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Chapter 841 A false alarm

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    In the past few days, Guan Xiaoyu has recovered well, his complexion is getting better, and he has begun to gradually regain his former energy. He is no longer that pale, bloodless, and poor complexion.

    Seeing Chen Yang's surprised expression, Guan Youyu smiled, stretched out his slender fingers, lightly touched Chen Yang's forehead, and said with a hint of shyness, "I know what you are thinking, kid."  , this Jiankang Club, although it was my initiative, I did not participate in it.¡±

    When Chen Yang heard this, he subconsciously looked at Guan Youyu, full of curiosity.

    "At the beginning, the Jiankang Club was actually created to satisfy the so-called elites of the upper class, who had some unsightly special hobbies. And the purpose of my creation was just to win over these people." After speaking, she raised her eyebrows.  She lifted her legs up and folded them. Her beautiful figure was on display as her eyes rolled around. She looked so charming and charming, which made people daydream endlessly.

    She looked at Chen Yang and said with a smile: "Although they have invited me to attend their ridiculous parties several times, I have refused them all."

    Chen Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva. When Guan Youyu said these words, his heartbeat kept speeding up, and countless fragments appeared in his head.

    What I recall is that when she was in Baizi Hospital in the past, Guan Youyu was lying on the physiotherapy bed, doing acupuncture on her, and what she saw and touched during the massage was her body, which was like jade and skinny.  It doesn't matter, her figure even looks a little plump, but she is definitely not fat. She is the kind of person who looks thin when she is dressed, but looks fat when she is undressed.

    Chen Yang hesitated several times. In fact, he was angry about why Guan Youyu refused. You know, when she was in the provincial capital, this woman was famous as an underground queen. She was very restless, and many young girls  The meat is all under her skirt, and it is very difficult to enter her boudoir, although, as far as Chen Yang knows, the young meat raised by Guan Youyu includes some popular movie stars and entertainers.

    This is already ridiculous enough, but I never thought that Guan Youyu would show disdain towards the Jiankang Club.

    "It's not that I'm pretending to be arrogant. I never think that in this world, when it comes to matters between men and women, you men are only allowed to have sex outside, while women have to be honest at home, supporting their husbands and raising their children. This is unfair." Guan Youyu said lightly.  : "The reason why I rejected the Jiankang Club is because I simply felt that these people were not up to par, their appearance was not good enough, and their health was not good enough."

    Chen Yang, who was drinking water, almost spit out a mouthful of water.

    "Sister, what happened next? What does the Jiankang Club have to do with the Jinling incident?" Chen Yang asked.

    ¡°There were five people in Jiankang Club at the beginning, including former Swire CEO Cha Wenliang, Datong Finance Ling Mengru, Ling Mengru¡¯s boyfriend at the time who is now her husband, Zhang Wenpei, a teacher at Qixia University, and a male model from the White Horse Club.¡±

    After Guan Youyu lazily told the origins of these three people, Chen Yang was a little stunned: "They are all elites."

    "The hobbies of rich people are always a little weird, aren't they?" Guan Youyu smiled: "I also met Ling Mengru when I founded the Jiankang Club. She also invited me to join their games again and again.  But I never paid attention to it.¡±

    "Isn't this going to cause trouble between you?" Chen Yang asked.

    "Zha Wenliang is the former CEO of Taikoo Company, but in fact, he has deep contact with Ling Mengru in private. After trying many new things in the upper class, they will always try their best to try new and exciting things."

    Guan Youyu told the whole incident in a leisurely manner. This was also the first time that Chen Yang heard the person involved tell the origin of the incident.

    It turns out that after Guan Youyu organized a Jiankang Club gathering, he found a remittance slip in the messy room, which contained 200,000 yuan that Ling Mengru had privately remitted to Cha Wenliang.

    Career sensitivity led Guan Youyu to investigate the origin of the two hundred thousand yuan. After several twists and turns, he finally discovered Ling Mengru¡¯s record of making false accounts. This led to the twists and turns of transactions between Ling Mengru, Xifeng Shanshui and Taikoo Company.

    "It can be said that you helped Xifeng Shanshui and Taikoo Company stop their losses." Chen Yang is not a business wizard, but he can still understand this most basic financial fraud.

