0587 Bold old Zhu

Ding Ning was speechless, he had explained many times about Liu Sheng Qiandai, but he was too lazy to explain it, and said casually: "No, she is just more clingy to me." ”

"Sticky to you and be able to sleep in a room with you?"

Lan Mengdie's mind suddenly opened up, and her eyes were confused and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Pan Xiangyun opened his sexy little mouth in amazement, and his mind was even more imaginative, imagining the scene of Ding Ning being forcibly pushed back by Liu Sheng Qiandai, and a blush suddenly appeared on his face.

Ding Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You'll find out later if you ask Wen Rourou." ”

Sending the two girls back to the Yanjing Hotel and handing them over to Wen Wenrou, to his surprise, Liu Sheng Qiandai didn't have the slightest intention of following him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and went straight to Jin Bi Huang after saying hello.

Zhu Pengcheng didn't show up again until the end of the banquet, and he didn't look like he was begging for him at all, which made him confused, and he had to figure this out.

"You are Mr. Ding, our Mr. Zhu is waiting for you in room 888. ”

As soon as I arrived at the door of the golden brilliance, the lobby manager wearing a cheongsam greeted him with a professional smile.

Ding Ning was stunned: "He knew I was coming." ”

"Then I don't know, Zhu always arranges it like this, I just do what he tells me, Mr. Ding, please come with me. ”

The lobby manager twisted his hips to lead the way, which made Ding Ning's face reddened for a while, and he hurriedly looked away, silently running the "Bodhicitta Formula", and pretending to look around to resolve the embarrassment.

Coming to Yanjing has suffocated him for the past few days, and he was tempted by Qu Yan again last night, and a stream of evil fire was forcibly suppressed by him, which made him suddenly miss the days in Ninghai, at least there was falling snow by his side, it was really not good, and Xiaoyao was waiting for him, and Lingyun would also take what he wanted.

This sudden desire made him realize that after military training, with the gradual improvement of his physical fitness, his needs in some aspects were far stronger than those of normal people.

It's only been a few days, and it's like sitting in prison for several years, and the old sow is almost double eyelids.

In front of the door of room 888, the charming lobby manager knocked on the door gently, and Zhu Pengcheng's majestic voice came from inside the door: "Come in, the door is not closed!"

"Mr. Ding, our Mr. Zhu is waiting for you inside, please come in!"

The lobby manager bowed slightly politely and made a gesture of please.

Ding Ning nodded and walked in with his head held high, he really wanted to figure out what this Zhu Pengcheng wanted to do.

When he entered the room, the lobby manager closed the door with great interest and left quietly.

"Mr. Ding, come on, please take a seat!"

Zhu Pengcheng's chubby face was full of smiles, and he stood up very enthusiastically to greet him, and stretched out his hand to invite him to sit on the Italian leather modular sofa.

Ding Ning was not polite, sat on the sofa, looked around, and praised with a sigh in his mouth: "It is worthy of being splendid, this is like a small palace." ”

Room 888 is the presidential suite, with golden wallpaper, golden stalls, golden coffee tables, golden sofas, golden household appliances, even special toothbrushes and towels are golden, and there is a hue in the whole room - golden, which makes people feel like they have entered the golden house.

It stands to reason that this nouveau riche style should make people feel vulgar, but perhaps vulgarity is elegance, Ding Ning not only did not feel vulgar, but had a sense of dignity.

I secretly said in my heart, Ling Yun, this girl must like this, this is similar to her taste of dreaming of sleeping on a big bed full of money.

"Hehe, Mr. Ding must be curious why I'm waiting for you here. ”

Zhu Pengcheng did not continue the discussion of the decoration style, and asked straight to the point.

Ding Ning smiled, lowered his head to drink tea and didn't speak, he was courteous and gentle, he was either a traitor or a thief, this Zhu Pengcheng must have something to ask for a gift as soon as he came up.

Now that he has grasped the initiative, there is no need to show excessive curiosity and become passive, and eating sugar-coated shells also requires skill.

Zhu Pengcheng saw that he didn't answer, and he was depressed in his heart, would this kid chat, but this also made him realize that Ding Ning was not a fledgling who didn't understand anything.

Since this is the case, let's talk straight to the point, and immediately coughed dryly, with a look of emotion on his face: "Everyone knows that I Zhu Pengcheng started from scratch, and it took more than 20 years to establish more than 30 clubs, including Jinbi Brilliant, and created a large family business. ”

Ding Ning was still silent, listening to him quietly, as a hunter who could lurk in the field for three days and three nights waiting for his prey since he was eight years old, the last thing he lacked was patience.

Zhu Pengcheng glanced at him with complicated eyes, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Maybe in the eyes of most people, they think that I am a successful person standing at the peak of life, but in fact, I, Zhu Pengcheng, know how many catties and taels I have, and I don't know how many people work hard in this city every year, eager to get ahead, and there are many highly educated universities, Master's or even doctoral graduates, there are more outstanding talents, but under the big waves, there are very few people who can succeed in the end, and more people are either sinking into the sand, or they are not with everyone, I Zhu Pengcheng is just a junior high school graduate, in the words of the city people, is a mud leg from the countryside, why can I succeed. ”

Ding Ning's eyes flashed, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't know why Zhu Pengcheng had a deep conversation with him, but he could feel the sincerity in his words, so he continued to remain silent and listened carefully, wanting to know what he wanted to say.

