Liu Xiangnan shook his head at Feng Lin. He felt a little tired after working so hard.
She didn't even have time to honor her parents, so all the money she earned was given to her.
I didn't expect what I got in exchange for this.
"Don't call me realistic, you should call it realistic in this era. Even if you work hard all your life, you won't be as rich as Mr. Wang when he was born."
Ma Minrong said to Liu Xiangnan, and then supported Wang Boqi to the hotel.
"Brother! Let's go!"
Liu Xiangnan's fists were clenched tightly and his body was trembling.
Feng Lin originally planned to go back, but if something like this happened, he would just have a meal with him.
In Feng Lin's eyes, kind-hearted people have many privileges.
The two got in the car together, and Liu Xiangnan took Feng Lin to find a street barbecue stall.
As soon as he sat down, he shouted loudly: "Boss, twenty bottles of beer will come first!"
"Okay! Handsome guy, what do you want to eat?"
The landlady came over with a small notebook.
Liu Xiangnan took out his wallet from his pocket and took out a stack of banknotes. He saw that there were seven or eight thousand.
"Lady boss! Just go ahead!"
"Brother! Why bother? Just eat whatever you want."
Feng Lin frowned and reminded him.
"Haha! Did you know? This money was originally a gift to her, but now I look dirty!"
Liu Xiangnan put the money into the hands of the landlady.
The landlady went away happily. Even if these two people could eat, they would not be able to finish the food worth seven or eight thousand yuan.
What's more, they still have to drink.
"Hey! Brother, do you think that rich second generation will fall in love with her?" Liu Xiangnan asked, rubbing his eyes.
Feng Lin smiled and shook his head, "It's just for fun. I really thought that the rich second generation was a fool and would marry that kind of woman in the future."
"That's right! Not only do we understand this, women also understand it, but why are there so many women trying to get married to the rich second generation? Do they really think they can get married?"
When Liu Xiangnan saw the beer coming, he opened a bottle first and drank most of it.
Feng Lin shook his head. He was not those women, so how could he know what those people were thinking.
The two sat here facing each other, Feng Lin only drank a few bottles with him, and Liu Xiangnan took care of the rest.
From his mouth, Feng Lin learned that he was born in a martial arts family and had practiced martial arts with his father since he was a child.
But once in a competition, his father beat a man to death, and their family almost lost their lives.
Later, his mother banned him from participating in fighting-related occupations, and now he is the lobby manager of a hotel.
The hotel is not high-end, and the monthly salary is only four to five thousand.
Feng Lin grabbed Liu Xiangnan's wrist and raised his brows in surprise. He was slightly worse than Bai Jian, but far beyond ordinary people.
"My physical fitness is really good. It would be a pity to be the lobby manager."
"Brother, do you have any connections?"
Liu Xiangnan seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw. He no longer wanted to be so unknown.
After drinking, he became more courageous, and at worst he could do some bad things. Now he just wanted to make money.
"There are opportunities, but this job is a bodyguard, and the salary will definitely satisfy you. I'm afraid your fighting ability is not up to par."
Feng Lin said with a smile.
"Brother! I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child!"
Liu Xiangnan clapped his hands and the beer bottle in front of him shattered.
"Okay, tomorrow you go to the Narcissus Club and I will let you fight another person. If you can persist for three minutes without falling, you will be qualified for the job."
Feng Lin stood up with a smile, "Of course, even if you fail, I will pay you enough for your hard work, and I'm leaving."
Liu Xiangnan said with a strong look in his eyes, "Darcissus Club!"
…
Feng Lin returned to the villa and Xu Ruoying was holding her laptop because their products were going to be launched tomorrow.
Zhou Ziying was lying on the sofa, watching TV programs.
When she found out that Feng Lin was back, Zhou Ziying immediately puffed up her lips, snorted coldly, and ignored Feng Lin.
"I'm still angry. You women just can't listen to the truth."
