After taking a shower, Yan Tao leaned sideways against the bed to read the information.

The information of the Golden Investigation is extremely detailed, listing all those who may be related to this matter.

After reading at a glance, Yan Tao narrowed his eyes, found Dou Lun's phone number on his mobile phone, and dialed it back.

"Master Yan?" Dou Lun was obviously a little surprised, and he didn't expect Yan Tao to call him.

Yan Tao: "It's me, is the situation of the noble son okay?"

Dou Lun sighed. His voice was hoarse and exhausted when he spoke. "Thank you for your help last time, so that the dog can escape danger. If you have time in the future, I will definitely invite Master Yan to dinner."

It is always a good thing to have a good relationship with such a teenager with magical means.

Dou Lun's cough came from time to time from time to time, and his vocal cords were obviously a little strained, probably because he spoke too much.

Yan Tao: "There is no need to treat you. Mayor Dou has been restless at home recently? Is there any strange or extremely coincidental bad thing happening?"

She came to the imperial capital just to film.

But since the person behind this scene wanted to solve the problem with her, Young Master Yan would have fun with him.

After all, people are so proactive.

How embarrassed she would give in.

Yan Tao's question was very strange, but Dou Lun recalled what happened to the Dou family in a flash.

He took a breath with hissing - could this young man even calculate the matters of their family?

Is there really a divine calculation in this world?

Dou Lun couldn't hide the excitement and disbelief in his tone: "Did Master Yan count as anything? My wife was in a car accident while crossing the road, and her father's old illness relapsed and had not come out of the ICU yet."

In addition, their opponents were attacking them by taking advantage of Dou Tinglai's ineffective work and causing panic and public accusations. They framed Dou Tinglai because they accepted bribes and chose the subway address to the construction site that harmed people.

The new president takes office is the time when the storm is tight.

Once Dou Tinglai goes in, he will get into trouble if he has nothing to do!

Nowadays, if you are not careful, your family will be destroyed.

Dou Lun was exhausted and had not been asleep for several days.

Yan Tao smiled slightly, "I will come to visit you at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Please move your trip backwards."

“Come to visit?”

Yan Tao chuckled: "Mayor Dou, don't be nervous, so many coincidental things happened together. I'll give you bad luck."

Dou Lun was silent and coughed lightly: "Master Yan, do you... want money?"

The last time he apologized for the Liuren style plate, it was also a million antique.

Of course, this is what an amateur person thinks.

In Feng Shui, a Liuren style plate that has become a magic weapon is priceless and irreplaceable.

Dou Lun knew that Feng Shui masters wanted money.

Dou Ge said that this Young Master Yan is not cheap either.

He has to ask in advance.

Yan Tao’s peach blossom eyes were raised gently, and the sound was as nice as jade: “It’s not a good thing to get rid of bad luck.”

Dou Lun breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Master Yan."

The two of them exchanged a few more greetings and decided on tomorrow's itinerary before Yan Tao hung up the phone.

She turned over on the bed and chuckled.

Of course, it’s not a good deal to get out of bad luck.

Something else may not be necessary.

Young Master Yan never does business of losing money and gaining publicity.

Even if you come to the door with your own initiative, you have to be paid.

After all, her wife is a rich man with a mission of only 30 million US dollars.

Thinking of this, Young Master Yan's beautiful eyebrows drooped and he collapsed on the bed in vain.

When will you earn enough betrothal gifts?
Chapter completed!