Lao Tzu is Hades

Peace Hotel, the business district near Yanjing University, the highest-grade hotel.

When I got here, Jiang Feng was a little confused.

It was in this hotel that I had an intersection with the star Ju Jingwei. Looking back on the past, it was like a dream.

"This Ju Jingwei was surrounded by reporters last time and hurriedly put on my clothes again. I guess there will be no chance to return it to me in the future?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng was still a little bit lost.

...

There is a dance hall on the second floor of the hotel.

Pushing the door open, I saw that the huge dance floor was empty, with only one beautiful girl sitting there, slightly lonely.

She was wearing a light cheerleading dance suit, and when she walked closer, she found that the dance suit was torn, and even she had some scratches.

"Zitong, you are here too!"

Seeing this girl, Lin Qi hurried over.

It turned out that this girl was Lin Qi's roommate, named Wang Zitong, who was also asked out tonight.

When she arrived, Lin Qi looked around and said, "Where are the others?"

Seeing Lin Qi, Wang Zitong clutched her arm tightly like a straw, his eyes panicked, and said: "Lin Qi, let's go! We can't stay here! Take me away!"

Lin Qi patted her lightly and said, "What the hell is going on?"

"Rogue! They are all rascals!" Wang Zitong's eyes turned red as he said.

It turned out that the cheerleaders were really practicing cheerleading, and they were all pulled into the room by a group of rich second-generations to practice!

Only Wang Zitong was relatively simple and conservative. He would rather die than surrender. His clothes were torn, but he didn't let the other party succeed!

However, for a while, she couldn't leave. Not only did the dance clothes break down, but the original clothes were also hidden by the rich second generation, so she could only wait here.

Lin Qi's physique is cold, and she is already in autumn, wearing a thin coat.

She took off her coat, put it on Wang Zitong, and said, "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay!" Wang Zitong wanted to say something more, seeing Wang Sicong and Wu Yifan not far away, his expression changed drastically, "He... why are they also here? I heard people say, let's just count them. The worst!"

"It's okay, don't be afraid of them!"

Lin Qi comforted her a few more words, walked to Jiang Feng, and said: "Zitong is my roommate, or...Shall we send her back first?"

Jiang Feng hadn't played enough yet, and said: "The good show hasn't started yet, it's a pity to go now!"

"But Zitong..." Lin Qi stopped talking.

Jiang Feng thought for a while and said, "In this way, I will ask someone to send her back first!"

With that said, Jiang Feng walked to the window, opened the window, took out a piece of white paper from the Qiankun bag, folded it into a paper airplane, and flew out of the window.

This is the signal he and Yu Xiaoyao agreed.

There are many people in the shadow gate, wandering in every corner of Yanjing, especially where Jiang Feng appeared, protecting him at all times.

...

Less than three minutes later, a shadow killer came to the entrance of the dance hall and stood there waiting for orders.

Jiang Feng held Lin Qi with one hand, and Wang Zitong with the other. When he reached the door, he handed Wang Zitong to the shadow killer, and said, "Send back to Yanjing University!"

"Yes, master!"

Without a word, the shadow killer left with Wang Zitong.

...

"Sister Lin Qi, what are you doing outside?"

Wu Yifan's voice suddenly came from behind.

It turned out that when Wang Sicong saw that Lin Qi was not in the dance hall, he thought she wanted to run, so he quickly asked Wu Yifan to come out and have a look.

Lin Qi said: "I... it's okay, just come out and walk around. Why, can't it?"

"Uh... of course!" Wu Yifan didn't dare to go far, and followed Lin Qi.

The dog leg of the rich can be regarded as a loyal dog for this purpose!

...

In a short while, the rich second generation and the cheerleaders finished their "training" and returned to the dance hall one after another; the male's legs were soft, the female's sore, and they looked satisfied.

Most of these boys and girls are Zhou Yu playing Huang Gai-one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

Only Wang Zitong's kind of silly and innocent girl, really thought she came to practice cheerleading; unexpectedly, she was almost taken to the room to practice.

"Okay, everyone is almost there, let's eat!"

The place to eat is next to the dance hall. There is a big round table that can seat 20 or 30 people!

Needless to say the food, Wang Gongzi shot, the scene was fully set!

Those foreign wines are even more valuable, each bottle costs thousands of dollars!

Before the dishes were ready, Wang Sicong mobilized everyone to drink with Jiang Feng, because he knew that as long as Jiang Feng, the flower protector, was drunk, Lin Qi could not escape the palm of his hand.

But what gave him a headache was that he drank one bottle after another of foreign wine, which cost 100,000 yuan, and the one surnamed Jiang was not drunk!

On the contrary, it was his friends, friends, friends, who usually can drink them one by one, but now, they are all overwhelmed by Jiang Feng!

"This...what's the situation?"

Wang Sicong was dumbfounded, and if he drank it, he would go to battle himself!

But with his little alcohol, you can drink half a bottle to brave the horizon. How can you fight him?

"Xiao Wu, you go!"

Wang Sicong stabbed Wu Yifan.

Wu Yifan just went to the bathroom and vomited once, now that he can't drink anymore, he waved his hands in fright.

However, he didn't dare not listen to Wang Gongzi's words, so he said to his girlfriend: "Yaya, you have a few drinks with that little bastard!"

Han Shiya is not a good woman either, she feels weak when she sees a handsome guy.

She was quite interesting to Jiang Feng at first, but now her boyfriend doesn't mind, so she sits right next to Jiang Feng and drank with him. Lin Qi who looked aside was angry!

Drinking a few more bottles, not only Han Shiya, but also all the girls can't hold it!

...

Wang Sicong didn't know what to do, when suddenly the phone rang; it was his dad who called, so he answered quickly.

"Sicong, I asked you to come to the nineteenth floor, where is your kid?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a shrill middle-aged man's voice. It was Wang Sicong's father, Wang Jianlin.

"Oh, I'm going, I almost forgot about it!"

Wang Sicong patted his forehead sharply, calling out damn.

It turned out that today is the annual "Business Alliance Conference" in Yanjing City.

To put it nicely, it is called the "Business Alliance Conference." To put it ugly, it is actually the rich people who give confessions to the cultivating families, connect feelings, and maintain relationships.

In the face of a family of cultivators, the richest tycoons will always be inferior to others!

Those cultivating families just disdain to make money. If they want to make money, they will monopolize the market in minutes, and there will be nothing for the rich and nobles.

Wang Jianlin is a shrewd businessman, and he does not forget to do business when he attends the business alliance conference.

He wondered, his son has grown up now, and if a young lady from a cultivating family takes a fancy to his son, the Wang family can climb to the top!

So, this time he participated in the conference, he specifically called his son.