Meng Yifei was very anxious, so Yang Yuying rushed for him and arrived near Baiyu Hotel in just a few minutes.

This white jade hotel is the place where Chen Hong and his true love, Wang Qingqing steals love.

If you want to talk about this Baiyu Hotel, it is also quite famous in Dengzhou City. The boss is the brother-in-law of the disciple of Boss Sun of the Qing Gang.

This hotel has a characteristic, the rules are very strict, and the service staff will never reveal anyone’s name.

And he has raised many beautiful female ***ers.

On the surface, these girls are doing serious work, and there are even middle school students, and even college students. They are knowledgeable, knowledgeable, and can speak well. They are more like the daughters who look like wealthy families.

But in private, some regular customers can get the menu and order these waiters to serve them in the same way as ordering dishes.

Of course, what these girls serve, whether they are dedicated or not, depends on how high the price the guests pay and what kind of room they are booking.

There is only one presidential suite on the top floor, and the guests are all political and business celebrities, and they cost 100 yuan in one night.

Because of these points, their business has always been good. Although it is just an ordinary hotel, its profit is almost as good as the busiest brothel in Dengzhou City - Furong Hall.

Meng Yifei glanced roughly and looked at the tree next to him for a few minutes. Seeing that many waiters who had changed shifts came out one after another, he slowly stepped over and stopped one of them.

When the waiter saw Meng Yifei's clothes that were covered in dust and inconspicuous at all, he looked at his messy hair, which was covered with eyes and most of his face, and frowned: "Where are beggars from? I don't know where to find a place to beg for food, get out quickly."

Meng Yifei sighed: "...You are about to have a disaster."

The waiter was even more angry. Who heard someone say something bad? He immediately reached out and pushed Meng Yifei away.

Meng Yifei was pushed by him and shook his head repeatedly: "Zhang Tong, you are so brave!"

"Look down at the watch on your hand. Can you afford it? Just wear it so proudly. I wish others knew something was wrong with you."

The waiter was stunned, his pupils contracted, and he unconsciously hid his wrist behind him, looking shocked, but a faint cruelty appeared between his eyebrows and eyes: "What are you talking about? What exactly does it mean!"

"Stop pretending, in our Xiaozhang Village, who doesn't know you yet! Alas, you finally left the village and found a regular businessman. If you were killed for a mess of affair, wouldn't you throw your face out? How could you meet your ancestors?"

Meng Yifei seemed to be anxious and brought out some accents. The waiter's expression suddenly became very different. The fierce look between his eyebrows and eyes gradually restrained, and instinctively showed a little closeness.

"Is it Brother Eleven? Have you left the village too? Then..."

Before the waiter could continue to ask, Meng Yifei looked cold and raised his hand to stop him from speaking, and lowered his voice: "Listen to me, I'll go to drink Lao Qintou's barley tea today, and listen to a young man in a purple suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He said that he was using your hand and gave him a note to someone, as if he was to a man named Sun."

Zhang Tong was stunned, his eyebrows were beating, and he immediately thought of something.

"I was not close to you, and I only followed your name after hearing your name, but I didn't hear it very clearly. I only heard that man said that this was a plan to kill three birds with one stone. After the matter was done, his status at home would be higher and he would receive more trust."

"I heard the man in the purple suit keep talking, saying that he did everything in a sure way, and the only flaw left behind was you. He said he had met you and saw his face, so he was not sure if you realized it was the note he handed it."

"However, he also grabbed your handle, as if he knew that you had an affair with some big man. He didn't want to dirty his hands, so he was ready to tell someone immediately that he could kill people with a knife to prevent future troubles."

Meng Yifei turned to look at the time, with a little worried face and sighed, "I don't know if the other party has taken action now."

Zhang Tong's expression changed several times, and he slapped his thighs and sneered: "So it was him? Haha, this slut is thinking a lot. I didn't know who was handing the note, but now I know."

Meng Yifei lowered his head and sighed quietly.

Zhang Tong suddenly stood up and said, "Borrowing a knife to kill someone? He's a nonsense. I'm usually polite to him. That's for business. If you really think I'm just a waiter, you're bullied? If you want to use the uncle, you have to see if this grandson has three heads and six arms!"

He turned around and was about to leave. His mood was very different from his fearful look when he was revealed just now.

After taking two steps, he turned back, "Brother Eleven, don't worry, I'm not what you think, and nothing will happen. Shen Hong's grandson wants to mess with me. I'm going to see if his incident happened, can he still be his good grandson-in-law of the Qu family safely!"

"I don't dare to mess with the Qu family. Shen Hong, I haven't taken it to my heart."

Meng Yifei turned around and entered the hypermarket. When he came out of the back door, his gray jacket and messy wig were gone. He was an ordinary young man, and his face was a little dumb. He lowered his head slightly, and no one would notice him.

In half an hour, not a minute or a minute is not too much.

Meng Yifei returned to the warehouse, greeted Uncle Jiu, and waved to Qu Zheng who was reading the newspaper.

Qu Zheng felt that this person seemed to be greeting the three-cat cat that Uncle Jiu raised.

He thought so, and he couldn't help but speak out.

Uncle Jiu smiled and said, "Not like it, no like it."

Qu Zheng carried the car keys and led Meng Yifei to get on the car. Hearing this, he said, "Uncle Jiu, don't excuse this kid. Look at his face and how is this action different from the cat he greets you?"

