Medical Sovereign

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Ding Ning is speechless. He has explained many things about Liu Sheng’s sorrows. It’s too lazy to explain it again. “No, she’s just sticking to me.”

"Gummy you can sleep in a room with you?"

Blue Dream Butterfly suddenly opened his brain, and his eyes were confused and didn't know what he was thinking.

Pan Xiangyun's open mouth is sexy, and his mind is even more imaginative. Imagine that Ding Ning was forced to push back by Liu Shengshao, and his face suddenly floated red.

Ding Ning smiled and shook his head. "When you ask gentle, you will know."

Returning the two women back to the Yanjing Hotel and giving them tenderness and softness. What surprised him was that Liu Shengshao had no point to follow him, let him breathe a sigh of relief and greeted him with a sigh of relief.

Zhu Pengcheng did not show up until the end of the banquet. It was not like asking for him. He was confused and he had to figure this out.

"You are Mr. Ding, we are always waiting for you in Room 888."

Just arrived at the door of Jin Bihuang, the lobby manager wearing a cheongsam greeted with a professional smile.

Ding Ning groaned: "He knows I am coming."

"Then I don't know. Zhu always arranged this way. I just acted according to his instructions. Mr. Ding, please come with me."

The lobby manager twisted his hips and led the way, letting Ding Ning see a burst of red ears, and quickly removed his gaze, silently running "Bodhi Heart", pretending to look around to resolve the flaw.

Yanjing may have smashed him in the past few days. He was tempted by Qu Yan last night. A sinister fire was forced to be suppressed by him. This made him suddenly miss the days in Ninghai. At the very least, there was snow falling. Around, there is no way to wait for Xiaoxuan to wait and see, Lingyun will also take the request.

This sudden desire made him realize that after the martial arts, as his physical fitness gradually increased, the demand in some aspects was much stronger than that of normal people.

It’s only a few days, just like the big prison that has been sitting for several years, and the old sow is almost double eyelids.

In front of the 888 room, the charming lobby manager gently knocked on the door, and Zhu Pengcheng’s majestic voice came from inside the door: "Come in, the door is not closed!"

"Mr. Ding, we are waiting for you in Zhu, please come in!"

The lobby manager was very polite and slightly immersed in a pose.

Ding Ning nodded and walked in stalking. He really wanted to understand what Zhu Pengcheng wanted to do.

When he entered the room, the lobby manager closed the door with great interest and quietly left.

"Mr. Ding, fast, please sit down!"

Zhu Pengcheng's chubby face was full of smiles, and he stood up warmly and greeted him. He reached out and asked him to sit on the Italian leather sofa.

Ding Ning was also welcome, sitting on the sofa with his ass, looked around, and praised him in his mouth: "It is a golden glory, which is like a small palace."

Room 888 is a presidential suite, with gold wallpaper, golden floor stalls, golden coffee table, golden sofa, golden appliances, even the toothbrush and towel are all golden, the whole room is a kind of color - gold, let People have the feeling of entering the gold house.

It is reasonable to say that this kind of upstart-like style should make people feel vulgar, but perhaps it is a big custom, that is, Ding Ning not only does not feel vulgar, but has a sense of honor.

My heart is secretly abdomen, Lingyun this girl must have liked it here, which is similar to the taste of her dream of sleeping on a big bed full of money.

"Oh, Mr. Ding must be very curious why I am waiting for you here."

Zhu Pengcheng did not continue to discuss the style of decoration, and asked at the door.

Ding Ning smiled and bowed his head and didn't talk when he was drinking tea. He had nothing to offer, and he was arrogant and arrogant. This Zhu Pengcheng sent him a gift and he was sure to have something to do.

Since he has mastered the initiative, there is no need to show excess curiosity, and thus become passive. Eating sugar-coated shells is also a skill.

Zhu Pengcheng saw that he didn't answer, and the heart was depressed. This kid wouldn't chat, but it also made him realize that Ding Ning is not a young girl who doesn't understand anything.

That being the case, then I would like to talk about it directly, and immediately coughed, and the face showed a sense of emotion: "The world knows that Zhu Pengcheng started from scratch, and spent more than 20 years to create more than 30 including Jin Bihuang. The family club set up the family business of Nuo Da. In the eyes of outsiders, my Zhu Pengcheng is also a personal thing in Yanjing City. Even those who are rich and powerful, I have to give me three points."

Ding Ning is still silent, quietly listening to him, as a hunter who can lurk in the wild for three days and three nights to wait for prey, he is the most indispensable.

Zhu Pengcheng looked at him in a complicated way and laughed at himself: "Maybe in the eyes of most people, I think that I am a successful person standing at the peak of my life. In fact, I know that Zhu Pengcheng has a few pounds and two, every year. In this city, people who are eager to get ahead of the crowd do not know how many people there are. Among them, there are many highly educated universities, masters and even doctoral graduates. There are more excellent talents, but there are few people who can succeed in the big waves. More people are not smashing sand, or just like everyone. I am Zhu Pengcheng, who is just a junior high school graduate. In the words of the city people, it is a muddy leg from the countryside. Why can I succeed? ”

Ding Ning's light flashed, his brow wrinkled slightly. He didn't know why Zhu Pengcheng had a deep conversation with him, but he could feel the sincerity in his words, so he continued to remain silent and listened carefully, wanting to know what he wanted. What to say.

