Ultimate soldier king mixed city

Two or three minutes later, Wang Lan took Hao Meng's little hand and appeared on the third floor, but they saw Hao Meng's room was opened!

The two looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes, especially Hao Meng, who gently covered his mouth.

Although she never minded Wei Yunuo entering her room, even if she was sleeping in her room, she wasn't too surprised, but those situations had to be when she was at home, and now the door of the room was open, except for Wei Yunuo, there won't be anyone, so Wei Yunuo must have opened the room.

And in the air, you can still smell a faint smell of wine!

"Did Aunt Wei drink?" Hao Meng waited and looked at Wang Lan with wide eyes.

Wang Lan frowned slightly, thinking that there might be something going on here, after thinking about it, she decided to ask Wei Yunuo, but smiled and shook her head at Hao Meng, "It's okay, you shouldn't mind Aunt Wei being in your room sleep a little?"

Hao Meng blinked, then nodded, "I don't mind, of course I don't mind."

Wang Lan smiled and patted Hao Meng's head lovingly.

"Then let's go and see together?" Wang Lan asked.

Hao Meng nodded, but reached out and grabbed Wang Lan's clothes, looking a little nervous.

The two came to the door of Hao Meng's room lightly, only a few steps away, so it was only a very short time from talking to standing at the door, so just now they still had the slightly fluctuating emotions just now, but at this moment, When the gazes of the two were cast into the room at the same time, at this moment, Wang Lan froze in disbelief.

Hao Meng's eyes widened, and her hands tightly covered her mouth!

From the moment they went up to the third floor, they had been guessing what happened to Wei Yunuo, but after seeing it now, their eyes were straightened. On the bed, Wei Yunuo lay there quietly, sending out a calm expression. There was not much abnormality on the bed, but the most important thing was that there were enough clothes scattered around the big bed!

Most importantly, those clothes scattered all over the floor belonged to Hao Meng!

"How is this going!?"

No one could answer this question. Hao Meng couldn't help thinking about various possibilities in her mind. Many outrageous or similar thoughts kept appearing, and then her immature face gradually turned red .

Wang Lan also thought of many possibilities, but they were not as outrageous as Hao Meng. Her reaction was to immediately pull Hao Meng out of the room and look at her seriously.

"You wait below first, I want to talk to your Aunt Wei."

Hao Meng nodded, responded, looked worriedly at where her room was, and then ran downstairs with a thud.

Seeing Hao Meng go downstairs, Wang Lan frowned again and walked into Hao Meng's room.

Entering the room, the smell of wine became stronger.Coming to the bed, Wang Lan picked up the scattered clothes, and sat down beside Wei Yunuo.

Looking at Wei Yunuo who was sleeping soundly, she frowned slightly, as if she had encountered something unhappy even in her dream, and there was still a trace of tears in the corner of her eyes.

Wang Lan sighed, and lightly stroked Wei Yunuo's forehead a few times to ease the frown, but the knot between the brows still did not dissipate, and instead seemed a bit lonely, lonely and sentimental.

"Men don't have a good thing."

Said such a sentence with a hint of anger and more complicated emotions, Wang Lan looked out the window, his eyes were a little misty, and he seemed to think of that hateful figure.

After dawn, it is a new beginning, a new journey, no matter who cried, sad, or happy in the dark night, when the next day comes, everything that night is just a past, and what happened last night, Wang Both Lan and Hao Meng chose to forget, and did not mention it in front of Wei Yunuo. Wei Yunuo was a little guilty, but more of a sentimental about what happened last night.

Zhang Xiaofeng is still working in the Dahua Group, and still doesn't know that Wei Yunuo is Wang Lan's right-hand man. Secretary Wei, who is known to the entire business community in Donghai City, has always been kept in the dark by him, a layman, or , never thought that Wei Yunuo would be Secretary Wei of Dahua Group.

Feeling guilty or sighing, Zhang Xiaofeng ushered in the second day of work in the Dahua Group, and this day was the time when he made a bet with Li Yan, and the skylight came in from the window sill At that time, Zhang Xiaofeng had a glimmer of expectation. It is always a good thing that someone sends money.

On this day, he has already asked for leave with You Youcheng, so he will arrive at the champion taekwondo gym in Donghai City on time.

The time is close to eight o'clock, and nine o'clock is the time to officially bet with Li Yan. That will also be the time when Zhang Xiaofeng has won 500 million. How can a guy like Li Yan who only holds a sixth-degree black belt in Taekwondo understand? Got the power of national art.

