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Chapter 286 Is he worthy?
Chapter 284 Is He Worthy?

In the milk tea shop, although Chen Changqing and Xu Si had already been kicked out of the shop.

But Lin Dabao's gaze was fixed on these two people.

Perhaps it was because Chen Changqing was from Xiangjiang, or it might be because of Xu Si's insulting behavior. In short, in Lin Dabao's eyes, these two people are not fun.

But when he saw Xu Si's innocent and bright happy smile after drinking his own milk tea?
Lin Dabao couldn't help being stunned, and after a change of expression, he couldn't help shaking his head and mocking himself: "Lin Dabao, Lin Dabao, what are you doing now? When did you become so sensitive?"

Everything in this world can be fake.

But there is one thing that is absolutely impossible to fake, and that is the innocent smile of a child.

It was an unscrupulous smile that put aside any thinking, like a sand sculpture.

In any era, this is the easiest and most rare thing. Even the top actors cannot express this kind of heartfelt happiness through acting skills.

So when I saw Chen Changqing entering the store again?
Although it was a bit unpleasant before, Lin Dabao was still very enthusiastic, and even took the initiative to shout: "Sorry, I misunderstood just now. Do you want milk tea? This time I can give you a cheaper price, two cups for five yuan."

However, what Chen Changqing said next.

However, Lin Dabao's expression froze, and his expression returned to the gloomy and unfriendly expression at the beginning.

After Chen Changqing entered the door, he didn't say what he wanted, but looked at Lin Dabao calmly, and then said lightly:
"It's okay to drink milk tea made with creamer, I still like to drink normal."

After the words fell, Lin Dabao's face froze.

After opening the store for half a year, everyone thought they were using milk.

But Lin Dabao knew very well that the white liquid in the stainless steel vat was not milk at all, but fake milk he blended himself.

However, what made Lin Dabao so gloomy was not that Chen Changqing pointed out his deceit, but that Chen Changqing saw his expression froze?

The words of "comfort" immediately following:

"Don't worry, this kind of thing is nothing. Many milk tea shops are like this. There is no need to trouble you. I came here to ask you to call your father Lin Zonghui. I want to talk to him."

Your father Lin Zonghui!
After these words were spoken, Lin Dabao's expression completely changed.

Because Chen Changqing said before that he was from Xiangjiang, so he almost subconsciously said:
"Are you from Uncle Dong?"

Chen Changqing shook his head, and directly denied, "Uncle Dong? Lin Yaodong? I don't know him."

Lin Dabao didn't believe it, he just sneered:
"They all know Uncle Dong's name, and dare to say that it's not him. Let me tell you, my father has severed the father-son relationship with me. Even if you kidnap me, my father won't care."

That's what it says, but is it really the case?

Lin Zonghui and Lin Dabao really severed their father-son relationship?

Looking at Lin Dabao who was putting on a sneer at the moment, Chen Changqing did not explain, but asked instead:
"Young man, I'm curious, what makes you think I will be Lin Yaodong's subordinate?"

Lin Dabao took a step back, with a bit of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Chen Changqing, who was 1.8 meters tall, and asked in a sarcastic tone:
"Is not it?"

After the words fell, Chen Changqing couldn't help laughing, he looked at Lin Dabao, his eyes seemed to be looking at someone who didn't understand anything, but felt that he knew everything:
"Yes? What is it? Have you seen this suit on me?"

"From the shirt on the upper body to the leather shoes on the feet, all are Dior's private customization."

"Just this pair of spectacle frames is priced at 18. You may not understand Dior, but to put it simply, this is a good high-end private custom brand. Last year, the high order threshold was 200 million Hong Kong dollars."

"200 million Hong Kong dollars?"

Lin Dabao froze for a moment, then subconsciously shouted.

Don't say it's [-], even if it's [-].

For the vast majority of families, their total assets may not reach 200 million.

And now it is 20, there is a gap of [-] years between the two!

So Lin Dabao was a little confused, because in his opinion, let alone 200 million, even 2 yuan is already an astonishing figure. Now his milk tea shop was bought for only [-] yuan.

Subconsciously, Lin Dabao thought that Chen Changqing was bragging.

But looking at Chen Changqing's expression?

For some reason, a ridiculous idea came to his mind.

Because at this moment, he actually believed that what Chen Changqing said was true, that the other party was so extravagant that he could spend 200 million yuan a year on clothes.

And looking at Lin Dabao's incomprehensible astonishment?

Chen Changqing pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, his expression was very indifferent.

There is no domineering person as imagined, and it is not as annoying as a nouveau riche. Instead, he asked in a slightly surprised tone:

"200 million is definitely more than that. After all, I can't wear Dior clothes all the time, but how much do you think Lin Yaodong will spend a year to afford me based on my expenses? To put it bluntly, is he worthy of Lin Yaodong? "

Uncle Dong, Lin Yaodong, the most successful people in Tazhai today.

The most successful person before was his father Lin Zonghui, when others were still working hard on how to become a millionaire?
At that time, their family already had more than 50 deposits.

For Lin Dabao, this has always been the thing he is most proud of, because his father is super powerful.

But when he learned that Uncle Dong had a net worth of tens of millions, he realized that the outside world was so big. It turned out that a person's wealth can be so huge that it can be distributed evenly, and it can create thousands of households with ten thousand yuan.

But today, when he met Chen Changqing, he heard that the other party spent more than 200 million Hong Kong dollars a year on clothes.

Lin Dabao's mood suddenly became very complicated.

The look in Chen Changqing's eyes was no longer as hostile as it was at the beginning. Although it was still somewhat guarded, it was more of a fear, a fear of wealth.

In fact, Lin Dabao didn't notice it himself.

After hearing that Chen Changqing spent 200 million yuan a year on clothes, his whole tone changed: "Since you're not under Uncle Dong, who are you?"

"Chen Changqing, the boss of Baile Group, this is my business card."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a bright smile.

Chen Changqing was very reserved, took out a business card holder from his pocket, took out a gold-encrusted business card and put it on the cash register, and glanced at the other party lightly:
"I've been staying at Dongshan International Hotel for the past week. Go back and tell your father that I came to Dongshan this time for investment. If you have an idea, please call ahead to make an appointment. I will spare time in the morning."

After saying this, he calmly glanced at Lin Dabao, and then Chen Changqing left without looking back.

As for whether Lin Dabao will call his father?

Yes, he will!

Regarding this point, Chen Changqing has no doubts.

The reason is very simple. The current situation in Tazhai is very dangerous. If he hadn't been forced to do nothing, Lin Zonghui would not declare to the outside world that he would sever the father-son relationship with Lin Dabao.

Today's Lin Zonghui is like a man who fell into the water.

Although Chen Changqing's identity is unknown, his origin is mysterious, and everything about him is unknown, but in just a few words, Chen Changqing fully demonstrated that his strength is far superior to that of Lin Yaodong!
So afterward, Lin Dabao only needed to think a little bit to understand——Chen Changqing was his only chance!
Watching Chen Changqing's departure, Lin Dabao, who was greatly shocked, was still frozen in place at the moment.

Chen Changqing?Uncle Dong?Xiangjiang?
business card?invest?Tazhai's next patriarch?
With the rapid operation of his brain, Lin Dabao's expression couldn't help changing for a while, and he looked at the gold-encrusted business card on the cash register, and then at the red telephone next to him.

After a short thought, he finally gritted his teeth and got up to pick up the phone.

With a few crisp busy tones, about seven or eight seconds passed.

On the other end of the phone, a tired and familiar voice sounded:

"Hi, I'm Lin Zonghui, who are you looking for?"

(End of this chapter)