A sign-in gift pack on the first day

As expected, the old lady brought the property rights documents to herself.

And her identity is quite scary.

A few years ago, the Ho Tung family was the head of the four major families in Hong Kong, and the ancestors of the Ho family bought this manor from the Europeans who lived here at the time.

Over the years, the estate has almost never changed hands.

The old lady’s name is He Wenjun.

He is a descendant of the He family.

He is now eighty years old.

Although he looks old, he is well-maintained, has good hearing and vision, and has a strong body.

She handed over the property rights documents with one hand and said with a hoarse smile:"Finally... the owner of this place is about to change."

Wu Hao was speechless for a moment.

He also couldn't figure out what method the system used to force them to give up the manor. to be honest.

In fact, Wu Hao had no intention of living in this ancient, exotic super villa.

If you really want to live in it, you have to spend a huge amount of money to simply decorate it.

The original style cannot be changed yet.

Just like those ancient courtyard houses in Yanjing.

So after taking over the property rights documents, Wu Hao exchanged a few words and said straightforwardly:"Old lady, don't worry. In the short term, this place will remain as it is."

"Haha, there’s no need to tell me, Mr. Wu, just do whatever you want."

"All right"

"Is Mr. Wu from Yanjing?"

"yes"

"Yanjing is also a city with many stories."

He Wenjun sighed with emotion.

Wu Haoqi asked:"Old lady, have you been to Yanjing?"

"Haha, when I went to Yanjing, you were not there yet. I heard that Mr. Wu is the richest man in China. Have you heard of Chang'an Club?"

Wu Hao was shocked.

He heard this name again.

Is this old lady also a member of Chang'an Club?

"I have heard"

"Have you heard of it? This surprised me a bit. At your age, you may no longer have contact with those original characters."

"I know a person who used to be a member of the Chang'an Club, named Qin Chuan. He

Wenjun looked enlightened and nodded with a smile:"You said Xiao Qin, he is indeed." It's a pity that I offended someone and was forced to leave."

"Can I ask, who is the founder of Changan Club?"

"The founder."

He Wenjun's eyes were a little deep, and he looked at the city in the distance and murmured:"The founder is a proud and proud sister. Living alone in the Imperial City, he has severed ties with all his relatives."

"Imperial City Root?"

"Yes, we can't mention her name. she is a……"

"Is it Nalan?"

When he heard the name, He Wenjun was shocked and almost fell to the ground.

Wu Hao quickly reached out to support her.

"Are you okay?"

"Phew, young man, you actually know Sister Nalan."

He Wenjun looked at Wu Hao with a strange expression.

"Sure enough it was her"

"Mr. Wu has a dispute with his sister?"He Wenjun asked tentatively

"I don't have much trouble with her. But my cousin seems to have a pretty good relationship with her. If I have nothing to do, I will stay at her place for a night or two."

"What? He

Wenjun said in shock:"She actually let a stranger live at her place?""

"What, is it weird?"

"……"

He Wenjun's expression became increasingly strange.

Then he stopped talking, shook his head, waved to Wu Hao, turned around, slowly returned to the car, and slowly left the top of the mountain. baffling.

Wu Hao was confused.

Why do you have such a strange expression when you know that an outsider has gone to Nalan's residence?

The place where Na Lan lives is not some sort of dragon's pond or tiger's den.

No matter what, one thing is finally certain.

Na Lan is the founder of Chang'an Club, so he is definitely the biggest invisible rich man in Yanjing.

There must be many such people.

I don’t know if my cousin will be in trouble if she keeps in contact with her.

Wu Hao took the property rights documents and walked around the manor, then called the agency responsible for managing the manor.

In the short term, it's better to be closed here.

Just protect it as a cultural relic.

After giving all instructions, Wu Hao drove back to the Xin'an Group Building with the property rights documents.

Temporarily lock all documents in a safe.

Look at the time, it's almost nine o'clock.

Departure airport

……

……

Hong Kong Island International Airport.

International departure gate.

Wu Hao booked a first-class flight from China Southern Airlines to England.

At the same time, Xu Zhengyang and his people also rushed to Hong Kong International Airport to meet Wu Hao.

Four people in total.

Apart from Xu Zhengyang, there were three other people, two men and one woman.

The oldest is thirty-nine years old.

A retired elite member of the Eastern Excalibur Special Forces named Zhao Xuan.

The slightly younger one is thirty-six.

A retired special police officer named Sun Xue.

The woman is thirty-five years old.

Identity is very special.

He used to be a member of the special national security establishment. Due to some unknown reasons, he left the special establishment and has been unemployed at home.

I don’t know how he was dug out by Xu Zhengyang.

The woman's name is Shen Zhu.

According to Xu Zhengyang's report, these three people should be the strongest among the thirty-six old figures.

Cooperate with him and it's basically foolproof.

Wu Hao trusts Xu Zhengyang very much

……

At 9:40 a.m., the plane took off on time.

On the international route, Wu Hao met Liu Dan again wearing the uniform of chief steward.

This woman has become more and more powerful.

You can know Wu Hao's flight route anytime and anywhere.

Unfortunately, this time it’s not a private jet.

Apart from occasionally coming to Wu Hao's side, flirting with him and whispering a few words, she could only finish her work.

But even so, she was very satisfied.

Every time he came to Wu Hao's side, he smiled happily, and his beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons.

The flight time from Hong Kong Island to the foggy capital of England is fourteen hours, and the time difference is eight hours.

So on the plane, Wu Hao kept his eyes closed and concentrated.

He was thinking about Nalan.

At the same time, a thought slowly emerged in my mind.

I'm afraid, the mysterious 'grandma' of Summer Youth should also be Nalan, right?

So what secrets does the old lady have?

Why did he cut off all contact with his relatives and live alone at the foot of the imperial city?

PS: Chapter 5 is here! Please support me, brothers!