Chapter 159 Brother Jiang Lan, You Are Not Wearing Clothes"Forget it." Wang Ye raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Lan, "I'd better wait here until this is done, and then decide whether to leave or not. I'm still worried..." Jiang Lan shrugged again. Wang Ye is a good person in every way, except that he cares too much about the people. If he and the current Wang Ye exchanged identities, he wouldn't care about all that mess. Becoming an immortal or a god has nothing to do with him. As long as it doesn't get in his way, he won't care even if Ma Xianhong develops a Super Saiyan tomorrow. But Wang Ye did so many things, whether useful or not, for some illusory future. Anyway, from Jiang Lan's perspective, he couldn't understand it. Maybe I haven’t reached that level yet. "Okay, if you don't leave, I'll stay here with you for a few days."
Anyway, there is nothing else to do now, so Jiang Lan stays here to relax. As for staying here, it might involve choosing a camp or something... Jiang Lan didn't have a camp, and he didn't come on behalf of the company. So, he doesn't intend to help anyone. Of course, plans cannot keep up with changes, and we will only know what the specific situation will be like when the time comes. "That would be great." Wang Ye smiled, "Thank you." Jiang Lan waved his hand, "I promised you before, there's nothing to thank you for." Although he claims that he is not a good person, he will definitely do what he promised to others. "Hehe..." Wang Ye stood up from his chair and yawned, "I'm so sleepy. I'll go home first." "No delivery." Jiang Lan no longer cared about Wang Ye, and simply lay back on the bed, pulling up the quilt. Wang Ye was so amused by this action. But he didn't say anything. He walked to the door, pushed it open and left. Although Jiang Lan had his eyes closed, he seemed to see everything around him clearly. "Help me put the bolt on the door." Wang Ye outside the door: "..." With a helpless look on his face, he passed his Qi through the crack in the door, lifted the bolt and stuck it in the groove. "thank you." Jiang Lan turned over.
…… …… Three days later, in Biyou Village, inside the stream. Jiang Lan squinted his eyes, wearing only a pair of large shorts, lying in the stream with a comfortable look on his face. It was midsummer and the midday sun seemed to be able to melt people. But the stream water in Biyou Village is clear and cool. Jiang Lan whistled and sang. There were always various things going on before, so although Jiang Lan thought the environment of Biyou Village was good, he never had the chance to experience it properly. Now that everything was done, he discovered it when he was lying in the stream. This place is more than just nice, it's a paradise on earth. "Brother Jiang Lan!" Not far behind Jiang Lan, Zhang Chulan's voice rang out. He looked back and asked: "what happened?" Looking at Jiang Lan, whose posture was not very elegant, Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched slightly and said, "Nothing, I'll call you to a meeting later." "Don't go." Jiang Lan rested his head on a big rock. "We have already united as one, why are you looking for me?" Jiang Lan finally had a chance to relax for a while, so naturally he didn't want to attend any meetings. Zhang Chulan smiled bitterly, "My brother Jiang Lan, I can't do without you. Now I can't even get a word in..." "You deserve it." Jiang Lan, who was resting his head on a stone, turned his head and said, "Who told you to be the bad guy so eagerly?" "Hey...I can't help it, right? Only by letting them isolate me can they take better care of Sister Baoer. I'm sure you understand this, Brother Lan!" "I understand." Jiang Lan said slowly, "You are just too anxious." In fact, with Zhang Chulan's IQ, he shouldn't make such a simple mistake. He could have taken it step by step instead of making himself the opposite of everyone all at once. However, Jiang Lan could understand this. If you care too much, you will be confused. Ever since Jiang Lan went to Baiyun Temple and came back, Zhang Chulan's attitude towards Feng Baobao has changed subtly. Many times, Jiang Lan even felt that Zhang Chulan was even more anxious about Feng Baobao's background than Feng Baobao herself. As for the reason behind this, Jiang Lan had no idea, and he had no interest in asking. Standing up from the water, Jiang Lan said, "Let's go to the meeting."
Since Jiang Lan's shorts had been soaked with water, when he stood up, water kept dripping down. After a while, a wet mark formed under Jiang Lan's feet. Zhang Chulan pointed at Jiang Lan's feet, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself. Jiang Lan also looked down, and then a layer of light black energy appeared on the surface of his body. The black energy gathered into a ball and moved around Jiang Lan's body. By the time the black energy disappeared, Jiang Lan's body, including the shorts he was wearing, was completely dry. Zhang Chulan gave a thumbs up. "sharp." "You can, too." Jiang Lan glanced at Zhang Chulan, then walked straight to the room where the temporary workers were. "Hey, Brother Jiang Lan, you're not wearing any clothes!" "The clothes are in the room. I'm too lazy to go. Let's go. We're all men anyway." Jiang Lan didn't care about it at all. "And there's Wang Zhen Ball!" Upon hearing this, Jiang Lan paused and then disappeared from Zhang Chulan's sight in an instant. In less than a minute, Jiang Lan put on his clothes and came back to Zhang Chulan. "Uh..." Zhang Chulan looked confused, "Weren't you fine just now?" Jiang Lan replied calmly: "It's okay, just a little cold." Zhang Chulan: "..." The sun almost blinded me, and you’re still cold? All I can say is that Zhang Chulan is a smart man. He had no intention of arguing with Jiang Lan and just walked silently behind him. …… In the temporary worker's room. Seeing Jiang Lan and Zhang Chulan enter the room, Xiao Zizai greeted them with a smile: "Here you go, sit down." As for the others, their expressions towards Jiang Lan could still be considered friendly, but when they looked at Zhang Chulan... Although it's not to the point of hatred, it can only be said that there is no expression, as if he saw an unrelated passerby. Zhang Chulan didn't care about it at all. With a smile on his face, he sat down next to Feng Baobao. The others didn't say anything, but when they saw everyone was seated, Clarinet coughed lightly. "After everyone's hard work over the past few days, we have basically investigated the information of the members of Biyou Village. Next, I will talk about what I have investigated, and then everyone can tell us what they know in turn. Let's summarize the information first." "Okay." Everyone agreed.
Seeing this, Black Pipe said: “Okay, I’ll start. "Zhang Jiang, 42 years old, runs a media company..." Just as Clarinet said this, everyone's task cell phones suddenly rang. (End of this chapter)