House Management Chapter 4682: Connect the wind

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"It is really an honor for Zheng to have a long time waiting for the leader and the leader. I don't know how the leader is called..." Zhang Yu also said politely with a fist.

While talking, Zhang Yu looked at the old Dao. This old Dao is full of vicissitudes and smiles, and looks very peaceful. The veteran's figure is not very tall, roughly about 1.7 meters, other than that, nothing special.

"The name of the poor Taoist layman has long been forgotten, the name of the Taoist Hewen..." the old Tao said in an easygoing manner.

"It turned out to be the leader of Hewen, who was disrespectful and disrespectful." Zhang Yu continued to polite.

After a few words, Zhou Qingyun must also introduce Guan Ying, and the two sides said some unnutritious polite words.

After taking the seats, the banquet began, which was regarded as a reception banquet for the three of them.

At the banquet, there was a chat, but Zhang Yu was also happy now. At least he came to Mu Wang Qiao's house for fair reasons. Then I found some clues about whether he was capable.

This meal will last for an hour, after all, it is already late in the night, and it will be bright in a while. Mr. Hewen said that the three came from afar and the boats and cars were struggling. It is not early now, so we should rest early. Let's talk again tomorrow.

Above this two-story building, there are four guest rooms, and Zhang Yu and the three of them choose one each, and then move in.

In the room, all the facilities are complete. Don't look at the antique mahogany furniture, but TV, toilet, bathing equipment and so on, all have.

I didn't sleep last night. After a day's ride in the car today, Zhang Yu was actually a little tired. He didn't even think about it. He fell on the bed and had a good night's sleep.

When I woke up, it was noon. After washing, Zhang Yu put on his makeup again, lit a cigarette, and sat in a chair to smoke.

Only after smoking a cigarette, footsteps sounded outside, followed by a knock on the door. Zhang Yu could hear that the footsteps came from Zhou Qingyun's room first.

Zhang Yu asked "who?" Zhou Qingyun's voice really sounded outside. Zhang Yu opened the door and said, "Nephew, what's the matter?"

"Uncle Master, it is the old man of the Qiao family who heard that you are here. He is very happy. He will have a banquet at noon to pick you up. Master He just called me and said that someone has come to pick us up." Zhou Qingyun When he said this, he seemed very excited.

It's not difficult for Zhang Yu to guess. With Zhou Qingyun's level, it is estimated that he would not be personally received by the old man of the Qiao family. This kid also knew in his heart. But Zhang Yu is different. The famous third-class layman also has a certain name in the arena. Even if it is not comparable to those masters of the martial arts, it still has some weight.

Similarly, Zhang Yu also knows very well that a master like this, who is famous, righteous and evil, and has no style, is actually the most popular, and he is the target of various bosses. After all, it is impossible for those famous masters to tell which boss to serve as minions. At best, they are in trouble and help fill the scene, and they still have considerable conditions.

Being able to recruit some masters who are in the house is far more than just going out and asking people for nothing.

Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said: "I really can't think of it, I can get Mr. Joe to pick up the wind personally. There is nothing to deal with on my side, you go and greet Guan Ying, let's go downstairs."

"Yes, Master Uncle." Zhou Qingyun followed to Guan Ying's room, knocked on the door, and waited for Guan Ying to say, saying what she had just said intact.

Guan Ying had also got up and washed up. Seeing Zhang Yu had also gone, she definitely had to go, so she agreed.

The three of them went downstairs together, but Zhang Yu didn't bring Agou. After all, it was a banquet. The way Agou was eating was really a bit exaggerated. After he finished eating, he could pack it and bring it back.

When I got downstairs, I could see a young man in a suit waiting there. After a few words of greeting, the young man led the way and walked out of the courtyard to the courtyard where he entered.

Qiao's family is really called a big one. It can take 20 minutes to walk and walk through several courtyards before arriving at a big courtyard. Inside the yard, there is even a garden, pavilions, water pavilions and other scenery, naturally, it is not necessary to elaborate.

Passing through the garden, there is a two-story building in front of it. It is said that it is a two-story building. In fact, it is impossible to see where it came from. The door on the first floor was wide open, and it looked like it was also a flower hall. Inside was a table of Eight Immortals, and there were already five people sitting next to the table.

The young man did not enter the door. After reaching the door, Tongbing said, "Mr. Zheng, the third-class layman is here."

Don't tell me, being able to eat here depends entirely on Zhang Yu's face, and has nothing to do with Zhou Qingyun.

The person sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals in the Flower Hall immediately stood up, then greeted him at the door, and said enthusiastically: "I learned that Ju Shi Zheng had visited the humble house last night. Forgive me."

The four people who had been sitting at the table earlier also stood up and walked to the door one after another, expressing enthusiasm one by one.

Young Master Zhang Yu had no choice but to be polite, and said with a fist: "This old gentleman is the old man Mu Wang Qiao, right? Zheng must be disturbed late at night. It's no longer right. Today I thanked the old man for a banquet. It is really Zheng's. It's an honor..."

As he said, he couldn't miss these five people.

The one who came out first was an old man who seemed to be in his seventies. The old man was very energetic, so Zhang Yu could directly guess that this old man should be Mr. Mu Wang Qiao.

Zhang Yu had dealt with the Qiao family, but it was not the old man who met, but Qiao Wanzhi, the son of the Qiao family. At that time, Zhang Yu also lied to others' thunder splitting wood, which was really a pitfall.

After Mr. Joe came out, there was an elderly man in his 50s, a middle-aged man in his forties, a man in his thirties, and another man who saw Mr. He Wen last night. .

The 50-year-old elder looked very restrained, but he also had a smile on his face and was particularly enthusiastic. The middle-aged man in his forties looks cold, with a smile on his face. A man in his thirties, with a big and thick appearance and a beard and stubble on his face, looks like a bold person.

Old man Qiao was polite with Zhang Yu again, and then introduced the four people behind him to Zhang Yu. There is no need to say Mr. Hewen. I saw him last night, and Mr. Qiao emphatically introduced the other three.

"Jushi Zheng, this is Mr. Zheng Lunzheng, speaking of Mr. Zheng Lunzhen or his own family. This is Mr. Qian Qian, this is Mr. Du Meng..." Mr. Qiao introduced one by one. The man in his 50s was called Zheng. Lun, the middle-aged man in his forties is called Qian Qian, and the man in his 30s is called Du Meng.

For these names, Zhang Yu must have never heard of them, but he still has to say something like that for a long time. These three are the same. After being polite for a while, Mr. Qiao invited everyone to enter the flower hall again.

Here, Guan Ying and Zhou Qingyun are like furnishings, and there is no need to introduce them. No one cares about these two.