My daughter-in-law, you can't provoke

Chapter 53
Zhou Qu nodded and sighed deeply: "There is really no one else but them. By the way, sir, who did it?"

"Zhou Xiang's father!"

Feng Lin didn't hesitate. Compared to Zhou Nian and Zhou Xiang, he definitely chose Zhou Xiang.

Moreover, Zhou Xiang's father refused to accept discipline, which is also a strong proof.

A father is a prodigal son, and so is a son.

"You, an outsider who has never been in contact with you, are sure to be the boss. Will others not know?"

Zhou Xiang smiled, took off his reading glasses, and wiped them with silk, "Although the boss is not as smart as the second, he is not stupid."

"Maybe he guessed that you would think so." Feng Lin pondered.

"At first I thought so too, but the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became. The eldest brother owns 12.00% of the company's shares, and the second child owns [-]%."

Zhou Qu was a little depressed, "If I die, the second child will benefit the most."

Feng Lin was also confused by what he said, shrugged his shoulders, and didn't say anything more.

"I'm going to have a look at the two of them, whoever can't help it first, if I have time, I'll invite my husband to come and watch the show."

Zhou Qu put on his reading glasses again.

"You'd better be careful. Those who can get this kind of poison may know the masters. Be careful to drive them into a hurry."

Feng Lin pointed to the intersection ahead, which was the place leading to Yangshi University, "Stop there."

"Don't worry, sir, that's why I invited Zhang Yushan over. In the past few decades, he has become a big family that can shock the entire Jiangbei. This time he brought many masters."

Zhou Qu narrowed his eyes cunningly.

"It really is an old fox. Playing with old men like you always feels like you will be sold out at any time." Feng Lin shook his head with a smile.

Before getting off the car, Feng Lin and Zhou Qu left each other's contact information.

As soon as he got out of the car, Feng Lin noticed that someone was staring at him, which is what a killer should perceive.

If he is on the battlefield or performing an advanced mission, he will immediately dodge and look for cover.

But here, it is not necessary.

He turned his head and found a woman with long brown hair in casual clothes walking towards this side.

Wei Han.

Today she didn't use smoky makeup, and her pure appearance was fully displayed.

Oval face, long eyelashes, very similar to her mother.

"That's right, it's a Mercedes-Benz."

Holding a Coke in one hand, Wei Han walked over with a blank expression on his face.

"So-so, that is, acquaintance, it's not my car."

Feng Lin looked at Wei Han's face and said with a smile, "You look much prettier today."

"Humph!"

Wei Han's face blushed inexplicably, hurriedly quickened his pace, and left here to hide his nervous expression.

Feng Lin didn't follow, he calmly took out his phone to check the location of the camera and Fang Keke.

Except that Yun Miao is still sleeping, everything else is normal.

"Feng Lin, why didn't you go to class this morning?" A voice came from a distant teaching building.

Qiu Ying was wearing a black tracksuit and walked over with her hands in her trouser pockets.

Feng Lin thought of the scene where she and Gongsun Lan met late last night, and shook his head lightly, maybe he was thinking too much.

"Teacher, don't worry, you will never be humiliated during the exam." Feng Lin smiled.

"You really didn't go to class!"

Qiu Ying showed an expression of success, "We have no class this morning, and the school is holding a football match."

"Little bad..."

Feng Lin teased, but didn't care.

"Let's go! Go to the football game. The TV station in Yangshi is coming over today. The school stipulates that all students must watch it, and it will serve as the number of people!"

Qiu Ying stretched out her hand, grabbed Feng Lin's arm, and pulled him to the school playground.

Football has always been a rare profession in China, and it is not so high-end. It is simply that schools do not pay attention to it.

People in foreign countries have been trained since childhood, but in China, most of them may have graduated from college, and most of them have never participated in a serious football match.

"It's such a big formation, almost all the seats are full."

Feng Lin came to the playground, looked at the crowds of students, and sighed.

"Of course, football is different from basketball. In China, football is a high-end sport."

Qiu Ying pointed to several cameras in the distance, which were scattered in every corner, "Did you see it? There are five TV stations here."

"Brother Feng Lin! Teacher!"

Suddenly, Fang Keke in the distance waved with a smile and ran towards Feng Lin.

Feng Lin's eyes suddenly narrowed, and when she ran over, a short-haired man suddenly stretched out his legs.

Fang Keke didn't pay attention, she stepped on the short-haired man's shoe and almost fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry! Are you all right?"

Fang Keke hastily turned around and looked at the tall man.

"Something happened!"

The man suddenly laughed, "Of course, if the beauty gives you a contact information, then it might be all right."

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend."

Fang Keke lowered her head apologetically. This was the reason she rejected men from elementary school to university.

Otherwise, if one refuses to come one by one, some people will still pester them.

So directly saying that you have a boyfriend will make most people give up.

"No, right? Then wipe my shoes clean!"

Liu Wen raised his left foot and pointed to the shoe print on it, "I tell you, this time it is your school who invited us to play football. You trampled on my foot and you can't afford it!"

Hearing this, Fang Keke's expression suddenly became flustered, and his face turned pale.

Feng Lin walked over with a blank face, it was really a dirty way to strike up a conversation.

"Coco, what's the matter?"

Feng Lin put his arms around her shoulders from behind.

His arms are like a harbor, allowing Fang Keke to relax from his tense expression.

"It's okay, I accidentally stepped on his shoe just now."

She took out a tissue from her body and thought it was nothing, so she was going to squat down to polish her shoes.

But Feng Lin grabbed her arm, took the tissue away, and kept it on the ground, "You don't have long hands yourself?"

"I'll wipe it! Are you so crazy? Is it reasonable to step on my shoes?" Liu Wen snorted coldly.

With a smile on his face, Feng Lin stepped hard on his shoes, rubbed them a few times, and said word by word: "I just stepped on it, what the hell can you do?"

"You're courting death! Do you know how expensive my feet are?"

The corners of Liu Wen's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness. It seems that this person should be a local rich second generation.

But he himself is also a rich second generation.

Moreover, his skills are amazing, and the provincial football team has already invited him.

The future is not comparable to that of ordinary second-generation ancestors.

His voice was very high, and all of a sudden, there were people around him.

"I don't even want your feet to pay you, but you know how to play football?" Feng Lin blocked Fang Keke behind him and said sharply.

"Fuck me? You kid made me laugh, so you're also from the Yangshi football team?"

Liu Wen had already seen it yesterday, the football team in Yang City was completely rubbish.

"I'm not." Feng Lin shrugged with a smile.

"It turned out to be a keyboard man, shame on you, if you want to be really awesome, let's see you on the field!" Liu Wen raised his middle finger in disdain.

(End of this chapter)