Movie Variety Show: Extraordinary Witch Pendant

Zhang Lang never expected that the rich people in Shanghai would play like this.

Zhang Lang is thick-skinned.

Nothing to worry about.

Zhang Lang: "I got the wrong one. I drew it when I was a kid."

Lao Letou was not polite at all: "Which idiot taught you to draw like this?"

Zhang Lang kept silent.

Look at Le Huizhen and Huang Meizhen, they are laughing so hard that they are bent over.

Which link went wrong?

System: "Humph, I asked you to bargain with me. Today I am going to teach you a lesson."

Zhang Lang: Damn it, I said these paintings are abnormal. The soul painters who can only be found in certain audio platforms cannot possibly appear in Shanghai.

Zhang Lang suddenly smiled and said, "How about this, I'll perform a magic trick for you."

Forcibly win respect.

Zhang Lang said this and took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

Pull on both corners and show them that there is nothing.

Le Huizhen also looked at it curiously.

She knew Zhang Lang's abilities.

Zhang Lang looked at Le Huizhen and smiled: Little girl, you have the potential to be a babysitter.

Under the puzzled gaze of Le Huizhen's parents, Zhang Lang covered his right hand with a handkerchief.

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "It's time to witness a miracle."

Zhang Lang's right hand slowly left the handkerchief.

Just look at a carnation that Zhang Lang conjured up.

The flower language of carnation: warmth, blessing and gratitude.

Le Huizhen had a look of amazement on her face, and it can be said that her acting skills were perfect.

Zhang Lang smiled and handed the flowers to Huang Meizhen with both hands.

Huang Meizhen happily took the flowers and said, "It's amazing, Alang, how did you do that?"

After Huang Meizhen finished speaking, she looked at Lao Letou. She had never received flowers from Lao Letou in her life.

Le Huizhen: "I want one too. I want one too."

Lao Letou saw Zhang Lang looking at him, and quickly waved his hands and said, "I don't want it, I don't want it."

Zhang Lang, with a frown on his face, conjured up another flower.

Zhang Lang: "Here comes the highlight."

Cover the handkerchief again.

This time, Zhang Lang pulled his hand out little by little.

Zhang Lang pulled out a rolled-up painting bit by bit.

Lao Letou opened it and said, "This is... This is Tang Bohu's authentic work. This is actually Tang Bohu's authentic work."

Zhang Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

I was almost killed by the system.

Old Letou slipped away excitedly.

There were only three of them left in the living room.

The more Huang Meizhen looked at Zhang Langzhen, the more satisfied she became.

Zhang Lang also coaxed Huang Meizhen in a very sweet way.

As for Old Letou.

Zhang Lang had no one to express his condolences to.

I know that Lao Letou will not have a formal chat with me until after dinner.

First, just chat quietly with Huang Meizhen.

If Huang Meizhen is dealt with, Lao Letou will be nothing.

Sure enough, after dinner.

Old Letou’s study.

There were only Zhang Lang and Lao Letou in the study.

Le Huizhen’s home villa.

It is not far from Zhang Lang’s villa.

The pattern is similar.

It’s just that Old Letou’s study is full of books.

There is a copy of Zizhi Tongjian on the desk.

Zhang Lang: I prefer Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Read Sun Tzu's Art of War and enjoy a strong life.

Lao Letou said straight to the point: "I know you are a playboy, and I don't care how many women you have outside, but you must marry my daughter in the end."

Zhang Lang thought to himself, I have heard this twice.

You old Deng, you have more der.

I will dye my hair yellow tomorrow and hang around outside your villa like a ghost.

If I didn't want to ask for information about that foreign guy, I would have continued to put you off.

Zhang Lang: "If Huizhen is willing, I will definitely not marry anyone else."

You have to ask her if she dares to say something that will damage the river crabs?

Old Letou nodded with satisfaction: "Well, you two should discuss this matter yourselves. A girl cannot be kept at home when she grows up. Now she won't go home. Well, let's talk about it later. However, I heard that there has been some unrest in your police station recently."

Zhang Lang thought that this was the main point, and said with a smile: "I don't know about that. I just think about solving cases and arresting people every day. I don't want to care about other things."

Old Letou seemed not to hear what Zhang Lang said.

He said to himself: "You are promoted too quickly, and you will definitely be targeted. It is best not to get involved in some things."

