【027】undercurrent surge
At this time, Uncle Fu, who had been standing at the door with a smile to say goodbye, suddenly asked abruptly: "Boss Shen, do you know if the Nine-turn Large Intestine is more delicious or the Yellow River Carp is more delicious?"
Although the words were asked casually, the content was unclear. After a whole night of entanglement and a whole night of going around in circles, Shen You finally showed his fangs and made Shen You have to make a choice.
Ding Shoufang and Chang Feng, who were standing aside, also looked at him with smiles, as if they were looking forward to what he said.
"Although the flavor of the Nine-turn Large Intestine is sufficient, it is pig intestine after all. Even though the sweet and sour carp tastes a little lighter, it is still a demigod that has not yet transformed into a dragon."
Shen You stood still slightly and said without looking back.
There is a folk saying that "the three-foot carp of the Yellow River originally lived in Mengjin. It cannot turn into a dragon when it touches its forehead, but it returns to accompany ordinary fish." The implication is that the carp of the Yellow River are demigods after jumping through the dragon gate without transforming into a dragon. Basically, they all have their own characteristics. Psychicism is just a matter of limitations and opportunities, and there is no chance of success.
Obviously what Shen You said in his words was that the high-spirited attitude of Yellow River carps is completely different from that of pig intestines.
Seeing Shen You's figure disappearing into the dark night, Fu Bo and the other three returned to the private room where they had just been. After returning to the private room, the positions of the three people changed slightly. Ding Shoufang and Chang Feng sat opposite each other, and Fu Bo He moved back slightly and stood behind Chang Feng.
"Master Nalan, you have to understand our relationship. We are collaborators, not vassals." Obviously, although Ding Shoufang was beaming just now, he was still concerned that Nalan Changfeng just needed a Dragon Hall master to inform him. angry.
The young man was undoubtedly Nalan Changfeng, and he also knew that the request of the Dragon Hall Master would definitely be useful to Ding Shoufang. Although Ding Shoufang had taken great care of the Dragon Hall Master over the years, after all, it was a life-saving grace back then.
Everyone knows clearly that favors will be used up one day, so basically they will not owe favors if they don't owe them. Even if they owe favors, they will only think about paying them back as soon as possible.
There is one kind of exception. If you owe a favor, the other party will make demands little by little. When accumulated, the seemingly insignificant little things become a big deal, but each one cannot be compared with the favor.
Ding Shoufang is a person who lives in the world, and people who live in the world need a face even more, especially when his savior came to his door in a low voice. Although he didn't say it, he acted beautifully on the surface, but he was quite secretive in his heart. Opinion. After finally meeting Nalan Changfeng face to face, the dissatisfaction in his heart immediately surged out like an erupting volcano.
"Boss Ding, we in the Nalan family will never treat our friends badly. Of course, we are friends. Since we have chosen you, we will definitely do what we have to do. But there are some people who need you to step forward. I believe that you have been in the world for so many years. You won’t be able to refuse it!”
What Nalan Changfeng said was impeccable, and he immediately drew Ding Shoufang in. His intention was very obvious, he wanted to be friends with me, so it was very simple, just submit a petition first.
Ding Shoufang was stunned after hearing this. He also understood the meaning of Nalan Changfeng's words. Although he knew that there was nothing wrong with him and that if he had done it back then, he might have been more vicious than this, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Immediately he said in a nonchalant manner: "Master Nalan, what are the things that I should be responsible for? Give me the order now, lest I am not mentally prepared."
Before Nalan Changfeng could speak, Fu Bo suddenly snorted coldly and said: "Boss Ding, I admit that Shanghai is your territory, but in countries beyond the ocean, your tentacles cannot reach it.
!You can think about it, a little girl, at such a young age, is surrounded by people from other countries, it’s not easy to say that!”
"How dare you!" Ding Shoufang slapped the table and stood up instantly.
"Calm down, calm down. Compared with an old man like me who is about to die, you young people are very angry and can ignite the fire with just one sentence. But there seems to be a little kid who is only three or four years old.
Yes, it’s round and chubby, but it’s really cute.”
"Stop talking, you are cruel!" Ding Shoufang sat in the chair slumped. He no longer had the same spirit as before.
No one knows that except for the woman who is right next to him, Ding Shoufang also has another woman, who also gave birth to a son and a daughter. Ding Shoufang sent him abroad early, and he has always hidden it well. At this moment, he suddenly
When he came out of Uncle Fu's mouth, he was really surprised.
"Since Boss Ding is a smart man, I believe that the two little babies will be able to grow up healthily."
"Perhaps there will be some good drama starting tonight. Boss Ding has beauties abroad and has beauties around him, so there is no need to get involved in some things. The master of Longtang Fengtang under him is not unable to handle it. You
Say it!"
