Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator.

Chapter 169 Times are different

When Su's father heard his daughter's name, he subconsciously turned his head and squinted his eyes.

The jade rockery was filled with flowing water and icy smoke, and Lu Mingfei just walked from not far away in an ordinary way.

The crystal chandeliers in the lobby of the Black Prince Club often emit soft light, which would not be dazzling according to common sense.

But maybe it was because Su Xiaoqiang's father had drunk some wine. At this moment, he actually felt that the figure walking from not far away was a little hazy under the sunlight.

But Su's father could vaguely see his striding steps, and combined with the natural greeting from the other side, there was a hint of confidence behind the tone.

He should be a nice young man, about 20 years old. Judging from his behavior, he may have experienced a lot.

The voice was full of energy, and there was a faint feeling of trust in one's own abilities.

Is it a junior from another company that he met at a certain wine bar or banquet, or a rich young man from some family?

Su's father subconsciously guessed the status and identity of the visitor, and then blinked to dispel the haze in his eyes.

He looked at Lu Mingfei in front of him and was stunned.

He is not a capable junior in the company or a rich man.

Wearing a simple black sportswear without any brand, carrying a bulging cloth schoolbag, and carrying a decent custom-made suit.

Just looking at that face with a beard that hasn't even started to grow yet, how can this be an ambitious young man who is about 20 years old and has some experience?

This is obviously an underage student who has not even graduated from high school!

Shouldn't most students of this age avoid adults when they see them?The reasons for avoiding social interactions are often due to the large age gap, generation gap with adults, and lack of common language.

Why would you take the initiative to join me?Or in this kind of place?

Su's father shook his head, feeling that he had drunk a little too much, and for some reason he started to think about all these things.

The way people deal with things is related to many factors.

At this age, there may be some who are timid and reticent, some who are careless and careless, and some who talk endlessly. It is not surprising that someone can greet adults naturally.

Isn’t that what his good daughter is like?
If you encounter the same situation, you will come here.
No, if it were Xiaoqiang, she would probably run over angrily, kick him in the legs, and blame him with tears for drinking so much.

Not sure, after all, it seemed like ten years ago when his precious daughter did these things.

Su's father's mouth subconsciously revealed a happy smile, and then he came back to his senses and looked at the young man in front of him.

He looked up and down, but in the end he had no impression of the person in front of him. He just thought he was a young man with good energy.

"you are?"

Father Su touched his chin and asked Lu Mingfei uncertainly.

He really had no impression of Lu Mingfei.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, pointed at his face, and blinked. The energetic look he had just now suddenly weakened a bit and turned into a shy student look.

"Uncle Su, I am Lu Mingfei, a student at Shilan High School. I am in the same class as Su Xiaoqiang."

"Our relationship is quite good. To be precise, she used to take good care of me. I looked at you a few more times at the beginning of the class meeting and remembered it."

"Oh, she's Xiaoqiang's classmate."

Father Su was leaning unsteadily on the tribute platform of the statue of Guan Gong next to him.

He held his head, blinked sleepily, and then shook his head vigorously, as if this would wake him up.

He looked around the hall and couldn't help but wonder:

"It's so late at night, why are you in a place like this?"

If he is a classmate of Su Xiaoqiang, he should be in his first year of high school. He is not sleeping at home in the middle of the night. What he is doing in a place like this is a bit suspicious!
"Uh, Uncle Su, there's no special reason," Lu Mingfei licked his lips, stepped forward to support Su's father, and explained truthfully,
"Me, I suddenly felt hungry at night, so I went out to shop to see if any stores were still open."

Lu Mingfei gave a wry smile at the right time, looking disappointed.

"I didn't expect that there were not many shops open at all. There were only street lights on the road. There were not even police officers. To be honest, I was quite scared at first, fearing that someone might rob someone."

He silently glanced at a group of people not far away with half-squinted eyes.

"But then I thought about it and found out that there seems to be quite a lot of surveillance around here. I guess nothing major will happen, so I feel more at ease."

