Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Although she was secretly blaming someone for her incomprehensible style, Ren Fei still showed her extraordinary demeanor very well. I saw that she put away the unnatural look on her face almost instantly, turned sideways to get out of the way, Yan Ran With a smile:

"No, it's just that I just received a harassing call and I'm not in a good mood.

Come in quickly, let's see if there is anything in your posture that you need my sister to help with? "

"Sister Ren Fei is wise! Sure enough, you can't hide anything from your eyes!" Meng Lang said with a smile all over his face, "Little brother really needs my sister's help with a little matter."

After Meng Lang and the two sat down, Ren Fei lay sideways on the bed without seeing anyone else, with her head propped up in a leisurely posture of listening to the government: "Well, let's hear it."

"Okay!" Meng ignored the beautiful scenery on the bed, and said with a serious face, "Before that, can I ask you about someone? I know this person exists, but I don't know the details. .”

"Ask, and I'll tell you if I know."

"Well, I don't know if my sister is clear about the president of the Overseas Chinese Alien Association, 'Mr. Shuangmu'?"

"Mr. Shuangmu? Of course I know, what do you want to ask about him?"

"Well, according to the information I have, it seems that Dumas, the vice president, has been in charge of various affairs of the Overseas Chinese Alien Association for the past ten years, and Mr. Shuangmu rarely shows up.

This made his identity a mystery even more mysterious, and even Er Zhuang couldn't find information about his true identity. "

"It's only natural that you can't find his information. Because the so-called Mr. Shuangmu is a fake identity, and even the so-called Mr. Shuangmu who attends the meeting every time are just the same size he cultivated. substitute."

"No wonder! I said why the people tracked by satellites are different every time. It turns out that the real Mr. Shuangmu has never appeared...but what is he doing this for?"

"Because his identity is too sensitive, as a man who can cause a tsunami in the international financial world with just a sneeze, exposing his identity will only cause unnecessary trouble for overseas Chinese and strangers. "

Meng Lang nodded clearly, and at the same time, a flash of light flashed in his mind.

'Identity sensitive?finance?overseas Chinese?Why does this person sound so familiar?Shouldn't...'

So he tentatively asked: "Sister Ren Fei, the person you are talking about, could it be that Lin's International Bank..."

"You guessed it right, the real identity of Mr. Shuangmu is Lin Xiao, the helm of Lin International."

"Hiss—" Meng Lang gasped.

The Lu family, the Lu family, the Tang family, Penglai, the Wuhou faction, Quanxing...these are not all, but now you tell me that Lin Wanyu's father is directly the head of one of the world's six alien organizations?

Isn't the place of iPartment too outrageous?The combined forces represented by these people would probably be able to forcibly kill the Holy Land of Ancient Buddha.

Meng Lang silently wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He was very glad that he joined the warm and harmonious family of iPartment on the second day after he traveled through time.

"Sister Ren Fei, if this is the case, my little brother will know it well. I really want to ask you for help when I come here today."

"what's up?"

"Hey, it's not a big deal~ I, one of the 'two tops', have been thinking about moving very quietly recently, and I want to take in a few apprentices and teach them all I have learned.

But my little brother has little knowledge, so I will inevitably miss some wild unicorns when I manage this matter by myself, so I came here thinking of asking my sister for help, and use my contacts to help me deliver this news to the ears of every stranger who wants to be a flower grower ..."

PS: Second more.

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Chapter 253 Zeng Xiaoxian Returns?

An hour later, Meng Lang with dry mouth took Feng Baobao back to room 520 next door.

"You guys are back? Drink some water and rest, how are things going?" Zhuge Dali, who had already changed into Pikachu's cute pajamas, handed the cup he had prepared to Meng Lang and asked at the same time.

Meng Lang gave the little girl an OK gesture with a tired expression: "It's done, if everything goes well, after we come back from Neon, that kid Zhang Chulan will be busy."

"Well, that's good." Zhuge Dali didn't ask any more questions, seeing that the usually fierce and fierce Meng deliberately pretended to be troubled and sad, and guessed his little thoughts in a moment of astonishment.

But the little girl who felt the threat from the next door not only did not expose Meng's thoughts at all, but followed his meaning and smiled and said:

"Meng Lang, didn't you agree to teach me and Sister Bao'er how to massage? Seeing how hard you've worked so hard, I'll reward you today.

Let me learn first~ You come to teach, I will practice with you, and I will often press it for you when I become proficient. "

'Yes!Plan to pass! '

Roaring with excitement from the bottom of his heart, Meng felt that he had not only found the hope of getting rid of his identity as a technician, but also faintly saw the dawn of singing as a turned serf.

Desperately suppressing the surprise and not letting it show on his face, Meng Lang showed his usual honest and honest face and said, "How embarrassing is this..."

While talking, Meng quickly released a clothes-cleaning spell on himself, and then quickly took off his shoes and lay down on the bed.

"But since you are so persistent Dali, then I have no choice but to reluctantly support your idea~ Come on, let's start with the relaxation techniques of the back muscles."

Zhuge Dali: (￣ー￣?)? ? ?

"Okay, but I'm not proficient in my technique, so bear with me if there is any inappropriate force."

Meng Lang: (゜-゜) ゞ?

"Ah!! Highly ... vigorously ... ah ---- !!!"

So, for the next hour or so, Miss Ren, who was sleeping next door, was lucky enough to hear a series of unimaginable moans from men...

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Early the next morning, the three of Meng Lang took a takeaway breakfast from the hotel, bid farewell to Ren Fei, and caught the first flight back to Shanghai.

Along the way, Meng supported his old waist with a look of lovelessness, tremblingly enjoying Feng Baobao's food, which was not very caring and often withheld more than half of it.

Zhuge Dali ignored the shameless show of a strong man, but held two mobile phones, recording and summarizing last night's massage study on the one hand, and on the other hand, at the same time, he made a plan for the wild unicorn abduction plan proposed by Meng Lang yesterday. A series of supplements and improvements were made.

Just like that, the little girl finally finished typing and took back her phone when the plane was about to land, and Meng Lang finally watched helplessly as Gua Po Niang finished his portion of breakfast one bite at a time.

"Alas..." Sighing deeply, Meng Lang saw that the plane had already landed, so he stopped pretending, and took the lead to walk out with the two girls under the envious eyes of the six uncles who were traveling in the first class cabin. up the cabin.

Before leaving the door, Meng turned his head and left a meaningful smile on the group of old men who were staring at the two girls.

That expression seemed to say: "Are you envious? It's useless to be envious, even if you also fly first class, but do you have such a top female companion?

I'm so sorry~ I have what you don't have, and not only do I have two! "

Uncles, you are in your club, I am rich and I am expensive, everyone’s perfume does not make toilet water, I brought my sister home, if you want to find a girl, follow Xu Laosi, go to the club to wash your feet more.

'But why do you always feel that one of these people looks so familiar?Can't remember where I saw it?Forget it~ It's probably an illusion, the little old man is obviously a different person, maybe he saw it when he was flipping through the file. '

Meng Lang shook his head lightly, ran two quick steps to catch up with the two girls who had gone a little far away while he was thinking, and the three of them walked back talking and laughing...

Another two hours later, Meng Lang, carrying seven or eight bags of barbecue, followed the girl into the gate of 3601.

It was lunch time, and there were three members of the Lu family, three members of the Zhang family, and a pink-haired little loli sitting at the dining table in 3601.