Chapter 587

Ding Ning was speechless. He explained Liu Sheng and shallow Dai many times. He was too lazy to explain again. He said casually, "no, she just sticks to me."

"You can sleep in the same room with you?"

Blue Mengdie's brain hole suddenly opened, and her eyes were blurred. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Pan Xiangyun opened his sexy mouth in amazement, and his mind was full of imagination. He imagined that Ding Ning was forcibly pushed back by Liu shengqian Dai, and a blush rose on his face.

Ding Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head. "You'll know later when you ask gentleness and softness."

Send the two women back to Yanjing Hotel and give them to gentle and soft. To his surprise, Liu shengqian Dai didn't want to follow him at all. He was relieved, said hello and went straight to the resplendence.

Zhu Pengcheng didn't show up until the end of the banquet. He didn't look like asking for him at all, which confused him. He must understand this.

"Are you Mr. Ding? Mr. Zhu is waiting for you in room 888."

Just after arriving at the resplendent gate, the lobby manager in cheongsam greeted him with a professional smile.

Ding Ning was stunned: "he knew I was coming."

"Then I don't know. Zhu always arranges like this. I just follow his orders, Mr. Ding. Please follow me."

The lobby manager twisted his hips and led the way in front of him. Ding Ning looked red and hot. He quickly looked away and silently ran the Bodhi Heart formula, pretending to look around to solve the embarrassment.

Coming to Yanjing these days can suffocate him. He was seduced by Qu Yan again last night, and a evil fire was forcibly pressed down by him, which made him suddenly miss his days in Ninghai. At least there was snow around him. It's really not good. Xiao Yao is waiting, and Ling Yun will take whatever he wants.

This sudden desire made him realize that after military training, with the gradual enhancement of his physical quality, his demand in some aspects was much stronger than that of normal people.

It's only a few days. It's like being in prison for several years. Look, the old sow is almost double eyelids.

In front of room 888, the charming lobby manager gently knocked on the door. Zhu Pengcheng's dignified voice came from the door: "come in, the door is not closed!"

"Mr. Ding, president Zhu is waiting for you inside. Please come in!"

The lobby manager bowed politely and made a gesture of invitation.

Ding Ning nodded and swaggered in. He really wanted to find out what Zhu Pengcheng wanted to do.

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

"Mr. Ding, come on, please sit down!"

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

Ding Ning was also impolite. He sat down on the sofa, looked around, and said, "it's really magnificent. It's like a small imperial palace."

Room 888 is a presidential suite with golden wallpaper, golden stall, golden tea table, golden sofa, golden household appliances, and even special toothbrushes and towels. There is a color in the whole room - gold, which makes people feel like entering the golden house.

Reasonably speaking, this upstart style should make people feel vulgar, but perhaps it is vulgar, that is, elegant. Ding Ning not only doesn't feel vulgar, but has a sense of dignity.

The girl Lingyun must like it here, which is similar to her taste of dreaming of sleeping in a big bed full of money.

"Hehe, Mr. Ding must be curious about why I am waiting for you here."

Zhu Pengcheng didn't continue the discussion of decoration style and asked directly.

Ding Ning smiled, bowed his head and drank tea without talking. He was courteous and either traitor or thief. Zhu Pengcheng gave him a big gift as soon as he came up. He must have asked for talent.

Now that he has mastered the initiative, there is no need to show excessive curiosity and become passive. Eating sugar coated shells also needs skills.

When Zhu Pengcheng saw that he didn't answer, he was depressed. Would the boy talk, but it also made him realize that Ding Ning was not a green head who didn't understand anything.

In that case, let's talk straight to the point and give a dry cough immediately, His face was filled with emotion: "the world knows that I Zhu Pengcheng started from scratch. It took more than 20 years to establish more than 30 clubs, including resplendence, and created a noble family business. In the eyes of outsiders, I Zhu Pengcheng is also a figure in Yanjing city. Even the rich and young of those rich families have to give me face."

Ding Ning was still silent and listened to him quietly. As a hunter who could hide in the wild for three days and nights since the age of eight, the most important thing he needed was patience.

Zhu Pengcheng gave him a complicated look, He laughed at himself: "In the eyes of most people, I may think I am a successful person standing at the peak of my life, but in fact, I Zhu Pengcheng know how many kilograms I have. I don't know how many people are working hard in this city every year and eager to make a difference. There are many highly educated universities, masters and even doctoral graduates. There are many excellent talents, but under the waves, I can finally be successful There are few successful people. More people either break the halberd and sink into the sand, or die with the people. I Zhu Pengcheng is just a big old man who graduated from junior high school. In the words of city people, he is a mud leg from the countryside. Why can I succeed? "

Ding Ning's eyes flickered and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He didn't know why Zhu Pengcheng talked to him, but he could feel the sincerity in his words, so he continued to keep silent and listened carefully to know what he wanted to say.

