Feng Lin looked at this woman, who looked like she had just graduated from college and was in her twenties.
She is fairly fair-looking, with beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows, and watery eyes underneath, which look a bit tough.
She should be a strong and proud woman.
You can see this from accusing others of jumping in line.
Her height is almost 1.7 meters.
Like this, if you just post a few photos online.
In the comments below, there must be a bunch of men calling her a goddess.
"I'm talking to you."
Jin Xinyan wrinkled his nose and gave a reminder.
"The three thousand yuan you are talking about, is it money from here or China's money?"
Feng Lin smiled and said, "The three thousand here is equivalent to fifteen yuan in China. Where are you sending away the beggars?"
"Of course it's China's money. I'm Chinese."
Jin Xinyan rolled his eyes.
"If you were in Nancheng, I could accompany you there."
Feng Lin had just arrived and planned to take a look around.
"right here."
Jin Xinyan smiled and nodded. It would be much more convenient to have a translator.
"Give me the money first."
Feng Lin took out his cell phone.
"Don't run away, I'll call the police!"
Although Jin Xinyan said this, he still took out his mobile phone, added Feng Lin's WeChat account, and transferred three thousand yuan to him.
"Okay, received."
Feng Lin put away his phone, "My name is Feng Lin."
"I am Jin Xinyan."
Jin Xinyan took out a business card from his body and said, "Stop the taxi and take me to the address above."
"good."
Feng Lin put away the business card.
Outside the airport, there is never a shortage of taxis.
Feng Lin and Jin Xinyan were sitting in a taxi.
He handed his business card to the driver and said, "Go to this address."
The driver was a middle-aged uncle. He looked at the address and asked in surprise: "Do you two work at the Jin family's manor in Nancheng?"
"Yes, I work as a security guard there." Feng Lin said casually.
"I'm envious. The Jin family is one of the consortiums. I heard that as long as they are employees of the Jin family, they will be controlled by the Jin family for the rest of their lives."
The driver returned the business card to Feng Lin.
"Roughly the same."
Feng Lin also knew about the consortium here.
The income of the three major consortiums all exceeds half of the country's.
Employees of the consortium are provided with subsidies for everything from marriage, childbirth, children's schooling, etc.
So, will the employees of the consortium side with the consortium or the "country"?
It goes without saying.
That's why it is said that Goryeo's financial group controls the country.
After a while, the two were sent to a gorgeous manor.
After getting off the car, Jin Xinyan asked: "What were you talking about in the car?"
"The driver said that the Jin family is a consortium and envies us working there." Feng Lin explained casually.
"I don't work here, I'm here to find someone."
Jin Xinyan glanced at Feng Lin, "My mother came back to visit relatives last time. She hasn't been back for a long time, and she can't get through the phone."
"Your mother works here?" Feng Lin asked strangely.
"No, my mother is from the Jin family, but she married my father."
Jin Xinyan smiled and said, "Maybe they were the same family in the previous generation, and my father's surname was also Jin."
"interesting."
Feng Lin inserted his trouser pockets and felt the breath of the ancient warrior inside.
I heard before that the three major financial groups all belong to the Holy Palace.
Maybe Feng Lin can contact them from here.
"Let's go."
Jin Xinyan went to the gate of the manor.
Several security personnel came over.
One of the middle-aged men with a mustache asked: "Who are you looking for?"
"You tell them that I am Jin Caiying's daughter and come to see my mother."
Jin Xinyan glanced at Feng Lin and said.
"She is Jin Caiying's daughter. She comes here to find her mother."
Feng Lin pointed at Jin Xinyan, looked at Mustache and said.
"Jin Caiying? Wait a moment."
Mustache immediately turned around and ran into the manor.
After a while, the mustache from before came over again, and with him was an old man in a tuxedo.
His hair is half white and he looks to be about the same age as Meng Changsheng, in his sixties.
But his level is far different from that of Second Master.
He only has the realm of divine orifice.
"Miss Jin, I am Zheng Sanming, the housekeeper here. Please come with me."
The butler smiled and moved out of the way.
"He is the housekeeper here, let you in."
Feng Lin glanced at Jin Xinyan and said.
Jin Xinyan nodded, and under the leadership of Zheng Sanming, walked towards the interior of the manor.
Finally, they came to a swimming pool.
In the swimming pool, several women wearing bikinis were playing in the water.
Under the sun umbrella outside the swimming pool, a strong man wearing flowery pants and sunglasses was sitting on a lounge chair, drinking juice.
"Mr. Jin, someone brought it to you."
Zheng Sanming bowed slightly and stood aside.
The strong man took off his sunglasses, revealing his slender eyes, looking at someone in his thirties or forties.
He came over with juice and a smile, "She does look a bit like my sister. My name is Jin Zhitao. Logically speaking, I am your uncle."
"He is your uncle, his name is Jin Zhitao." Feng Lin looked at Jin Xinyan and said.
"Ask me where my mother is and I will take her home."
Jin Xinyan looked at Feng Lin and said.
"She asked where her mother was now, and she wanted to take her mother home." Feng Lin said from the side.
"Take your mother home? It's not easy for a big shot to fall in love with my sister. What nonsense are you talking about, you little bastard?"
Jin Zhitao pinched Jin Xinyan's face contemptuously and said, "Go back before I'm angry."
Feng Lin's face gradually became serious, it seemed that this was not a simple search for relatives.
"What did he say? Translate."
Jin Xinyan looked at Feng Lin.
"To sum it up in three words, get lost, you bastard."
Feng Lin explained with a smile.
"You...why are you talking to me like this? I know your family is rich, but my dad has never spent a penny from you!"
Jin Xinyan pointed at his uncle angrily.
"She said, you are paralyzed."
Feng Lin said to Jin Zhitao.
"Fuck! Jin Xinyan, go back to China immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Jin Zhitao slammed the cup in his hand to the ground.
"He said, you are paralyzed."
Feng Lin looked at Jin Xinyan again and said.
"He said so much, isn't it that simple?" Jin Xinyan looked at Feng Lin uncertainly.
"To sum it up, it's these three words."
Feng Lin explained with a smile.
"I don't want to hear your Chinese language, get out!"
Jin Zhitao didn't wait for Feng Lin to speak and kicked Jin Xinyan.
But Feng Lin grabbed Jin Xinyan and took a few steps back.
"Shut up next. I know everything about you. Leave it to me."
Feng Lin stood in front of Jin Xinyan with his trouser pockets inserted. He looked at Jin Zhitao and said in Korean, "Where is her mother? Take us there."
"Boy! Who do you think you are? I gave you a chance."
Jin Zhitao's eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, "Butler! The man's legs are useless, and the woman's is thrown out by me!"
"yes!"
Zheng Sanming nodded and walked towards Feng Lin step by step.
brush!
Feng Lin suddenly came to Jin Zhitao, and the dagger in his hand fell in front of his neck.
When Jin Xinyan saw this, his expression suddenly changed.