Zhang a birthday, of course I'm here." Lu Lanchun said matter-of-factly.
Han Baihang scratched his head and said: "That's not what I meant, I meant why do you live here? Didn't you and Huang Jinrong..."
There was a sudden silence at this point. Their expressions changed a little. Lu Lanchun's smile gradually disappeared and she whispered: "I can't get used to living with them. It's close to Zhang Mansion, so I decided to live here on my own."
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As she spoke, Lu Lanchun secretly looked at Han Baihang. The expectation and fantasy revealed in her eyes were quietly hidden deep in her pupils.
"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I have to leave first."
After Lu Lanchun finished speaking, she took small steps, as if she was nostalgic and reluctant to leave, as if she was waiting for something.
No matter how long the corridor is, it can't withstand small footsteps. Lu Lanchun's figure slowly disappeared around the corner. Han Baihang seemed to want to open his mouth to retain something, but said nothing.
"Company commander, what's wrong with you?"
Han Baihang came back to his senses and said to his men: "I'm fine. Are you ready with the gift I asked you to prepare?"
"Everything is ready. It's ready downstairs."
"Okay, let's go."
"By the way, company commander, that was Miss Lu Lanchun just now."
"What's wrong?" Han Baihang asked curiously.
"I heard that the Zhang family prepared a big house for Lu Lanchun, but he couldn't live in it and had to stay in this small hotel. No." The soldier pointed to the room next to Han Baihang and said: "
Even this one, I don’t know what I think.”
Han Baihang glanced at the room next to him, then at the place where Lu Lanchun left, and couldn't help but sigh.
"It's almost time, let's go." Han Baihang tidied his clothes and walked towards the Zhang family.
Some things are destined to be missed, and life always moves forward with regret.
As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Zhang family, Han Baihang was instantly enveloped in a festive atmosphere, as if the fire last night was just a dream, and there was just an empty corner of the Zhang family courtyard, as if someone had wiped it directly from the ground.
Not even the slightest trace of fire can be seen.
Han Baihang was led into the hall, and he saw Zhang Renkui in a red robe at a glance. His face was red, full of energy, and he was always filled with a satisfied smile. Zhang Ruolan stood aside, her red cheongsam vividly outlines her perfect figure.
, standing there, like a blooming rose, delicate and fiery.
"Congratulations, old man!"
"Oh, Baihang is here, sit down quickly, sit down quickly." Zhang Renkui saw Han Baihang and immediately went to greet him, saying with a bright face: "I'm so sorry last night, Zhang Cunhuai can't do things, why did he make trouble in your room.
I have dealt with him, and I will have a couple of drinks with you today as an apology to you."
Han Baihang hurriedly handed over his hands and said humbly: "What are you talking about? It's me who should apologize. We won't go home until we get drunk today."
"You won't go home until you're drunk, you won't go home until you're drunk. Hahaha." Zhang Renkui laughed and said, "There are a lot of people today. We are all acquaintances. You don't want to go out. I will take care of you, old man, but don't blame me for being a guest.
Not careful."
"If anything, just take care of yourself. You can get busy first." Han Baihang said as Zhang Renkui took him to a table and sat down.
Han Baihang glanced at the people on the table, and Huang Huangrong and Zhang Xueliang were among them. The rest of the people were also well-known people. Han Baihang had heard about them more or less, but he had never seen them.
As soon as he sat down, Huang Huangrong, who was sitting on Han Baihang's left hand, glanced at Han Baihang and said, "Captain Han, I'm afraid that matter has changed."
Han Baihang frowned and said coldly: "What, you want to go back on your promise?"
Huang Jinrong said with a shy chubby face: "We didn't sign a contract or anything, but I think your conditions are not very good. I don't want to do this business."
Han Baihang didn't expect Huang Jinrong to be so thick-skinned and go back on what he had promised. He really had no credibility at all. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Aren't you afraid of Yushuai's reproach for doing this?"
As soon as the word "Yushuai" came out, everyone at the table immediately fell silent and turned their attention to the two of them. Huang Huangrong, as if nothing had happened, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip and said: "Business is business, politics is politics.
How about this? You go and ask for a copy of Yushuai's handwriting right away. I, Old Huang, won't say anything, even if I lose money to the Huangpu River, I will do this business. How about it?"
Huang Jinrong looked at Han Baihang with a proud face, his eyes full of sarcasm. Han Baihang looked at his disgusting face and wanted to punch him to pieces.
It was obvious that Han Baihang had used Wu Peifu's name to pull off the tiger's skin as a banner. He had already known about it, or it could be said that it had been known by Lin Guisheng. That's why Huang Huangrong was so unscrupulous.
In this way, I am afraid that my military expenditures will come to nothing again.
Huang Jinrong looked at Han Baihang's deflated face, and his heart was already filled with joy. He leaned into Han Baihang's ear and whispered softly: "Don't think that I don't know what you are up to. I'll kill you in Shanghai, just like crushing an ant to death."
It’s easy to take a quick look, and Wang Qiming is a lesson learned for you.”
