"Ha! Brat, come on here. What's so great about the Nine Tribulations Sanxian?"
Niu Niu was stimulated, and she also raised her arms and shook them up and down, indicating that she was not a vegetarian either.
As a result, Ding Zhanpeng's impromptu lesson meeting fell through and became a battlefield between Xiao Ding Ding and Niu Niu.
"Okay, stop making trouble for me, don't make trouble anymore."
Ding Zhanpeng touched his forehead and almost fainted. He regretted buying the jade flute, which caused a big trouble for himself.
Perhaps after the incident just now, Xiao Dingding and Niuniu are very obedient.
As soon as Ding Zhanpeng opened his mouth, they shut their mouths and stood aside obediently.
Ding Zhanpeng nodded, very satisfied with their performance, and said with a smile: "If you are so obedient every day, I will feel much more comfortable."
Little Ding Ding and Niu Niu neither agreed nor opposed, just like a piece of wood, motionless.
Ding Zhanpeng sighed, and suddenly saw a black shadow gradually approaching in the distance.
When the enemy and the enemy were unknown, Ding Zhanpeng was expressionless and focused on guard.
After a minute, the black shadow got closer and closer, revealing its true colors.
A Mercedes-Benz A-class car was speeding on the road, and the headlights of the car were constantly flashing, as if making some kind of signal.
Ding Zhanpeng knew it well, and guessed that the person driving the car was not Murong Guo.
Because Murong Guo knew his exact location, there was no need to probe like this.
Sure enough, the car passed by Ding Zhanpeng quickly, advanced a hundred meters, braked suddenly, and backed up again.
The car stopped beside Ding Zhanpeng, the window was opened, revealing an energetic smiling face.
This is a middle-aged man, wearing a black dress, a white tie around his neck, and white gloves on his hands.
"Hello, is this Mr. Ding Zhanpeng?"
The middle-aged man's voice was full of magnetism, and he said: "I am here to help you return to the city by order of the eldest son."
Ding Zhanpeng was taken aback, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with Brother Murong?"
"Young Master has something urgent to do, so I don't have time to come here in person. So I specially arranged for me to come. Mr. Ding can rest assured that I have worked in Murong's family for more than 20 years. I have good driving skills and am familiar with the road conditions in this area."
The middle-aged man didn't understand what Ding Zhanpeng meant, so he answered honestly, and even introduced himself at the end.
"Actually, it's nothing. I'm just wondering why Brother Murong didn't come."
Ding Zhanpeng shook his head, signaling him not to worry too much.
After finishing speaking, he grabbed Xiao Ding Ding and got into the Mercedes-Benz.
The middle-aged man smiled politely and said, "Mr. Ding, please fasten your seat belt."
Ding Zhanpeng didn't speak, and buckled up the seat belt skillfully.
Everything was ready, the middle-aged man started the Mercedes-Benz and accelerated forward.
Perhaps Murong Guoyou explained that the middle-aged man stepped on the gas pedal regardless of the road conditions.
The Mercedes-Benz drove forward at high speed, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Ding Zhanpeng didn't feel any discomfort in the car, and he couldn't help but secretly sighed that the quality and comfort of the high-end car were excellent, and he considered looking for an opportunity to buy a high-end car for fun.
The Mercedes-Benz is very fast, and after half an hour, it has reached the edge of the heart of the city.
The traffic flow gradually increased, and the middle-aged man slowed down and merged into the traffic flow.
Ding Zhanpeng was bored, and glanced at the scenery outside the car window, which was full of dense rows of cars.
The road congestion in big cities is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
If there is a traffic accident with a vehicle in front, I am afraid that the queue behind will be several kilometers long.
Ding Zhanpeng said suddenly: "Get off here."
"Here? But this is not a hotel."
The middle-aged man was taken aback and said strangely.
Ding Zhanpeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "No problem, I want to walk alone. You put me down here. And I saw a huge number of vehicles in front of me. If you drive me into the center of the city, I'm afraid I won't be back by eleven o'clock." The villa. There happens to be a temporary parking place above, so you stop there."
"This..." The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed. He was ordered by the eldest son to send Ding Zhanpeng back to the hotel safely.
If Ding Zhanpeng is put down halfway, and he has an accident.
The eldest son will definitely punish him.
"Mr. Ding, I'm sorry, I can't follow your order."
The middle-aged man smiled apologetically, and said, "My lord told me that Mr. Ding's personal safety must be guaranteed. So, before you return to the hotel, I can't let you leave at will."
Ding Zhanpeng couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't expect Murong Guo to issue such an order.
"Okay, don't worry, I really want to get off here. If you don't let me get off, I will use special means, and then we will all have accidents. I believe you don't want to see this happen Well, I won't make things difficult for you, I'll call Brother Murong myself and explain it to him."
Ding Zhanpeng originally wanted to intimidate the middle-aged man.
But seeing the determined gaze of the middle-aged man, he knew that the threat was ineffective.
It is better to discuss with Murong Guo, it is more convenient than using brute force.
Before that, Ding Zhanpeng left the villa.
