Chapter 115

Li Buwei made friends with Yang Jin in his early years. He knows his background clearly. But it's a coincidence that he can see his elder brother Yang Qingfeng who often disciplined him as a child at this banquet today. So after chatting with Zhong Bingrong, he turned to Yang Qingfeng and said hello to him.

Pass by, but can't miss.

With two steps, Li Buwei's pace slowed down.

He turned his head and looked at the opposite side. When he was talking to Zhong Bingrong just now, he noticed the venomous look. When he passed this position, he wanted to look back.

As a result, he stopped completely and stopped.

A gentle face has been covered with the traces of time, but now Li Buwei, who is still dressed in a suit and leather shoes, glances at the crowd at the scene, as if with a sharp sword, straight through the crowd, and falls on Zhao Jianjiang Li and Zhao Qing.

He looked at the three members of their family for a while with his clear eyes and expressionless face. Then, like a person who has nothing to do, he stepped up to Yang Qingfeng again. The hand inserted into the trouser pocket quietly pinched out the sand in the corner nobody saw!

It is the first time that Zhao Jian and Li Bu had a formal look at each other.

Their eyes rub sparks and smoke in the air that others can't understand.

All the guests gathered around, chatting and laughing, but they were happy. At this time, Zhao Jian's telephone rang suddenly. He just sat in the same place, motionless, answered the phone smoothly, but also very calm: "well, how about it?"

A strange but familiar male voice came from the other end of the phone. It seemed that he deliberately lowered his voice, but from the other end of the phone came the cold voice from his whole body: "I have arranged the scene, waiting for the target to appear."

Hearing this short sentence, Zhao Jian was overjoyed.

It was as if he had seen the bloody Ling Wei lying on the ground in front of him.

Repressing his trembling heart, Zhao Jian's voice lowered: "good."

Ling Wei, who is thought of by many people, finally talks with Zhong Qun after Ning Qingxue's phone call.

Ling Wei, who has become elegant and noble because she has changed into an ancient blue and white porcelain Qipao, comes out of the stairs of the Zhong family with Zhong Qun. At this time, the guests who came to Zhong Bingrong's birthday party had almost arrived. At this time, they saw two young girls coming down the stairs on one side, and their eyes swept over.

Almost at a glance, they could tell who was Zhong Bingrong's granddaughter.

Before, Zhong Bingrong planned to push his granddaughter to the jade world ahead of time because of his health. Later, he followed his granddaughter Zhong Qun many times, so as to know and make friends with people. Therefore, anyone who has a better relationship with Zhong Bingrong at the scene knows Zhong Qun.

Now that we know that Zhong Qun is the one standing behind, what we are wondering about next is the girl in front of Zhong Qun.

The girl, who looked about 20 years old, came steadily under everyone's surprised eyes. It was like the dusk hidden in the newly sheathed cloud. She never lifted the sky and burst out, but poured out when the sunrise was revealed.

Her hair was black and her face was red, but her whole body was full of bearing.

She's dressed simply, but she's a landscape of her own.

She has never really appeared in people's sight of the holy hand - Ling hand silver needle, and she is the founder of Ling's Medical Foundation Association, which is admired by countless people, legendary but still mysterious.

"Grandfather Zhong, I won't come down late, will I?" Ling Wei smiles at Xu Hua and his wife, and then nods to Li Bu for Yang Jin. She comes to Zhong Bingrong and corrects the brocade box slowly: "I think the people who appear at your birthday party today are all rich and powerful. In that case, I'll give you a unique gift."

Click -

with words, Ling Wei opens the brocade box with her white and tender fingers.

As soon as her words fell, the voice of opening the brocade box rang, and almost everyone put their eyes on it. At this moment, the gifts of all the people present have been sent to Zhong Bingrong, that is, Ling Wei would be so stupid to open the gift in front of such a person.

Zhong Bingrong didn't care about other people's thoughts. He just felt that as soon as the brocade box was opened, an unknown smell of medicinal herbs suddenly entered his nose. This smell suddenly made everyone feel refreshed. So Zhong Bingrong sucked his nose again. Sure enough, he smelled the pleasant smell of medicinal herbs again.

Out of the understanding of Ling Wei, Zhong Bingrong knows that it must be a baby without asking.

After receiving the brocade box, Zhong Bingrong, who was laughing so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, was about to say a word when he heard a confused voice coming from the main hall.

"Why! What the hell is that? The chairman gave you this local product for your birthday

Sitting not far away, the young man who saw the things in the brocade box suddenly stood up, which was a hidden ridicule.The young man sat at a table with Zhao Jian.

After he finished, Zhao Jian stood up and pretended to know: "really? Did the young man really send a local product to Chairman Zhong? Ha ha ha! I thought my gift was the worst, but I didn't expect anything worse than me? Then I'm relieved. "

Hearing this sneer, Ling Wei didn't look back, but she knew it.

Zhao Jian talked to her on the phone, but she remembered Zhao Jian's voice.

Under Zhao Jian's leading ridicule, the guests on the scene immediately poke their heads one by one and want to see what is in the brocade box in Zhong Bingrong's hand. Some people from Zhao Jian's faction laughed and mocked together at this time.

Xu Hua, Yang Qingfeng and others sneer that they don't know how to read. Even if it's a local product, it's better than the clock given by Chairman Zhao!

Taking advantage of this gap, Ling Wei finally heard a news, that is, Zhao Jian sent the clock to master Zhong!

Hum!