“In this city, most successful people like to wear dresses to attend cocktail receptions, drink red wine, smoke cigars, dance national standards, and install gentlemen. It seems that it is not like that of the upper class. The whole self is like a nobleman. Even the occasional drink of tea should be pretending to be a tea art, I am!"

Zhu Pengcheng didn't mind his attitude. He took a cup of tea and took a sip. He said with a slight sarcasm: "My old Zhu is a muddy leg from the countryside. I don't have any culture. I don't know anything about elegance. Drinking tea is purely for thirst. I can't drink any difference between 10,000 yuan and two teas and one hundred yuan and ten pounds of tea. Anyway, I have to spit tea at the end of the wine. It’s better to drink Erguotou."

Ding Ning listened to him with a smile, and more and more wondered what the purpose of this guy who was kind to him.

"Hey! For a long time, you should be annoyed."

Zhu Pengcheng sighed, and his eyes looked at him with a small eye.

"I don't think so. It's very interesting. Zhu's character is very cool. He is not artificial, and he has a grassy atmosphere. He is a man who can be handed over."

Ding Ningyun complimented the light wind.

"Really? Haha, I can get a compliment from Mr. Ding. My old Zhu is also a face, hahaha."

Zhu Pengcheng’s small eyes, which are not big, have become a seam, as if it was praised by Ding Ning, how glory is.

In the following time, Zhu Pengcheng talked with him about the interesting things happening in Yanjing City. The intimate attitude was like that of Ding Ning, who had known his old friends for many years, but he did not mention the reason for waiting for him. .

Ding Ning has a feeling of crying and laughing. This guy is definitely not as honest and straightforward as the one on the surface. It is a very old fox that is very good at nonsense.

Seeing the passage of time, he still has to do business at night. Listening to his nonsense, Ding Ning gradually became intolerant, but still maintains the courtesy on the surface: "Zhu always talks about humor, sees Guangbo, makes me hate and Zhu Zongbing talked in the candlelight night, but I still have something to do at night. I can’t accompany Zhu’s general today, and I will leave.

"Oh, that... that's fine. I saw it with Mr. Ding. If there is time, let's talk a little more."

Ding Ning retreats to force Zhu Pengcheng to speak out the purpose, but unexpectedly Zhu Pengcheng does not leak, laughing and standing up to send guests, still did not say the meaning of intention.

"That line, I have time to visit Zhu Zong again, but I am riddled with common things. I am afraid I will not be able to stay in Yanjing for a few days. If I can’t get out of the air before I can’t come, I can’t blame Zhu. It is."

Ding Ning sees Zhu Pengcheng so calmly, and too lazy to entangle with him. The meaning in this sentence is that I can stay in Yanjing for a few days, and I don’t have time to see you before I leave. If you don’t say it again, then Never say anything.

Zhu Pengcheng stunned and his expression changed a little. He was so proud of Ding Ning that he couldn’t help but say the purpose of looking for him. However, Zhu Pengcheng’s face quickly returned to nature, still with a signature boldness. Smile: "Well, come to Japan, when Mr. Ding is free to come to Yanjing, don't forget to call me Lao Zhu, I will do my best."

Ding Ning completely stunned, is this Zhu Pengcheng really just seeing him like him, want to make friends with him? Nothing to find him? This is too unscientific?

But Zhu Pengcheng did not mention anything from the beginning to the end asking him to do anything, as if he really just wanted to make friends with him, so that he had a kind of guilty feeling of punching in the empty space.

Since even the words of the resignation have been said, Ding Ning is also embarrassed to rely on it again, just in the personal transfer of Zhu Pengcheng, full of doubts and leave.

Hummer went out of the splendid parking lot and stopped at the corner of the street.

Ding Ning sat in the driver's seat with a bitter smile, he went to force Zhu Pengcheng to go, and forgot that the highlight of this evening is still brilliant.

But now he can't turn back and go back. Zhu Pengcheng knows that he can't hold his breath and laughs at the big teeth.

The distressed scratched his head and snorted in his mouth: "This Zhu Pengcheng, what medicine is it sold in the gourd?"

I have to say that Zhu Pengcheng's Yunshan fog cover really evokes his strong curiosity and makes him tickle.

This feeling of appetite, let him hate really want to take this old boy to grab a meal and say.

But what surprised him even more was that he sent a magic mosquito to pry into the privacy of Zhu Pengcheng, but he could not even enter the 888 room.

The golden door that looked extremely luxurious was even tightly stitched with the ground, and even the magic mosquito could not drill in, and Zhu Pengcheng never came out after entering the room.

This made him more curious about Zhu Pengcheng. What kind of person is this? What kind of identity does he have? What do you want to express to yourself?

An ordinary businessman? Impossible, just the golden door that can isolate the magic mosquitoes, it is not something that ordinary people can make.

In Room 888, the smile on Zhu Pengcheng's face converges, and he sighs back and forth.

“Why don’t you tell him directly?”

A sly figure appeared like a ghost, asking coldly.

If Ding Ning would be shocked here, he stayed here for nearly an hour, and did not even find a third person in the room.