A big shot from the capital?

He couldn't guess how old the boss was.

But since you can come to Xiao’s Manor, it’s definitely not easy.

"Yeah, sit down."

Guan Duanshan nodded.

"Hasn't Longshan finished?"

"Oh, I'm talking about Gata Island. Old Song is doing a good job. I'm going to let him naga."

Xiao Chen said casually.

"Well, I've finished chatting with the old god and am going to meet Tan Yimin."

Guan Duanshan said.

"Now?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"Yeah, now pass."

Guan Duanshan nodded.

"Will you come back? You won't leave after you come?"

Xiao Chen asked again.

"Let's talk about it, just meet you... As for moving, it's just moving."

Guan Duanshan said and stood up.

"Okay, you guys talk, I'll leave first."

"I'll give you a look... Lao Song, sit down, I'll come back soon."

Xiao Chen also got up and sent Guan Duanshan out.

"Chief Guan, the boss from the capital? How big is the boss?"

Song Wenbo talked to himself and guessed.

However, even if he had the imagination, he didn't dare to guess that he was one of those people.

After all, Guan Duanshan is very low-key in daily life and basically does not appear on TV. There are still not many people he knows.

"Lao Guan, what are you talking about with the old fortune teller?"

Xiao Chen asked outside.

"Haha, secret, or I'll call you together."

Guan Duanshan chuckled.

"Tsk, it's still a secret... I want to know anything, and the old fortune tellers will tell me."

Xiao Chen curled his lips.

"Then you can go and ask."

Guan Duanshan nodded.

"I'm leaving...you, I'll be recuperating honestly recently."

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded, watched Guan Duanshan get on the bus and leave.

"At such an old age, I still serve the country and the people... Lao Guan is also worthy of respect."

Xiao Chen muttered and returned to the villa.

He chatted with Song Wenbo for a long time before it was decided.

Afterwards, Song Wenbo also left, while Xiao Chen went to find the old fortune teller.

When he reached this point, he found that Zhuge Qingtian was taking Zhuge Qingyang and Zhuge Qingxi, who was listening to Lao Suan’s talk about the formation here.

Not to mention Zhuge Qingyang and Zhuge Qingxi, even Zhuge Qingtian looked serious, like a primary school student.

When they saw Xiao Chen coming, they just nodded, saying hello.

Xiao Chen sat down and didn't bother him, so he listened.

But as soon as he heard it, he was no longer interested and couldn't understand it at all. It was like listening to the heavenly book.

"You guys think about what I said."

Ten minutes later, the old fortune teller said.

"good."

The three nodded and began to think.

"Have Guan Duanshan gone?"

The old fortune teller stood up and took Xiao Chen outside.

"Yeah, I've left."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Haha, why don't you ask what we are talking about?"

The old fortune teller smiled.

"I didn't plan to let me know, there's anything to ask."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"If I let me know, I will say it without asking."

"Haha, not bad, now I have this enlightenment..."

The old fortune teller smiled even stronger.

"If you ask, I have to work hard to make it up with you."

"Editor?"

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes.

"Old fortune teller, I like to tell lies, I definitely learned from you."

"Take it down."

The old fortune teller doesn't admit it at all.

"Where is Su Shiming? They have left too?"

"Well, I've gone to the Su family, what's wrong?"

Xiao Chen took out the cigarette and lit it.

"There is something... I don't know if I should tell you."

The old fortune teller looked at Xiao Chen and hesitated.

"Hmm? What's the matter? We two, what else can't we say?"

Xiao Chen was holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Why, you found me another grandma?"

"What a mess..."

The old fortune teller is not angry.

"It was me who saw something from the faces of Su Shiming and Yun Qingmeng."

"What?"

When Xiao Chen heard this, he became much more serious.

"It has something to do with them? Or is it to Xiaoqing and Xiaomeng?"

“None are not.”

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"What is that?"

Xiao Chen frowned.

"Are you sure Su Yunfei is dead?"

The old fortune teller asked.

"What? Lao Su?"

When Xiao Chen heard the old fortune teller, he widened his eyes. How could he suddenly pull Su Yunfei?
To be continued...