"This is not Director Wu's notes, his handwriting is not so good..." Sun Desheng smiled and stared at his every move downstairs, while continuing to say to Che Qianzi: "If I said no one has lived here for nearly twenty years, would you believe it, brother? The last person who lived here was our Director Wu. He came back a few days ago..."

"Wait a minute, the person downstairs said that just now..." Before Sun Desheng finished speaking, Che Qianzi had already interrupted him and then continued: "Didn't he say that as long as the business in the hotel opposite is good, he would rent out this room? Why didn't anyone stay in it for another twenty years... I understand. You arranged this grandson, right?"

"He is the person Jiao Dalang arranged to see the house here. After seeing it for almost twenty years, I gave him another job." Sun Desheng stared at the downstairs and continued with his mouth: "Before leaving, he asked us to come in, after all, we are the first to come in for so many years..."

"You just got the button last night, so how many things did you do?" Che Qianzi looked at the fat man in front of him in surprise and continued, "Overyone needs to plan these things for a week, right? You only need to make a single night? You have to make time to stop Fatty Huang and the others... Fatty, people are more dead than others. Compare with your head. Mine can be used to sauté hotpot."

After hearing what Che Qianzi said, Sun Desheng laughed and then continued, "I have forced this out of these years. I have met more and more smart people in recent years. Without thinking a few more steps, I will be put into a box and swing at will... But the same thing is true, brother, don't worry, brother, I will never plot against you."

"Now I understand why they all say that Shen La is the man behind you. With friends like you, you don't need to use your brain." Che Qianzi wanted to sit on the bed, but after seeing the color of the sheets and mattresses, he still couldn't bear to let his expensive pants down. So he squatted on the ground and continued to say to Sun Desheng: "But the house where Wu Rendi lived can no longer live? This is a bit too royal, right?"

"Then you have to know what happened here?" When Sun Desheng spoke, his expression suddenly became strange. He took a step back, avoided the windowsill, and then whispered to Che Qianzi: "Don't talk, the person we are looking for has arrived..."

As soon as Sun Desheng finished speaking, he heard the sound of someone going up the stairs. A moment later, someone knocked on the door. Fatty Sun came over and exposed a gap in the door. At this time, a woman in her twenties stood outside the door and said, "Customer, I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now. This room is not rented. In this way, we will spend money to invite you to stay in a big hotel. It's better than here..."

Sun Desheng looked up and down the woman, then said to her: "We are here. We are used to staying in the big hotel here, so we just come here to change our mood. This small house is pretty good..."

Before Fat Sun could finish his words, a man in his thirties and forties walked out behind the woman. This man looked ambiguous, with two beautiful mustaches and a medium figure. He was wearing a high-end suit, looking more than one level more expensive than the entry-level suit in front of the car. The man pushed the woman away and said to Sun Desheng: "I thought someone was wrong. I really rented the place out. It turned out that Sun Ju grew up and came here..."

When the man was talking, the woman who knocked on the door just now turned around and went down the stairs with tactful tact. Sun Desheng smiled and said to the man: "I know my background so quickly, my buddy... We have met before? Why can't I remember it..."

"I haven't seen myself, but I've seen your photos." The man smiled slightly, then took out a pure gold business card holder from his body, took out a business card from it, and handed it to Sun Desheng with both hands. Fatty Sun took it and took a look. Jiao Dalang, chairman of Hangzhou Jiaolang Silk Culture Co., Ltd.

At this time, the man said again: "After all, he entered the polls bureau, I always have to know your every move. Maybe one day he asked you to find me, and there would be no misunderstandings at that time. When I first met, I was Jiao Dalang..." This person was the clue written by Sun Desheng and Huang Ran at the same time Jiao Dalang... Che Qianzi thought this person would have three heads and six arms, but he didn't expect that he would be a gentle middle-aged man.

"Boss Jiao knows my background, so I don't need to introduce my buddy." Sun Desheng smiled and took out the black jade button from his pocket and said to Jiao Dalang: "I have also seen your name in the literature of the Poll Investigation Bureau. Our Director Wu came to Hangzhou a few days ago and brought such a small thing when he came back, saying that he got it from you. He also asked you to find the owner of the button..."

"He still didn't remember..." Jiao Dalang frowned. He did not reach out to pick up the button, but said to Sun Desheng: "Sun Juchang, don't lie. He asked you to find the owner of the button? I'm sorry I can't do anything about this... He can only remember this slowly and cannot say it out of my mouth..."

"What must Director Wu remember?" At this time, Huang Ran's voice sounded from the other side of the stairs. Then the fat man took Meng Qiqi and Zhang Zhiyan and the other two walked up.

After seeing Sun Desheng and Che Qianzi, Huang Ran smiled and said, "Sage, we were stuck in the national highway for a night. Fortunately, there is a means of transportation called motorcycles. I have a few friends who can ride motorcycles and asked them to bring us out. It was a little late, but I finally arrived in Hangzhou."

Speaking of this, Huang Ran had already walked to Jiao Dalang and said to him: "This must be Mr. Jiao, right? I am Huang Ran. Mr. He Zaihua from Xingjiapo has called you, right?"

Originally, Jiao Dalang's expression was a little unhappy when he saw someone coming up again. However, when he heard that this person was Huang Ran, his business partner He Zaihua instructed him, he smiled and said to Fatty Huang: "Old He called me in the morning and said that his friend Mr. Huang was in Hangzhou. He asked me to be a good friend of landlords. I have already booked a private room at West Lake State Guest, and I am waiting for Mr. Huang to come..."

Seeing Jiao Dalang treating him differently, Huang Ran smiled and held his hand. He said, "Mr. He is my old friend. We are all participating in each other's company projects. Speaking of which, Husi, where he cooperated with you, also has my funds to enter..."

Hearing Huang Ran's words, Jiao Dalang's smile became even brighter. He smiled and said, "This is not a place to speak. We are going to West Lake Guogu now. I have stored a bottle of rice wine for more than 80 years there. I am happy today, so we drank it together..."

Seeing that the two of them were about to put on a pair of pants, Sun Desheng stood in the door and said slowly: "Boss Jiao, my buddy, I'll talk more...what, what did you say just now? You can't just drink two glasses of cat pee and just think it's fart, right? He can only remember it slowly, and can't say that from my mouth. You won't say it to everyone after drinking too much, right?"
Chapter completed!