Ling Dingyi held the phone in his hand, listening to the constant compliments coming from the other end of the phone, and responded with "um, um" from time to time. His eyes were neither anxious nor impatient, without a trace of pride, but just glanced at
When the "Second Generation Official" lay down in the snow and pretended to be dead, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a pile of unsightly garbage.
Li Yifeng knew that Ling Dingyi's high-profile intervention must be to leave a clear impression in front of someone - he couldn't guess for a while whether it was for Lin Wanyu or Luo Ye.
A feeling told him that Ling Dingyi was targeting Luo Ye.
Ling Dingyi hung up the phone casually, turned to Li Yifeng and said, "Brother Yifeng, the matter has been resolved." His tone was very calm, as if what he had just done was as simple as turning the door handle.
Li Yifeng carefully controlled his smile, making it look neither too flattering nor losing the enthusiasm of an old friend. "Brother Dingyi, what brought you here?"
"What?" Ling Dingyi responded with the same smile: "Brother Yifeng, aren't you welcome?"
"How dare you—" Li Yifeng knew that after greetings, he should introduce people. He first pulled Lin Wanyu over and said, "This is my cousin, the new president of Dingxin Company, Miss Lin Wanyu." According to his identity, Lin Wanyu is Luo Ye's.
The employer, of course, must introduce her first.
Ling Dingyi extended his hand politely and said, "Hello, Miss Lin." His courtesy was very thoughtful. He was not afraid to shake hands because of Lin Wanyu's worth, nor was he willing to hold on like those big bosses who refused to let go.
Lin Wanyu was very happy to meet someone who also paid attention to etiquette and politeness. She responded generously and appropriately: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Ling."
Immediately afterwards, Li Yifeng raised his arm and pointed at Luo Ye, "This is cousin Wan Yu's personal bodyguard. He is also a good friend of Maizi and I, brother Luo Ye."
Ling Dingyi's eyes glowed with desire, and he almost didn't reach out his hands to shake hands with Luo Ye. "Brother Luo——"
Luo Ye did not stretch out his hand, but looked at Ling Dingyi curiously. A simple phone call could knock off the provincial official's hat, and Luo Ye had clearly understood what Ling Dingyi wanted to express.
"I originally thought Li Yifeng was that boy's father," Luo Ye said with a joking face, "I realized I was wrong when I saw you."
"Oh? Brother Luo, please tell me something." Ling Dingyi saw that Luo Ye had no intention of shaking hands with him, so he was not embarrassed. Instead, he easily took his hand back without any dissatisfaction or intention of forcing a handshake.
"That boy was so frightened that he trembled all over when he saw Li Yifeng. He fainted immediately when he saw you. You are his real father." Luo Ye laughed loudly.
Lin Wanyu rolled her eyes at him, "Luo Ye, why did you make such a joke with Mr. Ling when we just met?"
Ling Dingyi didn't care. Luo Ye's words sounded joking on the surface, but in fact he had acknowledged Ling Dingyi's identity, but at the same time he was telling Ling Dingyi that family status alone was not enough.
to shake hands with him. Thinking of this, Ling Dingyi responded with a smile: "Brother Luo's idea is very strange. If you are all second-generation officials, I would really like to join in."
Li Yifeng smiled and said: "Of course you are welcome! There are beauties and fine wines. As for the barbecue, we can form a team to hunt together later."
"That's great." Ling Dingyi replied.
Several people were chatting and walking towards the tent. Seeing that there was no excitement to be seen, other people in the parking lot followed.
In the huge parking lot, there were only three panting girls in ragged clothes, and a trembling second-generation official with blood on his face. The four people squeezed onto the Audi TT with the door broken, and the second-generation official was trembling.
He started the car and fled the snowflake party.
If his father knew that he would be dismissed from office the next day, the second-generation official would be dead. But if he stayed here, his death would be even more ugly...
The Audi TT accelerated out of Nanshan Manor against the goose-feather snow.
At the end of the asphalt road, a striking iron barrier blocked the way.
He opened the car door and shouted at a group of people who looked like they were under construction: "Get out of here! Don't block my way!"
One of the workers approached calmly, and it was only then that the second-generation official saw the black gun butt in the man's hand.
The second generation official was stunned. By the time he reacted, dozens of gangsters disguised as road construction workers had already opened their guns at them.
The first worker picked up his cell phone and said, "Hey, Brother Dong, there is a guy driving a sports car who wants to run away. What should we do?" Obviously, they were in the same group as the unloading workers who had sneaked into the party.
Brother Dong's deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "Catch them, don't let them run away. Set up roadblocks, cut off all communication lines, and block wireless signals, leaving only our own
Communication channel - after everything is arranged, check my signal, and then bring back the people you captured, I don't want to lose a penny."
"Yes." The worker hung up the phone and waved to several other workers. "Arrest him, Brother Dong has an order: Don't even try to escape!"