"In this city, most successful people like to wear dresses to attend cocktail parties. They drink red wine, smoke cigars, dance national standards and pretend to be gentlemen. It seems that if they don't, they don't look like upper class people. They look like aristocrats. Even if they drink tea occasionally, they have to pretend to be sophisticated and have a tea art. Bah!"

Zhu Pengcheng didn't mind his attitude. He took a cup of tea and took a sip, A slightly ironic way: "My old Zhu is a mud leg from the countryside. He has no culture and doesn't understand any elegance. Drinking tea is purely to quench his thirst. I can't drink tea of 10000 yuan or two and tea of 100 yuan or ten jin. Anyway, I have to spit tea powder. I'm not used to drinking red wine. I don't have any strength at all. It's better to drink Erguotou."

Ding Ning listened to his nagging with a smile and wondered more and more what the purpose of the guy who was full of kindness to him was.

"Hey! I've been nagging for a long time. You should be tired of listening."

Zhu Pengcheng sighed. His small eyes looked at him and asked.

"I don't think so. It's very interesting. President Zhu is forthright and straightforward. He is not artificial. He has a rash atmosphere. He is a person to make friends with."

Ding Ning paid a gentle compliment.

"Really? Ha ha, if you can get a compliment from Mr. Ding, my old Zhu will have a good face, ha ha ha."

Zhu Pengcheng's small eyes narrowed into a seam, as if praised by Ding Ning. It's a great honor.

The next time, Zhu Pengcheng talked to him about the interesting things that happened in Yanjing. His affectionate attitude was like Ding Ning was an old friend who had known him for many years, but he never mentioned the reason for waiting for him.

Ding Ning has a sense of bewilderment. This guy is definitely not as simple and straightforward as he appears. He is a very good old fox at bullshit.

Seeing the passage of time, he still has business to do in the evening. Listening to his nonsense from all over the world, Ding Ning is getting impatient, but still maintains his superficial politeness: "president Zhu talks with humor and has a wide range of knowledge, which makes me wish I could talk with president Zhu at night, but I still have something to do in the evening. I can't have fun with president Zhu today. I'll leave first."

"Well... That's good. Mr. Ding and I hit it off at first sight. If we have time, let's talk more."

Ding Ning tried to force Zhu Pengcheng to speak out his purpose by retreating, but unexpectedly, Zhu Pengcheng stood up to see off the guests with a smile and still didn't say his intention.

"That's OK. I'll visit president Zhu another day when I have time, but I'm entangled in worldly affairs. I'm afraid I can't stay in Yanjing for a few days. If I can't spare time to say goodbye to president Zhu before I leave, president Zhu, please don't blame me."

Ding Ning saw that Zhu Pengcheng was so calm and didn't bother to tangle with him again. What he said means that I don't have a few days to stay in Yanjing, and I may not have time to see you before I leave. If you don't say it again, don't say it forever.

Zhu Pengcheng was stunned, and his expression was somewhat changeable. Just when Ding Ning was secretly proud that he could not help but say the purpose of looking for him, unexpectedly, Zhu Pengcheng's face soon returned to nature, Still with a signature bold smile: "OK, the future is long. When Mr. Ding is free to come back to Yanjing, don't forget to call me Lao Zhu, and I'll play the host's friendship."

Ding Ning is completely confused. Does Zhu Pengcheng really just want to make friends with him at first sight? Nothing to do with him? That's unscientific, isn't it?

But Zhu Pengcheng really didn't mention what to ask him to do from beginning to end. It seemed that he really just wanted to make friends with him, which made him feel like he had to punch in the air with all his strength.

Since he even said goodbye, Ding Ning was embarrassed to stay here again. He left with doubts under Zhu Pengcheng's personal escort.

The Hummer came out of the magnificent parking lot, took a turn along the street and stopped.

Ding Ning sat in the driver's seat with a wry smile on his face. He patronized and forced Zhu Pengcheng to go. He forgot that the highlight of tonight's show was still brilliant.

But now he can't turn around and go back. Zhu Pengcheng knows that he can't hold his breath and will laugh off his big teeth.

He scratched his head in distress and scolded: "what kind of medicine does Zhu Pengcheng sell in the gourd?"

It has to be said that Zhu Pengcheng's cloud mountain fog mask really aroused his strong curiosity and made him itch in his heart.

This kind of appetizing feeling made him really want to catch the old boy and beat him up.

But what surprised him more was that he sent magic mosquitoes to spy on Zhu Pengcheng's privacy, but he couldn't even get into room 888.

The golden door, which looked extremely luxurious, fit perfectly with the ground. Even magic mosquitoes couldn't get 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? It's impossible. Just the golden door that can isolate the prying of magic mosquitoes can't be made by ordinary people.

In room 888, Zhu Pengcheng's smile converged and paced back and forth with a long sigh.

"Why don't you just tell him?"

A slim figure appeared like a ghost and asked coldly.

If Ding Ning were here, he would be shocked. He stayed here for nearly an hour and didn't find a third person in the room.