Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh housewarming
"President Xia, here!" Chen Duduo sat in his seat and waved to Xia Zhengzhi.
Seeing Chen Duoduo, Xia Zhengzhi smiled and led people over.
"I guessed that you would definitely come, so I left a seat for you." Chen Duduo said with a smile.
"This has been our Phoenix Villa's tradition for many years." Xia Zhengzhi sat down next to Chen Yuduo unceremoniously, and others also took their seats.
"Have you talked to Xiao Lin?" Chen Duoduo asked.
"After we talked, Xiao Lin was a nice guy, quite polite, but a little shy. After I introduced everyone, he was too embarrassed to introduce himself," Xia Zhengzhi said.
"Really?" Chen Duduo showed a meaningful smile and said, "Xiao Lin is indeed pretty good."
"We didn't invite many people today, just three tables." Rong Xueyi, general manager of Tongshun Express East China, said after looking around.
"I don't seem to know anyone." Jiang Jingyun, who was making a facial mask, said while observing the people around her.
Every time someone moves into the community, they will appear when the other party is hosting a housewarming party. One is to show off their own strength, and the other is to find out the strength of the new owner. To find out the strength of the new owner, look at the guests he treats.
You can judge one or two.
Lin Zhiming didn't have many friends in Strait City. In addition, he wanted to keep a low profile when moving this time, so he only invited less than three tables of people. In the eyes of people like Xia Zhengzhi, this didn't seem so grand.
, and the gold content is not enough, because there are no important guests.
From this, they judged that Lin Zhiming was just an ordinary young man with small assets.
"Xiao Lin doesn't have many friends," Chen Duduo said.
"I see, we still need to move around more in the future. The task of our owners' committee is to promote a harmonious relationship among the owners in the community. Xiao Lin may not be good at sociability, so we need to be more proactive here." Xia Zhengzhi said.
It can be seen that although Xia Zhengzhi is the chairman of the owners' committee, he is not domineering or arrogant.
Time passed little by little, and the three tables in Lin Zhiming's courtyard were almost full.
Most of them are members of the Lin family, then there are Lin Zhiming's capable subordinates such as Dong Jian and Wang Hai, and then there are Yao Jianyong and his wife from the Yao family.
Apart from that there is no one else.
The luncheon started soon, everyone drank and drank, and the atmosphere soon became tense.
Lin Zhiming took a wine glass and led Yao Jing through the customs clearance, and soon came to Chen Yuduo's table.
"I didn't expect, Xiao Lin, that your wife is actually a beautiful woman." Jiang Jingyun said with a smile.
The people around him nodded in agreement. They were all seeing Yao Jing for the first time. Although they had seen the world, they were still shocked by Yao Jing's beauty.
"You are also a great beauty, Sister Jiang!" Lin Zhiming smiled.
"Come on, come on, let's go together. From now on, we will all be owners of the same community. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. On behalf of the owners committee, I welcome Xiao Lin to join our collective." Xia Zhengzhi said loudly while holding a wine glass.
"Thank you, everyone, thank you! I'll do it first as a token of respect." Lin Zhiming smiled and drank the wine in the cup, and the others drank the wine together.
From this point of view, the people in the owners' committee are not that pretentious.
"Everyone eat more and drink more. We can get together more in the future!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Absolutely!" Everyone nodded.
The luncheon lasted for more than two hours and ended at about three o'clock in the afternoon.
Everyone had almost finished drinking and left one after another.
Lin Zhiming also drank a lot, and he was not a drunkard, so he was a little confused at this time, and was sent upstairs by Yao Jing.
This is Lin Zhiming's first time sleeping in his new home.
The bed in the new home is very big and soft.
Lin Zhiming was lying on the bed, squinting at the ceiling.
Yao Jing walked to the bed and closed the curtains to block the sunlight.
The room suddenly became dark.
"I'll go downstairs to help clean up. You can get some sleep first," Yao Jing said.
Lin Zhiming hummed, then put his hands under his head and fell asleep in a daze.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Lin Zhiming’s cell phone suddenly rang.
Lin Zhiming didn't even look at the caller's number. He directly picked up the phone and put it to his ear, asking, "Who is this?"
"Mr. Lin, do you still remember me?" A sharp voice came from the other end of the phone.
Lin Zhiming frowned slightly and said, "Remember."
"Mr. Lin... I was allowed to call you after fighting for a long time." The other end of the phone said,
"What do you mean?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Last week, our people launched a round of attacks in Strait City. You should know about this." said the other end of the phone.
"Of course I know." Lin Zhiming said, showing a sneer.
