Zhang Yu threw the security guard straight into the manor gate. This was not something he could do with his strength, but all it was the five-colored thin filament airflow that ordinary people could not see.

The other three security guards were stunned when they saw their companions fly into Zhang Yu's hands for no reason and thrown so far.

The three of them were stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

Zhang Yu still slowly moved forward and said, "You have heard of third-grade lay Buddhists now, but have you......"

"I've heard of it, heard of it..." "I've heard of it, heard of it..."... The three security guards nodded and bowed.

"Tell your boss and say I want to see him..." Zhang Yu said lightly.

While talking, he stepped forward and came to the front of the gate a few steps.

The three security guards at the gate nodded and bowed their promise again. One of them quickly took out the walkie-talkie and reported to it.

Zhang Yu stood there waiting, looking slow and calm.

After the security guard finished reporting, he said carefully: "This... third-grade third-grade master... I, I have already reported it... I said I will pick you up soon..."

"Yes." Zhang Yu replied softly, without saying anything else.

The three security guards didn't dare to say anything else, they all looked at Zhang Yu timidly, and didn't dare to move.

After three minutes, the security guard who had just been thrown into the manor by Zhang Yu came out. The security guard first went to the pedestrian gate and looked there carefully. Seeing that Zhang Yu had no intention of hurting the other three security guards, he came out of the gate tremblingly.

This time, when he looked at Zhang Yu, his eyes changed. He was cautious and kept nodding and bowing, and then returned to the gate. He didn't dare to say a word, but it was normal. He had just entered the palm of his hand for no reason and then threw the gate of the manor. Is this the person he met?

After another ten minutes, a sightseeing car drove over, the gate of the manor opened, and the sightseeing car drove out.

There were four people on the sightseeing bus. One of them was a driver, the other was a middle-aged man in his forties, and two men under thirty years old.

After the sightseeing bus left, the middle-aged man got off with two men and walked towards Zhang Yu.

The middle-aged man said very politely: "Are you the third-rank layman Mr. Zheng?"

"It's me." Zhang Yu said calmly.

"I am the manager of Bishui Manor. These two are our boss's apprentices... Our boss has a lot of things to do recently, and I don't know that you are here and cannot greet you in person in time. I hope you will atone for your sins..." The middle-aged man said politely.

A man standing on his left said, "Wang Guangyuan is the fourth disciple of his master. This is my junior brother Qiu Daoquan. We really don't know that Mr. Zheng is here in person and cannot meet him. Please atone for his sins."

The man standing on the right said, "Mr. Zheng, it's not too early. When we heard that Mr. Zheng came, we immediately asked someone to prepare a banquet. Mr. Zheng invited him inside."

"Yes." Zhang Yu nodded slightly, walked forward with his hands on his back.

The three middle-aged men made a gesture of invitation together and asked Zhang Yu to get on the car. Zhang Yu came to the sightseeing car, put the travel bag on the car, and then sat on it.

After he got on the bus, the three middle-aged men got on the bus one after another. The middle-aged men told the driver to go to Yanbin Pavilion first.

The landscape car drove into the manor, not far from the door, there was a large flower bed. Behind the flower bed, there was a three-story building. The building was built with an ancient style, but it had no name. I don’t know if it was the Duobao Pavilion.

Zhang Yu didn't ask, just sitting in the car, the car bypassed the three floors. Looking around, it was full of green trees, flower beds, artificial lakes, and golf courses, which were full of vitality.

In a short while, the sightseeing bus arrived in front of a European-style building. The building was also on the third floor. The middle-aged man got off first and said politely: "Mr. Zheng, we're here."

Zhang Yu didn't say anything nonsense, jumped out of the car, and the two men Wang Guangyuan and Qiu Daoquan got out. Wang Guangyuan said politely: "Mr. Zheng, how about I carry my bag for you..."

Zhang Yu nodded, looking very dissatisfied, as if there was no valuable stuff in the bag.

Of course, others don’t think so. After all, people who come here are just processing them besides buying things. Can things that can be carved by Gergo by using a wonderful hand?

The middle-aged man made a call to Zhang Yu again and led Zhang Yu to the Yanbin Pavilion. Wang Guangyuan carried his bag and walked behind Qiu Daoquan.

The decoration in the Yanbin Pavilion is very grand. As soon as you enter the door, there are more than a dozen waitresses in the lobby. When the waiters saw them coming in, they immediately bowed to greet them and said, "Hello, boss."...

Zhang Yu ignored them and just walked the stairs with the middle-aged man to a private room on the second floor. This private room is not small, with a large table inside that accommodates twelve people to have a meal together. There are also cloakrooms, bathrooms, etc.

The middle-aged man asked Zhang Yu to sit first, and Wang Guangyuan put his travel bag on the chair next to Zhang Yu, and then sat down separately.

When the four of them sat down, a waiter came in and poured tea for them. The tea here was definitely not the tea from ordinary restaurants. When the tea was poured into the cup, there was a faint fragrance. Even if Zhang Yu didn't know how to taste tea, he knew that this was a good tea.

The Great Guardian once told him that the so-called third-grade lay Buddhists are to taste tea, wine, and women. Zhang Yu may be okay with savoring women, but this tea and wine tasting is a complete weakness for Zhang Yu.

In order to avoid revealing the stuffing, Zhang Yu simply did not taste it. After waiting for the waiter who poured the tea, Zhang Yu deliberately said, "I don't know when Mr. Miaoshoulei will arrive?"

"Mr. Zheng, my master now has many objects that need carving, including those of Baitou Zhenren from Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain. I am too busy and have no time to clone it. Master, he specially reminded me to treat Mr. Zheng well, and no matter what Mr. Zheng needs, he must be satisfied as much as possible." Wang Guangyuan, who had just carried Zhang Yu's bag, said politely.

"Zhongnan Mountain Chongyang Palace...hehe..." Zhang Yu deliberately chuckled and said, "You are using the title of Quanzhen Sect's ancestral court to suppress me..."

"I really don't dare..." Wang Guangyuan said quickly: "I have heard of the name of a third-rank layman for a long time. The master also said that it is our honor to be able to visit the humble house. Unfortunately, there are too many things at hand, so we cannot meet immediately. If Mr. Zheng has no important things at hand, it is better to spend a few days in Bishui Manor and wait for the master to finish the items at hand, and he will definitely visit Mr. Zheng in person..."

After hearing this, Zhang Yu said in his heart that it seemed that this third-rank layman was not famous enough, and Rego didn't want to meet him in person at all. Of course, if this was an ordinary businessman who came to sell jade, he would probably not even be treated at the moment.
Chapter completed!