Mr. Lu said with some displeasure: "The master of the palace is in retreat and has no time to pay attention to worldly affairs.
What's more, we have supported your Pei family to the top of the pyramid in Zhonghai City, and we have also helped Baili Changsheng to establish the Dragon and Tiger Society in Zhonghai City, reaching the height of being able to say the same thing. Is there anything else that you can't solve?
"
Baili Changsheng faintly heard what the other party said, and muttered in a low voice with some dissatisfaction: "He is just an old slave next to the palace master, and he has the nerve to sound so crazy."
Pei Yanzhi glared at Baili Changsheng, and continued to speak respectfully to the other end of the phone: "Mr. Lu, it's not that we mean to bother the old palace master, but we are indeed facing a crisis this time.
It’s Han Jiulin, the Chinese God of War, who came to Zhonghai City to destroy our Pei family’s Sansheng Group and Baili Changsheng’s Longhu Society, and cut off our financial path!”
"There are still people in this world who dare to call themselves the God of War?
Han Jiulin... what is he?"
Mr. Lu seemed to know nothing about Han Jiulin, and his tone was a bit indifferent and contemptuous.
Pei Yanzhi replied respectfully: "He is a war master in the Northern War Zone. He is a strong man in the divine realm. He can be considered young and promising."
Mr. Lu said calmly: "God realm?
Then it's understandable that you can't deal with it.
But there is no need to bother the palace master with such a small matter. I will tell the young palace master and ask him to go to Zhonghai and help you settle it."
"Okay, I'm sorry to bother you, Lu Lao. Please ask the young hall master to come to Zhonghai as soon as possible. Han Jiulin is coming very fiercely, and we may not be able to resist it for a few days."
What Mr. Lu said was completely within Pei Yan's expectation. Let alone the palace master who was in retreat, even if the palace master was not in retreat, there was a high probability that he would not come in person.
"I understand, but the young master is aloof and arrogant, so I can't guarantee when he will arrive."
After Mr. Lu answered calmly, he hung up the phone directly.
Zhonghai City, outside the Second Ring Road, is a high-end villa residential community, Jing'an Yaju, located at Lane 124, Gaochang Road.
Fan Keqi's Panamera slowly stopped in the community.
Han Jiulin took a look at the beautiful environment in the community and praised: "As expected of the president of a large group with a market capitalization of tens of billions, the place where he lives is quiet and luxurious."
In this community, there are dense and towering green plants, just like a small forest in the city.
A variety of villas and bungalows are strategically located, and there are also public facilities such as swimming pools and miniature golf courses.
It can be said to be an excellent place to find tranquility in the midst of the hustle and bustle.
"When other people say this, I would take it as a sincere compliment. But for you, who has a royal palace in the capital, to say this kind of thing makes me feel full of ridicule."
Fan Keqi rolled her eyes, so speechless, so speechless.
While talking, Fan Keqi parked the car outside her residential villa.
Next to the villa numbered D-12.
After Han Jiulin and Fan Keqi left the cinema, they were worried that the death of Wang Yuanhou and others would have a psychological impact on Fan Keqi, so they took the initiative to send Fan Keqi home.
Along the way, Han Jiulin observed and found that Fan Keqi's condition was quite normal, and he felt relieved. So after sending Fan Keqi to the door of his house, he said goodbye.
Seeing that Han Jiulin was about to leave, Fan Keqi grabbed Han Jiulin's wrist and said, "In the past few years when I was in Zhonghai, few high school classmates from Linyi came to contact me. Usually, even if someone came to see me, they would go out to eat.
He never bothers me and comes to my house.
It's not easy for you to come here today. If you don't come through the door again and spread the word in the future, others will say that I, Fan Keqi, have my eyes above my head and don't care about the friendship between classmates."
Han Jiulin laughed dumbly, nodded and said, "Okay, go up and sit for a while."
Fan Keqi then turned from anger to joy, and walked home with Han Jiulin with a smile on her face.
At the same time, in a high-end business car far away on the path in front of the villa, three men all squinted their eyes and watched Han Jiulin and Fan Keqi enter the villa.
Sitting in the passenger seat, a burly man with short hair said in a cold voice: "There is actually someone who dares to pry into President Baili's corner. That boy is so brave!"
"That boy is thin and tender, and he looks like he is easy to seduce women. What should we do?"
The long-haired man sitting in the driver's seat asked with a smile.
A younger man sitting in the back said: "Should I report to Dai Zuoshi first?
He asked us to report to him at any time if there is any situation."
The three of them were ordered by Dai Qing not long ago to come to monitor Fan Keqi's door. Their task was to keep an eye on Fan Keqi's door to see if Fan Keqi would go home tonight, or if he would be with someone else.
Man goes home.
Everyone knows who Fan Keqi is and a recent member of the Dragon and Tiger Society.
That was the woman Baili Changsheng planned to marry as his eighteenth wife.
In the past half month, Baili Changsheng has been pursuing Fan Keqi every day. This matter has already been known to everyone.
With this level of identity and relationship, it is self-evident why Dai Qing asked them to monitor Fan Keqi.
"No!"
The short man in the co-pilot raised his hand to stop him: "Brothers, this is a great opportunity for us. There are so many members of the Dragon and Tiger Society. What do the three of us mean? How can we usually have the opportunity to personally serve President Baili?
If we report this matter to Dai Zuoshi truthfully, at best we can only complete the task normally, do you think Dai Zuoshi will reward us?"
The other two people shook their heads.
Dai Qing just asked them to come here and keep an eye on someone. This is not something that requires technical skills or strenuous effort. What reward can he get?
I’m afraid there won’t even be any rewards!
The short-haired man smiled coldly, raised his hand and touched the stubble in his prickly hair, and continued: "But if we get rid of that pretty boy and scare the other boys away from Fan Keqi, what do you think?
President Li, will you reward us?"
The eyes of the other two people immediately lit up.
"However, Dai Zuozhi asked us to report to him first if there is any situation. He did not let us take action. If we take action rashly..." The young man sitting in the back row hesitated.
"What are you afraid of?
That kid dared to pry into the corner of President Baili and deserved his death. Let's break his legs. It's a merit but no fault. What else can Dai Zuozhi say about us?
Of course, if you really don’t dare to go, just stay here, so whether it’s merit or demerit, it’s our business and has nothing to do with you.”
The long-haired young man narrowed his eyes and sneered, looking at his companions in the back row with contempt.