There was not a single curse word in Song Desheng's words, but every sentence and every word was a slap in Lin Zhiming's face.
The upper-class people around burst into laughter, and some even echoed, "Boss Lin is not only patient, he is also much thicker-skinned than ordinary people. We really can't learn this!"
"Yes, yes, Boss Lin is extraordinary. He is worthy of being the patriarch of the largest family in our Strait City!"
Hearing this, Zhou Wenwei looked a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Lin Zhiming to be so unwelcome to these people.
"Do you have the right to speak?" Lin Zhiming looked around at the so-called upper class people and said with disdain.
"Lin Zhiming, do you have to worry about what we say?" A man from the upper class said angrily.
"I'm here to congratulate the old man, what are you talking about? Are you richer than me? Or handsomer than me? Or your wife is prettier than my wife? You can't compare to me, so why are you showing off your superiority in front of me?
Lin Zhiming asked contemptuously.
The expressions of the surrounding upper class people changed. They thought that Lin Zhiming had lowered his stature this time, so they cooperated with Song Desheng to mock Lin Zhiming. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhiming humiliated them in front of them!
"You guys are not even qualified to talk to me!" Lin Zhiming said, shook his head and walked straight into the hotel.
"Boss Lin, our Song family didn't send you an invitation, we don't welcome you!" Song Desheng quickly stopped Lin Zhiming and said.
"I'm here to wish your grandfather a birthday, and I want you to nod in agreement? When will it be your turn for the Song family to talk?" Lin Zhiming asked jokingly.
"You!!" Song Desheng's face turned extremely ugly. He didn't expect that Lin Zhiming, who was smiling just a moment ago, would now have a dog face.
"Let's go." Lin Zhiming greeted Zhou Wenwei and walked to the elevator.
"Old Song, this Lin Zhiming is too crazy! He doesn't give your Song family face!"
"Yes, he must have come to disrupt the situation!" the upper-class people around shouted excitedly.
"You guys come up with me! I won't let Lin Zhiming make trouble!" Song Desheng gritted his teeth.
On the other side, Lin Zhiming had already taken the elevator and arrived at the banquet hall on the eighth floor.
The banquet hall was overcrowded.
Song Jingsheng has a wide network of contacts in Strait City, and he has spent a lot of money in his circle in recent years, so almost everyone who received the invitation came.
When Lin Zhiming appeared at the door, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Lin Zhiming may not be well-known in the ordinary people's circles in Strait City, and few people know what he looks like, but in the upper class circles, many people know what Lin Zhiming looks like.
Many people know that the Song family did not send an invitation to Lin Zhiming, but Lin Zhiming actually showed up at this time, which is interesting!
Like those people downstairs, everyone thought that Lin Zhiming was here to please Song Jingsheng!
Lin Zhiming walked straight in with a smile on his face, and finally reached the main table.
Song Jingsheng was talking to someone at the main table when he suddenly noticed that the entire banquet hall seemed to be much quieter. He looked up and saw Lin Zhiming.
"Mr. Song, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile and clasped his hands.
"What are you doing here? I remember I didn't invite you!" Song Jingsheng said with a frown.
"You are a famous gentry in our Xiahai City. As a junior, I will come to congratulate you on your birthday regardless of whether there is an invitation or not. You don't have to invite me, but you must accept this gift. This is
I carefully selected a gift for you!" Lin Zhiming said.
Gift?
Song Jingsheng was a little surprised. Lin Zhiming was said to be extremely arrogant these days, but now he took the initiative to come to the door to give gifts. His stature could be said to be very low.
Therefore, when Zhou Wenwei came forward with a gift, Song Jingsheng did not let anyone stop him.
"Old man, I am Zhou Wenwei, a jewelry businessman in Tianlu City. I believe you will like this gift." Zhou Wenwei smiled and handed the box to Song Jingsheng with both hands.
Doing jewelry business?
Then you and Song Jingsheng are traveling together! Song Jingsheng is a little curious, what will the gift from this traveling companion be?
"It's rare that you have such intentions." Song Jingsheng said. In fact, he didn't have a big grudge against Lin Zhiming. He was just unhappy with Lin Zhiming. Now that Lin Zhiming was lowering his body to send a congratulatory gift, he definitely had no chance of hitting the smiling man.
"Old man, this gift from Boss Lin must be extraordinary. Open it to open our eyes." Someone suggested.
"Yes, old man, open our eyes." People around him agreed.
Seeing the looks of these people, Song Jingsheng knew what these people had in mind. They just wanted to see if they could make some fuss about the gifts in order to mock Lin Zhiming.
Song Jingsheng would not refute these people's reputation. He said, "In that case, let's take a look."
After saying that, Song Jingsheng opened the box in front of everyone.
When the box was opened, everyone's expressions froze.
Including Lin Zhiming and Zhou Wenwei.
