Jinling was slightly surprised, but she smiled: "really, Zhao long, that's great! Thank you. Thank you for helping me. I don't know how to thank you. "

"You're welcome!" I said

The car went on straight to Jinjia villa.

I arranged my lines to deal with Mr. Jin in my heart, but after listening to Jinling, I suddenly said, "by the way, my sister has come back from Guangxi, and she is arguing to see you."

I was shocked and said, "Oh, no wonder I didn't see your sister at the party just now. She went to Guangxi."

Jinling nodded and said, "my sister's name is Jinrui, as if I told you. My sister is better looking than me and kinder than me. I'm envious of her. She's at a good time... "

Jinling said a lot of emotional words, which made me quite puzzled. But I quickly asked, "you mean, your sister is in the villa now?"

"Yes," said the golden bell. Where not at home. But she's asleep. "

I prevaricated: "then don't disturb her, let her have a good rest. It's nothing if she doesn't see me. "

"Listen to you," said the golden bell

I'm relieved.

Back to the villa, Jinling asked me a few words in her room, and then took me to the door of the study of Mr. Jin.

When I saw the light in my study was still on, I said with emotion, "old man Jin really loves you. He still hasn't slept so late, waiting for you to come back."

"This is waiting for me, this is waiting for you, waiting for the son-in-law of the Jin family!" Jinling said with a smile

I said with a smile, "my fake son-in-law..."

Before saying anything, Jinling immediately blocked my mouth with his hand, then gave me a "Shh" and said softly, "keep it down, the last mallet, don't show the stuffing!"

I nodded knowingly and said softly, "don't worry, I'll make a perfect ending!"

The golden bell gave a light cough. He turned up the volume outside and shouted to his father's room, "Dad, he's here!"

There was a strong male voice: "let him in!"

"Oh." , when the golden bell is ready, take my arm and push the door in.

Mr. Jin didn't look relaxed, but frowned and looked thoughtfully at the art of war. He didn't look up at us at all.

Jinling asked with concern, "Dad, you have seen Sun Tzu's art of war again. Have you seen it dozens of times?"

Mr. Jin is still frowning. He waves to Jinling and says, "go out first. I'll talk to Zhao long."

Jinling was a bit disappointed. He thought that old man Jin was still depressed about the party, so he asked: "Dad, are you still thinking What happened at the party? "

Mr. Jin's face was dull. He shouted at her and repeated, "you go out first."

In Mr. Jin's tone, I realized four words: the situation is not good.

Is there something that Mr. Jin noticed?

Jinling was obedient. Although she protested, she pouted her lips and left the room.

Mr. Jin pointed to the stool beside him and said coldly, "sit down."

I sat down with apprehension.

Mr. Jin still didn't look me in the eye, but turned his grandson's art of war over a page and asked with a straight eye: "Zhao long, tell me honestly, what are you doing?"

I was stunned when I asked!

Don't you know that I'm a fake?

How could it be!

Mr. Jin's question blindfolded me. I realized that the situation was not good and I was already sweating.

When Mr. Jin saw that I was silent, he closed the book slowly with his hands, turned his body around with the rocking chair, looked at me coldly, and asked again, "I am asking you, what are you doing?"

His face and expression at this time were different from those at the party just now. Now, he is more serious than Bao Qingtian. He looks like I owe him 10 million yuan and haven't paid yet.

"What does uncle Jin mean?" I asked with a slightly embarrassed smile

I deliberately put off a sentence like this, but in my heart I was thinking about the countermeasures.

Mr. Jin tried his forehead with three fingers. The other hand clicked on the table. He pulled his face and said, "I'm asking you what you do."

I've been hesitating for a long time. I don't know how to answer. If you tell me the truth, Mr. Jin will not like it. Which rich family is willing to marry his daughter to a security guard these days? If you lie, it's not Zhao Long's habit In this way, I am embarrassed.

In desperation, I said to Mr. Jin, "Uncle Jin, didn't all these golden bells report to you? Ha ha... " I try to laugh with him and try not to get angry with him.

Who wants old man Jin to slap the table and scold me: "young people don't have half a word of truth! A security guard dares to pretend to be the executive deputy general manager of Easton catering company of Kingdee group! I want to marry my daughter! It's just wishful thinking! "

I was stunned! I don't understand what's going on. How does Mr. Kim know that? It's impossible for Jinling to tell him, so who will betray us?