Although Nalan Changfeng had a consulting tone, Ding Shoufang could still hear the determination in his words and knew that speaking at this time had no great significance. The important thing was that the other party held his weak spot tightly.
In fact, everyone has their own weaknesses, and everyone hides their weaknesses deeply, but once caught by others, it may be difficult to resist.
After Ding Shoufang left, Nalan Changfeng and Uncle Fu were the only two people left in the private room. Since there were no outsiders present, Nalan Changfeng did not dare to make excuses and quickly asked Uncle Fu to sit down.
Although Fu Bo is just a servant, it depends on who his master is. Youdao, a sheep led by a wolf pack, will definitely not be able to defeat a wolf led by a pack of sheep. Even a dog can't keep up with Erlang Shen.
The barking dog.
Uncle Fu is the servant of Mr. Nalan. The two of them have been growing up since they were young. Some big families like to find book boys to accompany their children to read with them. This is nothing more than cultivating a sincere dog for their descendants in advance, rather than waiting for them to grow up.
If someone takes refuge, it is better to start cultivating them from an early age.
There is no doubt that Uncle Fu is a person who is deeply admired by Mr. Nalan. When he came to Shanghai and sent Uncle Fu, he also had the intention of inspecting Nalan Changfeng. After all, among the current third generation of the Nalan family, it is also time to
It's time to establish a successor.
"What do you mean, grandpa?" To be honest, Nalan Changfeng was brought up by Uncle Fu since he was a child. Now as an adult, he still relies on Uncle Fu like a junior to an elder.
"What does it mean? I can't guess it, but your grandfather told me that he is planning to play a game of chess in Shencheng, and if there is one piece in this chess game that cannot be controlled, then it is him!"
Nalan Changfeng was startled after hearing this. Apparently, he did not expect that at Shen You's age, his grandfather would actually take notice of him. Although he did not speak a word, his soft hum still betrayed his emotions. .
"Feng'er, sometimes, you are still more alert than calm, and wandering around in the world is no longer the fighting and killing of our time. Now it's more about who is more scheming and who has tougher wrists. Just like Ding Shoufang, The Prince of Hell has not summoned anyone away in the forest of swords and the rain of swords, so we certainly can’t scare him away, but if he finds someone who can make him hurt, won’t he be honest?”
"I know, Uncle Fu. But I really don't see anything special about that kid." When he mentioned Shen You again, Nalan Changfeng no longer had the disdain he had just expressed, but instead asked.
There was a flash of appreciation in Fu Bo's eyes. This attitude that he had seen in the children since he was a child and that he could correct his mistakes meant that his future achievements would definitely not be too low.
He immediately went on to say: "You should know 'Nan Zhang Bei Dai', right? This young man should have a relationship with both of their families. Of course, I won't talk about this now, let's just talk about his apparent identity, the leader of Qianmen, and also If you heard it now, if you heard it 30 years ago, you would know why the old man valued him so much."
"I also know about Qianmen, but isn't it already in decline now?"
"Many times in history, only the commander of the Qian Sect was left, and the leader of the Qian Sect was the only one holding the title. However, for so many years, it seems that the inheritance of the Qian Sect has never been interrupted, and it has never been said that it is because of their people. Whether there are more or less people depends on people in the world to take a look at it. And anyone who looks down upon Qianmen will pay a heavy price."
After saying this, he paused briefly and then continued: "Of course, the old man also said that the people of Qianmen really can't hide the general situation from them. It is better for everyone to live in harmony. It is better to have more friends than to provoke an enemy."
Nalan Changfeng nodded, and Uncle Fu continued: "It is necessary to check the house where they live now. The person who helped your third uncle and the others escape lived there. If the person who was picked off by Long Jiutian had two If the person with the hamstring is a general from thousands of families, then the drama in Shencheng will become more and more exciting."
"If that's the case, the old man doesn't have to worry. Not to mention doing the right thing with us, he probably also wants to touch Long Jiutian."
After hearing this, Uncle Fu shook his head and said: "All this is just subjective conjecture. Although that person has the potential of a thousand-door general, he does not have the character of a thousand-door general. In the world of games back then, everything was based on money. I guess he was just that kid. An alternative to the thousands of generals who come into contact."
Nalan Changfeng nodded slightly, raised his hand to look at the time, and said to himself: "It should be over."
The phone also rang suddenly. Nalan Changfeng put it to his ear, hummed twice, nodded gently to Uncle Fu and said, "It's done!"
Uncle Fu smiled slightly, like an old fox.
The next day, the streets and alleys of Shanghai were widely rumored about a major event that happened last night. A fire broke out in a villa in Xizi Garden.
Xizi Garden is surrounded by rivers and mountains. It is an absolute treasure of Feng Shui in Shencheng. People who can live in Xizi Garden are either rich or noble. Ordinary people just see it as a fun or joke, but in the eyes of people who travel around the world, it is not that simple.
Chapter completed!