Chapter 173: The Dark Arrow

Ersha Island, river view stacked villas.

Song Yuanzhe drank a few glasses of strong wine last night, and after getting up, he was a little dazed, not knowing where he was.

I bought the first batch of Hong Kong businessmen to come to Guangdong for property purchases. The floor decoration was not renovated, and it was in the European style. The furniture was all decorated with antiques, which looked old-fashioned and outdated. In addition, the outdoor river bank was trendy. Whether it was visual or smell, it was easy to make people feel moldy.

These nostalgic aesthetics like nostalgia are full of fantasy about the life of aristocratic people. If they sacrifice to Song Yuanzhe, at most they can only make a pretentious evaluation.

It really made him angry.

Because of the cold and dampness all night, the man's right leg was severely heavy since he got out of bed, sour and weak. The uneven gait between his legs was still difficult to correct after walking back and forth for several laps.

The feeling of being unhappy due to the environment has added another disgust.

Lin Yu

Lin Yu!

As usual, Lin Yu would wait outside the door if he got up late.

This time he called twice, but there was no movement.

This is a bit abnormal.

The room where Song Yuanzhe is currently living is facing east on the balcony, and you can see the condition of the inner garden and garage at the bottom of the building.His Maybach was parked at the berth at this time, and I think Lin Yu should still be in the villa.

But he remembered that there were no other vehicles parked next to him last night. Now there was a highlander, so it was obvious that new people arrived at the mansion.

If I remember correctly, the woman named Melisa said that Cheng Nianzhang was coming to discuss this morning.

He raised his hand and looked at the watch. It was past half past nine o'clock. No surprise, the owner should be that bad guy.

Realizing this, Song Yuanzhe rarely felt a little embarrassed.

After he became an adult, he basically never had any emotions called tension. His mood was strange and inexplicably surging, which made him feel at a loss whether mentally or physically.

The position of the nails embedded in the patella begins to feel dimly painful inappropriately.

After Song Yuanzhe stretched hard, he didn't see the improvement, so he leaned over and rubbed his knees. Sure enough... he felt a swollen and hard part.

This person must not curse himself easily.

Last night, he deceived Luo Shengsheng and said that his leg hurt, but it was not effective on the spot, but he could not escape the misfortune of a prophecy. In just half a day, he was probably believed by the god who got up early to work, and immediately returned all his promised retribution afterwards.

But this man doesn't believe in fate, let alone the punishment of the way of heaven.

In his eyes, it was just a coincidence and could not be caught in it.

He gritted his teeth and made a few soothing movements, and after controlling the pain to a certain endurance, he no longer delayed.

It made Cheng Nianzhang think that he was deliberately avoiding it. Song Yuanzhe took the appearance and pushed the door down, forcing his past behavior, and determined to pretend to be free to deal with this upcoming contest.

Mr. Song, you have gotten up.

In the atrium on the first floor, Lin Yu, who was originally sitting quietly, just saw Song Yuanzhe going down the ladder, and immediately stood up like a conditioned reflex.

When he greeted, he looked a little stiff, and he quickly moved his eyes away, reminding his boss in a vague way that the man sitting on his back was smoking...

Many of the visitors are bad.

Song Yuanzhe and Lin Yu had always had a tacit understanding. After he understood, he just nodded slightly to respond, and did not rush to make a sound.

The other party was also calm and knew that he was coming, but he didn't move, just treating him as air.

Cheng Nianzhang, your style is getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, when he got closer to sit down, Song Yuanzhe spoke.

It comes up with a sarcastic sarcasm with a contemptuous tone.

Cheng Nianzhang smiled when he heard this, leaned over and pressed out half of the cigarette that was about to burn in his hand, which was somewhat of a kind of respect.

This man has been quitting smoking recently. He hasn't touched him for a few days. He doesn't get addicted when he touches him occasionally. His self-control is really extraordinary.

Song Er slept well last night?I have been thinking about it all the time, for fear of neglecting you.

There is no one here, so you don’t need to say these hypocritical politeness.

Melisa arranged for Song Yuanzhe to go to Zhuhai to pick up his old residence last night after she went to Zhuhai to enter the country.

Now, except for the three of them, only the two security guards standing guard at the outer door are living creatures. With their current relationship, if they lose their outsiders, they will be more self-reliant.

Haha, then I don’t have much talk, just talk about the topic.

what ever.

Because the atrium was empty and the sofas they sat opposite were far apart. The two of them confronted each other so much that they really didn't look like they could talk about serious matters.

After looking at the watch, Cheng Nianzhang stood up and raised his hand to ask for it, pointed his head at the relatively quiet tea room on the side, and said lightly:

Let’s talk inside, Assistant Lin should not follow.

Listening to the words, Song Yuanzhe lowered his eyes and thought, his eyes slamming his left.

What exactly do you want to talk about?

Of course, it is just a private matter that only concerns us.

The word "Private Affairs" was accented by Cheng Nianzhang, revealing that the meaning was his own meaning, which sounds like a counter-use.It seems that this man wants to talk about more than Rashangsheng.

Lin Yu, you go to the car and wait first.

OK, call me if you have something to do.

Lin Yu was tactful and took the leave directly without saying much.

There were a few cans of Jin Junmei who were used to meet in the tea room, but no one served him, so Cheng Nianzhang helped to make two cups on his own.

His tea-making method was very poor. Song Yuanzhe looked in silence for a while, his eyes full of disgust.

Song Er, please.

I don't drink black tea.

Song Yuanzhe has a bit cute when he pretends to be tactful.

Whenever he encounters something he despises, he will say it directly to people close to him, and most of the time he will use it to refuse.

He also used this technique to Melisa last night, and he actually made a fool of himself and lie to him.

I forgot that you are always very picky and most of them look down on my skills.

You are quite self-aware.After saying this, Song Yuanzhe seemed to think of something, raised his eyebrows for half a second, and then he held the cup and sniffed the fragrance of tea: Tea is good tea, but a pity... it was ruined in the hands of you, the tea brewer.

Cheng Nian Zhang knew that he had something in his words, and after hearing this, he laughed:

I can't compare to you in terms of eating and drinking.

oh?If you can’t compare, you will grab food. Cheng Nianzhang, there is no such reason for being a human being?