High-profile King

In the middle of the night, one of the most expensive sections of the entire Xiangyuan residential property is the hillside of Hutou Mountain, a suburb of Bandung.

A huge mansion consisting of a Western-style courtyard with an area of ​​thousands of square meters and an ancient palace-style mansion with carved beams.

An old man with a full head and a handsome face, sitting in a spacious and dark study, looking at the angel fountain flowing outside the window, speechless for a long time.

Beside him, a thin, tall figure hidden in the shadows stood silently, always immobile like a statue.

Suddenly, the old man's voice hoarsely said: "Da Yin, today's moonlight is very beautiful and bright, and it's 15 years later.

Time flies so fast. "

"Yes." The thin tall figure simply answered a word.

"You are always the same," the old man said with a smile: "For decades, no matter who he speaks with, he is not willing to talk nonsense for half a word.

The life of ‘tired but not tired’. "

"Yes." The thin and tall figure returned another word.

The old Huafa shook helplessly, as if remembering something, and then the words turned: "Taro Yuanzai is having trouble again today.

Why is this dead boy so restless?

The arrogance of the character, the ups and downs, the troubles everywhere, is exactly the same as when I was young. "

Although the tone is complaining, the voice of the voice is full of love.

Da Yin explained meticulously: "Master Yuan today has a conflict with a young man from a foreign country on the top floor of the 'Xiang Yulan' building.

The young man showed three extraordinary abilities: shrinking, flesh flying behind, and manifesting multiple fantasy species.

And fantasy species should have supernatural powers that interfere with the law of cause and effect, but the level is not high, only about 6 levels.

But by his age, it's not bad.

Because of this addition, Master Yuan has already tried to provoke others in order to succeed in front of women three times a month.

So I let the young man curse Master Yuan with magical powers, and broke him as a warning. "

"It should be." The old man of Huafa nodded repeatedly, "Drilling under the crotch of the woman all day long, bravely fighting, without any fuss.

If he goes on like this, he will have to die on the woman's belly sooner or later. "

"Yes." Dayin regained his widowed words and spit out another word.

"By the way, what is the origin of the young man who is in conflict with Taro Yuanzi," said Hua Fa, the old man, said: "It is hard to have a fantasy-like legacy like this.

Not to mention the plural, it is possible to master the fantasy species of the most mysterious power of "causal destiny". "

"Bandung connects the east and west continents and has been in the port for a hundred years. The market is like a wild barren dazzle.

I didn't get him right. "

"Then check it out," Huafa said: "What is the most precious and talented person in the world today.

Isn't he a foreigner? He ran away from his hometown at a young age and came to Xiangyuan, who might have some lasting pains.

If the foundation is clean, let's help and absorb him into the club.

The future may be our double-flowered red stick of "He Yi Sheng Sheng" to save blood for the community and sell their lives. "

"Yes." Da Yin heard a word and promised.

Then there was silence in the study.

At the same time, on the second floor of an old hotel on Emerald Avenue.

Zhang Jiao preliminarily handled the superb raw materials such as ancient gold and real mercury that he bought in the afternoon. He took off his hat and touched the smooth top of his head and sighed for a long time.

The scar on the head has been healed by blessing the nutrients of voltaic force.

But his hair could not be regenerated immediately. He could only cut off three thousand troubles and turned into a bald look.

It ’s okay to be ugly, but when I think that I was almost ambushed and assassinated during the day, I ca n’t find a way to investigate because I have a weak power.

However, even if he guessed the cause of the disaster, because it was impossible to verify and even prevent it, he could only passively defend, and Zhang Jiao was full of melancholy.

In the end, we can only rely on desperate practice and meditation to strive to improve our strength and fight against the feeling of helplessness.

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as it was dawning, he went out for breakfast and hurried to the Dasheng Tea Restaurant to sign a formal store transfer contract.

Unexpectedly, at the tea restaurant, in addition to Uncle Kui, Zhang Jiao even saw a familiar figure.

The indictment lawyer Liang Xiaozhou, who was in the Marine Police First Aid Center, asked him to ask questions.

"Miss Liang, why are you here?" Zhang Jiao asked unexpectedly.

"Mr. Zhang in the morning." Liang Xiaozhou also showed a surprised expression. "It turns out you are the one who wants to bear the" Great Saint ".

My father's name is Liang Kuisheng and he is the owner of this store.

Last night, I happened to go home to eat with my parents. When he heard that he had pushed the shop out, I volunteered to help you sign a contract.

He was so old that he had to run to the lawyer's office. "

When Liang Kuisheng saw it, he asked strangely, "Do you know?"

"Because of work, I contacted." Liang Xiaozhou casually returned to his dad, then looked at Zhang Jiao and said: "I have already prepared the contract.

Please take a look at Mr. Zhang. If there is no objection, we will sign the contract. "

Zhang Jiao nodded and said, "Okay."

Sit across from Liang Xiaozhou and start looking at the contract.

Liang Kuisheng seemed quite dissatisfied with his daughter's vague response to her own questions, and muttered: "A good barrister doesn't do it, he has to be a public prosecutor.

Not to mention making money, and the mystery of the gods all day long, even my dad is hiding it.

Having a daughter is equivalent to Bai Yang. I only go home to eat once a few days ... "

"Dad, don't you always talk about old tunes, okay." Liang Xiaozhou said flatly: "No matter how I say, I won't resign from the Department of Justice.

Please, just let me do the work I want to do, please. "

"Women will marry someone sooner or later, you are so busy at work," Liang Kuisheng said, but still not reluctantly chattering, "There is no time to even fall in love.

How to find your other half ... "

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But because they are both young people, they understood Liang Xiaozhou's helplessness when he was being whispered by the magic sound. After a quick glance at the contract, Zhengyi shot out: "Okay, Uncle Kui, I have read the contract and have no objections.

Let's sign a contract. "

He signed his name on the contract and took out the check he had prepared earlier and handed it over.

Millions are about to be credited, Liang Kuisheng no longer cares about his daughter, took the check, and signed the name on the contract.

Afterwards, his expression was sad and melancholy reaching out to Zhangjiao: "Okay young man, this shop is yours.

I'm selling the surplus in the freezer today, severing the buddies, you can take over tomorrow. "

"Then I will order a decoration company today, and I will directly remodel the store tomorrow." Zhang Jiao and Liang Kuisheng shook hands and completed the transaction with a smile.