Chapter 203

CEN Jingshu looked at Luo Feng in silence.

He and the old Dean were talking about such an important matter. He didn't seem to listen to it at all. He was only concerned about making tea.

Although it's none of his business, we can't take it seriously.

"Well, if you dare to make tea in front of the Dean, you are a master of the hatchet." CEN Jingshu hummed and murmured, "do you know that the hometown of the president is in a tea district in Fujian Province. The president has been dealing with tea since childhood. Many leaders from higher levels have come to inspect it before, and the president should make a cup of hot tea himself."

Xianchou, it was a slight smile

"Xiao Cen, what to say." The old president looked at Cen Jingshu with a reproachful look in her eyes. "Thanks to Xiaofeng tonight, otherwise, Xiaoyi's business will not know how to end. Those people are just a bunch of animals. " The old Dean took up the tea cup, looked at the tea color, smelled the tea fragrance, and then tasted it lightly.

I can't help but brighten my eyes.

Suddenly he turned his head and looked at Luo Feng. He was half loud and couldn't help praising him. "Good boy, the skill of making tea is great. I've lived most of my life. I've made this tea countless times, but I've never been able to make it like this. Great, great, great. "

The old president also kept pace with the times and said important things three times.

CEN Jingshu on one side is stunned.

For the first time, she saw the old Dean's tea making skills, which gave people such high praise.

How good is Luofeng's tea?

CEN Jingshu tasted it doubtlessly. A sweet feeling stimulated the tip of her tongue. It seemed that she passed through the tip of her tongue. All of a sudden, her eyes opened wide ---

half a sound. Cen Jingshu couldn't help looking at the old Dean. "Dean, when did you change into such a good tea?"

On hearing this, the old Dean shook his head with a wry smile, "now the orphanage is in short supply, and the days are in short supply. These tea are sent by my relatives in my hometown. It's the same as in previous years. "

CEN Jingshu eyes shocked looking at Luo Feng.

This face, but also a mysterious aura.

It really surprised me.

"Making tea is just a matter of mood." Luo Feng filled them with tea, and then said with a smile, "President Yao, Jingshu, in fact, you don't have to be too pessimistic. I think they will stop the development project of Tiehong group soon. So, now you don't have to be pessimistic, let alone be afraid."

"Stop?" The old Dean was stunned and asked, "how can a good project stop?"

"Because I heard that Tiehong group seems to be in trouble." Luo Feng tasted a mouthful of tea and said calmly, "Zhang Tiehong is soon in trouble, let alone rob your home."

"Really?" CEN Jingshu eyes a bright looking at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's words, she or subconsciously choose to believe.

This guy is not an ordinary person. Even the young master of Liu family, one of the five famous families in Yangcheng City, dare not touch him openly. Maybe, he will know some secrets that others don't know.

"It's true, of course." Luo Feng smiles, "Tiehong group's way of doing things is so despicable. How clean can Zhang Tiehong's back be? As long as someone intervenes in the investigation, it won't be long before Zhang Tiehong is a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, and he can't protect himself. "

Before rescuing Cen Jingshu today, Luo Feng heard Tang Dechang talk about the case of that year. Listening to his tone, it seems that the progress of the matter seems to have an outline. I believe that it is not far from hard to break into Zhangjia and seek justice for what happened then.

Through this incident tonight, Luo Feng confirmed a fact.

What happened to the Tang Dechang family at that time was definitely not accidental.

Over the years, Tiehong group has no idea how many similar things it has done.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed a burst of cold light.

"That would be great." CEN Jingshu excitedly waved his fist, "if this is true, Tiehong group, it is evil with evil retribution!"

"I hope so." The old Dean took a look at Luo Feng and saw that Luo Feng didn't seem to care about Tiehong group at all. The old Dean always wanted to ask Luo Feng's identity, but he didn't think it was a good idea. He only said it to his mouth and swallowed it.

After a long talk, the time is not early, Luo Feng and Cen Jingshu then get up to leave.

The old Dean personally sent them to the door.

The gate of the orphanage was closed. Liang Bo looked up from time to time, looking a little flustered.

"Liang Bo, what's the matter?" CEN Jingshu went to ask.

"I also want to ask you, just now I saw that arrogant manager of Tiehong group was carried out, who was beaten into such a miserable appearance?" Liang Bo took a look at Luo Feng, and the only possibility was this young man.

"I was afraid they would send someone to retaliate, so I quickly locked the door. But it's strange. There seems to be no movement. "

Luo Feng and Cen Jingshu look at each other.

"Yes, what if sfugui sent someone to retaliate?" CEN Jingshu worried said.

"Even if we don't get to nasfogui tonight, he will send someone to make trouble for our orphanage." The old Dean was quite pleased.Luo Feng took a look at the outside, then turned to the old Dean and said, "if someone comes to make trouble, you can call Jingshu immediately."

The old Dean was stunned and immediately understood Luo Feng's meaning and nodded.

Before they left, Liang Bo went to Luo Feng's side, patted him on the shoulder, and raised his mother's finger. "Young man, you play well. If I'm 30 years younger, I'm sure I'll kill him."

Liang Bo laughed excitedly.

The night of Yangcheng, extraordinarily beautiful.

Leaving Chunmiao orphanage, cen Jingshu is still worried.

She is not as optimistic as Luo Feng thought, her home, suffered such a crisis, cen Jingshu's mood is difficult to calm.

Luo Feng did not know how to comfort.

Send Cen Jingshu back on the way, Luo Feng is still that sentence --

don't be afraid!

Luo Feng's eyes show great confidence.

CEN Jingshu finally nods slowly.

When Luo Feng returned to Lanfeng's apartment, it was more than 11 o'clock in the evening. The atmosphere of the street stalls was as warm as ever, and Lan Jie's milk tea shop was reopened.

Even Lin Xiangfeng is also wearing a waiter's clothes, back and forth busy.

See Luo Feng come back, pull Luo Feng to sit down to drink milk tea.

Judging from Lin Xiangfeng's posture, he has to drink 300 cups of Xiancao with Luo Feng. For Lin Xiangfeng and his wife, Luo Feng saved their family, which can be said to give them a second life.

Luo Feng observed that Lanjie milk tea shop is located between Bauhinia middle school and a technical school, with excellent geographical location. The business of the milk tea shop was not affected at all.

Most of the students gather here.

All of a sudden, Luo Feng's eyes fell on a person's body, his face slightly changed slightly, subconsciously picked up the milk tea in front of him and covered his face.

However, at this time, a voice was ringing.

"Little fool, you say, is the milk tea big, or your face big."