Genius Fortune-teller

Xia Xiaoqing hears Lin Bai's words, subconsciously turns to look out of the window, pretends not to see the two people quarrel, but the corner of her mouth is a smile.

She felt both shocked and amused. One is a big dandy in the city of 49, and the other is an old Taoist in Maoshan. They can ignore all the noise just like two children, but they both attach so much importance to Lin Bai's words. If this matter is told, I'm afraid there are not many people who believe it.

"Little girl, now you can tell me where your home is?" Lin Bai frowned and turned to stare at the little girl.

As soon as Lin Bai said this, Zhang Sanfeng almost didn't spit out the chicken he was chewing. He widened his eyes and looked at Lin Bai with an incredible face. He asked, "younger martial brother, isn't this little girl the daughter of you and widow Zhao?"

“……” Lin Bai was speechless. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Sanfeng as if he were a dead man. He said in a low voice, "elder martial brother, do you think that I have to have a baby with widow Zhao to make you feel at ease?"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed a few times, turned his head and glanced at Xia Xiaoqing. He was embarrassed and didn't dare to say anything again.

"I'll follow dad. If dad doesn't go home, I won't tell you where mom and home are!" The little girl turned her mouth, looked at Lin Bai's sad face and said in a trembling voice.

“……” Lin Bai again speechless, a three crazy, a little girl, this is to completely make himself crazy!

Liu Jingtian came over with a smile and stared at the little girl. He said with a smile, "little girl, how about going home with my uncle? My uncle will take you to eat delicious food."

"Go back to the mountain with Daoye. Daoye takes you to play on the mountain every day!" Zhang Sanfeng's eyes twinkled, staring at the little girl.

The little girl looked at Zhang Sanfeng and Liu Jingtian. Her big eyes were full of fear. Suddenly she burst into tears. She turned around and went to the back of Lin Bai. She held Lin Bai's corner and cried, "you are all bad people. Don't be with you, my daughter. I want to be with my father!"

"Grandfather, is the prime minister really so amazing?" When Huang Zongze heard what happened when he followed Li Tianyuan, he couldn't help feeling.

Mr. Huang sighed, nodded and said, "since it can be inherited for 5000 years, there must be something magical about it. Did Lin Bai do anything unusual just now? "

"No No, when I asked the security guards to fight, they suddenly fell to the ground halfway... " Huang Zongze trembled.

After listening to master Huang's story about Li Tianyuan, and thinking about what he had just experienced, Huang Zongze suddenly felt like he had gone through the gate of death. His whole body was shaking, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his heart was even colder.

Mr. Huang looked at the expression on Huang Zongze's face, sighed and said in a soft voice: "take good care of yourself at home, and don't show up again. You are the only one in the third generation of our Huang family. In the future, we will be more restrained. Don't listen to other people's provocation, and then fight against Lin Bai. "

Huang Zongze nodded silently. Until this time, he understood why Lin Bai had been indifferent to what had happened. It was because Lin Bai knew that he and himself were not the same people in the world, just like God overlooking all living beings on the ground. You can choose not to believe me, but you can't disobey me. I can create and I can destroy.

And even now the corner of the mouth is still bleeding, although the tip of the brow has been covered with ice bags, it is still bruised, but the physical pain is better than the terror of death. Lin Bai can solve the anger of the Huang family, even if he is to get a few more slaps and what?

"What, did Lin Bai make trouble with Huang Zongze's Yunhua club?" Chen Beihuang listened to the phone, with an incredible look on his face. He immediately raised his head and laughed wildly. "Has he lost his heart? Do you want to offend all the dandies in the forty-nine cities? Or does he think that the old man of the Liu family can cover up the sky and block the anger of these people? "

Chen Beihuang listened to the phone quietly. After a little silence, he whispered to the phone: "OK, I know. I'll do the rest myself!"

In the eyes of colleagues, Chen Beihuang, who has always been conscientious and conscientious, left work early today for the first time. He drove his car out of the office building and went to a manor in the suburb of Yanjing.

The manor has no name, but the guard is very strict.

When Chen Beihuang's car was one kilometer away from the manor, he was stopped by the sentry along the way. After strict inspection, he asked the manor owner by phone, and then he was released.

After parking his car in the parking lot, Chen Beihuang walked towards a villa full of strong northern European style in the manor.

A middle-aged man in a black suit and a pair of gold rimmed glasses met Chen Beihuang with a smile and said, "Chen Shao, you're here!"

