"Sir, please show your VIP card!" The two of them walked up and were about to walk inside, when a black-faced warrior in fiery red armor blocked in front of the two, Wu Song's words were polite, but there was obviously a look of arrogance on his face.

For this kind of gatekeeper who only recognizes cards and does not recognize people, Wu Song has not seen a lot, when he was in the global village, this guy also followed those so-called dignitaries into those so-called high-level clubs, those gatekeepers are similar to this black-faced warrior, they are all this kind of polite expression on the face, Wu Song is used to it, and it is nothing about it, but Song Zhiyun's face can't help but be gloomy.

Although Song Zhiyun's prestige in the imperial city is not as good as Song Lingshan, it can be regarded as a new generation of leaders with extremely high status, although this guy has a VIP card for Dinghong Building, and it is quite a high-level kind, but Song Zhiyun is a martial arts idiot, and usually spends most of his time upgrading and improving his own strength, he really hasn't been to Dinghong Building a few times, and now he is stopped by a doorkeeper, Song Zhiyun's face is a little unbearable.

Although Song Zhiyun was a little dissatisfied with the black-faced man, but this guy was also a man with a head and a face, and he didn't plan to get along with a small porter, he snorted and was about to take out the VIP card, but suddenly found that the black-faced man Lianshan suddenly had a trace of no smile, and his squinted eyes looked at a middle-aged man who was about to go inside, and said, "Manager Zhang, you are here, today is still the Jade Hall?" Hurry inside please, inside please! ”

"Why doesn't he have to show his VIP card to get in?" Song Zhiyun asked with some angry glares at the black-faced man.

"People?" The black-faced man pursed his lips, pointed to the middle-aged man who had already walked into the door and said, "He is the second manager of the Zhangjia Courtyard, and he is a VIP who has a third-class VIP card and can go up to the third floor!" Every month we have to spend more than 100,000 crystal coins here, and people's faces are VIP cards! ”

"You..." Song Zhiyun's face turned green with anger when he heard this, this guy said in his heart, isn't the core member of the royal family as good as a manager of the Zhang family? He was just about to take out his high-level VIP card that could go up to the fifth floor and smash it on the face of the black-faced man, but suddenly he heard a very sharp voice coming from the door.

"Fifth Young Master, you miss me, where have you been for more than a year, I look forward to you every day." As soon as the words fell, Song Baoping, the chief steward of Dinghong Building, rushed out at a trot, holding Song Zhiyun's hand and snorting.

Song Baoping is said to have something to do with the royal family, this woman is in her thirties, but she is very well maintained, she looks like she is twenty-seven or eighteen, her appearance is superior, and her figure is even more uneven and uneven.

Song Zhiyun didn't have the heart to have a relationship with this half-old, and Song Zhiyun, who was angry, saw that Song Baoping seemed to have found a way to vent, snorted coldly and retracted his hand, frowned and said, "I want to know what you think of me!" ”

"I want to do anything." Song Baoping didn't smile for a while, but a hint of suspicion flashed in the fox's eyes that narrowed into a slit, she had read countless people, and naturally she could hear that there was something wrong with Song Zhiyun's words.

"I think it's not likely!" Song Zhiyun was angry in his heart, and his face naturally couldn't see where to go, this guy snorted and glanced at the black-faced porter who lowered his head and was silent, and said, "Steward Song, your subordinate just opened but stopped me from entering, and also said that I am not as good as a housekeeper in the Zhang family's courtyard, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't drink much at today's celebration banquet, I thought I was drunk and went to the main city of the Zhang family, if you, the chief steward, think about me, if you think of me like this, I don't want to!" ”

Song Baoping's face suddenly changed color when she heard this, if Song Zhiyun was generally dissatisfied, and casually sarcastic a few words, Song Baoping could still rely on her thick skin and play Lai Fafa to accompany her in the past, but Song Zhiyun even said that he thought he was going to the main city of the Zhang family, and Song Baoping had no way to do it inappropriately.

Song Zhiyun's status Song Baoping is clear, they are the core members of the authentic Blood Feather Royal Family, and what they represent is the Blood Feather Royal Family, the core members of the Blood Feather Royal Family are not as good as the big hat of a general manager of the Zhangjia Courtyard As soon as the big hat is buttoned down, Song Baoping is a little unbearable, although the forces behind Ding Honglou may not be smaller than the forces behind Song Zhiyun, but to put it simply, whether it is Ding Honglou or Song Zhiyun, they are all attached to the royal family, and Song Baoping is not in the eyes of Song Zhiyun or in the eyes of the people behind Ding Honglou, is just a humble dependent, now Song Zhiyun has returned from the Void Shenwu Emperor's Mausoleum, and his reputation is even more prosperous, if there is no accident for such a young man, he will definitely be able to soar in the future, this kind of simple truth She Song Baoping can see it, and the people behind Dinghong Building can naturally see it.

What is certain is that if Song Baoping really falls out with Song Zhiyun, people only need to move their mouths, and she Song Baoping may not be in a safe position, or even have the disaster of killing, when she thinks of these Song Baoping, she shuddered, she had a layer of cold sweat behind her back, and said that this matter is a big deal today, if this master thinks that he looks down on him, the old lady will not be able to eat and go around. In a hurry, Song Baoping chose to abandon the pawn to protect the car, her apricot eyes widened, staring at the black-faced man who was trembling, and slapped the black-faced man in the face with a flick of her hand.

"You bastard want to die, don't you! Do you think you are the king of heaven, you dare to say anything, your eyes are blinded by lard, are you not recognized, the fifth young master is such a distinguished guest can't recognize it, how many times have I told you, you must be humble when treating people, you can't say those stupid things that don't make sense, what do you stupid people listen to, I must teach you a lesson today! Come! Rip this idiot's mouth for me, beat another hundred boards and throw it in the backyard to feed the dogs! ”

As soon as Song Baoping finished speaking, two people who were dressed exactly the same as your black-faced man came out from behind her, one of them controlled the black-faced man's two arms behind his back, and the other took out a bamboo board more than a foot long, and faced the black-faced man's face~ The black-faced man suddenly spurted blood from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, and this guy looked at Song Baoping with a begging gaze and cried, "Steward Song, I... I don't dare, I won't dare to talk nonsense in the future, you... You bypass me this time! ”

"You offended the Fifth Young Master, what's the use of telling me that you don't dare!"

The black-faced man was also clever, and as soon as he heard Song Baoping say this, he hurriedly twisted his body and struggled to shout at Song Zhiyun, "Fifth Young Master, the little one knows that he is wrong, you have a lot of adults, just treat the small one as a fart, let the little one go!" The little one doesn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, your face is a VIP card, and every hair on your body is a VIP card. ”