"Meng didn't even prepare the dried fish. He just greeted him. My fat family couldn't pay attention to him. It's not like him!"

Qu Zheng: "..."

It turns out that he is not as reserved as a stupid cat?

Qu Zheng drove fast, but at the last section, the mountain road was quite difficult and muddy everywhere.

A good Ford was driven by Qu Zheng and sometimes flew away from the ground.

Meng Yifei was so scared that his co-directional rate dropped. Yang Yuying didn't take the initiative to come out, but was forced out.

She swayed with the car, and her heart was speechless.

Why are you so unprotected?

After getting Meng Yifei's character card in the future, he will definitely send him any dirty, difficult, and annoying tasks.

After a long bumpy ride, I finally saw the smoke from the entrance of the village.

Qu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief: "The roads will be built here in the future."

The Qu family has built many bridges and roads near Dengzhou, and has built several wharfs of various sizes, invested in shipyards and carried out shipping in order to change the traffic environment of Dengzhou.

Before the Qu family developed here, Dengzhou City was quite blocked and the railway was blocked. If you wanted to leave Dengzhou, you could only take the sea route. There were many reefs and turbulent flows, and the time you could take the boat every year was very short.

Mr. Qu later established a chamber of commerce here, joined forces with major merchants, rectified countless bandits and strong men, gathered a large amount of money, and spent a large part on road construction.

Today, Dengzhou shipping may be even worse than those big cities with natural ports, but it is also quite developed.

Every year, all heroes from Dengzhou make a lot of money by relying on sea transportation, and the Qu family's family business has also increased dozens of times.

Qu Zheng has been following his adoptive father for a long time. Every time he goes to a place, he always thinks of opening up traffic first.

Mengjia Village has a population of more than 300, which is considered a small village. The village has many mountainous land, few fertile land, and the land is barren. However, every household grows jujubes. The jujubes grow very well and are easy to store, so the villagers can still live a good life.

But even if you can pass, it is also compared to the surrounding small villages. The village’s grandparents and grandchildren have lived here for generations, and are so close to Dengzhou City. However, people who have never left the village and have never been to Dengzhou account for the vast majority.

Not to mention cars, if there is a ox cart at home, then in the hearts of the villagers, they are landlords and rich families.

At this time, as soon as Qu Zheng's Ford car entered the village, countless children playing around looked over.

Many adults who were chatting together also looked at each other and were in a panic and surprised. Everyone didn't even dare to speak, for fear of hitting some big shots.

There are many villagers in the village who rely on the weather for their own income and can't afford to offend people. When encountering some storms, the whole family will be over.

Qu Zheng was used to this situation, and there was no surprise at all.

"What happened to your family? If it's money, just talk. I'm happy to be your creditor."

Although he had just met, Qu Zheng thought he was a qualified businessman. Meng Yifei was a very worthy person who was worth investing in and was worthy of appreciation. He owed him debts. If he just owed money, he would definitely lend him money to his people in the end.

“Not quite sure.”

Meng Yifei slowly became authentic.

The Meng family lives at the east end of the village, and the family is bleak at this time.

Meng Yifei's eldest brother Meng Yian squatted in the yard, his figure was like a small hill, his eyebrows and eyes were dull, his beard was unshaven, his face was bruised, his body was covered in a mess, and he looked pitiful.

The old couple of Meng family, Meng's father squatted on the ground to smoke a dry cigarette. Meng's mother had a ferocious face and looked irritable: "You are a dead child, you don't know what your surname is when you drink two liang of yellow soup. Your legs are so idle that you can weed me. If you ask you to do some work, you will be lazy and be so stupid that you will be energetic."

"I, I've lost money. My family saved thirty dollars and took them out." Meng Yian hummed in a low voice.

“Not that easy!”

Meng's mother was so angry that she cried, "Who is Mr. Wu? Most of our Mengjia Village land belongs to him, so people will be short of money? If he has a few shortcomings, you will have to pay your life if you can't say it. What do you...will you tell me!"

"Brother Meng, come and see, your idiot is back!"

Suddenly, a fellow villagers shouted outside.

Both the Meng family were stunned.

Qu Zheng: "Hahahahaha."

Meng Yifei glanced at him for no reason.

Qu Zheng: "Idiot?"

Meng Yifei said calmly: "There are dogs, hammers, sticks, locks, and chains in our village, all of which are names. Your nickname is still called Saddan, which is very strange?"

Qu Zheng: "..."

Meng Yifei was still wearing his old dark blue short-shot body, because the weather was cold, and he was covered with a gray cloak.

Most of the clothes Qu's family gave to their men were in this style. The fabric used was also coarse, which was strong and durable, but the dyeing was not evenly colored, some were dark, some were shallow, and not very good-looking.

But when the Meng couple saw their son wearing this, they suddenly felt that they could buy two pieces of coarse cloth for a few cents, which suddenly became very expensive.

When everyone looked at Qu Zheng again, they were even more surprised.

Qu Zheng doesn't pay much attention to food and clothing on weekdays, but he is a character on the scene. He often goes out to discuss business, such as suits, leather shoes, bow tie, collar clip, cuffs, and watches. That's a lot.

Now standing on the muddy country road, it is out of place like the sun in a group of fireflies.

The two elders of the Meng family hesitated for a while before opening the door to welcome the guests into the door, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Why is the idiot back? Fast forward."
To be continued...