    "That's more or less what it means. In fact, Ling Mengru and Zha Wenliang teamed up to defraud Taikoo and Xifeng Shanshui out of 1.2 million each, and the two of them divided 600,000. This money was tracked down before I could get it back."

    "So, why did Taikoo Company hire a murderer? I don't understand." Chen Yang expressed his doubts.

      "The current CEO of Taikoo Company is a college classmate of Cha Wenliang. I think there should be a certain connection." Guan Youyu said, lying on his side on the sofa, squinting his eyes, the old god was there: "I  I have made an appointment with someone from Taikoo Company to come out to meet tomorrow, you can go with me."

    "Are you okay?" Chen Yang always felt a little worried.

    "You have to do it if you can't. Now that the matter has come to this point, there is really no way out. No matter what the purpose of Taikoo Company is, we must meet tomorrow. Otherwise we will be too passive." Guan Youyu narrowed his eyes and held his forehead: "I'm a little sleepy.  Yes, I want to rest first."

    "Then I won't disturb you." Chen Yang stood up and walked out of the room.  Su Qingjiao will take care of Guan Youyu at night, so he doesn't have to worry about other things.

    Walking out of Guan Youyu's room, Chen Yang walked to his own room, which was a warehouse-like place next to the study. The two simple beds were where he and Xia Chaodong would rest tonight.

    Life on this mountain is indeed a bit difficult, but there is nothing you can do about it, just one night.

    When he returned to the room, there was no sign of Xia Chaodong. Chen Yang was curious, so he put on his clothes and walked around the temple. As he walked, he heard a rustling sound coming from the backyard. Driven by curiosity, Chen Yang  Then he walked in the direction of the source of the sound.

    But he saw Xia Chaodong standing under a ginkgo tree, motionless, like an old monk in meditation.

    "Master, why are you up so late?" Chen Yanggang stepped forward to ask and saw Xia Chaodong waving his hand.  He stared straight ahead and saw, not far away on the other side of the covered bridge, a middle-aged monk sitting cross-legged in the center of the courtyard, clasping his hands together and reciting the Heart Sutra.

    "Master, this" Chen Yang wanted to ask a question again, but was interrupted by Xia Chaodong.

    "Look around him carefully." Xia Chaodong said softly.

    Chen Yang was curious, so he followed the end of Xia Chaodong's gaze and waited until he saw the monk's surroundings. Chen Yang was immediately shocked.

    But I saw the bald monk, sitting cross-legged on the stone platform at the end of the covered bridge, breathing smoothly and calmly.  However, all the plants and trees around him seemed to be frozen. No matter how the mountain wind blew, the plants and trees around him remained motionless. Even he himself seemed to be motionless, as if he had acupuncture magic in a martial arts novel.

    Chen Yang has never seen such a bizarre thing before, and even Xia Chaodong's usually calm face gradually revealed a hint of shock.

    "What's going on, master?" Chen Yang asked shamelessly.

    "Buddhist Kung Fu is inseparable from Zen martial arts. In the past, I always thought it was a gimmick for modern monks to make money. Now it seems that there are really masters hidden in the Qingdeng Ancient Temple in the deep mountains and forests." Xia Chaodong said as he spoke  , while eager to try.

    Chen Yang could figure out with his toes that Xia Chaodong was feeling itchy and wanted to go up and compete with him.  Thinking about it carefully, the other party was simply sitting there, meditating and enlightening like an old monk, but in fact, he was deeply appreciated by Xia Chaodong, and seemed to recognize the other party's skills very much.

    "I can't understand." Chen Yang shook his head. Everyone in martial arts pays attention to too many things and the water is too deep. Chen Yang knows that with his own cultivation, he wants to understand one or two of them and pry into even a little bit.  The path is still too difficult.

    However, at this moment, the middle-aged monk behind the covered bridge suddenly spoke: "The donor on the other side is also a master of internal martial arts. Why do you stop moving forward and move forward and backward? Martial arts are the same, and different paths lead to the same destination. You can use martial arts if you want to  Friends, come and have a discussion."

    The other party actually named his intention, and Xia Chaodong acted neither humble nor overbearing. He cupped his fists and handed over his hands: "In that case, let's discuss it with the master. Once the point is made, I accept." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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