Damn It, I’m the Villain Rich Second-generation Father? - Chapter 490

Lin Guoli had just come out of the bed, his body temperature was high, and he couldn’t accept the cold air outside for a while, so he shivered with the cold.

But because of the identity of the other party, he endured it.

“Xiao Lin, it’s okay, I just want to ask you about someone.”

“Oh, who do you want to ask?”

The other party paused, then said: “You are familiar with He Tiancheng from the He Group, aren’t you?”

“You mean Xiaohe? This is okay. I have been with Xiaohe many times.”

“We also have a more important secret transaction.”

“Deal? What deal? Is this convenient?”

Lin Guoli hesitated for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: “Senior Zhao, this matter is an absolute state secret, I can’t tell you.”

“But I can still have a relationship with Xiaohe.”

The man called Senior Zhao smiled at the words, and immediately expressed his understanding, “Okay, I know, I understand if you don’t say it.”

“Actually, I made this call today, and I didn’t mean anything else. I just wanted to ask you if I can get me a line.”

“Let me get to know He Tiancheng, I have something to ask him.”

Lin Guoli was a little frightened, and hurriedly said: “Of course this can be done! This matter is easy to arrange, He Tiancheng is still very easy to get along with, there is no pretension.”

After a pause, Lin Guoli said again: “Senior Zhao, take the liberty to ask, why are you looking for him?”

“Because the things I’m working with him are somewhat special, I have to know his situation. Couldn’t he commit something?”

Zhao Yanjun quickly denied, “No, no, of course not.”

“You’ll know about this later, you can let me see him first before talking about it.”

“Okay, Senior Zhao, then I will contact He Tiancheng now.” After that, Lin Guoli would call the secretary to call.

“Don’t don’t don’t, wait a minute!” Zhao Yanjun hurriedly stopped: “He is not free at the moment, you still don’t contact him, wait for tomorrow!”

“Tomorrow you find a time to call him, I’m not in a hurry!”

Zhao Yanjun on the other end of the phone spoke and glanced at the paused video on the computer.

This video is exactly the footage of He Tiancheng flying at high altitude.

He knew that He Tiancheng was busy traveling the night sky at this moment, and there was no time to take care of Lin Guoli.

And at the moment he didn’t dare to disturb He Tiancheng at all.

“Okay, then I know.”

“Senior Zhao, don’t worry, I will call He Tiancheng early tomorrow morning and tell him what you want to see him.”

“Okay, then I will count on you.”

Zhao Yanjun added: “Also, when you speak, be polite. Don’t be rude because you are familiar with him, and don’t hold me too high. I am in front of him and I am nothing. People will not put me in In the eyes, in short, you just don’t worry about my previous names.”

Lin Guoli was taken aback for a moment, and agreed again and again.

“It’s OK, Senior Zhao, you have said so, I know how to do it.”

“Okay, that’s it, hang up.”

“Um.”

After hanging up the phone, Lin Guoli quickly put on his clothes and hurried back to the bed barefoot.

His wife sat up and asked, “What did Zhao Yanjun call you so late? Didn’t he say that he was looking for immortals?”

“I didn’t find it, came back?”

Lin Guoli was enjoying the warmth in the bed and shook twice. Hearing his wife’s words, he stared at the hot ceiling lights and said in a daze: “Don’t tell me, I’m also curious. He didn’t tell me either.”

“You said, I haven’t heard from him for five or six years? I thought he had fallen ill and was lying in which private hospital. But during the phone call, I could still hear that he was full of anger. It’s not like a hundred-year-old voice, did he really find something?”

“I guess, he was looking for He Tiancheng, probably because of this immortal thing.”

Although Lin Guoli knew about the existence of Ye Tianchang, he himself had never seen Ye Tianchang, nor had he seen an immortal cultivator use a spell.

I have never seen the Immortal Cultivator’s sword flying.

So he remembered that a few years ago, Zhao Yanjun said that he was going to cultivate immortals and worship immortals as teachers, and he couldn’t help but feel a little lost.

He knew that Zhao Yanjun was still sober a few years ago, and he didn’t seem to be confused at all.

But under this circumstance, he suddenly shouted that he was going out to find the fairy, and then there was no news.

So after Lin Guoli learned about Yang Hao, he wanted to tell Zhao Yanjun and asked him to ask Yang Hao without a chance.

“Do you think that Xiao He is really the fairy whom Zhao Yanjun said?”

“Otherwise, where did he get something like Xiaoqiangwan?”

Lin Guoli was silent, with many thoughts in his mind.

“It’s hard to tell, I’ll call Xiao He tomorrow, and inquire about it by the way.”

“Okay, it’s late, turn off the lights and go to bed.”

Lin Guoli turned his back, but couldn’t close his eyes. He also wanted to know what Zhao Yanjun wanted He Tiancheng to do.

But dreaming is definitely useless. How would he know that He Tiancheng is now practicing the flying sword at an altitude of several kilometers.

After flying over the sea, He Tiancheng went to the island with enthusiasm to practice the sword moves that this silver-stripe sword comes with in an uninhabited state.

At this moment, there are very few people in Kyoto who can’t sleep because of He Tiancheng’s affairs.

Including Ye Tianchang in that small world, he was also very upset right now.

He had just suffered a thunderstorm, and he wanted to restore his cultivation and stabilize his realm. It would take some time.

At least for these few days, he couldn’t find He Tiancheng.

“When we meet, it must be a big battle, and either you die or I die, so I must face this battle in the best condition!”

“He must have reached the early stage of foundation building, or the middle stage of foundation building!”

“Although I use the cultivation base of the early stage of the formation of alchemy, it is not difficult for me to challenge the middle-term cultivator, but I still have to be cautious!”

Ye Tianchang muttered to himself, opened the storage bag with a solemn expression, and began to count his cards.