"Originally, things were going very smoothly. We killed the Dragon Clan's commissioner in Jin and Min Province... However, your appearance disrupted our plan, and eventually led to the death of all of us. This incident caused a huge stir within our organization.
This is the second time you have interfered with our operations." said the other end of the phone.
"Then what?" Lin Zhiming asked again.
"Most people within the organization hope to punish you severely as revenge for the two things you did before, but in the end, I suppressed this matter because I know your value." Phone call
Said the other end.
"Then I should thank you?" Lin Zhiming said with a joking smile.
"This call you make today is the last chance our organization gives you." The other end of the phone said, "As long as you agree to join our organization, we will forget everything you have done before."
"What if I don't join?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Then you will be the target of our organization like the Dragon Clan. Maybe you think you are very powerful, but the power of our organization is far beyond your imagination. Once our organization identifies you as the target of attack, you will be subjected to inhumane attacks.
I will keep chasing you until you die!" said the other end of the phone.
"I haven't been chased for a long time." Lin Zhiming held the phone and said with a smile, "It's been so long that I have forgotten what it feels like to be chased. So, if you can really
If you were to hunt me down, I think this would be a good thing, at least it would allow me to relive the feeling of being hunted down."
"Are you sure? Mr. Lin, once we list you as an attack target, then we can only have a life-and-death relationship. Even if you want to join us, there will be no possibility." said the other end of the phone.
"We are indeed fighting to the death." Lin Zhiming's voice suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Whether you are chasing me or not, in my eyes, we have a fighting relationship. Even if you don't come to me,
I will also look for you, I will dig out everyone in your organization, and then kill them all, including you."
"Why? Have you become a minion of the Dragon Clan?" the other end of the phone asked doubtfully.
"Why? Because your people killed my friend, and anyone who hurts me must pay the price." Lin Zhiming said coldly.
"But...you have killed everyone, haven't you?" asked the other end of the phone.
"Do you think this is enough? It's not enough, not at all. It's not revenge if I don't find out all the masterminds behind the scenes and kill them all. I think a little different from others. The murderer must die, and the murderer's
The boss and the organization he works for will also die. According to professional terms, this is called implicated." Lin Zhiming said.
"Implicated? Who do you think you are? An emperor?" the other end of the phone sneered.
"You're really right." Lin Zhiming smiled.
"In this case, there is no possibility of negotiation between us. We welcome you to seek revenge at any time. Of course, the premise is that you can survive our pursuit. From today on, Lin Zhiming, you are the mortal enemy of our organization.
!" After the other end of the phone finished speaking, he hung up immediately.
Lin Zhiming sneered and put away his phone.
He had never considered joining the organization that fought against the Dragon Clan. After the people of that organization killed Xu Chenxin and others, that organization had become Lin Zhiming's mortal enemy. He was not afraid to tell the other party what he thought because he had enough
To be able to deal with the opponent's so-called pursuit, what he has to do now is to wait patiently for the opponent's people to come to him. As long as someone comes to him, he can follow those people and dig out the organization bit by bit.
"I don't care what organization you are, even if you are one of the other two organizations with the same name as the Dragon Clan, I will destroy you all!" Lin Zhiming gritted his teeth and said.
Terrible murderous intent spurted out from Lin Zhiming's body, and the temperature of the entire room seemed to drop a lot in an instant.
At night.
Lin Zhiming's drunkenness had already dissipated.
He left the room and came downstairs.
Yao Jing is busy in the kitchen.
There was a housewarming party at noon, and most of the guests were friends, but tonight it was a serious family dinner.
Lin Wan'er was lying on the table in the living room drawing, painting very seriously.
Lin Zhiming did not disturb Lin Wan'er and turned around and walked into the kitchen.
"Are you sober?" Yao Jing asked.
"Yeah!" Lin Zhiming nodded.
"Then you go and wash up, and you can eat after the soup is boiled." Yao Jing said.
"Thank you for your hard work, wife." Lin Zhiming said, hugging Yao Jing from behind.
Yao Jing's body trembled slightly, but she did not refuse Lin Zhiming. She blushed and said, "What's the hard work? It's just cooking a few dishes."
"Our home is well decorated," Lin Zhiming said.
"That's what I should do. Okay, the soup is boiling. Let me go first." Yao Jing said a little awkwardly.
Lin Zhiming smiled and let go of his hand.
Yao Jing breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still a little uncomfortable with Lin Zhiming's sudden intimacy.
The soup in the pot was rolling up and down, just like Yao Jing's heart.
(I was impulsive...I updated all the manuscripts at once last night. It was a sin, I must not be impulsive again!)