Super Special Forces King

Chapter 214

214.

After ten minutes of fierce bargaining, both sides racked their brains to fight, and finally paid 25,600 yuan for 15 bowls of noodles.

Zhuo Zhaoyun happily sat on the sofa in the living room eating steaming noodles, turned on the TV and watched the morning news.

However, Zhang Feng forced himself into the kitchen again and cooked another bowl for himself.

When I brought it out, I saw Zhuo Zhaoyun had eaten up the noodles in her bowl and was drinking soup.

"You have all eaten? Do you have such a big appetite?" asked in surprise.

Zhuo Zhaoyun patted her belly and said, "Huh, you have to take care of it, hehe, hot noodles are more comfortable than bread in the stomach."

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, and while eating his own noodles, he asked, "By the way, last night my senior sister said that you two are good for wine and food, so you drank too much, but I think you don’t even have root hair on the table. What's the wine?"

"Hey, the food is good anyway, but I won't tell you, I have to pack up and go to work." After that, Zhuo Zhaoyun stood up smilingly and ran into her room.

Zhang Feng was so big for a while, it was weird. Could it be that the smog in Kyoto was regarded as a snack?

When Zhuo Zhaoyun came out of the room again, it was another look, black stockings, hip skirt, OL uniform, and a coffee-colored wool coat. Exquisite makeup, curled up hair, plus a pair of rimless glasses, looks extremely capable.

As soon as Zhuo Zhaoyun left, the doorbell rang again.

Through the cat's eyes, he saw a strange middle-aged man standing outside, opened the door and asked, "Hello, what's the matter?"

"Are you Mr. Zhang Feng? Mr. Wang asked me to give this to you, and at the same time invite you to be a guest at home in your free time." The middle-aged man was gentle and good-natured. He took out a document bag from his pocket and handed it out. To Zhang Feng.

"Old man Wang? Which old man?" Zhang Feng asked, he didn't remember who he knew with the old man.

"Elder Wang is the head of the Wang family and the grandfather of the patriotic young master." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, the master confessed to me is done, goodbye." After speaking, the man turned and walked without any muddle.

Wang Aiguo's grandfather invited himself to be a guest? What the **** is this, grandpa jumped out when grandson was cleaned up? If you cleaned him up, wouldn't it be that his family's ancestral grave would not be exploded?

Close the door, sit on the sofa and open the file bag. Inside, there is an agreement for the transfer of a villa. All the formalities are available, and it is now under Zhang Feng's name.

In addition, there was a note in the document bag with a phone number written on it, but no name was noted. However, Zhang Feng estimated that this phone number should belong to Mr. Wang, and he was a little hesitant about whether to call. intend.

It is better to deliberately keep a distance if I and Wang's family have no grievances about Wang's patriotism and cannot understand each other's attitude.

I just don't know what to do today. Now that I have this villa, I just went to see the house. It's not a way to always live in the same room with Zhuo Zhaoyun.

I took out my mobile phone from my pocket and dialed a phone number. It took a long time to beep before I was connected. An impatient voice came from inside: "Who? Is there something wrong? Isn't people sleeping early in the morning? , How about soul calling?"

"Hu Lao San, it's okay, the sun is basking, and you are still sleeping." Zhang Feng said teasingly.

"Zhang Lao Er? I thought who it was when I went. You kid Niu B, I can hear about yesterday’s thing. I originally wanted to call you. I didn’t expect you to call by yourself. Come out and play?" Hu Xinjian smiled.

Since he heard what Zhang Feng said, he just detained the management rights of the film and television company from Wang Aiguo's hands, not to me? Well, I can only go to my sister's ear to blow a hair, don't you want to soak my sister? How can I help without any benefit? Wang Aiguo, who has a good grasp of the scale, has no temper at all, and directly handed over the ownership of the film and television company to him. As a result, Hu Xinjian turned his face and refused to recognize him, so Wang Aiguo could only jump and scold his mother in private, without any temper.

"Just forget it. I've built a villa and I'm going to take a look. Isn't this unfamiliar? I want to ask you, the ground snake for help?" Zhang Feng said.

"It's easy to say. I'll go to you in an hour." After that, Hu Xinjian hung up the phone.

An hour later, Hu Xinjian appeared downstairs in the community on time, still looking at his arrogant and domineering open-top Maybach sports car, but in the co-pilot seat was a woman with sunglasses covering her face.

After receiving a call from Hu Xinjian, Zhang Feng put on his clothes casually and went downstairs and drove out his Ford Raptor.

Parked the car and Maybach, Zhang Feng put down the window and smiled: "Hu Lao San, how is it? Do you know where it is?"

"Made, how many times did Lao Tzu tell me, call me Hu Sanshao, what Hu Laosan, it sounds like the bandit leader Hu Hansan." Hu Xinjian cursed and corrected: "Wipe, there are places in Kyoto that I am not familiar with. Let’s go, I’ll lead the way, you just follow.”

The woman sitting in the car is Yan Yuer, who has officially become his girlfriend under Hu Xinjiantian’s shameless and unshakable offensive. Hearing the conversation between the two of them, I couldn't help but smile, Hu Sanshao, Hu Laosan, the bandit leader Hu Hansan.

After Maybach got out of the city and got on the highway, he stepped on the accelerator to the end and started racing.

120^130^150^170.

Hu Xinjian deliberately wanted to leave Zhang Feng behind, but he was surprised to find that no matter how he speeded up, the Ford Raptor was just walking behind, not far or near, but it was as uncomfortable as a throat.

"Made! I still don't believe I can't get rid of you. If I can't beat you, I can still beat you in the car?" Hu Xinjian increased the throttle again, the top sports car was modified, and the speed suddenly soared to 220.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang, and Hu Xinjian didn't want to answer the phone, so he said, "Yu'er, help me see who is calling.

"Okay." Yan Yuer took out the phone from his pocket, connected, turned on the voice, and heard Zhang Feng's grinning voice: "Hu Lao San, come and look at your left!"

When Hu Xinjian heard it, Yu Guang glanced to the left, and saw a roar of a bird of prey passing by, and he could even hear the roar of the opponent's engine.

After being copied by Zhang Feng, Hu Xinjian suddenly withered, closed the throttle, and suddenly slowed down. He picked up the phone and said, "Zhang Lao Er, are you crazy? You got close to 250 with a broken pickup truck!"

"What's the matter with a broken pickup? I just can't understand you guys who pretend, grass!"