Feng Lin sat next to Zhou Ziying and put his arm around her shoulders.
"Do not touch me!"
Zhou Ziying pushed Feng Lin away, her pout getting higher and higher.
"Feng Lin, I advise you to apologize to Yingying as soon as possible!"
Xu Ruoying glanced at Feng Lin.
"How should I apologize? What I said before is true. She is just younger than you."
Feng Lin's honest answer.
"you……"
Zhou Ziying pointed at Feng Lin's face.
"Yingying!"
Feng Lin suddenly grabbed Zhou Ziying's finger pointing at him and said seriously, "But women can't just look at that. Relatively speaking, you are easier to get along with than Xu Ruoying."
"Easy to get along with? Feng Lin, what do you mean? Why am I so difficult to get along with?"
Xu Ruoying closed her notebook and narrowed her eyes angrily.
"That's right! Why is Xiaoying so hard to get along with?" Zhou Ziying also said.
Feng Lin stood up, looked at Xu Ruoying, and said with a smile: "Yingying even took the initiative to kiss me, but you haven't."
"You're talking nonsense! When did I kiss you?"
Zhou Ziying's face turned red and she reached out to hit Feng Lin.
Feng Lin smiled and avoided it, heading towards his room.
"Yingying! When are you?" Xu Ruoying was no longer interested in researching the company. She said solemnly, "You clearly know that Feng Lin and I have both received the certificate!"
"Aren't you...in a fake marriage?"
Zhou Ziying muttered in a low voice.
Xu Ruoying covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise: "You...really kissed him?"
"I didn't! You Feng Lin, if you don't explain it clearly to me today, don't sleep!"
Zhou Ziying ran upstairs angrily and pushed open Feng Lin's door.
Feng Lin had already gotten into bed. He lifted up the quilt and patted the side, "There is room here."
"Bah! Shameless!"
It doesn't matter if Zhou Ziying walks in, it doesn't matter if she doesn't. She can only give in and say, "Okay, I won't be angry with you anymore. Please explain it to Xiaoying quickly."
While talking, Xu Ruoying also came to the door of the room.
"Xu Ruoying, Yingying and I really have nothing to do with each other. When did I ever lie to you?"
Feng Lin said solemnly.
"How many times have you lied to me? Call me by my full name, and call me Yingying so affectionately!"
Xu Ruoying turned around and left, heading towards her room.
"Look, I explained, but she didn't listen." Feng Lin looked innocent.
"snort!"
Zhou Ziying slammed the door shut and went to Xu Ruoying's room.
…
Early the next morning, when Feng Lin got up, Xu Ruoying and Zhou Ziying had already left.
On the dining table, there is only one black fried egg.
Feng Lin smiled bitterly and made something to eat.
While eating, Ye Xin sent a message to Feng Lin, saying that a person was looking for him.
Feng Lin speeded up his meal. Liu Xiangnan must have arrived.
After Feng Lin was settled, he drove to the Narcissus Club.
He saw Liu Xiangnan sitting in a booth at the bar, with Ye Xin and others nearby.
"Brother, you're here."
Liu Xiangnan saw Feng Lin coming and stood up to say hello.
"Brother, if it were yesterday, your opponent would be him."
Feng Lin came over and put his arm around Bai Jian's shoulders, "If you hold on for three minutes, your salary will be doubled at least several times."
"Okay! I'll do it!"
Liu Xiangnan clenched his fists. Such a large high-end club was much more luxurious than his small hotel.
What's more, this is the provincial capital of Jiangbei.
"Bai Jian, don't show mercy, use all your strength." Feng Lin said from the side.
"Sir, if you use your full strength, someone may die."
Bai Jian now also knows that what Feng Lin means is what Ye Xin means.
"Don't worry, I will stop you before you kill someone." Feng Lin smiled and sat next to Ye Xin.
Ye Xin picked up the coffee and glanced at Feng Lin, "Sir, what are you trying to do?"
