(Chapter 152)
Anne had not noticed the subtle changes in An Lushan and his son, and continued to ask:
"Haven't you heard any news? Second uncle, think about it again, my father gave Chen Fan before he left..."
"Okay Annie..."
Chen Fan interrupted Annie's words, "We have already caused a lot of trouble to the second uncle by coming here today. Let's talk about anything later and let the second uncle rest for a while."
As he spoke, he gave Annie a meaningful look.
Annette comes from a diligent background and is relatively alert and reacts immediately.
"Oh... Okay, second uncle, let's talk when we have time."
An Lushan always maintained a smiling expression.
"Okay, you are tired from coming a long way, let Jiabao take you to rest first.
Nini, this will be your home from now on. Let’s talk later.
Family treasure…”
An Lushan turned to his son and asked with deep meaning:
"You must take good care of your sister and brother-in-law, and don't make any mistakes."
"Don't worry, Dad. I understand."
An Jiabao agreed seriously.
Chen Fan naturally heard this back and forth conversation clearly.
The so-called 'take good care of' really means that you must monitor it carefully and don't let go of anything suspicious.
When it came to Jialan Yuan and Xizi Yuguan, Chen Fan had been paying attention to the reactions of An Lushan and his son.
Now he is basically certain that An Lushan definitely knows the news about Xizi Yuguan.
So why did he hide it?
The master of Weiyang City actually has some unclear connection with Jialan Court.
well
Sure enough, in troubled times, everyone hides some little secrets.
It seems that it is not easy to find something about Xizi Yuguan.
…
An Jiabao settled Annie and Chen Fan in the Regent Hotel and directly gave them a presidential suite.
This is the most luxurious hotel in the entire Weiyang City, with everything you need.
Neat, bright and warm room.
A well-behaved waiter in a white shirt with a red bow.
Celebrities coming and going, dressed in luxurious clothes and talking loudly.
After Chen Fan entered, he could no longer feel any trace of the apocalypse.
"How are you, cousin-in-law? Are you okay with the noodles?" An Jiabao showed off proudly.
Chen Fan nodded, "Well, actually it doesn't cost so much. Thank you."
"There is nothing to spend, all the expenses are paid by my good friend, Mr. Wang.
…Oh, right. "
An Jiabao raised his fingers behind him, and a fat man who looked like an official ran over happily with a bulging belly.
"Young Master An, this is what you want..."
As he said that, the fat man presented Chen Fanxin's ID card with both hands, looking like a slave.
Chen Fan was surprised, took it in his hand and saw, "Chen Ping'an".
There is a code on it, an official seal, and an anti-counterfeiting mark.
"It's done without anyone going there? Is this certificate authentic?"
"The Director of Civil Affairs personally sent it here, how can it be fake? Haha, don't worry~"
As An Jiabao waved his hands, the fat man ran away happily again.
Chen Fan looked at that fat back and didn't know what to say.
Director, this is a person who we ordinary people once had a hard time meeting.
What used to be troublesome things like queuing up in long lines, taking photos, and filling out various forms are now as simple as breathing.
Is this what privilege smells like? It smells so good.
An Jiabao chuckled, "Dad told me to keep a low profile and not appear so unfriendly to the people.
Originally, I wanted to take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a formality.
Then I thought about it, life is so short, it only takes more than twenty minutes to go back and forth.
Who pulled that egg? "
Chen Fan heard the meaning of An Jiabao's words, saw that Annie had entered the room, and asked in a low voice:
"What do you mean~?"
"Hehe~, it's my cousin-in-law who's on the road.
After a while, you told your cousin that we should go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for ID cards.
Then follow me, I promise not to let you down~"
Seeing An Jiabao's mean look, Chen Fan understood.
·
The Godfather said, keep close to your friends and keep close to your enemies.
Chen Fan knew that it would be difficult to open a breakthrough from An Lushan.
On the other hand, An Jiabao, the silly son of a landlord, seemed easier to deal with.
Now that he knew that they had some kind of relationship with Jialan Yuan, no matter whether An Lushan and his son were friends or enemies, Chen Fan knew that he should stay closer to them.
This is currently the easiest way to find clues.
unexpectedly
An Jiabao did not take Chen Fan out of the Regent Hotel, but to the bottom floor of the hotel.
