Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

For about ten minutes, Wu Bei got a general understanding of the hostel under his feet through Ma Han's reluctant narration.

The full name of the guest house is the Aviation Guest House. Its predecessor was dedicated to serving a certain department of the Air Force. A few years ago, due to some policy and public opinion guidance, it had to be changed to a private operation.

Although the nature of business has changed, many deep-rooted habits have remained.

For example, before leaving, the retired Air Force will definitely come here to entertain their comrades for a good meal, or to hold a small party or something. It is said that many leaders with titles especially like the craftsmanship of the chefs in the guest house, and they will come here for a short stay from time to time. Rest and recuperate for a few days.

It's just that those leaders are relatively low-key, and no one knows their specific identities and which room they stay in.

"Did you see the National Day Hotel with more than [-] floors across the street? Five years ago, the boss was jealous of the business here, and secretly asked someone to make a report. As a result, he happened to find a big guy with poor sleep quality. The National Day Hotel was closed that day. Check, there is still a seal on the door, let's say that the owner who can do big business in Shangjing, where every inch of land is expensive, has nothing to do with everything?"

Ma Han pointed to the towering building on the window sill and chuckled lightly.

"So it's not realistic to check the wards one by one, right?"

Wu Bei also understood the stakes when he heard the sound.

"Don't even think about it, no one knows whether the room that was opened is a dragon or a giant beast."

Ma Han responded with a firm tone.

"Why did you run here?"

Wu Bei squinted his eyes and asked, he was still skeptical about Ma Han's inexplicable appearance in Beijing.

"I'm talking about business. You think everyone has thighs like Guo Pengcheng like you. I can't earn money to develop. Mr. Wei, who was strangled by you just now, is the young master of the food and medicine director's family. I have to work hard to talk to him." Get involved, and the result will be completely ruined by you!"

Ma Han cursed furiously.

"I mean why would you choose this guest house!"

Wu Bei was not interested in chances for any son or young master, he just wanted to quickly find out whether it was possible for Luo Tian to be placed near the writing by that black hand.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Ma Han growled impatiently.

"hold head high?"

Wu Bei flicked his wrist, and said lightly: "Recently, my hands are a little empty, I just want to find a face to rub against, Mr. Ma, are you free?"

"No, can we stop using violence at every turn, and say what we have to say!"

In an instant, Ma Han recalled the fear of being dominated by Wu Bei's big ears when Qiangwei disappeared a while ago, so he sucked his nose twice unnaturally.

"I also want to have a friendly coexistence with you, but you have iron teeth and copper teeth, how can we continue?"

Wu Bei was smoking a cigarette, with a half smile on his face.

"Fuck."

Ma Han pursed his lips and snorted coldly, looking extremely reluctant.

"You can delay as long as you want. Anyway, we are the two who suffer in the end. We can't escape me, and we can't escape you. To tell you the truth, my shopping center is on the verge of bankruptcy. I am now on the wanted list. It’s okay, but if it’s really not clean, it’s a big deal and it’s a big deal. I can’t live with it, and no one can feel comfortable! Including you!”

Wu Bei breathed out the white mist slowly, his tone was calm, but the words in it were really chilling.

"I just accepted it. I came to Beijing to discuss business. A while ago, the pharmaceutical factory had a backlog of drugs that were due to expire, and they really couldn't sell them. As a last resort, I contacted Mr. Wei through a nobleman. The meeting address was also provided by that nobleman."

Ma Han was silent for a long time, gritted his teeth to answer the real reason, and then collapsed like a discouraged ball after speaking.

"Which noble?"

Wu Bei instantly grasped the key point.

"I said you don't even know him, the vice president of the Yangcheng Chamber of Commerce."

Ma Han pouted contemptuously.

"Yangcheng Chamber of Commerce? Do you have a picture of him?"

Wu Bei jumped up "squeaking", feeling that the specific truth was getting closer.

"He's not a peerless beauty. I have nothing to do with keeping his photo, but I have his w letter, and the profile picture seems to be his real self. Take a look..."

Ma Han hurriedly took out his phone, poked the screen a few times, and stretched it in front of Wu Bei.

"It's him!"

When he saw clearly the other party's big fat face that was about to crack, Wu Bei's mouth widened in astonishment. This guy turned out to be the fat guy Zhang Xingyu who had met him twice before.

"you recognize?"

Ma Han was also a little confused.

"Call him! Quick!"

Wu Bei didn't have time to explain anything, so he scolded him with raised eyebrows.

"How's the talk going, pony? Have you mentioned our relationship with Mr. Wei?"

The video was connected, and Zhang Xingyu's iconic pig's kidney face appeared on the screen.

"Brother, no grievances in the past, no grievances in the present, because why play me in the palm of your hand?"

Wu Bei grabbed the phone directly, gritted his teeth and growled.

"Oh, this is not Boss Wu, you are much earlier than I expected, and your reaction speed is not slow, what advice do you have?"

Zhang Xingyu didn't seem surprised by Wu Bei's appearance, he grinned and clicked his mouth twice.

"Where is Luo Tian?"

Wu Bei roared out of breath, if he could get into the phone, he would like to strangle the other party to death on the spot...