beauty hunter

Chapter 608 The Mysterious Rich Man (1 more)

Chapter 608 The Mysterious Rich Man

Lie Heng said coldly: "I have a friend in the northern suburbs. He has a private jet and can give us a ride."

Wen Yan suddenly got up: "Let's go now!"

Lie Heng's expression became strange: "Aren't you afraid that I will harm you?" When you reach the high altitude, all your skills are useless. If you fall hundreds of meters, the iron man will fall to pieces!

Wen Yan walked past him: "I said, I bet."

Lie Heng was silent for a moment, didn't speak again, turned around and followed him out the door.

Half an hour later, the two arrived in front of a mountain villa by car.

After getting off the car, Wen Yan looked at the sign beside the luxuriously decorated European-style gate, and read out: "Yang Zhai, your friend's surname is Yang?"

Lie Heng said indifferently: "Yang Weisheng, you may have heard of this name before."

Wen Yan shook his head and said, "This is the first time I've heard of it. What do you do? Do you have a deep friendship with you?"

Lie Heng walked towards the gate: "The boss of Quanmin Department Store Industrial Co., Ltd., I saved his life back then, so he will still help with a little favor."

Sure enough, Lie Heng reported his name to the communicator next to the gate, and the gate immediately opened slowly to both sides.

Wen Yan stepped into Yang's house together with him, looked left and right, and said involuntarily, "This place is quite big."

Although it is quite far away from downtown Yanjing, Yang Weisheng is really extraordinary to be able to buy such a huge independent manor here as a residence.

Lie Heng said nonchalantly: "National People's Department Store ranked ninth in the official annual ranking of private enterprises last year. Mr. Yang started from scratch and achieved today's wealth. He is one of the most respected outstanding entrepreneurs."

Wen Yan didn't have any feeling about the rankings, and didn't know what level ninth was, so he just said, "What did he use to take us to Mohe?"

Lie Heng is now his slave, and he has to answer every question he has, explaining: "He has a private helicopter."

Wen Yan had already guessed this possibility, so he couldn't help but cheer up.

Will this guy's private jet be as advanced as Zhao Fuhai's?

Passing through the tree-lined path behind the gate, a small car drove over from a distance.

It was the first time Wen Yan saw this kind of car, and asked in surprise, "Then what is it?"

Lie Heng gave him a strange look: "Haven't you seen a golf cart?"

Wen Yan blinked: "I've heard of golf. It's a car brand. What is a golf cart?"

Lie Heng was speechless and stopped.

The car approached quickly, and there was a hale and hearty old man in the car. He parked the car next to the two of them and jumped off the driveway: "The plane is ready, let's go now?"

Lie Heng nodded and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Director Yang."

The old man was about sixty years old, and he said with great interest: "You seldom ask me for help, this time it's just for this kid? Who is he to you? Your son? Or your apprentice?"

Wen Yan looked at him with a dark face.

I am so handsome, how could I have such an ugly "father" as Lie Heng!

Lie Heng said with a little embarrassment: "This...can be regarded as a friend."

The old man was surprised: "Friend? You have such a young friend? It's strange."

Wen Yan glanced at Lie Heng, did not expose his words, smiled and said: "There are a lot of acquaintances. Director Yang, I'm sorry to trouble you this time, can we leave immediately?"

The old man smiled and said: "Of course, come to me again when I have a chance. I really want to know what kind of person can be friends with a character like Lie Heng. Get in the car! I will take you there. If you walk, walk well." In a while."

Wen Yan couldn't help but glance at Lie Heng again.

It seems that this guy usually has a hard time making friends.

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The helicopter found a suitable place outside the city of Mohe and landed.

Wen Yan and Lie Heng got off the helicopter, and after the helicopter left, the former said: "This guy's helicopter is so small."

Lie Heng was stunned: "Small?" Anyone who can own a private jet is a rich man who everyone envies, and Wen Yan still thinks that the helicopter is small!

Wen Yan turned around and walked towards the car not far away: "It's nothing." What he was thinking about was Zhao Fuhai's helicopter, which can seat more than ten people, but Yang Weisheng's has only four seats, which is obviously not the same class. It seems that private jets There is also a difference between high and low, this Director Yang is no match for Zhao Fuhai in terms of financial resources.

The car that came was Luo Yunzhu's car. Wen Yan had already contacted her before boarding the plane, and she sent a car to pick her up.

After getting in the car, the car went straight into Mohe and headed towards Shensefang.

In the car, Lie Heng didn't know who he was going to meet, but he couldn't help asking: "This car is pretty good, yours?"

Wen Yan said casually: "Have you heard of Luo Yunzhu? This is her car."

Lie Hengfang was obsessed with the world of martial arts, but he still heard the name, and said with emotion: "Ya'er likes her songs very much, you actually know her?"

Wen Yan thought secretly that Luo Yunzhu was really so popular, and said, "That's right."

The sky gradually darkened.

At seven o'clock in the evening, when the lights came on, the car finally stopped outside Shense Square.

After getting off the car and going upstairs, the two were led directly to the top floor and stopped outside one of the rooms.

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang.

"Please come in!" Luo Yunzhu's voice came from inside.

Lin Shuyuan, who brought them up, opened the door for them, cast a ambiguous look at Wen Yan, and then turned to leave.

Wen Yan said to Lie Heng: "You stay here and guard."

Lie Heng almost exploded.

