"Sister Ying, you are not angry, I was just joking." Tang Xiaobao's ability to read people's expressions improved.
"You're right. Sometimes, it's not a good thing for a person to be too smart, especially for women. Being too smart is not a good thing." Cao Ying said lightly.
Tang Xiaobao said quickly: "Hey, I'm really kidding. A woman as outstanding as Sister Ying, with both wisdom and beauty, would be vying for marriage by all the men in the world. How could she not be able to get married? If it really can't be done, I can even marry you, of course--"
"Are you done yet?" Cao Ying glared at Tang Xiaobao, her face flushing again. "Do you really think I can't get married? And what do you mean by marry me if you really can't? Am I the cabbage that no one wants in the market?"
Tang Xiaobao covered his mouth and dared not say a word.
Oh my god! Talking to an intelligent woman is so stressful. I feel like I'm asking for death.
The car finally stopped in front of a hotel.
After dinner, Cao Ying took Tang Xiaobao to a nearby hotel.
The hotel is well decorated. As soon as you enter the lobby, you will feel magnificent, as if you have entered a palace.
This is a paradise for gambling stone enthusiasts, and naturally it is also a place frequented by wealthy people. The decoration of the hotel is not comparable to that of a small mountain town like Bazhong City.
Tang Xiaobao shrank back, feeling anxious.
It would be nice if I could live in the same room with Sister Ying.
Of course, the possibility of this is almost zero.
Does Cao Ying need this money?
Facts have proved that...Tang Xiaobao's guess was correct.
But he hadn't expected that Cao Ying didn't even need to book a room to stay at the hotel. The manager was already waiting there. When he saw her, he immediately bowed and said, "Miss, Mr. Tang's presidential suite is ready. Would you like to stay in your original room?"
Cao Ying nodded, took the room card and led Tang Xiaobao into the elevator.
Tang Xiaobao felt extremely complicated.
The dream of sleeping in the same room with Cao Ying was shattered.
Fortunately, he was finally able to enjoy the legendary presidential suite, and he was still very excited.
Tang Xiaobao couldn't help but shudder when he glanced at the price list behind the bar.
Damn, five digits!
The numbers are quite auspicious.
It’s really expensive!
He is now a real local tycoon, but in terms of concept, he is still a local farmer from a farming family, so it is inevitable that he feels emotional.
"This is your room." Cao Ying brought Tang Xiaobao to the presidential suite, opened the door for him, and asked, "How is it?"
"Good, very good, extremely good, but it's a little too good." Tang Xiaobao was as amazed as Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
Cao Ying said, "That's good. You should rest first. I'll call you to go to Jiangnan City tomorrow morning."
After saying that, Cao Ying turned and left. Tang Xiaobao wanted to chat for a while, but in the end he didn't dare to keep her.
He was really scared.
Cao Ying is so smart that she makes him feel uneasy all the time.
Tang Xiaobao didn't sleep well that night.
The presidential suite was indeed of such high quality that it took him half the night to get used to it.
Early in the morning, Cao Ying came to wake up Tang Xiaobao, and they went out for breakfast together. Then the same driver from yesterday took them to the airport.
Smooth boarding.
Tang Xiaobao had no interest in talking on the plane and seemed much more depressed.
Luo Ya has returned to Jiangnan City for a long time, and the two have not been in contact until now.
There seemed to be an invisible river between the two of them, separating them.
The two were once very close, maybe that was not true love, but Tang Xiaobao thought of her from time to time.
I’m finally going to Jiangnan City, but so what?
Where does Luoya live?
Tang Xiaobao didn't know.
He had no way of seeing Luo Ya.
I guess I won’t see it.
So what if I see him?
Tang Xiaobao could only smile bitterly.
"What are you thinking about?" Cao Ying asked proactively, which was rare.
Her expression softened considerably.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I didn't think anything."
Cao Ying wanted to speak again but stopped.
After more than an hour, the plane landed at Jiangnan Airport.
Outside the airport, a Lincoln limousine was already waiting there. The two got in the car and drove straight towards the city.
Along the way, Tang Xiaobao looked left and right, his eyes almost too busy to keep up.
Everywhere you look, you see tall buildings standing in rows, a prosperous scene.
"It's worthy of being Jiangnan City. It's much more modern than Bazhong." Tang Xiaobao sighed like a farmer who had just entered the city.
Cao Ying smiled and said, "When you face these things every day, maybe you'll start to miss your Seoul home, where it was actually more comfortable. I think that day won't be too far away."
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said nothing.
The car passed through the city and headed towards the suburbs. Tang Xiaobao was a little surprised: "Are you still living in the suburbs?"
Cao Ying explained, "We have a big family, and we're a lot of people, but we don't usually live together. We only get together during the holidays. The old man lives in the mountains in the suburbs. I brought you here this time because I want you to help me check him up. He's a bit old-fashioned and doesn't want to cause trouble for his children and grandchildren. He also hates going to the hospital and is very disappointed with it."
"Is the old man in poor health?" Tang Xiaobao asked stupidly.
Cao Ying was speechless.
Why are you here if you are in good health?
Tang Xiaobao himself felt that there was something wrong with this statement, and asked again with some embarrassment: "I mean, does the old man have any particularly serious illness?"
"No."
Cao Ying's answer was decisive, but her brows were furrowed. "It's just that his condition is very complicated. You'll know when you go see him."
Tang Xiaobao had no way to ask any more questions.
Finally, Tang Xiaobao saw a mountain in the distance.
The mountain is not big and cannot be compared with Tang Xiaobao’s hometown, but as soon as he saw the mountain, Tang Xiaobao felt very familiar.
The car was driving slowly on the winding mountain road, with lush pines and cypresses on both sides. Tang Xiaobao could clearly see that there were many cameras distributed in the forest.
About half an hour later, the car finally stopped at the gate of a manor halfway up the mountain.
The manor seemed very quiet and quite large. There were two cars parked at the door, one of which had a military license plate, and the other was very ordinary, estimated to be worth only two or three hundred thousand.
After getting out of the car, Cao Ying took Tang Xiaobao into the manor. There were two security guards at the door. They looked ordinary, but their eyes were sharp, as if they could see through people's hearts at a glance.
They are all masters!
Tang Xiaobao knew what was going on.
The manor has gardens, lawns, bridges, flowing water, pavilions and towers, and is decorated in a particularly typical retro style.
In the distance, there is a row of corridors, and at regular intervals, there are pavilions with wooden tables and benches.
After entering the corridor, Tang Xiaobao saw an acquaintance at a glance.
In a pavilion not far away, Cao Jianjun and another middle-aged man of similar age were sitting together drinking tea. Opposite them, there was a rattan chair with an old man sitting on it. He had silver hair and closed his eyes, as if he was resting, and looked very old.
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