In the northern suburbs of the capital, at the foot of Yanshan Mountain.
There is a horse farm of more than one hundred hectares here, raising dozens of top-quality Arabian horses.
Here, the value of a horse is no less than that of a top sports car.
And this racecourse is not open to the public, it is just for the owner's own entertainment.
No one can tell what kind of business the owner of this family is doing. He has dabbled in all walks of life, and since his debut 20 years ago, he has made a lot of money from every investment.
Naturally, he became a well-known expert, and even if he said a word casually, it would be regarded as a wise saying in the investment field.
It is very difficult for ordinary people to meet him.
A friend once suggested that he do an auction like a foreign investment tycoon, and let the highest bidder get a chance to have dinner with him.
This proposal was rejected by him, because he knew that he was not an investment tycoon, let alone a businessman.
He is the head of the Cao family, one of the six contemporary hunters, and a hunter.
Making money is just one of his many hobbies.
This afternoon, after Lin Shuo visited Anne and took over a deal, he asked Wei Xingshan to drive him to this horse farm.
The Patriarch of the Cao family had met Lin Shuo in the ward before, but at that time he was in a hurry, and Lin Shuo couldn't speak directly.
In the bleak autumn wind, the Hummer stopped at the gate of the racecourse.
This place is located halfway up the mountain. Lin Shuo's visit felt like an ancient knight visiting the mountain gate.
There are evergreens, deciduous trees and maple trees planted on the nearby hilltops, and the three color blocks of yellow, red and green are connected one by one, making the scenery pleasant and pleasing to the eye.
Although the scenery is beautiful, the uncle who is guarding the gate by the side of the mountain gate does not look very good-looking.
The old man was over sixty years old, with a hunchback, drinking hot tea from a large enamel mug in the concierge, making a purring sound.
After drinking the tea, he put down the mug slowly. The concierge raised his eyelids and looked at Lin Shuo and Wei Xingshan:
"Where did it come from?"
"Jiangnan, Lin Shuo."
"Oh." The old man nodded and waved his hands, "Go back."
"Hey! No!" Wei Xingshan was unhappy, and pointed to Lin Shuo who was beside him, "Old man, please be more explicit about your tricks, do you know who he is?"
The old man glanced at Wei Xingshan again: "If you know how to say it, how can you say it if you don't know?"
"If you don't know, then forget it. Those who don't know are innocent." Wei Xingshan said carelessly, "If you know, you will be blocked from entering. Let me tell you, old man, I respect the old, but my casserole is big. fist, that is not recognized by the six relatives."
"Hi! Boy!" The old man slapped the table and stood up.
As soon as the old man stood up, Wei Xingshan froze for a moment.
This janitor is actually no shorter than him.
This is still a hunchback. If it had been a few years earlier, the old man would have been two meters tall.
"Look at your kid's physique, I've practiced for a few years, okay, that doesn't count as me bullying outsiders." The gatekeeper pointed to the outside of the mountain gate, "Come on, let's help?"
Wei Xingshan was not stupid, he could tell that this old man was from the door.
Just now he was just bluffing and scaring others, if he really did, the two of them were so different in age, it would be disgraceful for Wei Xingshan to win, and it would be even more shameful to lose, it would be a loss-making business no matter what.
So the tall, tall man shrank his neck and hid behind Lin Shuo, completely scared.
The corners of Lin Shuo's mouth twitched, and he said, "I heard from the elders in the family that the heirs of the Cao family are not good at combat power, so each of their inheritance hunters has a guardian. I don't know if the old man is the Cao family." The protector of a noble man."
"Yo!" The old concierge was slightly startled, "I can't see that you are young and have some knowledge. Fifteen years ago, I was Cao Weixian's guardian."
"Cao Weixian, Mr. Cao, is the former head of the Cao family." Lin Shuo clasped his fists together, "So, you are two generations older than me, how dare you ask your surname?"
"Miangui, my surname is Fan."
"Master Fan." Lin Shuo said, "You are a senior, so don't embarrass me, a junior. I have something important to ask Patriarch Cao, and please report it."
"Well, you're not bad, you have a tutor." The concierge nodded, "But this time, I'm not trying to embarrass you. Patriarch Cao ordered it down a few days ago. When someone else comes, tell him that you are the only one here. Don't bother."
Wei Xingshan frowned, "What kind of argument is that?"
"Patriarch Cao said that they are all leaders of the six sects, and they are the descendants of old friends. They should take care of them, but the time has not come yet." The old man surnamed Fan cupped his fists at Lin Shuo, and said seriously, "Patriarch Lin, please go back."
Lin Shuo was startled, then nodded, "Then I won't force it, and I will leave."
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On the way back, Wei Xingshan used the Hummer's accelerator as a punching bag, and the car drove very fast.
This is the Panshan Highway. This way of opening is equivalent to putting your head on your trouser waist.
"As for?" Lin Shuo asked while sitting in the passenger seat.
"Old Lin, you are not a bad person. I really want to make friends with you." Wei Xingshan said while steering the steering wheel, "But now, I feel that I may not be able to enter your circle in my life."
"You don't need to underestimate yourself so much. There is actually no barrier between the inside and the outside of the door. The difference is only the size of your ability." Lin Shuo comforted, "If you, Wei Xingshan, are placed in the six families of Liemen, it is indeed a waste snack, but the general Compared with the people in the door, it is decent."
"Really?" Wei Xingshan was refreshed, "Then you said that old man just now, can I beat him?"
"You're really promising." Lin Shuo rolled his eyes at him, and then said, "This old man's surname is Fan, and judging by his skeleton figure, he's trained like a foreigner. You will be beaten into a pig's head, but if you fight with your life, I am optimistic about you... you will die even worse."
"I'll go." Wei Xingshan shook his head, "I thought it was a good word."
"This is the protector of the former Patriarch of the Cao family, what do you think?" Lin Shuo rolled his eyes at him, "If he was twenty years younger, don't mention you, I wouldn't dare to underestimate the enemy."
"I'm talking about Lao Lin, is there anyone in this world who can beat you?" Wei Xingshan asked along the way.
"There must be." Lin Shuo nodded, and then said, "It's just that I haven't encountered it so far."
"Okay." Wei Xingshan said while driving the car out of the mountain road, "Where shall we go next?"
"Since Patriarch Cao doesn't want to see me for the time being, let's do business," Lin Shuo said.
"Hey, I just find it strange, since your two families are somewhat related, why doesn't he see you?" Wei Xingshan asked, "Is this Cao Yusheng having a ghost in his heart?"
"I don't know." Lin Shuo shook his head, "But since he said that the time has not come, then sooner or later, he will meet me."
"If he keeps playing Tai Chi with you, why don't you see him?"
"Probably not, but if it is true, you should know my style of conduct." Lin Shuo said lightly.
"Hey! Then you have to take me with you. I like to watch you beat people." Wei Xingshan laughed loudly.