This guy really treats him as a slave, directing him to do things so easily!

But thinking about his promise, he suppressed his anger, snorted coldly, and turned his back to the door.

Wen Yan ignored him, walked in, and closed the door behind his back.

In the dark room, Luo Yunzhu was standing beside a luxurious big bed, when he turned around and saw him coming, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You are finally here, if you are two hours late, Mr. Murong will be gone! "

Wen Yan has already seen an old man lying on the bed, he must be over seventy, he is old, he is wearing pajamas, his eyes are slightly closed, if he does not know that he is still alive, no matter who looks at him, he will Thought he was dead.

On the other side of the bed, a beautiful and luxuriously dressed young woman snorted softly, "Yunzhu, is this what you call a 'miracle doctor'? It doesn't look like a miraculous doctor."

Luo Yunzhu turned her head and said: "Madam, he is a real person who doesn't show his face. Although he looks like a little boy, he is very capable. Let him try and you will know."

"Old... old madam?" Wen Yan lost his voice, "You call this young and beautiful 34c beauty old madam?!"

"It's so rude!" The young woman raised her willow eyebrows slightly, her cheeks flushed slightly, "Yunzhu!"

"Don't be angry, old lady, he has this kind of virtue, you will get used to it after listening to it." Luo Yunzhu has long been accustomed to Wen Yan's words, and persuaded, "It's the old man's illness that matters now."

Hearing "the old man's illness", the young woman's expression softened a little, and she snorted, "You are so frivolous, what strength can you have? For your sake, I brought my husband here, don't disappoint our trust in you!"

Luo Yunzhu turned to look at Wen Yan: "Come here soon!"

Wen Yan was stunned by the word "husband", and couldn't help asking: "What's going on?" In the previous phone call, Luo Yunzhu had been impatiently explaining to him in detail.

Luo Yunzhu said seriously: "Don't you need the money urgently? This is the solution. I have already agreed with Mrs. Murong that as long as you can cure the old man's illness, he will lend you the money, interest-free! "

"What? Borrow?" Wen Yan asked in surprise.

"Either wait a week and I'll give it to you without paying it back." Luo Yunzhu glared at him.

"..." Wen Yan was speechless.

But for now, this is not a solution, it is better than nothing.

Luo Yunzhu suddenly pulled him aside, and said in a low voice: "By the way, although it's just a loan, I got the favor for you. You can't use this to say that I didn't give you enough conditions to not help me."

Wen Yan rolled his eyes: "That won't work, then I'm not at a big loss."

Luo Yunzhu said angrily: "You!"

Wen Yan rolled his eyes and laughed: "Don't be so angry, I've made a note of this favor, and your sickness is on me. But, I borrowed too much money, I'm afraid I can't pay it back, why don't you help me?" I take half of it."

Luo Yunzhu stared at him for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, I half admit it."

Wen Yan said happily: "Deal! By the way, who are they? Why are they so rich?"

Luo Yunzhu snorted: "You don't have to worry about it, I promised him not to say anything."

Wen Yan said indifferently: "Okay, let's see what's wrong with this old man first."

The two walked to the hospital bed, and the young woman opened her mouth and said, "My husband was about five years ago..."

Wen Yan interrupted her: "Don't say it yet, let me see." He reached out and pressed the top of the old man's head.

The young woman was seldom interrupted by others, and she looked sullen, but she didn't say anything because he was a "miracle doctor".

But after a while, she suddenly felt something was wrong, and said angrily, "What are you staring at me for?"

Wen Yan's hand kept moving slightly on the old man's head, but his eyes were always locked on her, and he said thoughtfully: "Your complexion is not very good."

The young woman was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help reaching out to touch her cheek.

Luo Yunzhu twitched her lips: "It's so dark here, can you see her face clearly?"

Wen Yan said without turning his head: "I can still see a small mole on the inside of your left thigh. Do you think I can see her face clearly?"

Luo Yunzhu was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help lowering her head, and said in a broken voice, "This is impossible!"

She is wearing a dress, the material has a little transparent effect, but even in broad daylight, it is difficult for ordinary people to see the scene inside her through the dress. Now the light is so dim that it is almost like the light is not turned on. How can this guy see get!

Without further ado, Wen Yan grabbed her skirt and lifted it up, exposing ###'s thighs.

The young woman on the opposite side looked over blankly, and she managed to see a small mole on the inner thigh of Luo Yunzhu.

Luo Yunzhu screamed, hurriedly covered her skirt, and said angrily: "Stinky rascal!"

The young woman was surprised.

She understood Luo Yunzhu's temper. If she had been "molested" like this before, this girl would have turned her face and beat her up long ago, but now she just scolded without pain or itching. What's going on?

Luo Yunzhu's scream woke up the old man on the bed. The latter's eyelids moved slightly and he opened his eyes.

The young woman immediately bent down: "Husband, you are awake, is the light okay?"

The old man said weakly: "It's...not bad, who is he?"

Wen Yan withdrew his hand, didn't look at the old man, and continued to say to the young woman: "A person's complexion can reveal many physical conditions. Your complexion is very bad, and it's a bit weird. You'd better go to the hospital for an examination to see if there is any abnormality. What a serious illness."

The young woman's heart was shocked, but she said with a straight face: "This is my business, what you want to see now is my husband's illness!"

Wen Yan said indifferently: "He has reached the end of his life, there is nothing more to see."