Pack up your things and tell the village chief that someone will come over after a year. This time it was Yang Zhao and Meng Su who drove the car, and the group walked back.
First, I went to the 4S store in the suburbs of Shanghai. The US dollars that Ling Qingyu remitted earlier had arrived in the account. She swiped the card very boldly, and handed over the license plates to the people in the store. The six top-level SUVs drove away directly.
When passing the live ammunition shooting range in the outskirts, Ling Qingyu stopped, found a friend of a friend of a friend of the shop owner, and asked Yang Zhao and the others to go play, and he sat in a casual tea house and waited for them.
Cheng Jia was not interested in those things, so she stayed with her. The two chose the most hidden place in the tea house to sit down. Yan Sanben also wanted to stay, but was driven away by Ling Qingyu with a smile. It's a loud noise, but Yan San and the others should like it very much.
Seeing that there was no one in the tea house, and it was in a remote corner, which should be a safe place, Yan San got up and left to see how the destructive thing was used.
The waiter brought the tea, Cheng Jia frowned when he smelled it.
Although he was in the villa in the remote mountainous area, he was still very particular about tea. The villagers in the mountains had good tea grown by themselves, so Ling Qingyu asked Lao Zhaotou to get some over and drank the tea made by Cheng Jia every day. It was a top-notch enjoyment , seeing him like this now, he smiled and said: "We don't drink tea here, let's change to something new, waiter, bring a pot of freshly brewed coffee."
"Whose car is that outside?"
"I don't know where the local tyrants are, what's the point of showing off like this? They are really rich, and they want to buy a supercar."
Two men walked in from the outside while chuckling, and the waiter immediately greeted them with a charming smile.
Cheng Jia smiled and glanced at Ling Qingyu, whose face was obviously displeased, and asked softly: "Old enemy?" He asked Zhao Yinfeng after that day, and he generally understood the situation. Calmness and indifference, on the one hand, her heart is indeed broad enough, on the other hand, she doesn't care about Bianjing's personnel affairs, but the most likely thing is that she has already experienced it, and even if she knows that she cares, if she doesn't have the strength to fight and suppress It's useless at all, but it will make yourself more sad and passive, so it's better not to care.
So, here, what kind of things have she experienced to make her come to such a painful conclusion
Ling Qingyu shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "People can only be hurt when you care about them. I admit that when I was young, I didn't really understand that people should live for themselves and for the people they like, and should not care about others. So, it’s somewhat uncomfortable, but now, I don’t care.”
Cheng Jia smiled slightly, her heart was filled with warmth, this is the person I like, no matter in that world, it is impossible to have another person like this. He heard Ye Po say all the things that followed, and knew that even though his concubine brother did such a stupid thing, she still let the Cheng family go, and let his old father support him until he died, but for his sister's sake , and has never pursued Fan Zheng's crimes. The person he likes has a heart of gold and nostalgia for the past. She had such powerful power at that time, she had absolute wealth and military strength, and her loyal subordinates still restrained themselves and never Let ambition erode and change her original intention. That's why, when she met again, she still kept that pure heart, and she looked stupid.
"Sheng Dong is in bad luck this time. I heard that even if he is rescued, he will be disabled." After the two men sat down, one of them smiled ironically.
"It's unlucky. If something like that happens to happen, if you get involved with Robert's family, even if the Sheng family wants to take revenge, they probably won't be able to find anyone." The other person leaned back on the sofa and said.
"I think this incident is quite strange. Both he and Gu Qing were invited by Shu Qifan, but Shu Qifan and his group were beaten up, and they were beaten up. The people in the other boxes heard that nothing was wrong, and only those two boxes had something to do."
"Mr. Zhu just read the joke, this matter has nothing to do with us."
"You seem to know something when you say that. Come and listen to it, and wake me up, brother."
"You also know, what is Shu Qifan going to Suzhou this time?"
"Of course I know, isn't it just that I heard that Ling Qingyu has money and wants to get it?"
"Then do you know who gave the money?" The man was mysteriously disdainful and obscene, and said, "It's the one in Robert's family. Didn't the Robert family recently explode a piece of land under which is full of oil? I heard that Ling Qingyu became his mistress , Robert gave her a sum of money, and Shu Qifan wanted to use the money, what can Robert do?"
"No way?" Brother Zhu said with surprise on his face, "Just like Ling Qingyu, can Robert want her? Don't be..." He lowered his voice, and both the speaker and the listener looked like this **** appearance.
The cup in Cheng Jia's hand made a creaking sound, Ling Qingyu reached over to hold his hand, and shook his head slightly.
Taking a long breath, Cheng Jia took a sip of the coffee, frowned and swallowed it stiffly, smiled wryly and said, "Do you like this kind of coffee?"
"I liked it for a while." Ling Qingyu smiled, and then added creamer and sugar to him.
Because no matter how hard it is, Cheng Jia's heart twitched violently, and it hurt.
After adding a lot of creamer and sugar to his coffee, Ling Qingyu whispered: "Jia, after losing you all, there is nothing more bitter in this world."
"Hey, Mr. Zhu, Mr. Peng, why don't you go in and have fun." A short man in sportswear with sweat on his head and an excited face entered the tea room, and laughed loudly when he saw the two sitting in a prominent position.
"Just arrived, I'll go after a short break, Mr. Zuo had a great time today, so happy."
"A newcomer came today, and we had a chat." Mr. Zuo said with a smile.
"Newcomer?" Mr. Zhu pointed to the outside and said, "That local tyrant outside?"
"It should be." Looking through the window at the parked cars outside, Mr. Zuo said, "Although I'm a novice, I'll get used to it very quickly. What's wrong? You want to play again?"
"Local tyrants, if they have money, they want to come here for something new, but we are not a local tyrant who can play, how about it? Let's educate them? Let them know that it's better for a local tyrant to stay in his own den." Zhu Zong raised his eyebrows at Mr. Peng and said.
"Aren't you a bully? Okay, let's go play." Mr. Peng smiled.
"Hey, don't play too much." Mr. Zuo smiled at the figures of the two, and when he turned around and sat down, there was a hint of a sinister smile on his face.
Those people, with the aura on their bodies, it can be seen that they have killed people, and they are not even a little bit of people, but such people can't use guns? Those two idiots, if they compare themselves to such a person, they will die in an ugly way.
As soon as he sat down, the look on Mr. Zuo's face hadn't changed yet, when he saw a person rushing in from the door of the tea room, his eyes swept coldly, and the moment he paused, cold sweat broke out on his back, and then There was a trace of disdain and coldness on the corner of the man's mouth, he turned and walked towards a hidden corner of the tea room.
It was from that group of people. Mr. Zuo followed that person unconsciously, and saw the figure looming from behind the tall green plants that blocked the outside view. , in the future, don't speak ill of Ling Qingyu again, and don't mess around with the Shu family anymore, or you will be at your own risk.