For a time, I didn't know what to do. Thousands of distractions made my brain disorderly. "Uncle Jin, you misunderstood me," I said awkwardly

"What do I misunderstand?" Mr. Jin said angrily

I faltered and couldn't speak. I don't know if I should tell him. It's actually a trick of Jinling comforting her. I'm a fake!

The old man sneered and said, "a security guard wants to marry my family's big money and become my family's son-in-law. Are you too arrogant, boy

I look at Mr. Jin and try to calm myself down, and then calm down. In fact, strictly speaking, Mr. Jin is not a businessman at all, but a scholar. His eyes under the lenses on the bridge of his nose are full of wisdom. His eyes are very destructive, of course, not that kind of ferocity, but a kind of rich demeanor, a kind of demeanor that makes anyone feel that they are three-thirds shorter than him. Of course, if I didn't collude with Jinling to do something bad, I would not be afraid of him. Moreover, we have joined forces to cheat. To a certain extent, it's also to comfort him, to stabilize him, to avoid him, and to force Jinling to marry again and again. For this matter, I Zhao long at least have a clear conscience, I respect him very much, but he came to me today, but he was so impulsive and rude and even satirized me, which made me recognize his true face.

I still don't speak, but I bear the insult and sarcasm of Mr. Jin in silence, because I know that he has a disease, and I can't provoke him any more. Maybe the best way now is to perfunctory, that is to say, silence.

At this time, I saw Mr. Jin holding the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose. There was a deep texture between his eyebrows. He looked at me closely and continued: "why, you default?"

I plucked up my courage and tried to slow down my speaking speed. "Uncle Jin is right. I'm a security guard! I admit it. "

Mr. Jin looked at me with stern eyes for a long time and sighed a little: "looking at a talent, it's a security guard! If other people know that old Jin recruited a security guard to be his son-in-law, where will my face rest? How does my family rise in business? Jinling this child is not sensible, just look at your long handsome, long handsome useful? It's a cruel society, where the weak and the predatory are strong. If the Jin family passes on their family business to a security guard, the world that I've worked for decades will not be destroyed! "

I looked at the legendary tycoon in front of me, but I didn't expect him to speak so freely, even ironically. I fell to the Pacific Ocean in a flash for his accumulated good feeling. I argued in my heart once and again: is he worthy of my respect? Is he worthy of my admiration?

Money, what's wrong with the rich? Can the rich look down on people?

If this is said by an ordinary petty bourgeoisie, I may not be too angry. But in the words of the big boss of Kingdee group, who resounded throughout the business world, I think it's not up to standard or deep.

I can't hear it, so I asked old man Jin, "I want to ask Uncle Jin, what's the matter with the security guard? What the security guards do is proper work. What they do not steal or rob is to protect the property of the people in the capital. Without security, what will the city look like? Has uncle Jin thought about it? "

Mr. Jin smiled and said, "Oh, you ask me back! Then I ask you again, if I marry my daughter to you, if I give you the Jin family, do you have the ability to manage it? I don't mean to belittle security. I'm just telling the truth. If you don't believe it, you can go out to investigate. You can ask, who is willing to marry his daughter to a security guard? You can ask... "

I pinched my nose and continued to control my emotions.

If I didn't take into account the other party's poor health, how could I accept his cowardice?

When Mr. Jin saw that I was silent, he took a pen and tapped it on the table for several times. He asked me, "tell me, how do you know my daughter?"

I did not hide the tunnel: "I used to be the security monitor of the periphery of Easton hotel. I met Jinling often, and I knew each other."

Mr. Jin nodded with his eyes half closed, as if thinking about something.

"How long have you been together?" he asked

I replied, "it's been two or three months."

Mr. Jin asked again, "I'll ask you again. You have to answer honestly."

Mr. Jin stabbed me with a fierce look, which made me think that the old man was just like an assassin.

He beat the famous brand pen in his hand for a while and then asked: "you are right to my daughter Did you cross the border? "

Mr. Kim said it implicitly, but I understand what he said. He was indirectly asking me if I had had that relationship with Jinling.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, but I tried to ask Mr. Jin in a kind tone: "Uncle Jin, how do you look like a criminal trial?" I forced out a smile to avoid this sensitive issue.