With a slightly complicated mood, Zhang Xiaofeng faced the scattered sunlight and walked towards the section of the street with the most taxis. Coming out of the village in the old city, there was a bus stop with a lot of traffic not far away, and Zhang Xiaofeng was waiting there right now. A large parking spot on the left side of the bus station, here is a special point for taxis to pick up passengers.

It’s just that it seems a little strange here today. Usually there are many cars at this point, but no one came after waiting for a long time. Although Zhang Xiaofeng was not anxious, he was still a little annoyed, “Why hasn’t this car come here? Get to the car."

Zhang Xiaofeng frowned slowly, thinking that something was wrong, but thinking that it was impossible for Li Yan to have such great energy, and it was impossible for him to stretch his hand so far, he shook his head and laughed at himself, "I'll go, why should I?" If you can have such an idea, Li Yan can't be so arrogant."

After these words, as if to verify what he said, a taxi stopped steadily in front of him.

The window was rolled down, and there was a middle-aged driver sitting inside. He looked very kind, the kind that people couldn't help but want to get close to, but the car seemed a little new.

After Zhang Xiaofeng saw it, he frowned, and didn't look any further, but he always felt a little unhappy, and he didn't know where the reason came from.

"Young man, it seems that you have been waiting here for a long time. Get in the car. Although I dare not say that my car is the fastest, it must be the most stable, and it will definitely shorten the time you need to reach your destination."

The middle-aged driver’s explanation with a smile made Zhang Xiaofeng no longer hesitate. Originally, as long as he waited until the end, he would always take it. It’s really meaningless to pick a taxi. , It is comfortable to look at.

"I don't know if that's the case, but I'm not in a hurry, as long as you don't go too far, Master, it will be fine. Don't bully a countryman like me."

Zhang Xiaofeng smiled, his smile was honest and honest, but it looked more contagious than the middle-aged driver's smile.

The middle-aged driver was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Young man, you are really interesting, get in the car."

"I'm used to it. After all, I was raised by a farmer in a small village on the outskirts of Donghai City." Zhang Xiaofeng squinted his eyes and nodded with a smile, then opened the car door and got in.

The middle-aged driver listened to Zhang Xiaofeng's explanation, shook his head with a smile, put the car in gear, and drove the car out, the speed was not slow.

"I've been driving for so many years, and it's really rare to see someone who likes to talk so much with the driver before getting in the car, but I really like young people like you."

"It's rare for me to see a driver who likes to talk so much like you, brother, and also likes to boast so much." Zhang Xiaofeng laughed twice and responded.

After the words were finished, the eyes of the two met in the rearview mirror, and then a strange light flashed in each other's eyes, and then they suddenly burst out laughing at the same time.

After the laughter, the middle-aged driver asked, "Is the young man a local?"

Zhang Xiaofeng: "Hey, let's not talk about it just now. I am the son of a farmer in a remote village on the outskirts of Donghai City. I should be considered a local."

"The description of your identity as a local is really long, but it is very interesting. Can you tell me about your ideal?"

"Brother Driver, you are really special. You actually want to talk about ideals with people like me. I think my preference is to talk about life with beautiful women. As for ideals, that's not what I should think about, because my life is destined to stand In a very high place."

Zhang Xiaofeng lay lazily on the seat.

"Hahaha, not bad, the young man is very ambitious, not like me, he is old, how can he dare to think so much, just earn some money to support the family, and he is very happy to drink a few small burns occasionally, but there is a saying I think I should tell you about it, but I don’t know if you’d like to listen, little brother.”

The driver looked intently at the driving ahead, but the voice always came out of his mouth from time to time, and then fell into the back seat of the car.

"Little brother? This title seems very good. It's okay if you don't say it. Now it has whetted my appetite. Brother driver, just talk about it, and see if what you have to say can benefit me a lot."

The driver listened to Zhang Xiaofeng's words, and remained silent for some reason for a long time. The car got on the overpass, and then the direction gradually deviated from the route. Neither of them seemed to notice. From the beginning, Zhang Xiaofeng never said where he was going, and neither did the driver. I asked Zhang Xiaofeng where he was going.

After the car passed halfway through a rather long overpass, the middle-aged driver seemed to be relieved suddenly, and suddenly smiled, "Sorry, I was too absorbed in thinking about things just now."

"I know." Zhang Xiaofeng smiled, and the smile on his face looked more and more amiable, but no matter how you looked at it, he always felt that his face was a little stiff, and he was actually smiling, but he could still reach such a level of amiability. How strange.