Hearing the word "monitoring", the silent Lao Li reacted slightly.

He quietly put his hand behind his back and shook it slightly, and the tense aura around the big man and kimonoed woman behind him dissipated slightly.

Lu Mingfei pointed at the door and said nonsense,
"I saw such an open shop, so I came in and asked if there was anything to eat here."

"I heard my uncle say that places like the club should have late-night snacks."

"Haha," Su's father let out a few laughs of unknown meaning.

"Looking for food in a club like this? Lu Mingfei, right? You're a very interesting young man."

"Don't your family care about food?"

Lu Mingfei laughed a few times at the right time.

"I'm staying at my uncle's house. I'm hungry at the wrong time. I'm a little embarrassed because I'm afraid of disturbing them."

"I was just about to faint from hunger, so I came in just to give it a try. I definitely had no other ideas." Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"But I just learned that a new KFC opened nearby, and I was already planning to leave. I accidentally saw Uncle Su at a glance, and after thinking about it, I had to come over and say hello."

"Really, that's it. I'm sorry, I just thought you were some loser who didn't learn well." Su's father obviously knew the inside story of the Black Prince Club. Maybe it was because he was drunk, so he said it so carelessly,

"Are you Xiaoqiang's classmate?"

He looked Lu Mingfei up and down and patted him hard on the shoulder, "Very good, a very energetic young man."

Then he greeted Lu Mingfei carelessly,
"The place you are going to is not far from here. Let's take a walk. I will see you off."

"Lao Li, my driver should be outside. Let's go first." Su's father turned around and waved his hand, "We brothers, let's get together when we have time."

Lao Li raised his pensive face, put his hands behind his back, and nodded kindly.
"Mr. Su, go slowly, I won't send you away."

He put on a soft smile, raised his chin,
"You should think about choosing a project partner."

Su's father leaned on Lu Mingfei's body, stretched out his hand and shook it to show that he knew.

"Young man is very strong. I am not light in weight. You can really carry me. Have you practiced anything? Taekwondo or Sanda?"

"Do you want to play basketball? I heard that playing basketball can also boost your energy." Su's father was like an ordinary parent. When he met a child as young as his daughter, he couldn't help but ask questions.

"No way, I don't hide it from Uncle Su. I used to be a homebody. I stayed up late every day playing games, and I was very decadent. Maybe it's because I started to get up early and run for exercise recently. I do feel that my strength and energy have improved. Few." Lu Mingfei replied casually.

"Yes, yes, exercise is good. Exercise is a good thing." Su's father nodded in agreement.

"I heard that there is a theory abroad. People who insist on exercising all year round will not only get better and better physically, but also their mental state will become better and better. You see, those who are admitted to Tsinghua and Peking University are basically nothing. He's a nerd, and he's also good at a few sports."

"Young man, if you keep going, you will be able to get into a good university. If you don't mind, then come and work in our company." Su's father patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

"With Uncle Su's good words, I will let Uncle Su cover me when the time comes." Lu Mingfei smiled and used a little more strength to better support the drunken man.

"No problem, I'll take care of it! It's not true, right? Let me tell you, exercise can really change people." Su's father kept talking.
"That's what Xiaoqiang is like. Looking back on those years. When she started practicing dancing, she was still a little chubby girl. It didn't take long for her whole person to undergo earth-shaking changes. She was like an ugly duckling turning into a white swan. She became more and more... More like her mother."

Su Xiaoqiang used to be a chubby girl?
Good guy, can he know this kind of dark history?
"Yes." Even though he was thinking wildly in his mind, Lu Mingfei did not hesitate to praise him.

"Uncle, maybe you don't know, right? Su Xiaoqiang is the class beauty in our class, with the nickname of Little Heavenly Girl, and she is still at the top of the school beauty selection list."

"Hahaha, right? She doesn't tell me much about things in school. When she talks to me, she always asks for some weird things."

"Why don't you still clamor to introduce her to a kendo teacher today?"

kendo?

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly,
Su Xiaoqiang, want to learn swordsmanship?

