Chapter 151

After talking with relatives on the phone, Ning fan is in a lot of good mood. He whistles happily and goes out of the rest room with his head high. He just sees two people walking into the Huanhua hotel.

One of them is about forty years old, with a face like a crown jade, black hair and bright, graceful atmosphere, gentle temperament and dignity; The other is an old man with snow-white hair, just like stubborn grass growing on the wasteland. His figure is thin, slightly depressed, and exudes an old look, half a body behind the middle-aged people.

The middle-aged man stood still and took a look at the decoration workers and the hall full of decoration materials. His straight and towering nose twitched involuntarily. His eyes were full of doubts and sharp colors.

Ning fan frowned. This middle-aged man has extraordinary bearing and is not ordinary. Is he making trouble again? A little more alert in his heart, he didn't have a good face. He went straight over and stared at each other coldly.

Seeing Ning fan approaching, the old man's long eyebrows picked up and stepped forward to block the middle-aged man's body. His emaciated body suddenly burst out with an inexplicable momentum.

Ning fan felt a strange breath from the old man. If it was not so close, he would almost ignore it, but it was dangerous.

It's very rare for Ning fan to feel this way with his current cultivation. Even if the second master didn't give him this feeling, it only shows one truth. The real strength of this seemingly old man is stronger than the second master.

Almost instantly, Ning fan made this judgment, and his whole body collapsed tightly, just like a full bow and arrow, ready to go, more alert and curious about them.

Ning fan was about to make a voice to ask the other party's intention, but he saw that the middle-aged people were looking at him without any hostility. On the contrary, he was affable, just like the elders looking at the younger generation.

"He Bo, don't be nervous." The middle-aged man smiles, pushes away the old man and goes directly to Ning fan.

When he Bo heard the words, he felt loose all over. He stepped back and returned to his old state.

"Who are you looking for?" Ning fan saw the other side has no hostility, then eased the tone.

"Are you Ning fan?" The middle-aged man asked, with his thick lips slightly open and looking at him.

"Why, do you know me?" Ning fan was surprised. He had never seen this person in his memory. Why could the other party call his name at once?

The middle-aged man's eyes became softer and softer. He said with a smile, "do you have your father's shadow on you?"

"My father?" Ning fan is at a loss. He had never seen a picture of his dead father. When he was young, he asked his mother this question. His mother said that his family was poor and had no money to take pictures. Moreover, he seldom mentioned his father's affairs. When he was young, he was curious for a while. Later, when he saw that he could not get any useful information from his mother, his mind became indifferent.

The middle-aged man looked at Ning fan's suspicious appearance and said in surprise: "it seems that your mother didn't tell you, so I can't say more."

But this aroused Ning fan's interest. Who didn't want to know about his father, so he asked: "do you know my father?"

"Your father and I were close friends." Middle aged people seem to fall into the meeting, quite exclaimed.

"Do you know anything else about my father?"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly and said, "since your mother didn't tell you this, she has her consideration. It's inconvenient for me to say more. You want to ask your mother later."

Seeing that the middle-aged man has a firm attitude and doesn't seem to speak, it shows that he really had a lot of friendship with his dead father before, and seems to know his mother. It's really strange that his mother is a village girl. How can she know such a person?

"No, even if he knew my dead father, he couldn't call me by my name?" Ning fan raised a big question mark in his heart and asked, "how can you know me?"

"Ha ha, because I know you, I know you naturally."

"What do you mean?"

The middle-aged man shook his head. Instead of answering directly, he pointed around and asked, "didn't the hotel just open a while ago? Why are you decorating again? "

"The secret of our hotel." See each other pretend mysterious, Ning fan nature also perfunctory each other.

The middle-aged man smiles and says, "what's the secret of your hotel in front of me? Tell me, what happened? "

"A secret is a secret. Why should I tell you?" Ning fan saw that he hanged his appetite and then changed the topic. He was a little unhappy in his heart and his tone was a little cold.

"Young man, you'd better tell the truth." The old man stepped at his feet, rubbed a few points, looked at Ning fan and said coldly.

Ning fan frowned, glanced at him and joked: "what if I don't tell you?"

The middle-aged man stopped the old man, shook his head and said with a smile, "you have the same temper as your father, ha ha!"

"How do you come?" Hearing the voice in the hall, Chu Zijun came out and looked at the middle-aged man. He was stunned immediately. His face suddenly cooled down and asked in silence.

Hearing the speech, the middle-aged man immediately cast his eyes on Chu Zijun. His face became more gentle and said, "Zijun, I'm here to see you."

"I'm fine myself. You don't have to look." Chu Zijun coldly put down a word, turned and walked into the office, slamming the door.

"Eh!"

Ning fan gaped at the scene, heart said, Chu Zijun never so indifferent to people, who is this person, let her have such a big antipathy?

The middle-aged man ate shriveled, wry smile, helplessly shook his head, lonely said: "so many years, she still refused to forgive me."

"Miss, I just haven't crossed that barrier in my heart." He Bo looked at a door and sighed softly.

"Miss?" Ning fan looked at the middle-aged man carefully, and his eyes brightened. "Eh, look at the similarities between his eyebrows and Chu Zijun. The old man is also called Miss Chu Zijun. Is this man Chu Zijun's father? Isn't that the owner of the Chu family in the south? "

Ning fan was surprised and asked, "are you the boss's father?"

"Boss? Oh, you say Zijun? Yes, I am her father

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Ning fan's mind. The first one was his mission. He had been wondering who hired him to protect Chu Zijun. Combined with what he said just now, he knew his mother, which showed that he was his client. No wonder he was able to express his own identity.

But why did the chairman of the Chu family entrust a village boy to protect Chu Zijun instead of others?

Ning fan has not yet understood this point.