On the other side, Dadong dialed the number of the party manager again, "The bonfire tent has been set up, and guests can come over at any time."
When the female supervisor was about to say something, Dadong hung up the phone. The female supervisor gritted her teeth bitterly, put on a tired smile, and turned in front of Li Yifeng.
"Mr. Li," the female supervisor said, "the campfire tent is ready."
Li Yifeng nodded and ignored her flirtatious glances.
At this time, Hu Jiyao walked out of the villa with a smile on her face, shaking hands with the guests one by one. She behaved calmly, and her gestures showed the confidence and pride of the hostess.
Even Ling Dingyi took the initiative to shake hands with Hu Jiyao. Seeing Ling Dingyi, Hu Jiyao showed appropriate surprise and joy, and then just exchanged a few polite words with Ling Dingyi.
Li Yifeng saw that the time was almost up, and the ice lake and ski resort had been decorated, so he began to address the guests who came to the party. He first paid tribute to Lin Wanyu and Ling Dingyi, who came unexpectedly, and then spoke for a few minutes.
on the scene, and then announced that the party has officially started.
The crowd cheered and began to enjoy the beauties and wine. The snow was still falling, and the party atmosphere was very good. Some people were walking to the ski resort with wine glasses, and some were walking towards the ice lake bonfire barbecue location. Li Yifeng scanned the crowd, but unfortunately
There was no trace of Yuan Xingmei, which made him somewhat disappointed.
Hu Jiyao briefly explained a few words to Li Yifeng, then smiled at Luo Ye and others and returned to the villa.
Lin Wanyu asked doubtfully: "Sister Jiyao, won't you attend the party?"
Li Yifeng replied casually: "She doesn't like crowded places. Come on, I'll take you to my weapons room."
"Why are you going to the weapons room?" Lin Wanyu blinked.
Li Yifeng said with a smile: "While others are drinking, let's go hunting. Maizi Caocheng, brother Dingyi and brother Luo, aren't you afraid of taking risks into the mountains?" Self-esteem is a stupid thing, but it is also a powerful force. Li Yifeng knows that he
If you say this, they will definitely not refuse.
Sure enough, Wang Xinmai smiled and shook the wine glass in his hand, and glanced at Cao Cheng meaningfully, "I have Cao Cheng, what should I be afraid of?"
Ling Dingyi also responded: "As long as you don't use chopsticks as weapons for me."
"Brother Luo, where are you?" Li Yifeng squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Ye unabashedly.
Luo Ye shrugged, "Hunting is not interesting, but I would like to see your weapons room."
"Then let's go," Li Yifeng said with a smile: "It's in the basement of the villa..."...
"Hey," Lin Wanyu said angrily, "Why don't you ask me for my opinion?"
Li Yifeng said jokingly: "I have already asked Brother Luo for his opinion."
"He can't represent me!" Lin Wanyu objected.
Luo Ye glanced at her sideways, "Then the five of us men will go hunting, and you can discuss business with those fat bosses."
"No, I don't want it!" Lin Wanyu couldn't help but shudder when she thought of those bosses. "Okay, I'm not interested in hunting, but I still go with you."
"Look," Li Yifeng said matter-of-factly: "I know this kind of thing, just ask Brother Luo."
"Cousin Yifeng!"
"Ha ha--"
A few people walked into the villa talking and laughing, walked around the living room, and entered the basement from behind a cupboard door.
Wang Xinmai suggested as he walked: "There are exactly six of us, how about organizing a gambling game?"
Li Yifeng asked doubtfully: "What kind of bet? Are you playing allin while waiting for prey?"
Wang Xinmai shook his head, "I'm in a group with Cao, you're in a group with Brother Dingyi, and Miss Lin is naturally in a group with Brother Luo. The bet is hunting. Whoever fails to catch the prey can only starve and watch others eat it."
, how is it?" With Cao Cheng here, he was not worried about tonight's dinner at all.
Li Yifeng laughed and said, "Brother Ding Yi, is there any problem with the two of us working together?"
Ling Dingyi said: "Well, if you lose, you won't be able to eat at most, and I can accept that." His first consideration was not whether he could win, but whether he could afford to lose.
Luo Ye touched his belly and said, "I'm not afraid of losing either."
Lin Wanyu rolled her eyes at him, "Yes, you ate all the food for four people at noon."
"Then it's settled." Li Yifeng said as he used the key to open one of the old locks, pushed open the door with the words "Weapon Room" written on it, and took the lead in walking in.
Among the weapons, the wall is full of longbows and crossbows made with modern technology and materials. Some of them are extremely exaggerated in shape and even have laser sights.
Li Yifeng raised his hand and made a "please" gesture, "You can take your pick."
Wang Xinmai stared blankly at the various crossbows of different lengths on the wall, wondering which one was more useful. Cao Cheng behind him smiled confidently and reached out to pick one off.