The reborn businesswoman loses again

Chapter 44

Just rely on me, Song Ruye.

The resounding words fell heavily in the banquet hall, causing everyone to stare at the young man again. Regarding her rude words, they didn't know whether to call her arrogance or arrogance. In short, after a few seconds of silence, the host seat Luo Jingyuan restrained his breath, and released the domineering coercion of the leader of the gang, like a tiger coming out of its box.

"Little brother, drink this cup of tea, and then answer this question properly." Wearing a dark red coat, he handed over a cup of tea with a bamboo clip, quite a bit like Shanghai Bund in the old days, and reminded him in secret: " I don't like jokes, and I don't like younger generations making jokes in front of me."

Therefore, you'd better put away your youthful and frivolous ignorance, and honestly rethink the answer, otherwise today will not be as simple as blasting out.

The boss made a real move, and everyone else also shut up. They all looked at the handsome young man on the single sofa, imagining how she would be frightened to the point of shitting.

But in such a tense atmosphere, not only did the young man not show any timidity, but he also picked up the teacup leisurely, sniffing the fragrance of the tea with his lowered eyes, curled his lips, and said leisurely: "The excellent Dahongpao, it's a pity to use Wrong utensils, rough earthen pots can’t refine the fragrance. The better the thing, without the proper technique and good carrier, there is no way to achieve refinement and breakthrough after all. The same is true for tea, gang, and pie, I said Right, Boss Luo?"

After finishing the words, she took a sip and poured half of the cup back to the tea tray.

"You..." Luo Zihang had never seen anyone dare to be so arrogant in front of his father, and immediately narrowed his phoenix eyes, as if he was about to get angry.

"Wait." At this moment, Luo Jingyuan raised his hand to stop him, staring directly at the opposite side with deep eyes, "Go on."

Luo Zihang kept a dark face and said nothing, while the young man on the other side did not change his face despite the pressure, while taking the tea pot with his backhand, carefully pouring it into the purple sand pot one by one, "The predecessor of the Red Tiger Gang was three brothers teaming up, In the later period, the other two established their own sects, and quickly formed a trend of three-legged confrontation, pressing against the Red Tiger Gang. In terms of strength and resources, the Red Tiger Gang is no worse than the other two. The only thing they can lose is the aging of the management team. , be content with the status quo, and wait until the danger comes to find that there is more than enough heart but not enough power.”

The boiling water boiled and boiled in the charcoal fire, making a gurgling sound.At this moment, the audience was silent, and countless pairs of eyes looked at the young man who exposed the Red Tiger Gang in public as if he had seen a ghost, silently worrying that his boss would shoot her to death in the next second, and her blood would splatter on the spot.

However, the young man didn’t seem to notice it, and he took boiling water to make tea freely, and his white and slender fingers gracefully pushed away the tea foam little by little, and continued calmly: "Boss Luo has summoned so many young heirs for his birthday banquet this year. It is nothing more than looking for a promising arm that can survive the situation of the other two. Although the night gang has not been in the limelight in recent years, it should have some background. to be stable."

Most people thought it was because the father felt sorry for his son and was looking for a friend in disguise, but only she knew that the medicine was sold in the gourd in this play.Only by grasping the pulse door, can she make the Yebang stand out today.

The voice fell slowly, just in time to make tea.

The clear tea accompanied by a faint fragrance seemed to linger in the arena. The young man picked up the wooden clip, took the teacup with his white and transparent fingertips, and handed it over. Everything was so beautiful and luxurious.

Luo Jingyuan, who had remained silent all this time, slowly picked up the tea and took a sip. The sweet and wonderful experience made him close his eyes. Just as Luo Zihang was about to hand his father the shot to kill the foolish little boy in front of him, he suddenly heard The strict father raised his head and laughed loudly, "Hahaha... the young man is really amazing, this tea is so well brewed!"

Not only was the tea brewed well, but even the situation was well thought out, and the suggestions made were even more difficult to find any reason to refuse.

The young man understood the deep meaning of it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a bit. He nodded slightly and nodded, "Good tea is worth only to those who know how to appreciate it."

The night gang and the red tiger gang, one is waiting for the opportunity, and the other is in urgent need of help when the boat arrives at the bridge. The combination of the two is the best result.

In just two sentences, it may seem like gossip, but in fact it has already established the intention of the two gangs to work together.

Finally, when Luo Jingyuan took the initiative to get up and shake hands, the people watching the excitement were still a little confused.

Luo Zihang was even more dumbfounded, staring at Danfeng's eyes, and stared blankly at his father who had always been serious, not only shook hands with Xiaobailian, but also nodded and praised him full of praise.

Until the dinner started, the young man was directly arranged next to Luo Jingyuan, and it was self-evident that he attached great importance to it.

It's just that Qin Qing lost her appetite after taking a few mouthfuls of food, because the boy opposite kept staring at her with a cannibalistic expression.

"Ruye, eat more. After eating, go and play with my family. I think you can write well, and you can make tea. You must study well." Luo Jingyuan kindly picked up a chopstick and put it in the boy In the bowl, seeing that she even ate politely, I felt a burst of emotion, "If only you could go to school with my kid, and you can supervise him more."

This kind of behavior of belittling his son was obviously done frequently, and the elders at the dinner table all looked at Luo Zihang sympathetically.

Qin Qing was awakened, thought for a while, and pondered: "It's not impossible. I plan to open the casino under my name in the near future. For the convenience of management, transferring to City B is a good choice."

"Huh? You still have a casino?" Luo Jingyuan immediately looked at him with admiration, and couldn't hide his appreciation, "Ruye, I have to learn from your uncle when I have time, and see how he teaches children, haha..."

Feeling that he was not his own, Luo Zihang poked hard at the meatballs in the bowl, his anger rose to the top of his head, and he sneered: "What about casinos, I really admire some people, what is it to curry favor with my dad?" Everything works."

Originally, the table is a guest, and the rule is that they can no longer compete with each other, but unfortunately, they were too stimulated today, and Luo Zihang couldn't control his emotions for a while.

With a snap, Luo Jingyuan slapped the table on the spot
Seeing that the atmosphere was about to be ignited again between the anger of the father and son, a chuckle suddenly pierced in from the ramp, and then Qin Qing said in a soft voice like a spring breeze: "If Young Master Luo doesn't believe it, after dinner, let's go play a handful."

This kind of unstable young man can't stand aggressive tactics the most, his eyes are full of victories and losses, and he will be at a loss.

(End of this chapter)