It was already afternoon when Lin Kun returned to the noodle shop. He, Bazhi and Long Daxiang gathered together to play poker. Not long after, a touch of dusk drifted over the sky. Jiang Kuisheng and Liu Yiyan were preparing dinner in the kitchen, and they were making a clanging sound.
From the sound of the spatula hitting the iron pot, the aroma of vegetables wafted out.
Angelina and Kardashian were holding a tablet and playing backgammon with relish. In order to prevent anyone from taking care of business, they deliberately lowered the rolling shutter door halfway. From time to time, people passed by the door and wanted to come and eat.
After taking a bite of the legendary delicious noodles, I remembered the rumors that the owner of this noodle shop had no intention of opening the business, so he had no choice but to leave with a mixed mood and a bit of dissatisfaction...
——Humph, these days, noodle shop owners are so arrogant!
This is the sentiment of almost all the diners who pass by the door.
In terms of playing cards, Lin Kun was full of talent. Neither Ba Zhi nor Long Daxiang was a match, but Ba Zhi had no choice but to call Yan Na downstairs while she was reading an online novel.
Yan Na originally liked playing games the most, but recently she suddenly became obsessed with a novel. She seemed to have no interest in anything else. She just held an electronic paper book and read it non-stop all day long.
Such days are peaceful, comfortable, and a bit of a waste of life. Lin Kun is waiting for Zhan Qinglan to come back. The current dilapidated situation in Dongshan Province is just a good opportunity for Yiyuntang to establish its prestige, and at the same time, it can also be tested.
With this woman's character, if she could become a trustworthy ally, he would push her to be the number one person in Dongshan Province.
Apart from the current situation in Dongshan Province, Lin Kun was a little curious. Could it be that the Shen family, which had been silent all this time, realized the dangerous predicament and gave up on being his enemy?
This is absolutely impossible. Even if the young and old men of the Shen family can bear it, Peng Chaohua cannot bear it. How can a woman from the Peng family give up so easily.
clang clang clang...
The rolling shutter door was knocked lightly. The person who knocked on the door didn't use much force, but the sound of the inferior rolling shutter door was very loud.
Zhu Kunxue stood at the door of the noodle shop and asked respectfully and politely: "Is Mr. Lin here?"
Zhu Dazhuo, who was next to Zhu Kunxue, had a very strange expression on his face. He looked at the noodle shop in front of him. He was familiar with this place. He couldn't be more familiar with it. He didn't understand why his father kept saying that he was going to take him to meet a big shot. Why did he go around so much?
Come here, this is Brother Kun's shop...
Zhu Dazhuo originally wanted to raise a question, but his father's attitude was very tough. You talk less and do more. If you look at my eyes and actions later, if you dare to screw up, you won't have a luxury car or a villa.
Zhu Kunxue is a loving father. It is rare for him to be so arrogant in front of his son. Zhu Dazhuo was choked and had nothing to say. Anyway, he had already arrived at the place. When his father saw Brother Kun later, he probably blamed himself for not reminding him.
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"Who?"
Prime Minister Long was close to the door and turned around to ask.
"I was entrusted by someone to come to visit Mr. Lin and bring him a painting. Is it convenient for me to come in?"
Wow...
After getting instructions from Lin Kun, Prime Minister Long opened the rolling shutter door. Zhu Kunxue, who was standing at the door, said respectfully: "Mr. Lin, my surname is Zhu Kunxue, and I am an elder in Yanjing City. I have been asked to bring you a message."
Subtitles for you."
With that said, Zhu Kunxue stretched out his hand to his son and motioned to bring him the words.
"Dad, you got the wrong person." Zhu Dazhuo reminded.
Zhu Kunxue frowned and shouted in a low voice, "Stop talking nonsense, quickly bring the words over and say hello to me."
Zhu Dazhuo ignored him and walked towards the noodle shop. Lin Kun had already stood up. Zhu Dazhuo laughed and said: "Brother Kun, I didn't expect that the person my dad is looking for is you. This word means my dad."
I brought it back from Yanjing, and you saw it at my house just now."
Zhu Dazhuo handed the letter to Lin Kun, and Lin Kun took it with a smile and said: "Invite Uncle Zhu to come in and sit down."
Zhu Kunxue stood completely stunned on the spot, murmuring: "This..."
Standing in front of him, Long Daxiang grinned, "Uncle, you really got the wrong person. My surname is not Lin, but that person inside is."
Zhu Dazhuo came over and pulled Zhu Kunxue in. Zhu Kunxue came to Lin Kun with a surprised and embarrassed smile on his face, "Mr. Lin, I didn't expect that we have met before. It's all my fault. I've seen him before."
I don’t remember your photo clearly."
Lin Kun smiled and said: "Uncle Zhu, don't be so polite. Just call me Lin Kun or Kunzi. The environment here is simple, so don't mind."
"No, no, no, Mr. Lin..."
"Uncle, just call me Lin Kun or Kunzi."
"Kun, Kunzi..."
Zhu Kunxue smiled awkwardly. Although he was surprised and surprised in his heart, he was quite happy. He didn't expect that he had the intention to introduce his son to this young man who had a mysterious relationship with the Zhu family. His son actually met him in advance and had already formed a relationship with him.
good karma.
Yan Na went to pour a glass of water for Lin Zhukunxue. Zhu Kunxue took a sip of water and chatted with Lin Kun for a while. At the same time, he was also curious about what was written on the calligraphy.
Lin Kun smiled and said, "Uncle Zhu, didn't you look at it on the way?"
Zhu Kunxue said with a smile: "I was very curious along the way and wanted to see the original work of my lord with my own eyes. They all said that my lord was a high-level human being and had the same attainments in calligraphy. It's just that this thing is not mine, so it's not mine."
I have endured it until now."
Lin Kun opened the rice paper with a smile. At this time, several other people in the noodle shop also came over, wanting to see what was written on a piece of calligraphy brought back from Yanjing.
--quiet.
A big word "quiet" appeared in front of everyone. Every stroke of this word seemed to be filled with an indescribable light and free and easy. Even Lin Kun and Long Daxiang, who knew nothing about calligraphy in the company,
Bazhi, Jiang Kuisheng, Dazhuo, etc. Anyway, except for Zhu Kunxue, no one at the scene really knew how to read.
But from reading between the lines of this word, you can feel the light and refined temperament. Looking at this word carefully, your whole body and mind seem to calm down.
Lin Kun put away the words and asked Angelina to send them upstairs. Dinner was also brought out from the kitchen at this time. Lin Kun invited Zhu Kunxue and his son to have something to eat together. Zhu Kunxue originally wanted to refuse modestly, but Zhu Dazhuo
Really, I sat on the small bench as soon as I pulled it, and even went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of beer.
Zhu Kunxue was speechless. When would his son be more disciplined in doing things? He scolded him in a low voice, "You kid, why can't you distinguish priorities..."
Zhu Kunxue's original intention was to teach Zhu Dazhuo a lesson, but Zhu Dazhuo misunderstood the meaning and put the wine bottle in front of Zhu Kunxue, "Dad, you are so stingy. Didn't I forget to get it for you? You drink it first, and then I will