Mr.Fan, please Leave me alone

Lu Yiyao was even more nervous when he said this. They had nothing to do with the manager. It's not good to go up and ask someone else's inside story?

Looking at fan Shaochen, he leaned happily against the column, his hands around his chest, looked around indifferently, and then looked at her. He grabbed his arm with one hand, bent his body, and looked guilty

"You, why aren't you nervous at all? What's the manager's name? What's the source?" she was really nervous. This time she understood that she was coming for them. If she couldn't ask the inside story and couldn't deal with it, there would be no way to solve it at that time!

Fan Shaochen looked at Lu Yiyao's anxious appearance and patted her on the head. He comforted her: "don't be nervous. I won't let the hotel be demolished. The old man's name is Murong. He is in his seventies. He is very dignified and meticulous. He hates people playing small tricks under his eyes. He won't forgive as long as he finds it, so we should be more careful later."

Lu Yiyao nodded and suddenly smiled: "how can I feel like a spy with you? If I die, you remember to run!"

"Oh." fan Shaochen smiled helplessly. At this time, she was still in the mood to joke. She was really heartless

The pointer slowly moved towards ten o'clock, and the old man walked into a young man, dressed very rock and roll, and his hair was dyed in all colors, which was particularly inconsistent with this place.

"Who is that? How did he help him go?" Lu Yiyao asked strangely, while fan Shaochen frowned tightly.

How could it be him

"Go, let's go." fan Shaochen grabbed Lu Yiyao's wrist and stopped Murong at the door, "Hello, manager mu."

Murong narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "are you... Fan Shaochen?"

"Yes." fan Shaochen nodded with humility and meekness on his face.

"What are you doing here!" the man around Murong opened his mouth and looked at fan Shaochen with hostility.

"Rong Feng, don't talk like this." Murong said sternly. The man named Rong Feng immediately shut his mouth, but looked at fan Shaochen with a hostile face.

"Do you have anything to do with me? It's late now, and I'm ready to go back and have a rest." Murong looked at fan Shaochen, very indifferent, with a pair of long-term eyes with a sense of endless vicissitudes.

"I'm sorry to bother you for some time, manager mu. I have some questions to ask you about the street construction in Northwest China." fan Shaochen asked directly, and Lu Yiyao next to him clenched fan Shaochen's sleeve more nervously.

"Oh? I don't know what you want to ask?" Murong was obviously surprised.

"I remember when I made public the news some time ago, the scope of demolition did not seem to include the side of the edge Hotel, but now I have been notified that it will be demolished on the 20th of this month. I want to ask the reason." fan Shaochen looked at Murong's old face with deep eyes and seemed to want to find some answers from his face.

But Murong was always very insipid, very insipid. When he heard the speech, he just frowned, "is that hotel yours?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry. This is the above arrangement. I just execute the order to inform you. I'm sorry I can't help you." Murong said calmly. He stood up and wanted to leave. Fan Shaochen quickly blocked in front of him and asked persistently: "I know this is the above arrangement. I just want to know why the demolition scope is changed? I remember that the area of the aquarium is not so large. Our hotel can't hinder the construction of the aquarium."

Murong looked at the young man in front of him and narrowed his eyes again. He knew him in a business speech, because he appreciated his entrepreneurial experience. Seeing the young man on the first side, he knew he was not simple. Obviously he was so young, but he always had a calm atmosphere, as if nothing could shake him Inside.

This young man is not easy to mess with.

When Murong looked at him, Murong Feng stopped him again. He was Murong's grandson. His parents died in a car accident and grew up with Murong. They had a good relationship. Even if Murong Feng loved playing, he would come to pick him up every night.

I have a little holiday with fan Shaochen.

"My grandfather said that if you can't control it, you can't control it. Isn't fan Shaochen very capable? Now you know to ask for someone? We have no obligation to help you!" Murong Feng looked at him sarcastically and helped Murong leave

"Hey that man..." Lu Yiyao listened to his words angrily and came forward to discuss with him, but fan Shaochen dragged them back and watched them get on the bus and leave.

"Why did you drag me? He just said you, why did he say you!" Lu Yiyao was very angry. Seeing that green hair he dyed is not a good thing!

Fan Shaochen bent his lips and said carefully, "I want to say, is he the grandson of manager mu or my sworn enemy? What should I do?"

"Why -" Lu Yiyao didn't react at once, and then looked at him in shock, "you, what you said is true?"

Are they sworn enemies? Is that green hair or Murong's grandson?

My God? What a coincidence

"Well, since you know why you're here, they won't promise us." Lu Yiyao said sadly. She was very lost. Can't the hotel really keep it

"What are you worried about? Nothing in the world is difficult. I'm afraid that if you have a heart, we will succeed." fan Shaochen calmly pinched Lu Yiyao's face and looked at the place where Murong left, with a sharp flash in his eyes.

Back home, Lu Yiyao collapsed on the bed and looked at the ceiling. She felt stuffy in her chest. It was less than two days before the demolition. How could they solve this matter.

After she came back from Australia, she didn't offend anyone. Murong said it was arranged by the above, and the above is mayor Xiang Qiang, but she also said it was arranged by the above to her uncle and father. Who is the person above

Just when she was fascinated, fan Shaochen gently picked her up, looked at her tired face, kissed her face, and promised: "don't worry, I won't let the hotel be demolished. I'll go to the manager again tomorrow."

"Why don't we go find uncle Xiang? He's the mayor and must know very well." Lu Yiyao asked, holding his clothes.

Fan Shaochen gently shook his head, flashed something at the bottom of his eyes, and said in a low voice: "just because he is the mayor, what he said is not credible."

In fact, he already had some directions in his mind. He just needed to confirm it in Murong.

Lu Yiyao blinked, a little confused: "what do you mean?"

Uncle Xiang is my father's good friend for many years. What he said can't be false. Moreover, he has always been very honest. It's easier to ask Uncle directly than manager mu, who is difficult to get close to.

Fan Shaochen smiled but couldn't speak. Lu Yiyao was full of helplessness. Although she was sometimes smart, she still couldn't see through some deep things. People's hearts can be summarized in more than two words.