Lin Zhiming was very relieved about Zhou Wenwei. After all, he was a jewelry merchant and knew a lot, so the gift he prepared should not be bad. But he never expected that the box would contain that thing!
It was a thin plastic bag, flat, probably bigger than a beer cap.
You can see a bulge inside the plastic bag.
Every man knows what this is!
Isn't this what is known as the restricted area of life... TT!
Mr. Song’s 80th birthday, Lin Zhiming gave him a TT?
Song Jingsheng's expression changed immediately, and the expressions of the upper class people around him also changed.
"Lin Zhiming, are you going too far?"
"Lin Zhiming, the old man is eighty years old. What do you want to express by giving me such a gift?"
Several upper-class people shouted excitedly.
"Lin Zhiming! You! What do you mean? Old man, I am eighty years old, you give me this thing? You?! Lin Zhiming, although my Song family is not as good as your Lin family, we are also local gentry in Strait City! You
What do you mean by insulting us like this?" Song Jingsheng said excitedly.
"What the hell is going on?" Lin Zhiming looked at Zhou Wenwei.
"I, I don't know either. I clearly prepared a ring...Ah, I know, it must be Shuhui! She quarreled with me this morning. She must have secretly exchanged the gift. This brand of TT is
It’s for our family!” Zhou Wenwei said excitedly.
"You and your wife still use this?" Lin Zhiming asked with a strange expression.
"Um... I didn't plan to have a child so early." Zhou Wenwei said awkwardly.
"This is a misunderstanding." Lin Zhiming looked at Song Jingsheng awkwardly and said, "Old man, I sincerely came to congratulate you. But... I didn't expect that I brought the wrong thing."
"Lin Zhiming, you, you are going too far, you!" Song Jingsheng's face turned red because of Lin Zhiming's anger, and he was speechless. He covered his chest with one hand, and it looked like he was having a heart attack.
The surrounding Song family members immediately gathered around him, pressing his chest and giving him Suxiao Jiuxin Pills?
"Let's go." Lin Zhiming turned around and left. After such a thing, to be honest, he felt ashamed to stay here any longer.
"This is really not intentional." Zhou Wenwei wanted to explain something, but when Lin Zhiming turned around and left, Zhou Wenwei hurriedly followed.
When the upper-class people around him saw this scene, no one dared to stop him. After all, Lin Zhiming's status was there.
Lin Zhiming and Zhou Wenwei hurried out of the banquet hall and happened to meet Song Desheng.
Song Desheng was a little surprised when he saw Lin Zhiming walking out. This man came so fast, why did he leave so fast? Could it be that his grandfather was angry and left?
Song Desheng was thinking as he passed by Lin Zhiming and entered the banquet hall.
When he walked to the main table, he realized that Lin Zhiming was angry with his grandfather. His grandfather was almost angry with Lin Zhiming!
"Lin Zhiming, I'm not done with you!" Song Desheng roared excitedly.
Lin Zhiming had already gotten on the elevator, but he still seemed to have heard Song Desheng's words.
Lin Zhiming knew that he was in the wrong, but he did not go back to force the situation.
"I will definitely teach my wife a lesson when I get back!" Zhou Wenwei said apologetically.
"It's useless to talk about it now." Lin Zhiming said lightly, "Song Jingsheng was almost mad at us. It's almost impossible to dig out more information about Luo Shen's earrings from him."
"Then what should we do? Hey, it's all my fault!" Zhou Wenwei said angrily.
"Women, women, no wonder some people say that a prodigal bitch can ruin a man. This is absolutely true!" Lin Zhiming couldn't help but sigh. He had seen that Song Jingsheng's attitude had softened today.
Quite a few, if Song Jingsheng is satisfied with the gift they gave him, he can sit down for dinner or something, and then have a chance to chat with Song Jingsheng. But if He Shuhui does this, then he won't want to do anything else.
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Zhou Wenwei did not dare to say anything more. Although he was not Lin Zhiming's subordinate, finding the Luo Shen three-piece suit was inseparable from Lin Zhiming. Now that things have turned out like this, the person he feels most sorry for is Lin Zhiming.
"If that doesn't work, we can only talk to Song Jingsheng openly and honestly. This man is a businessman. Since he is a businessman, there is nothing we can't discuss. It's just a matter of paying a high price. The worst he can do is send you to him.
Give him a beating." Lin Zhiming said.
"Boss Lin, you really love to joke." Zhou Wenwei said with an embarrassed look.
"If this matter can be solved with a beating, then you can burn some incense." Lin Zhiming said.
Zhou Wenwei sighed.
At this moment, Lin Zhiming's cell phone suddenly rang.
The call was from Yao Jing.
Lin Zhiming answered the phone, and Yao Jing's urgent voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Zhi Ming, where are you? Something big has happened."
(Today is Christmas Eve, I wish you all a safe and sound life. The plot has just come to this point. I know you will definitely want to know what happens next. Don’t worry, I will update it soon. This is a Christmas gift for all your little darlings~)