Campus belle's cultivation master

Heavy night shrouds the flower city.

After all, Yao Kaishan's identity is special and he is not suitable to stay for a long time. After talking with Lin Yu alone for a while, he leaves with a smile.

As soon as he left, other government leaders attending the dinner also got up to say goodbye. Before long, only a group of big business figures were left in the banquet hall.

Lin Yu pretended to inadvertently sweep to the door, didn't see the familiar shadow in his heart.

"Mr. Lin." Lu Qingya came, a gust of fragrance swept her face, "are you looking for someone?"

Without waiting for Lin Yu to respond, she said with a smile: "when Mr. Lin talked with governor Yao, Miss Xue left with her parents."

Lin Yu looked at Lu Qingya coldly, until the latter moved his sight and lowered his head.

"Mr. Lin, is Miss Xue really worth your attention?"

Lu Qingya couldn't wait for an answer.

Lin Yu turned around, put the cup on the table gently, and said in a low voice, "OK, talk in another place."

The younger generation stayed at the bottom, while those who are really qualified to take a share in Lingxiu mountain spring development project followed him up the stairs to box 1 of Dihong international hotel.

Nearly a hundred people gathered here, and a difficult negotiation that could change the situation of power in less than half of Jiangnan province began!

Led by Lu Tianhong, Xia Youhua, he Jiuxiang, Xing Da, Tang Wenzhou and others, everyone wanted to give their family more agency authority of Lingxiu mountain spring. For a moment, the whole box was noisy, shouting and swearing.

Xing Da's eyes were scarlet. He was so angry that he patted the table on the spot: "Lu, I'll be your ancestor! Why can I only take 5%

"Don't be shameless, forget who you are?" Lu Tianhong glared at him and said, "if Mr. Lin hadn't spared your dog's life at the beginning, what you're trying to do now on the back of your neck may have been someone's pot."

He Jiuxiang stretched his head: "OK, what are you arguing about? I only take ten percent. I won't fight with you! "

"Master he, do you only take 10% Xia Youhua squinted, "the scale of your industry can't even compare with Hu Jinrong. Can you sell so many goods?"

"I..."

Soon Tang Wenzhou and others joined the negotiation. Only Lu Zheng, the oldest, and his second son, Lu Tianhong, was still sitting there.

But look at Mr. Lu's forehead, which is full of sweat and blue tendons, it's obvious that he's a little busy.

Lin Yu left them to fight and rob. Without saying a word, he went to the French window and looked at the lights outside the window.

I don't know when, the sky floated a lot of snow.

It's the first snow of the year.

The noise in his ear was gradually blurred. Lin Yu was staring at the crystal clear snowflakes floating down from the front of him, with a faint sense of loneliness from the bottom of his heart.

"This world..." he sighed, "it's so cool..."

It seems that the pain of the last life and the loneliness of this life can not be compared with the present.

The box is so busy, but it's theirs, not theirs.

It's like facing a group of predatory animals, the owner will only watch and wait from a distance, instead of rolling his arms and sleeves, grabbing a handful of fodder into his mouth

Today, Lin Yufang understood what it means to be "too high to be cold".

When you stand alone on the top of a mountain, holding the power of life and death, what other people do is extremely funny.

The box door suddenly opened, and song Changwu came in with a face more ugly than mourning.

Behind him is song Wenjie, who is shivering and full of fear.

Many big figures in the box all stopped the argument and looked up to watch the scene with great interest.

"Son of a bitch!" Song Changwu kicked his son and said, "don't you kowtow to Mr. Lin soon!"

Song Wenjie staggered forward a few steps, "plop" fell to his knees, kowtow more than: "I was so offended, please forgive me! I don't dare any more! Please, Mr. Lin, give me a chance, and also give us a chance! "

Lin Yu frowned a little impatiently, turned around slowly and looked down at him: "do you remember what I said before?"

Song Wenjie's body suddenly shakes.

"Mr. Lin asked you something!" Song Changwu stepped on his son and yelled, "answer quickly!"

Song Chang's skill in hard Qigong is quite good. This foot directly broke a bone of song Wenjie. The latter howled in pain and almost passed out on the spot.

"Remember... Remember..."

"Oh." With both hands on his back, Lin Yu looked at the ceiling and said, "repeat it to me."

"Mr. Lin said... Said... Just a word, can let the family behind me... Ashes!"

Many big men took a breath, knowing that this was not only Lin Yu warning song Wenjie, but also himself.

Lu Zheng stamped his feet and was the first to stand up.

The others looked at each other and stood up respectfully. They did not dare to sit in their seats immediately.

Lin Yu nodded his head gently: "how do you answer me?"

Song Wenjie's limbs began to twitch violently, sobbing: "Mr. Lin, I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong..."

Lin Yu's face was expressionless and uttered a word coldly: "say!"

"I... I said... Mr. Lin didn't deserve to carry my shoes... It was... It was the dog that ate my brain..."

Before Song Wenjie finished, song Changwu rushed up with a roar and kicked him out.

"Ah." Song Wenjie screamed bitterly. He fell on the wall like a sandbag and fell to the ground again. He opened his mouth and vomited a lot of blood.

"You beast! How dare you say such treacherous words to Mr. Lin? I'll kill you Song Changwu wheezed, and immediately turned around and knelt down in front of Lin Yu, "Mr. Lin, I have no way to teach my son. Please forgive my song family..."

Xing Da suddenly sneered: "Mr. Lin, what's that? If you can't teach your children, it's over? "

"If you dare to offend Mr. Lin, it's a great crime to kill him." He looked at Tian Hong's stiff face and said, "I heard that the last time Lu Er Ye's son was disrespectful to Mr. Lin in Ziyu club, he was cut off an arm. Song. What's the matter? Can your son be more valuable than Lao Lu's young master? "

Lu Tianhong's face was pale and blue, and he clearly recognized the evil of Xing Da's words, but he did not dare to refute them, let alone plead for the Song family.

"My son is sinful. It's Mr. Lin's magnanimity..." he took a deep breath. "Now he thinks of his kindness behind closed doors every day."

"Ha ha ha ha, Lu Er ye said so." Xing Da took a step forward and said, "master song, what should I do? Do you want Lao Xing to teach you?"