Speaking of which, if I think about it now, in the photo album released by the Little Blind Box, Su Xiaoqiang is indeed playing with a knife.

Is it because of the subconscious influence of pranayama seeds?
"Uncle Su really dotes on his daughter." Lu Mingfei sighed with emotion, with a slightly disappointed look in his eyes, and then quickly calmed down. "That's how being a parent is. As long as the children are good, I'm willing to do any dirty work anyway."

Father Su patted his beer belly.
"Speaking of exercise, it seems that my big belly needs to be exercised. If I don't keep it in place, something will happen to me one day."

"I feel like I'm still watching my daughter grow up healthy and get married."

"Speaking of which," Su's father looked at Lu Mingfei with a scrutinizing gaze, his eyebrows sharpened suddenly.
"Xiaoqiang is so famous in school, is anyone chasing her? Or, Mingfei, do you know which boy she has a close relationship with?"

Lu Mingfei broke into a little cold sweat for no reason.

Why do I feel like there is an overtone to these words?

Did he, Uncle Su, really drink too much?

God sees You Lian, he really has nothing to do with Su Xiaoqiang!

"Yes!" Lu Mingfei made a quick decision and nodded in agreement, diverting trouble to the east.

"The little goddess has inherited so many advantages from Uncle Su and Aunt Su, and she is also very generous. Many people like her, so how can no one pursue her?"

"But Uncle Su, if you ask about the close relationship, there may not be any." Lu Mingfei immediately added a note after the flattery, just in case Su Xiaoqiang found out about any inexplicable operations that day.

"Su Xiaoqiang is considered a big sister to most of us boys. I have been protected by her and am her number one younger brother!"

"Really? It's really something Xiaoqiang can do." Su's father smiled with satisfaction, then patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder,

"Mingfei, to be honest, I'm not really opposed to children's free love, but high school is a particularly critical period, so I have to exercise restraint no matter what." Su's father changed the subject.
"I think you are a good young man. I like it very much. Let's change our contact information later. I have to trouble you to take care of Xiaoqiang at school from now on. Her mother and I often don't pay attention to her at school. The situation, and no matter how much she acts as a big sister, she is still a little girl."

"Um," Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to rub his hands, but found that he couldn't pull them away, so he had to say uncertainly, "Uncle Su, please explain more clearly."

"Haha, according to you young people, I just want you to be a spy. If something happens to Xiaoqiang, we will know better." Father Su couldn't help showing a sharp look, "Especially Xiaoqiang and Xiaoqiang Mingfei, you should be able to tell which boy is closer."

Good guy!
She is indeed a daughter slave!

Lu Mingfei looked confused.
Why didn't he say a few words, but he became Su's father's spy next to Su Xiaoqiang?
Although the possibility is unlikely, he is not afraid that he will do something wrong to Su Xiaoqiang?
wrong!

This is personal essence!

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened slightly,
He relies on him to monitor the situation around Su Xiaoqiang, and as a father, Uncle Su only needs to monitor him.

Rolling his eyes, Lu Mingfei said solemnly,
"Uncle Su, don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me!"

hey-hey!Su Xiaoqiang, you can’t think of it!

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but hum in his heart.

From now on, I will hold Shang Fang’s sword here to deal with you.

If you want to get out of singles safely, you should take care of Uncle Lu from now on.

Of course, this was just a joke in Lu Mingfei's mind.

Just based on the fact that Su Xiaoqiang helped him intentionally or unintentionally in the previous incident, it was impossible for him to let Su Xiaoqiang be abducted by some rubbish.

A man and a boy just chatted.

Squeak squeak!

The door turned gently, swallowing the two figures.

Before leaving, Lu Mingfei looked back inside.

He first nodded slightly to the kind lady at the front desk.

When he shifted his gaze, the natural and playful expression suddenly disappeared, turning into indifference.

The big men remained motionless, their eyes dissipated from the imminent hostility, and the kimono women also took their hands out of their cuffs.