Zhang Lang wondered what the “some things” that Lao Letou mentioned were referring to.

Then I heard Lao Letou continue: "I know you have close contact with that Li Yunfei, and I also know that he is helping you, but you have to pay attention to your own identity and don't always run to him."

Zhang Lang said obediently, "I understand."

Looking at Zhang Lang's attitude, Lao Letou knew that this boy was no simple man. He kept smiling and agreeing, making it hard to guess what he was thinking.

Old Le looked at Zhang Lang seriously.

He can be said to have seen countless people.

He couldn't see through Zhang Lang.

He had no connections or background whatsoever, but he was promoted to Chief Inspector simply by solving cases.

Although the position of Chief Inspector is not a high one, Zhang Lang is young, and he was promoted at a lightning speed in less than a year.

It’s too mysterious. It’s just riding the wind and waves with the help of Huang Bingyao.

Lao Le: Alas, he looks similar to myself when I was young, and is also a handsome young man.

Zhang Lang: I spit salt soda on your face.

When they met for the first time, Zhang Lang understood the principle of talking to someone with deep feelings.

He likes to hide his shortcomings.

I don't know what you are asking, and all I know is the superficial answer.

Lao Letou was ready to talk about the north to test Zhang Lang's background: "Have you ever known about the north?"

Zhang Lang: “No.”

The old man's expression remained unchanged: "There are no outsiders here, you can talk, it's okay."

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "I really don't know. I've never understood it. I've never left Hong Kong Island since I was a child, and I've never met people from the north. I don't know what to say."

"Didn't Huang Bingyao tell you about this?"

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "Mr. Huang did mention this, but I'm just a small police officer and don't want to get involved."

Old Letou nodded secretly: "You have no power and influence. It is not easy to climb to the position of Chief Inspector. The water here is too deep. There is no need to wade into the muddy water."

Zhang Lang smiled and nodded.

"Don't take over O's business." Old Le said without thinking.

O means direct confrontation with the flour merchants.

That Robinson is the backer of the largest flour merchant.

Zhang Lang knew that he had made the right choice tonight.

"Uncle, I want to ask about someone."

Old Letou heard Zhang Lang calling him uncle for the first time. This kid is really...

"Go ahead."

Zhang Lang stared at Lao Letou's face and asked, "Do you know Robinson?"

Old Letou's pupils shrank and the corners of his eyes trembled slightly.

"Where did you hear that name?"

Zhang Lang: “I heard it by chance.”

"This is not something you can know. I will tell you when you get to Huang Bingyao's position." After saying this, Old Letou closed his eyes and rested.

Zhang Lang was speechless.

Is this name so intimidating?

Old Le was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word.

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "Then I won't disturb you to rest. I'll take my leave now."

Zhang Lang politely withdrew.

Say goodbye to Huang Meizhen.

Le Huizhen did not go with him.

Send Zhang Lang out.

Le Huizhen hugged Zhang Lang's waist and said with emotion: "Ah Lang, thank you. I will reward you tomorrow night."

Zhang Lang said with a smile: "Then can we go to other thoroughfares?"

Le Huizhen whispered, "Let's talk about it tomorrow night."

Zhang Lang grinned evilly.

Drive away.

I just hope someone knows about Robinson.

Zhang Lang felt that he would soon find out who this person was.

The phone rings.

Zhang Lang: "Hello, what's up?"

Li Yunfei: "Ah Lang, you would never guess."

Zhang Lang sighed: "I can't think of anything. Why don't you just tell me directly?"

I hate riddlers and people who say things that don't make sense.

"Shan Ji killed the leader of Hongxing, Liang Kun. He also sent people to deal with Situ Haonan, but failed. His men were arrested. Now Hongxing is doomed."

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "Hongxing will not be left out. Don't you know that Jiang Tiansheng of Hongxing has a younger brother who is even more ruthless than him?"

Li Yunfei is an old street guy and he knows a lot about Hongxing.

"Are you talking about Jiang Tianyang?"

Zhang Lang: "Yes, he is doing very well in Dai country. He has both money and people."

Li Yunfei: "How can he be richer than us?"

Zhang Lang: "He is a professional noodle seller and has been in business for many years. How long have we been in business?"

Li Yunfei remained silent.

"Have someone keep an eye on Fatty Li. He will definitely go find Jiang Tianyang to take charge of the situation."