Murong Guo personally left his phone number for Ding Zhanpeng to contact him.
I didn't expect this number to be used before the day passed.
Ding Zhanpeng dialed the phone and said with a smile, "Brother Murong, are you busy?"
"Haha, I happen to have something to do, so I can't take you back to the city in person. I'm really sorry."
Murong Guo's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone.
Ding Zhanpeng smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whoever takes me back to the city. But brother Murong, why did you tell the driver brother that you can't leave unless you take me back to the hotel? I want to get off the car now, but he won't allow me." If it were someone else, I would definitely be beaten up, but the driver is under your order, so I won't mess around."
Murong Guo was taken aback, and smiled wryly: "You see, I was also worried about your safety, so I said something too much. I didn't expect him to remember it. Fortunately, you didn't do anything. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so bad. The one who picked you up The driver is the old man's favorite, and he is also a private driver. This time, the old man specially arranged for this driver to protect your safety. Don't underestimate him. He has won the army Sanda fighting champion, and has won three consecutive championships. His strength Very tyrannical, it can be said to be the super soldier king among the soldier kings. Only the status and identity of the old man can use this level of soldiers."
Ding Zhanpeng was startled, he didn't expect this plain looking driver to have such an amazing identity.
"Brother Murong, there is no need. I have not offended anyone, nor will I cause danger. I don't need you to find such a master for me."
Ding Zhanpeng massaged his temples and felt a bit of a headache. He said, "Anyway, I'm going to get off here. You can tell him clearly."
After speaking, he handed over the phone directly.
The middle-aged man answered the phone, and after a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Young Master, don't worry, I know what to do."
After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man said with a smile: "Mr. Ding, I'm sorry to waste your precious time. Because of my duty habits, I dare not disobey orders, so I apologize again for wasting your time."
"No, your spirit is commendable. I believe that God will be safe with you by his side."
Ding Zhanpeng's words are true.
Unless you are a cultivator, ordinary people will not be able to defeat the three-time fighting champion.
"Mr. Ding, I won't waste your time. Just park on the side."
The middle-aged man smiled politely, replied politely, and then drove the Mercedes-Benz to a smooth stop.
When Ding Zhanpeng got out of the car, he saw a middle-aged man coming out again with an extra bank card in his hand.
Holding the bank card in both hands, he said in a low voice: "Mr. Ding, there is one million in this bank card. It is a wish from the eldest son. I hope you can accept it."
Ding Zhanpeng glanced at the bank card and said with a smile: "Take it back, I can't accept it. Before, I told Brother Murong that to successfully treat Tianlao, I need them to promise me to do one thing. For this matter, they have already done it. Promise, I will not receive any more compensation."
"This, Mr. Ding, I hope you can accept it. Before I left the house, the Eldest Young Master explained it. This is his little thought. If Mr. Ding refuses to accept it, it proves that Mr. Ding does not agree with the Eldest Young Master as a friend."
The middle-aged man thought for a while and said slowly.
Ding Zhanpeng smiled wryly, he never thought that Murong Guo would be so polite and give him a million dollars.
Maybe a million is not much, not even worth a small antique.
But this is an attitude, the attitude of the Murong family towards him.
"Okay, I'll accept the bank card. You go back and tell Big Brother Murong that I, Ding Zhanpeng, are very grateful for their help. Although this is a deal, I am happy to be an ally of the Murong family."
Ding Zhanpeng thought for a while and said.
The middle-aged man nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Ding, I will definitely tell the eldest son every word you say."
After finishing speaking, he said again: "Mr. Ding, there is nothing else, I will take a step first."
"Okay, you go back to the villa and take charge of protecting Tian."
Ding Zhanpeng squeezed the bank card and said with a smile.
The middle-aged man didn't speak, and bowed slightly, expressing enough etiquette, before returning to the Mercedes-Benz and leaving quickly.
Ding Zhanpeng touched his bank card, thoughtful.
From the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe that Murong Guo only gave him one million.
Is there something else hidden about this bank card
Ding Zhanpeng thought for a while, but couldn't figure out the mystery, so he stopped thinking about it. He took back his bank card, crossed the road, and prepared to take a walk to the pedestrian street in front of him.
He promised Sister Chen Ke that he would buy some Haicheng specialties.
However, during this period of time, he has been busy with various matters, and he almost forgot.
Fortunately, the Mercedes-Benz passed by this land just now, and he saw some gift shops specializing in Haicheng specialties through the car window, so he suddenly remembered.
Now that he has agreed to Sister Chen Ke, Ding Zhanpeng cannot break his promise.
It happened that he had a bank card with a deposit of 1 million in his hand, which allowed him to buy some Haicheng specialties.
Walking on the street, Ding Zhanpeng looked at the people walking back and forth, and suddenly felt a little emotional.
I remember that a month ago, he was like these people, running around for three meals a day, worrying about buying a house, a car and a wife.
Chances in life are hard to tell.
Although he has just started, the capital in his hand has exceeded 100 million yuan.
Perhaps, in the near future, he can get more money.
Money has become less important to him, at least he can do what he likes without worrying about meals.