Mediterranean Fujiwara's face was very ugly, and he didn't know what he was mumbling.

Until finally, Lu Mingfei's eyes fell on Lao Li's face.

Lao Li still maintained his smile and watched the two of them get into the car.

The moment the car door closed, Lao Li was still smiling, but his eyes became cold.

He turned and walked inward, leading a large group of people around in the corridor.

No one was talking, except for the sound of footsteps and breathing. This group of people were like strictly trained soldiers. It was eerily silent!
Until a large group of people pushed open a room with strong soundproofing.

Just like in a huge KTV box, colorful lights flickered and shone on the coffee table full of wine bottles - this was the place where they had just discussed cooperation with Su Xiaoqiang's father.

Snapped--!
After closing the door, Lao Li slapped Fujiwara with his backhand without mercy!
While he was dizzy and his ears were buzzing, the Japanese man's face flushed instantly, showing the great strength.

"what!"

Before Fujiwara could recover, he was kicked by Lao Li towards the coffee table, causing him to stumble and hit it.

The heavy coffee table scraped against the floor slightly, making a squeaking sound that was particularly harsh!
The empty wine bottle fell to the ground. It didn't break, but it kept clanging against the ground, echoing in the empty room.

The unfinished wine bottle staggered and fell on the coffee table. The rolling bottle walls shone with colorful lights, and the transparent champagne slowly flowed out, lingering sweetness in the entire space.

When the accompanying man and woman saw him, they knelt on the ground in panic and said nothing.

The same was true for Mediterranean Fujiwara. He didn't look as arrogant outside the hall just now. He knelt back quietly, grinning and enduring the pain.

They were very afraid or afraid of the kind-looking old man in front of them.

Lao Li didn't say anything. He lit up a cigarette and held it silently in his mouth.

He sat quietly on the sofa, his face slightly lowered.

The light hit him behind him, making his entire face appear to be in darkness.

I couldn't see clearly what his expression was, only the light of the smoke was burning slightly.

Lao Li never smoked, so he just held it in his mouth.

After a long silence, he raised his head.

At this moment, the smile that always hung on his face was gone.

He spoke fluent Japanese and stared directly at Mediterranean Fujiwara who was kneeling on the ground.

"Fujiwara, who asked you to do it just now?"

"Li Sang, we have already shown enough sincerity. It is that man who is ungrateful." Mediterranean Fujiwara knelt down without raising his head and moving his lips.
"If that's the case, shouldn't we let the other side know how powerful we are?"

"Fujiwara, this is China, not Japan." Lao Li said silently,

"We are now wearing suits and sitting at the table to discuss business, instead of being naked with tattoos and holding razors on the streets to grab territory and collect protection fees."

"But Li Sang, you clearly wanted to take action just now, didn't you? If something hadn't suddenly appeared from nowhere, we would have taken down that bastard by now."

Lao Li remained silent.

In the scene just now, he did have the idea of ​​directly taking down Su's father for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

"Find an abandoned small building, take off his clothes, and pour gasoline on him." Mediterranean Fujiwara's face was cold and his tone was solemn, "We only need to light the cheapest cigarette in front of him, and we can make him Trembling, beg for mercy and obey!”

"How about taking him to the beach and hanging him upside down into the cement? If he doesn't want to be a load-bearing beam in a building, he will sign our contract."

"Didn't you hear what that young man said?" Lao Li took off the cigarette from his mouth and held it in his hand, "That's right, you loser can't understand Chinese."

"He just said police and surveillance."

"Times have changed, Fujiwara. It is different now than it was 40 or [-] years ago. The streets and alleys are full of cameras. Many things that could be done before are not so convenient now."

"There is no underworld here. If you dare to act openly today, someone will send us to prison tomorrow."

"Don't you have shares in this club?" Mediterranean Fujiwara whispered softly,
"Let the employees pretend not to see it. In just one night, we can make him obey."

"Even if the police come by then, that bastard will just say it was a misunderstanding with a smile on his face! He will not be convicted!"

(End of this chapter)