"In this city, most successful people like to wear dresses to participate in cocktail parties, drink red wine, smoke cigars, jump the national standard, pretend to be gentlemen, it seems that they are not upper-class people, the whole self is like a nobleman, even occasionally drinking a tea has to pretend to be a tea vassal elegance, I bah!"

Zhu Pengcheng didn't mind his attitude, took a sip of a cup of tea, and said with a slight mockery: "My old Zhu is a mud leg from the countryside, he has no culture, and he doesn't know anything elegant, drinking tea is purely to quench his thirst, I can't drink any difference between 10,000 yuan and 100 yuan and 100 catties of tea, anyway, I have to spit out the tea powder, and I can't get used to drinking red wine, I don't have any energy at all, it's better to drink two pots." ”

Ding Ning listened to his nagging with a smile on his face, and became more and more curious about the purpose of this guy who was full of kindness to him.

"Hey, you've been nagging for a long time, you should be tired of listening. ”

Zhu Pengcheng sighed, looked at him with small eyes and asked.

"I don't think it's interesting, Mr. Zhu has a bold personality, is not pretentious, quite reckless, and is a friendly person. ”

Ding Ningyun complimented lightly.

"Really?haha, I can get a compliment from Mr. Ding, my old Zhu is also a good face, hahaha. ”

Zhu Pengcheng's small eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he was praised by Ding Ning, what a great honor.

In the following time, Zhu Pengcheng talked to him about some interesting things that happened in Yanjing City, and his affectionate attitude was as if Ding Ning was an old friend who had known him for many years, but he never mentioned the reason why he came.

Ding Ning has a feeling that he can't cry or laugh, this guy is definitely not as honest and straightforward as he appears on the surface, he is an old fox who is very good at.

Seeing the passage of time, he still had something to do at night, listening to his nonsense, Ding Ning gradually became impatient, but still maintained his politeness on the surface: "Mr. Zhu talks humorously and has a wide range of knowledge, so I hate to talk with Mr. Zhu at night, but I still have something to do at night, and I can't accompany Mr. Zhu to have fun today, so I will leave first." ”

"Uh, that'...... That's okay, Mr. Ding and I hit it off at first sight, if we have time, let's talk about it in detail. ”

Ding Ning wanted to force Zhu Pengcheng to say his purpose by retreating, but unexpectedly, Zhu Pengcheng didn't leak, and stood up with a smile to see off the guests, but still didn't say what he meant.

"That's okay, I'll come to visit Mr. Zhu again when I have time another day, but I'm entangled in mundane things, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Yanjing for a few days, if I can't spare time to resign from Mr. Zhu before leaving, Mr. Zhu don't blame me." ”

Ding Ning saw that Zhu Pengcheng was so calm, and he didn't bother to entangle with him anymore, what he meant was that I didn't have a few days to stay in Yanjing, and I might not have time to see you before leaving, if you don't say it again, then never say it.

Zhu Pengcheng was stunned, his expression was a little uncertain, just when Ding Ning was secretly proud, thinking that he would not be able to help but say the purpose of looking for him, but unexpectedly, Zhu Pengcheng's face quickly returned to natural, still with a signature bold smile: "Okay, the coming day is long, when Mr. Ding is free to come to Yanjing again, don't forget to call my old Zhu, I will do the friendship of the landlord." ”

Ding Ning was completely stunned, was this Zhu Pengcheng really just getting acquainted with him at first sight and wanted to make friends with him? There was nothing to do with him? This is too unscientific?

But Zhu Pengcheng really didn't mention asking him to do anything from beginning to end, as if he really just wanted to make friends with him, which made him feel aggrieved that he punched him with all his strength.

Since he even said his farewell, Ding Ning was embarrassed to stay here anymore, so he left with doubts under Zhu Pengcheng's personal send-off.

The Hummer exited the resplendent parking lot, turned a corner along the street and stopped.

Ding Ning sat in the driver's seat with a wry smile on his face, he patronized and forced Zhu Pengcheng to go, forgetting that the highlight of tonight was still brilliant.

But now he can't turn around and go back, Zhu Pengcheng knows that he can't hold his breath and will laugh off his big teeth.

Scratching his head in distress, he scolded softly: "This Zhu Pengcheng, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?"

I have to say that Zhu Pengcheng's cloud and mountain fog cover really aroused his strong curiosity and made him itch in his heart.

This kind of appetizing feeling makes him hate and really want to catch this old boy and beat him up.

But what surprised him even more was that he sent a magic mosquito to spy on Zhu Pengcheng's privacy, but he couldn't even enter room 888.

The golden door, which looked extremely luxurious, was so tightly fitted with the ground that even the demon mosquito couldn't get in, and Zhu Pengcheng never came out after entering the room.

This made him more and more curious about Zhu Pengcheng, what kind of person is this, what kind of identity does he have, and what does he want to express to himself?

An ordinary businessman? No way, just the golden door that can keep out the prying eyes of demon mosquitoes is not something that ordinary people can make.

In room 888, the smile on Zhu Pengcheng's face converged, and he paced back and forth with a long sigh.

"Why didn't you just tell him?"

A slender figure appeared like a ghost and asked coldly.

If Ding Ning was here, he would have been shocked, he had been here for nearly an hour, and he didn't even notice the existence of a third person in the room.