"You can't touch my woman even if you think about it."

Lin Feng said calmly.

Qiao Renjie leaned back and fell into the sofa.

Qiao Er turned around to look and stood up in fright.

Qiao Renjie's face had turned into a pit, like a ball that had lost much air and had been pinched into it.

"Heroes!"

Qiao Er cried out.

Qiao Renjie had lost consciousness, and his limbs were twitching unconsciously.

"How dare you do such a heavy hand to my nephew!"

Qiao Er grabbed the bracelet and stretched out his index finger, pointing tremblingly at Lin Feng: "You are dead!"

"Oh? Come on."

Lin Feng stretched his arms and rested them on the back of the sofa. He crossed his legs and looked up at Qiao Er.

"Just wait for me, my people will be here soon!"

Qiao Er hissed: "I'm going to cut you into eight pieces, throw you into a meat grinder, mince it into minced meat, and then feed it to the dogs!"

"oh."

Lin Feng responded and said: "Then hurry up, I still have to sleep."

"My little brother will be up soon!"

The two strips of flesh on Qiao Er's face trembled slightly.

This was a sign that he had murderous intentions.

Every time he shows this expression, it means someone is going to die.

Time passed by second by second, and after more than ten minutes, Qiao Er's men still hadn't come up.

"What's going on?"

Qiao Er was a little confused.

Even if you have to take the stairs, this is the time!

Don't you know which room you are in?

That must be it!

Qiao Er took out his mobile phone and called his subordinates, but no one answered.

"What's going on?"

Qiao Er called another subordinate, but still no one answered.

"Don't bother."

At this time, a man came in and said, "Your horses can't get up."

"Um?"

Qiao Er turned his head, saw the person walking in clearly, and was stunned for a moment.

"Jin, Lord Jin!"

Qiao Er stammered.

The person who came was none other than Bincheng's richest man, Jin Tai, known as Jinbancheng, who monopolized the entire Bincheng construction engineering business!

When Qiao Er first debuted, he was Jin Tai's mazai!

Even now, I still make money by contracting Jintai's projects!

"Mr. Lin, I am Jin Tai."

Jin Tai walked over, without looking at Qiao Er, and bowed to Lin Feng: "Uncle Fu asked me to come over and ask Mr. Lin if you need anything, I will do my best."

"Oh, I'm going skiing tomorrow."

Lin Feng stood up and said, "Please make arrangements."

He walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

"Master Jin, who is he?"

Seeing Jin Tai's attitude towards Lin Feng, Qiao Er was completely confused!

If Qiao Er is the emperor of Bincheng, then Jin Tai is the emperor of Bincheng!

If you sneeze, the whole Bincheng will catch a cold.

A cough made the whole Bincheng tremble.

"You are not qualified to know who he is!"

Jin Tai said coldly, waved his hand, and two people came in and carried Qiao Renjie out.

"Master Jin, Renjie is the only child of our Qiao family."

Qiao Er said heartbrokenly.

"If the child is gone, you can have another one."

Jin Tai said in a stern tone: "If your Qiao family is gone, you will have nothing!"

"yes."

Hearing Jin Tai's words, Qiao Er's body suddenly shook.

With a pale face, he walked out silently.

Lin Feng returned to the bedroom, and Yang Chengzhen came over and asked curiously: "Hubby, who is outside?"

"Oh, waiter, I asked them to arrange skiing tomorrow."

Lin Feng said nonchalantly.

Because he was going to ski, Yang Chengzhen got up early the next day with excitement.

"You need to wear goggles when skiing, no makeup required."

Lin Feng was lying on the bed, looking at Yang Chengzhen who was dressing up carefully and burst into laughter.

"I'm not wearing makeup, I'm wearing sunscreen."

Yang Chengzhen said with a slight contentment: "I have done my homework well. It is easy to get sunburned when skiing."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Lin Feng stretched and picked up the phone on the bedside: "Send two breakfasts over."

"Mr. Lin, do you prefer Chinese or Western style?"

"Chinese style."

"Does Mr. Lin prefer the south or the north?"

"I like them all."

"Okay Mr. Lin, please wait a moment."

Lin Feng hung up the phone and smiled helplessly.

I think Jintai should have taken special care of me at the hotel.

So we are very cautious in our service.

If you were an ordinary guest, the hotel would give you whatever it has.

As for Lin Feng, the hotel has to specifically instruct the kitchen to prepare food that suits his taste.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

Lin Feng walked over and opened the door wearing a bathrobe.

I saw two people wearing chef uniforms and white chef hats standing at the door.

"Hello Mr. Lin, we are the chef of Five Seasons Hotel."

The two chefs bowed and said: "I have prepared a Chinese breakfast for you. I hope you will be satisfied!"

Five waiters pushed five carts in.

Fortunately, the living room of the presidential suite is large enough, otherwise it would not be enough to accommodate these five cars.

Hundreds of various breakfast items were placed on the table, and then the chef and the waiter left.

"Exaggerated."

Lin Feng laughed dumbly.

I thought that this Bincheng person is still very particular about cards as before.
To be continued...