Almighty in the city

With a "bang", the door of the magnificent villa was kicked open, dressed like a non-mainstream arrogant, just like his name, with a cold face, and angrily walked in.

In the lobby on the first floor of the villa, Zhao Lingfeng was eating a snack. Hearing the noise, he turned and glanced in the direction of the door, just in time to see Leng Ao's gloomy angry face.

If this were changed, he would have lost all his cynicism.

But now, seeing Leng Ao's appearance, his heart "cocked" in an instant, faintly having a very bad premonition.

"Leng Ao, what's the matter?" Liu Qingqing, the cheongsam beauty who was also sitting on the sofa in the hall on the first floor, frowned and asked.

Leng Ao ignored her, glanced away, there was no figure of Feng Baiyu, and asked coldly, "Where is Feng Shao?"

"Go to the study on the second floor." Another long-haired beauty pointed her finger on the second floor. "Looking at you like this, it seems that the post is smashed?"

Leng Ao let out a cold snort, did not answer her question, and walked straight to the spiral escalator leading to the second floor.

No answer is equivalent to answering.

Just looking at his face at this time, the three people present in the hall on the first floor knew that this matter might have changed.

"Ma, this Tan Zongming is so tugging that he doesn't even pay attention to the greeting message that Shao Feng took the initiative to pass out?" Zhao Lingfeng frowned, "This is very different from the investigation in the data. His character is completely different. "

"The information is at most for reference. If you really use that kind of thing to study and be the truth, you will be played alive sooner or later in the future." Liu Qingqing, who was wearing a specially tailored cheongsam, gave him a light look. It means that you are the "owner" in our circle. Otherwise, I have a hundred ways to swallow your Xinda investment through you."

Zhao Lingfeng glanced at her and did not say a word, but the expression on her face was clearly written with two big characters——

Do not believe.

"You, at best, can be regarded as a rich second generation with a little brain. It is really a thousand miles away from becoming an elite of the upper class." Liu Qingqing saw his expression, shook his head, and said lightly, "Just It’s like last night, you were scammed by someone ten million in Xishe Mountain, and you suffered another set of crimes."

Zhao Lingfeng's face was cold, and he looked at her and said, "You sent someone to follow me?"

Liu Qingqing elegantly exchanged the slender legs under the cheongsam skirt. In response to his fierce gaze, he nodded calmly: "Yes, since you came to Shanghai, someone has been watching you. "

"Why?" Zhao Lingfeng had already gritted his teeth at this time, and his eyes became cold, completely devoid of the eagerness he had when he pursued Liu Qingqing before.

"Safety." Liu Qingqing put up two lush white jade fingers, "For your safety, but also for our safety. Zhao Lingfeng, you are really too jumpy, you will not recognize your own strength even if you are proud of it. Don't be convinced—"

"I ask you, last night was the first time you went to the modified car market in Sheshan." She looked at Zhao Lingfeng, her tone didn't mean to be polite, "The first time I went to a place where dragons and snakes were mixed, even I don’t know how deep or shallow the water there is, so I dare to listen to the sidelines of a little gangster and spend money to hire a driver for a car."

Zhao Lingfeng stopped talking.

Liu Qingqing's tone became colder: "The most important thing is that you haven't even figured out who is driving that black Land Rover. With just one license plate number, you can conclude that the driver is Tan Zongming-are you stupid? "

Zhao Lingfeng remained silent.

"I didn't even know if his opponent was Tan Zongming, so he rashly signed the contract for the awkward car and agreed to the bet made by others——" Liu Qingqing continued, "Do you think ten million is not too much? Then you know How much is your Xinda's net profit in one year?"

Zhao Lingfeng's head has dropped.

However, Liu Qingqing didn't seem to want to just let him go, and said coldly: "It's less than 70 million - and 60% of this profit is going to the central enterprise behind you. In other words, you Zhao Family One Even if you are over the age, you can earn less than 30 million! With this 30 million, how much can you save in the end after eliminating public relations costs, network maintenance, risk hedging, etc.? Ha ha, you lost 10 million at home in one night. People like you, if I want to, do you think I can't eat the entire Xinda investment from you?"

"Okay, Qingqing, they're all'owners', let's stop here." Seeing Zhao Lingfeng's gray face, the long-haired beauty said aloud.

Liu Qingqing snorted and stood up: "Zhao Lingfeng, the princes of Yenching have many parties, and the'four young masters of Yenching' are a new generation of Yanjing business, but the interior is divided into four hills. You are barely regarded as a young master now. This mountain, but, it’s not that you can rest assured in your life. I hate pig-like teammates more than god-like opponents—"

"That's all, think about it yourself." She said, her high heels tapping the marble floor lightly and gracefully, and walking towards the spiral escalator without looking back.

The long-haired beauty glanced at Zhao Lingfeng and shook her head.

But compared to Liu Qingqing's disdain, she didn't show any inner thoughts--

After all, in every small group, there must always be a few who are willing to act as cannon fodder.

As far as cannon fodder is concerned, Zhao Lingfeng is still doing quite well.

At least, he hasn't made much progress in the past few years.

Compared to the lobby on the first floor, the atmosphere in the study room on the second floor of the villa seemed more depressing and silent.

Feng Baiyu sat on the Fujiki Taishi chair, resting his chin in his left hand, and staring at the bronzing greeting card that had been torn in half.

Just like the "War Letter" in the morning, this time, he sent his kindness, but unfortunately, in exchange for it, it was still tough--

Tan Zongming's meaning is already obvious, that is, not accepting peace, or even accepting counsel and surrender!

"Could it be that he accidentally touched his Nilin?" Feng Baiyu's expression became ugly and weird. "This battle cannot be fought anyway. There is no chance of winning at all."