"Uncle Zhou, how many times have you told me not to call me Chen Shao but Beihuang? Why don't you listen?" Chen Beihuang holds uncle Zhou's hand with a smile, and his expression and attitude are extremely mild.

Uncle Zhou didn't answer. Wen said in a voice, "the boss is waiting for you in the study. Please go in as soon as possible."

"OK, I'll trouble uncle Zhou again. Someone gave me some trinkets a few days ago. It's estimated that uncle Zhou will like them. I'll find someone to send them to your home tomorrow." Chen Beihuang's smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more profound, he said.Uncle Zhou shook his head and said nothing.

Chen Beihuang's face was still full of smiles, but as soon as he turned his head, all the smiles on his face just now converged, and his eyes were full of anger.

If I don't know how to praise you, you will be the first one to clean up when I am in charge! Chen Beihuang had a secret way in his heart.

After entering the living room, Chen Beihuang quickly tidied up his clothes in front of a mirror in the living room, adjusted his state, and then went to the door of the study and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" A gentle but authoritative voice came from the study.

Chen Beihuang suddenly felt his muscles tighten. No matter how beautiful and domineering you are in front of others, and how aggressive and confident you are in the eyes of outsiders, every time you open the door, all these things will disappear, leaving only a trace of fear and fear in your heart.

Chen Beihuang took a deep breath, pushed the door and went in. A thin middle-aged man was sitting on a cane chair, looking at a document.

"Boss, you are still busy at this late hour. You should pay attention to your health!" Chen Beihuang deliberately made his voice soft and gentle again, trying to adjust to the tone when a younger generation spoke to his most respected elder.

The middle-aged man didn't look up from the document. The pen in his hand was still drawing on the paper in circles. He faintly replied, "sit down."

Chen Beihuang sits on the prickly rattan chair in his study and peeps carefully at the document in the middle-aged man's hand. When he sees the red handwriting on the cover of the document, Chen Beihuang trembles in his heart and tries to see what is marked on it. Unfortunately, the middle-aged man's cover is so tight that he can't see anything.

Chen Beihuang has a little regret in his heart, and he is short of an opportunity to take it out to be human. What the middle-aged man is holding is the red headed document that the common people often say. Of course, this middle-aged man is not checking, but reviewing the instructions.

Some interested people often find that some of the second generation, whether they are in politics or business, are much smoother than ordinary people. The resources of their parents are one of them, and the other is the information that ordinary people do not have access to. What is the most important in the 21st century? Information is the most important! As long as Chen Beihuang can get a glimpse of a little bit of content, it must be a great favor to take it out.

There was silence in the study, only the ticking sound of a chime on the wall. I don't know how long it took until the light from the window turned yellow. The middle-aged man finally put the documents in his hand into a file bag beside him.

Seeing this, Chen Beihuang got up in a hurry, went to one side of the tea table, poured a cup of water and handed it over. After the middle-aged man took the water, he took a sip, then leaned back on the rattan chair and continued to keep silent.

Chen Beihuang was a little anxious, but he didn't dare to show it. With the gaze of the middle-aged man, he only felt that there were countless insects writhing on his body, itching incomparably.

The atmosphere inside the room was dreary. Chen Beihuang clearly felt his heart beating with the tick of the second hand of the self ringing clock, just like an endless rhythm, waiting for the arrival of a node!

With time ticking and heart pounding, Chen Beihuang could even feel the temperature of the sweat on his forehead as it rolled down and rubbed against his skin.

"It's uncomfortable to sit on a rattan chair full of spines, that's why you're half buttocks on it." The middle-aged man gently put the water cup in his hand aside, then turned his head and looked at Chen Beihuang and wrote lightly.

Chen Beihuang carefully moved his buttocks to the stool and said in a soft voice, "it's uncomfortable, but it should be better after sitting for a long time."

"No matter how long you sit, these thorns are still very powerful." The middle-aged man said in a faint voice: "it's like a grain in the back, like a lump in the throat. Without a little bit of torture, how can you think about things more comprehensively. Only when you are in suffering can you see through the essence of suffering! "

"Remember, I'll put one in my office when I go back in the evening." Chen Beihuang's way of receiving a lecture with a smile is like an open mind.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man's face was much better. He waved his hand with a smile and said in a soft voice, "it's unnecessary. It's just that we old people torture ourselves and play. You young people can't bear these hardships, but just think about it before you do things."

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