Chapter 682 (2/2)
”What do you want to say?” Han Sanyi looks puzzled. Is this old man waiting for him at the top of the mountain? If so, he should know his identity. How dare he speak to him in this tone?
”Can you let me in first? I'm an old man. Can you bear it?” Said the old man.
Han Sanqian can't laugh or cry. The old man has a bad temper. Besides, he didn't force him to go to the top of the mountain to get frozen. How could it be that he was wrong.
”All right, you come in first.” Let's get the way.
When the old man came into the house, he Ting was just carrying a bowl of steaming rice porridge, which was prepared for Han 3000, but he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, so he took it in his own hands.
He Ting looks at Han 3000.Han Sanqian shakes her head, and he Ting no longer asks.
”Very comfortable.” After a mouthful of porridge, I felt warm all over my body. The old man had a look of enjoyment, and then he took a second sip.
Han Sanqian really can't think of the role of the old man in his villa on the hillside. No matter who sees him in Yuncheng, he has to be scared. How can he behave so recklessly.
After he drank all the porridge, Han Sanqian asked, ”what do you want to say to me?”
The old man returned to his enigmatic appearance before, but his performance made Han Sanqian feel like a magic wand, and then it seemed that he was going to play the mystery.
”Give you a chance to change the world. What do you want to make it?” Said the old man.
Sure enough, this old man is not a good man. His first instinct was that he was going to start fooling himself. For such a person, Han Sanqian didn't even bother to talk to him.
”Old man, let's see what the world is like first.” Han Sanqian finished, went to the door and opened the door.
The old man thought that Han Sanqian wanted to talk about his views on the world. He went to the door and asked, ”what do you think? Tell me.”
”You go out first.” Han said.
The old man did not doubt that he was there, and he took a step forward, and this step just walked out of the door.
With a bang, the door was shut mercilessly.
The old man was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't believe it and said, ”lying trough, young people now...”
Is he Tingli's villager
”It's just a prodigy. If he comes back in the future, he will let the security department blow him away.” Han said.
He Ting nodded and wrote down this sentence in her heart.
Outside the door, the cold wind was bleak. The old man stroked his white beard and grinned bitterly. The helm of the four gates of Tianqi was shut directly outside the door. If this word was transmitted back to the apocalypse, they would not have laughed off their big teeth.
”Fortunately, this matter has not been seen by others, this son of a bitch, I will come to you later.” Finish saying that, the old man quickly left, while walking, while still swearing about the weather.
When Han Sanqian returns to his room, Su Yingxia is already awake and is breast feeding Han Nian. The little girl is enjoying her food. Her face is so pink that she can't help but want to kiss her.
After daybreak, many cars stopped at the gate of Yundingshan villa area one after another. Within half an hour, the whole road was full of vehicles, and those people surrounded the gate of the villa area. They were like swarms of ants.
”Han Sanqian's influence is so great that all these people come to please him.”
”That's who Han Sanqian is. Now in Cloud City, he says second, who dares to say first.”
”A few years ago, our Cloud City still regarded him as a loser. Who could have thought that he is so powerful today.”
Seeing this situation, several security guards discussed with a sigh.
Before Han Sanqian's reputation in Cloud City, it can be said that people can spit on two sentences, but now, who can not find a chance to flatter him.
At present, these people are the owners of restaurants, hotels and manors. Knowing that Han Sanqian is going to hold a hundred day banquet for Han Nian, they all want to take advantage of this opportunity to curry favor with Han 3000, so they take the initiative to come to him. After all, the opportunity will not come from heaven, but will depend on themselves.