The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 69
What?No invitations?

Lin Yang's frank answer directly made Manager Song, who was already prepared in his heart, froze, and he was a little confused. He stared straight at Lin Yang and stood there dumbfounded.

Without an invitation, how dare you be so arrogant?
Without an invitation, you still hit someone at such a high-profile party?

Without an invitation, how can he be so confident?
He even wondered if the kid in front of him was out of his mind, and even said that he was a mentally handicapped patient.

Even Li Chuang, who was looking at Lin Yang with a sly smile on his face, and Sun Sheng, who was ready to wait for Lin Yang's sophistry, were shocked by Lin Yang's "sincerity", and felt like rolling up his sleeves The blood that was about to spurt out of his chest, which was about to do a big fight, was directly doused by a pot of unexpected cold water.

The dignitaries who watched Lin Yang here, or the second generation of the dignitaries, were also a little dull, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they couldn't believe that Lin Yang admitted it so heroically, there really was no invitation.

'I don't know how to live or die, I really don't know how to live or die, I have already seen at the door that this kid is just a stunned young man, and he came here in a taxi and dressed in rags. '

"If you don't have an invitation, you'll be a man with your tail between your legs. Why bother to show off and seek death." '

'Are you still hoping that his relatives who are security guards will rescue him?Don't be stupid, which security guard dares to stand up at this time. '

Many people sneered in their hearts, waiting with interest for Lin Yang's crying father and mother.

After returning to his senses, Manager Song's complexion became more and more gloomy. Looking at Lin Yang, his eyes were full of anger, and asked, "Poor boy, since you don't have an invitation card, who allowed you to come in?"

He has already made up his mind, not only to take Lin Yang into action, to quell the anger in the hearts of the two wealthy young men, Li Chuang and Sun Sheng, but also to find out the person who let Lin Yang in, and punish him.

After all, at the gathering of the top dignitaries in Los Angeles hosted by Mr. Zhao Erye, there must be someone responsible for such omissions in security. Otherwise, Mr. Zhao Erye, the big boss, will blame him. No one can take this responsibility.

"Zhao Lingling." Lin Yang frowned at Manager Song's harsh words, but thinking that this is the place where the second son of the old man Zhao had met once, he still gave him face and said coldly.

However, Manager Song spent a long time searching for the word 'Zhao Lingling'. In the end, he couldn't figure out who among the security personnel had this name.

Immediately, he sneered and decided in his heart that Lin Yang probably sneaked in from a place that was not strictly guarded in the factory area.

Immediately, he raised his eyelids, looked at Lin Yang with cold eyes, and said, "Poor boy, you offended Young Master Li and Young Master Sun, and made the two young masters feel very unhappy, do you know? If you can't let the two young masters Huohuo, in the entire city of Los Angeles, you can never expect to live well. How about I show you the way?"

"Oh?" Lin Yang frowned, looking at Manager Song with a half-smile.

"Kneel down, kowtow to Young Master Li and Young Master Sun to apologize, then break your hands yourself, and get out of here. Even if the matter is resolved, how do you feel?" Manager Song said as a matter of course.

"Yes, kneel down and break your arm." Li Chuang interrupted with a grin.

"It's so good, I think it's feasible." Sun Sheng raised his lips and nodded in agreement.

Huang Mengmeng was just one of the girls he played with, if it was a different occasion, even if she died, he wouldn't take it to heart.But here, when Lin Yang slapped Huang Mengmeng, it was like slapping him on the face. Face is very important to a top young man in Los Angeles like him.If he loses face, how can he survive in Los Angeles.

"It's not that good." Standing with his hands behind his back, he glanced lightly at the three people who were blowing out their nostrils, Lin Yang sneered.

The three of them really thought they were going to get him?
"Good boy, you are toasting and don't eat fine wine." Hearing this, Manager Song's breathing became stagnant, and his face was gloomy.

Although he is only the manager of the small lobby of Yuanguang Group, in Los Angeles, which is an acre of land, with the name of Yuanguang Group's subordinate Zhao Erye, he is very pretentious. How can he be serious when he sees bumpkins? Take a look.

Now, in his heart, Lin Yang, who has been identified as just a poor boy, dares to go against his 'kind' suggestion like this, that's fine.

Stop talking nonsense, grab the walkie-talkie in your hand, and call: "Captain Hu, send me two security guards."

He is the manager of the lobby, and he mainly serves the dignitaries. He has no security jurisdiction, but in terms of administrative level, he is one level higher than the security captain. Asking him to send two security guards is just a matter of words.

And he didn't hide his words from other people around. All the dignitaries who heard it exclaimed in their hearts, this is going to be serious.He couldn't help looking at Lin Yang with pity.

Everyone knows that Yuanguang Group's security guards are paid well, and require high physical conditions, with big shoulders and round waists, and strong military strength. With Lin Yang's height of a little over 1.7 meters, there is no room for resistance in front of those security guards.

In less than 3 minutes, two burly 1.8-meter-long men wearing Yuanguang Group security uniforms strode into the warehouse, glanced around, and came towards Lin Yang's location.

"Manager Song, if there is anything we need to do, you can tell me." Two security guards walked up to them, and one of them looked at the four of Lin Yang who were on the verge of sword fighting, his eyelids drooped, and he pretended not to see it, and told Song said the manager.

"I don't know where this poor boy sneaked in from a place that was not strictly guarded in the factory area. He not only offended Young Master Li, but also Young Master Sun. You drag him out and break his hands and feet. Give a sigh of relief for Young Master Sun and Young Master Li. " Manager Song glanced at Lin Yang, smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, pointed lightly with his finger, and said to the two security guards.

"it is good."

The two burly security guards nodded, pulled out the batons pinned to their waists from their backs, and looked at Lin Yang together.

At the moment when he was about to make a move, a white figure suddenly ran from the gate of the warehouse through the crowd, and quickly shouted in a crisp voice: "Don't do it, don't do it."

Hearing this voice, the two security guards suddenly stopped, and together with Li Chuang, Sun Sheng, and Manager Song, they looked towards the figure that was running fast.

Lin Yang was also taken aback, he really didn't expect to meet his mother Liu Ru here.

Liu Ru ran to Lin Yang's side, grabbed Lin Yang's arm, and pulled Lin Yang behind him to protect him.

Then, with a wide smile on her face and a low posture, she bowed and bowed to Manager Song, and said, "Manager Song, this worthless kid is my son. If he does anything wrong, Your lord has a lot, please forgive me, don't be as knowledgeable as him, please."

(End of this chapter)