The Cold President's Best Master

Wu Qingfang stretched out her slender jade feet and gently kicked Lu Chong under the table.

Lu Chong saw the expressions of those people and thought to himself that these people are human spirits. He just subconsciously looked at Wang Fucheng and they all guessed it.

He simply looked at Wang Fucheng's luck with the technique of hoping for Qi.

Wang Fucheng's wealth is amazing, thicker than ordinary people's thighs. This is the coarsest luck Lu Chong has seen since he came to Jiangcheng, representing Wang Fucheng's wealth of more than 10 billion.

Although Jiang Xueqing's father's Tianjian group has a market value of nearly 100 billion, the equity is very scattered, and the assets of the Jiang family are less than 10 billion, so Wang Fucheng is the richest man.

However, Wang Fucheng's red wealth is both real and false, that is to say, some money he can basically control, but it doesn't belong to him.

Lu Chong was confused at first. Then he remembered some news and understood.

Under Wang Fucheng's wealth, a dense golden rat ring appears, representing that many giant rats support his wealth.

Strangely, the highest level represented by these rat Qi rings is also the giant mouse of Jiangcheng level. There is no higher level. If Wang Fucheng has no more advanced giant mouse support, no one believes it.

Lu Chong felt that his cultivation was low and he could not see a higher level.

He also remembered that deputy director Xu's rat spirit was particularly dense. He felt very wrong at that time. Now he understands that deputy director Xu must have higher-level rat support.

Lu Chong looked at Wang Fucheng's other fortunes.

Wang Fucheng has a lot of longevity, which is more than seven inches long. He can live to more than 70 years old. He thinks of the things he did in his early years to abduct and sell children, beat and maim children and force children to beg. He thinks of the things he has done in real estate these years. His longevity is so long. It really fulfills the sentence "good people don't live long, bad people live for thousands of years".

His mildew is only thick at the tip of a needle. It is very rare and has little impact, but it can affect director Qi and has a deep impact. This is not an ordinary oddity. Lu Chong can't understand it.

Wang Fucheng has no disaster, and his illness is only toothpick thick. It is a minor disease, and his resentment is only toothpick thick. Even if he saw it with his own eyes, Lu Chong doesn't believe it. He always feels that Wang Fucheng has a problem with his luck, which may involve more profound things. He wants to study what's going on. After all, he already knows that Wang Fucheng did abducting and trafficking children, beating and maiming children and forcing children to beg in his early years, The malicious demolition of real estate is also a source of public anger. His resentment here should be one foot long.

Lu Chong kept staring. Wang Fucheng couldn't help it any longer. As soon as he patted the table, the dishes rang together, and said impolitely, "see off!"

The box door suddenly opened, and two people in black suits immediately came in and watched Lu Chong warily.

Deputy director Xu and Wu Qingfang are still very calm, but President Li is sad.

Lu Chong stood up calmly and said, "director Qi, I'm very sorry. I can't do anything about you. I hope to make preparations early. As for president Wang, I can't see anything in detail, but it will never be small, but there is still a glimmer of vitality. If you are willing to pay enough money, I can try."

Wang Fucheng, with a black face, pointed to the door and shouted, "get out!"

Lu Chong sighed: "the opportunity is given to you. You don't cherish it. Don't blame me in the future."

This is no different from the curse to the dictatorial Wang Fucheng.

Wu Qingfang didn't expect Lu Chong to be so bold. She winked at Lu Chong and asked Lu Chong to pay attention to his voice.

Wang Fucheng was more angry. Pointing to Lu Chong, he shouted to the two Kong Wu bodyguards in black suits: "throw him out!"

The two bodyguards walked quickly without saying a word and accumulated strength at the same time.

Lu rushed to the sword eyebrow and said coldly, "stop! Otherwise don't blame me for being impolite!"

No matter the two bodyguards or Wang Fucheng, even the people around Wang Fucheng showed a mocking smile on their faces.

Wang Fucheng has shown off more than once. His bodyguards are retired special forces with super combat power. They are first-class soldiers everywhere, second only to the capital guard to protect leaders. An 18-year-old hairy boy dares to say impoliteness to such bodyguards. In their view, it is a big joke.

Wu Qingfang also heard about the strength of these bodyguards, and quickly exclaimed, "Xiaochong, be careful! Stop!"

The two bodyguards, one left and one right, tacitly extended one hand to Lu Chong's shoulder.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the two bodyguards shot like electricity, but in the eyes of Lu Chong, the movements of the two bodyguards were as slow as the green haired turtle.

Lu chongleng snorted, put out his hands, grabbed the wrists of the two bodyguards, broke them with force, and snapped with a click.

The two bodyguards snorted stiffly. They held back the pain and kicked out. One kicked Lu Chong's head and the other kicked Lu Chong's waist. Their legs were very strong.

"Get out!" Lu Chong shouted. He bent forward at an unimaginable speed. Before being kicked, he loosened the bodyguard's wrists with both hands, pushed his arms forward, and hit the two bodyguards in the abdomen with both fists.

The two bodyguards seemed to be hit by a boulder and flew upside down. One hit the wall and passed out, but the other flew out of the door and knocked down the waiter.

The bodyguard who flew out of the door remained awake and immediately stood up, but he only took one step, his legs softened, fell to the ground, watched Lu Chong, motionless, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and dyed the ground red.

Everyone saw extreme fear in the bodyguard's eyes.

The audience was shocked!

Everyone stared at Lu Chong and couldn't speak for a long time.

Lu Chong patted his sleeve gently and said calmly, "it's still a special force. It's too weak."

Wu Qingfang's eyes flashed and her heart beat faster. She couldn't help bending down and covering her chest with her hands.

Lu Chong hurried to Wu Qingfang, put Yulong Zhenqi into her body, and said softly, "sister Fang, are you better?"

Wu Qingfang felt warm in her heart and comfortable all over. She smiled and said, "it's all right now. Let's go."

Wang Fucheng became angry and patted the table angrily: "the man who hit me wants to leave?"

At this time, several men in black poured out of the box next to them. They blocked the door and looked inside. These people looked like the men of Wang Fucheng and others.

One person immediately called the hotel security, while the others waited for instructions.

Lu Chong also saw that Shen Zhengjun, his wife and Chen Rui were also in the crowd.

Shen Zhengjun and his wife looked anxious, but Chen Rui smiled.

Wu Qingfang stood in front of Lu Chong, looked at Wang Fucheng and said coldly, "President Wang, it's obviously your people who start first. Xiao Chong is self-defense. How can it be beating people? I can't imagine that you are known as the richest man in Jiangcheng. You're accurate and angry. It's ridiculous!"

The old man surnamed Zhang immediately said in a deep voice, "Xiao Fang, don't interfere in this matter. Let president Wang deal with it."

Wu Qingfang gritted her teeth and raised her head. "Xiao Chong is my brother! I can't live long without him. Whoever dares to touch him, I Wu Qingfang will fight with whoever! Moreover, I tell you, Xiao Chong cured old Zhou's disease!"

When the word "Zhou Lao" came out, everyone was surprised. Wang Fucheng was very angry, but he showed his fear.