The two people turned around and came to a small hidden door.
There is a semicircular surveillance camera hanging above the door.
An Jiabao raised his head and gestured 'yeah' to the camera.
click
The door opened.
Chen Fan followed him in suspiciously, and then discovered that there was a hidden floor underneath the Regent Hotel.
An Jiabao explained as he walked.
"This Regent Hotel is the property of my good brother Wang Siming's family.
It’s the prince I just mentioned.
Two generations of the Wang family are heroes. They have donated tens of billions to the construction of Weiyang City and made great contributions..."
Chen Fan listened silently and followed him.
Wang Siming, of course he knows this name.
Before the end of the world, who didn't know about this second-generation son of the richest family in the country?
Chen Fan was not surprised at all that he would appear in Weiyang City.
As he walked along, Chen Fan gradually realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
Under the dim light, beautiful waiters began to appear on both sides of the corridor.
They have stiff expressions, heavy makeup, and sexy clothes.
Most of them only have a few pieces of cloth hanging on their bodies, and their private parts are clearly visible.
Chen Fan understood that this place turned out to be a secret private club.
They came to a box door.
The security guard at the door, who was broad-shouldered and round-waisted, wearing sunglasses, was two meters tall.
When he saw it was An Jiabao, he was extremely respectful, nodded and bowed:
"Young Master An, are you looking for Mr. Wang?"
"Yes, I brought a friend over to have fun. Where are the others?" An Jiabao replied carelessly.
"Master Wang is inside, training new products.
Look, why don't you and your friend choose a private room first, and I'll arrange a few top picks for you to play with first? "
"Shit, I'm tired of having those few sluts coming back and forth here. It's no fun.
Why?
You said Mr. Wang is training new people in there?
Is there a new one? "
The security guard nodded, "Yes, I just arrived yesterday."
An Jiabao glanced at Chen Fan and smiled happily.
"Your life is very good, you will have a good show this time~"
He turned around and said to the security guard, "Open the door. I'll go in and see how Prince Wang trains him."
Wang Siming is the second generation of rich people, but he is a businessman after all.
And An Jiabao is an 'official' who holds Weiyang's military power.
No matter how rich the rich second generation is, they are nothing in the eyes of the second generation officials.
The security guard naturally understood this, so he obediently opened the box door for Mr. An.
inside the door.
The lights became dimmer, and the dazzling colored lights made Chen Fan uncomfortable.
When he got used to the light a little, he could clearly see the terrible scene in the room.
A man, naked.
Standing there with a whip in hand.
And a woman wearing a stewardess uniform bent over and lowered her head, her body was trembling, and her expression was full of fear.
The man with bare buttocks is naturally Wang Siming.
When he saw An Jiabao walking in, he didn't feel embarrassed at all.
He just grinned and continued on.
"Get down."
Wang Siming ordered sharply.
There were already a lot of blood marks on the woman's body, and it looked like she had just been beaten.
Her limbs were trembling, and she obeyed little by little, getting down on all fours and lying down.
Wang Siming grabbed the woman's hair and pulled it toward the coffee table.
"Bite the corner of the table."
The woman glanced at Wang Siming in fear, not knowing what he was going to do, but she didn't dare to question it, and she opened her mouth obediently and bit the edge of the marble table.
Wang Siming chuckled, "If you let go, you will be dead~"
As he spoke, he raised his whip high.
Pa-pa-pa-pa-——
The whip dipped in salt water was driven hard into the woman's flesh.
The woman was in such pain that tears and saliva flowed all over her face at the same time.
"Uh-! Uh-! Uh-!"
But she still didn't dare to let go.
Chen Fan just frowned slightly but did not make any reaction.
Wang Siming whipped the woman several times, and then looked at Chen Fan grimly.
But it was obvious that he did not see the expected surprise or fear on Chen Fan's face.
He was pretending but not pretending, which made Prince Wang very unhappy.
He suddenly raised his leg and kicked the woman on the back.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"
There was a heartbreaking scream.
Because the woman was biting the edge of the marble table, all her teeth were broken with this kick!
Looking at the woman lying on the ground moaning in pain with her mouth full of blood, Wang Siming seemed to have gained some kind of release.
He raised his head and took a deep breath.
call--
So cool.
