With a puzzled mind, I answered the phone call and a hoarse voice came from it. Recommended: The Arrow in the Sleeve  The Master’s New Work: "The Little White Face of the Empress" http://m./0_64/

"Hey, is it Mr. Bai?"

"It's me, who are you?"

"I am Mr. Zheng's housekeeper, Lao Wang, do you still remember?" The hoarse voice on the other end of the phone reminded softly.

"Oh, Butler Wang, long time no see, why did you suddenly call me today?" I asked with joy, and guessed in my heart that Mr. Zheng should have something to come to me.

Sure enough, the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then responded quickly and quickly: "I finally contacted you, Mr. Bai, where have you been in this month? I have called you many times but I can't get through!"

hehe.

I smiled at him in embarrassment and lied: "I went back to my hometown for a while and I only returned to Chancheng yesterday. Do you have any questions to discuss with me?"

"There's nothing important."

Butler Wang said in a scattered manner: "Mr. Zheng, our family, said that he hadn't seen you for a while and wanted to invite you to taste tea and discuss the truth. I don't know if I'm not free today."

"Of course, we will visit Mr. Zheng later."

"No, no, no."

When Mr. Wang heard this, he quickly declined, "Young Master Bai doesn't need to come here in person. Our Mr. Zheng will go to your side to see you later, so you just need to welcome you at home."

"Mr. Zheng is coming here in person." I almost screamed and said this.

Just imagine that a mayor is going to visit me in person. This honor seems to be too great.

After hearing this, Tianhong and others also cast surprise glances at me. Obviously, they did not expect Mr. Zheng to come here in person. Of course, this means that we cannot go out to investigate the strange thing in the morning.

After hanging up the phone, he quickly told everyone to clean up the house, and then ordered Xueyan and Tianhong to go to the market to buy vegetables, and prepare to show off their hands to Mr. Zheng. He had heard that our home-cooked dishes were very delicious, so he would definitely enjoy it today.

At about 9:30 in the morning, just as Xueyan and Tianhong came back from buying vegetables, the chirping of cars suddenly sounded outside the door.

The four of them knew that Mr. Zheng must have come here, so they sorted out their clothes and went out to greet them calmly.

From a distance, you can see an extended black Mercedes-Benz parked outside the garden, and Mr. Zheng had already got off the bus and stood on the side of the road.

Seeing that the four of us came out together, he also walked slowly towards us.

Although it is still nearly ten meters away, it is clear that he is wearing a more casual white shirt, straight trousers and elegant British-style leather shoes today. His strong figure is fully revealed under this outfit.

Not seen him for more than a month, his energy is still so radiant, and his impulsive aura has not diminished at all.

When he got closer and saw my dark skin, he couldn't help but stand there and laugh wildly.

"Yiyang, have you been to Feizhou this month?"

"Why is it so dark like a cow!"

"hey-hey."

He reluctantly smiled awkwardly at him and responded: "The children of poor families have long been in the family. I went home to farm this month, so the sun was a little dark, which made Mr. Zheng laugh."

"oh"

Mr. Zheng said suspiciously: "I actually went home to farm."

"What a good kid. Nowadays, young people who are as simple and diligent as you can basically no longer see them. You are definitely a rare thing!"

After saying that, he turned around and waved at the driver, signaling him to go back first, and then follow the four of us into the house.

"Yiyang, your house is clean and tidy, without any mess. It doesn't look like the place where a group of children in their early twenties live. The style of this house looks like the residence of a successful person!"

Tianhong heard this and quickly flattered: "Uncle Zheng has a good look. This house is not ours, but someone lent us to temporarily live there. However, we also have several houses in Chancheng, but we are just low-key..."

"Tianhong, you have a problem again!" Tianjun scolded him angrily.

Only then did Mr. Zheng notice that Tianjun, a new member, was looking at me again, as if he was silently asking me who this person was.

Tianjun, who was clear-headed and bright, saw this situation and immediately introduced himself in a tone of neither humility nor arrogant: "Hello Mr. Zheng, my name is Deng Tianjun, I am a young follower of Brother Yiyang. I used to hear Brother Yiyang talk about your name, but today I saw it very extraordinary."

"Hahaha."

Seeing that Tianjun is so smart, Mr. Zheng couldn't help but laugh and praise: "Yiyang, you little follower is so smart and beautiful. I like it, I like it."

Then he changed his mind and said in a deep voice: "Have you heard of an auction held in Lantern Shop Ghost Market last month?"

After he asked this, I immediately felt a sense of crisis slowly rising.

As the mayor, he asked me such obscure questions, and it was obvious that he came prepared for this trip.

Moreover, judging from his calm expression, he must have mastered a lot of information about the sword shooting conference.

But then again, that auction was a very formal meeting, and there was no violation of laws and regulations, so I don’t have to worry too much.

I'm afraid that this Zheng person would be the Canglong Sword that covets Xueyan's

After all, the Canglong Sword is indeed in the hands of Xueyan, and it doesn’t cost a penny!

Although there will never be more than five people who know about this, including me, there is no airtight wall in the world, and paper cannot cover the fire.

Although I absolutely believe in Mr. Zheng's character, no matter how good the character is, even if the ancient artifact is like the Canglong Sword, it is probably tempting.

As soon as I thought of this, I simply responded generously: "Mr. Zheng is so well-informed, and I even know everything about us appearing at the Ghost City Huanlou Auction."

"certainly."

Mr. Zheng sat on the sofa and glanced at me with a squint, and said calmly: "Don't forget what I do. No one in the entire Chan City is more informed than me. I am willing. Even a mouse can ask people to pull it out of the stinky ditch!"

“That’s that’s that’s it.”

I also pretended to be calm and flattering: "As the number one figure in Chan City, you are naturally very good at hand and eyes, but Yi Yang doesn't understand it very much. Are you here to ask this question today?"

"no."

Mr. Zheng picked up the teacup on his mouth, took a sip of tea, and smiled and said, "Today I mainly came to visit you, because last time I heard from my subordinates report that a man named Bai Yiyang was seriously injured at the auction. At that time, I expected that the person was you."
Chapter completed!