C318 Sunset clouds pavilion (2/2)
After Fang Yang was silent for a while, he then faintly opened his mouth and said: ”Elder Brother Liu, we cannot continue living in this house. I suggest that when sister-in-law comes back, we can stay in another house for the time being.”
Liu Mingfeng was, after all, a billionaire with a price of a billion, and there were quite a few mansions and apartments in the Eastsea City, so it was quite simple to move to another place.
It was just that this was his home after all, and Fang Yang asked him to move out of the way, causing him to be puzzled. He could only ask: ”Brother Fang, at least give me a warning, what happened to my house? What the hell is this Dragon Confining Squad? ”
Fang Yang did not have any plans to tell Liu Mingfeng, but changed the topic and asked: ”Elder Brother Liu, can you contact this Immortal Han?”
”Immortal Han?” Liu Mingfeng's face was filled with astonishment. After thinking for a while, he finally recalled the swindler, Immortal Han, and said: ”Isn't this guy a swindler? Brother Fang, what are you looking for him for? ”
Fang Yang did not say anything, but looked at Liu Mingfeng sternly, waiting for his reply.
Seeing that Fang Yang's face had changed, Liu Mingfeng was not one to be disrespectful, and said: ”Immortal Han was introduced to me by a friend, I did not save his phone number, and will call you to ask for his number.”
With that, Liu Mingfeng immediately used his phone to call the man.
Fang Yang listened in on the conversation between the two of them from the side. He knew that Liu Mingfeng's friends didn't have a way to contact him either, and only knew where to find him.
After Liu Mingfeng hung up the phone, he said directly: ”My friend said that Immortal Han s usually have Sunset Clouds Pavilion.”
”Sunset Clouds Pavilion?” Fang Yang asked solemnly: ”What is this place called Sunset Clouds Pavilion?”
”Sunset Clouds Pavilion is a vegetarian restaurant, and also a private chef's restaurant. Every meal is expensive, and if an ordinary person does not have some ability, they would not even think of getting a membership card.” Liu Mingfeng said proudly: ”I only have one Sunset Clouds Pavilion membership card.”
Hearing that, Fang Yang extended his hand out: ”Hand it over.”
Liu Mingfeng was not stingy, he took out a Sunset Clouds Pavilion membership card and said: ”Brother Fang, you …”
But, Fang Yang directly went past Liu Mingfeng and left the room without saying a word.
Before Liu Mingfeng could regain his senses, the sound of the car starting could be heard.
After Fang Yang left, Liu Mingfeng who was staying in his house felt a chill down his spine for no reason.
”I didn't expect to feel so eerie in my own home. Let's leave!”
After Liu Mingfeng instructed the servants, he drove his eye-catching Porsche 911 and left Zi Shan's villa.
As for Fang Yang, after he drove away from Zi Shan's villa, he followed the directions and drove towards the Sunset Clouds Pavilion.
Regarding this Sunset Clouds Pavilion, even Fang Yang would not know about it today. First of all, it was because Fang Yang was not a vegetarian, and secondly, Fang Yang was not interested in private chefs. That kind of high-end, pseudo-quiet eating environment was not something Fang Yang could tolerate, he would rather go to the street side to barbecue some meat skewers and drink a few bottles of beer.
The Sunset Clouds Pavilion was adjacent to a bustling block, but it was an extremely quiet place. With a membership card in hand, Fang Yang, who was leading the way, observed the Sunset Clouds Pavilion as he walked.
”Looks like the owner of Sunset Clouds Pavilion isn't an ordinary person. To be able to create such a courtyard for food and beverages.”
Sunset Clouds Pavilion's district was considered to be in the center of the city. With regards to this place where every inch of land was worth of money, the real estate developers really wanted to build this building to the heavens. Who would keep such a level with a courtyard?
The Sunset Clouds Pavilion attendant brought Fang Yang to the front desk. The receptionist was a beautiful woman around twenty years of age, wearing a qipao, with her hands in front of her stomach. She smiled leisurely and asked: ”Sir, may I ask how many of you are there?”