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When Dong Wenfeng heard this voice, he turned around to take a glance and saw that the two people beside him had started arguing unknowingly.

One of them looked bright, with a beer belly and a pair of leather shoes, but the other was the opposite. He was dressed in ragged clothes, and although his clothes were clean, it was obvious that he had washed his clothes many times.

He was clearly not a beggar. It was just that his life seemed to be short of money. He never would have thought that the rich beer belly would directly say that the other party was here to beg for food.

It didn't matter who it was.

Perhaps the young man on the other side didn't want to stir up trouble, so even though he was scolded, he didn't say much. He seemed rather sloppy and didn't seem to be affected by the beer belly's words.

However, the beer belly didn't want to give up. He said coldly, "Get out of my way right now. I don't know how you get on the plane with such a poor appearance. What if my clothes get dirty?" Is the service on your plane that bad? Who dares to come up? "

Seeing this situation, Dong Wenfeng originally thought that a lot of people would step forward to teach this beer belly a lesson, but what made him surprised was that no one on the plane stood up to speak. Some people even glanced at the young man with disdain, then obediently shut their mouths.

Only the flight attendant stood out to resolve the dispute. However, the situation was clearly out of control.

"Are you talking about me being noisy? Your airline can't service him on its own, but you want me to be quiet instead of chasing him away? What, I can't say your company isn't? What's your name? When I get off the plane, the first thing I'll do is report you! "

After saying that, although the flight attendant's expression was ugly, she really did not say anything else.

When the beer belly saw this situation, its voice became sharper. "Hurry up and scram, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite."

At this time, the young man was not happy. He could not help but curse: "I am not leaving, what can you do?"

His words were a bit of a scoundrel, but he could feel that the other party did not wish to cause trouble, so he forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.

Unexpectedly, after the beer belly heard this, it became even angrier, and directly said coldly: "You even have the qualifications to talk to me? And you, your father? Do you know who I am? Do you know who has the final say in the capital? "

The young man suppressed his anger and was about to get angry, but in the next second, he heard a cold voice. Dong Wenfeng could not hold it in and said in a low voice, "If you are amazing, then go to the first class cabin yourself. If you have nothing better to do, why would you bother to help us poor people? "

The beer belly didn't expect someone to provoke it and meddle in other people's business. His expression turned ugly and immediately wanted to curse. Everyone wanted to see who was talking, but with just a glance at Dong Wenfeng, the beer belly didn't dare say anything more.

With a single glance, the beer belly knew that Dong Wenfeng was definitely dressed in at least two hundred thousand yuan.

This was actually bought for Dong Wenfeng by Duan Yu. Usually, Dong Wenfeng would just wear his T-shirt and head out the door, but this time Duan Yu said that he was going to the capital after all, so if he wanted to go to the company, he had to be friendly with the employees. Dong Wenfeng might not be able to buy something suitable, so he bought it in advance.

Who would have thought that it would actually come in handy this time.

The beer belly glanced at Dong Wenfeng and swallowed its anger.

There was no helping it, Dong Wenfeng looked much richer than him.

At least, that was the case from the looks of it.

As for the passengers on the other planes, some of them were a little dissatisfied after hearing Dong Wenfeng say that everyone on the plane was poor. But now, they were all speechless.

They really didn't have as much money as Dong Wenfeng.

If the other party felt that he was very poor.

Then they might die of poverty.

Hearing that the plane had quieted down, the beer belly did not dare to say anything more. Dong Wenfeng finally felt relieved. He squinted his eyes and was about to go to sleep when he heard a ruffian's voice from beside him, "Hey, thank you."

Dong Wenfeng opened his eyes and swept his gaze across the other party. When he saw that it was the young man from before, he said indifferently, "No need."

After hearing this, the other party did not have any selfish motives. After a while, he took the initiative to introduce himself, "My name is Lin Feng, you can also call me Little Feng."

When Dong Wenfeng heard this, he remembered that his name also had the word 'Feng' in it, so he immediately became even more reluctant to speak.

He took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Lin Feng. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

This Lin Feng was not ordinary.

Dong Wenfeng didn't notice it earlier because the sound of his beer belly was obstructing his senses. He just felt that Lin Feng seemed to have a strong body and was probably someone with some ability.

However, when the opponent approached, he realized that this Lin Feng was actually a cultivator.

From the looks of it, he was around the middle and late stage of the Yellow Rank. But the other party was still very young, and this realm was actually quite impressive.

But for some reason, when Dong Wenfeng looked at him, he felt that the other party wasn't from any of the four big sects.

The more enigmatic the other party's identity was, the more interested Dong Wenfeng became. He was silent for a moment before he turned to Lin Feng and asked, "Where are you from?"

Lin Feng smiled, "Dragon City of Shanxi."

Dong Wenfeng nodded and asked after a long while, "Why have you come to the capital?"

The other party was a bit of a ruffian, but it was obvious that he was more loyal. After meeting Dong Wenfeng, it was clear that he wanted to be friends with him.

Therefore, he didn't hide anything from Dong Wenfeng and directly said, "On our side, there is an old teacher who has always been teaching me how to make money through missions. It is said that this is a big business deal and can make a lot of money.

Dong Wenfeng was silent for a while, but he didn't say anything. After a long time, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Who bought you the plane ticket?"

Lin Feng smiled, "Is that old mister of mine powerful?"

Dong Wenfeng only wanted to say that this Lin Feng had been tricked. However …

A mission by a Yellow Rank expert, how could it be bad?

You only get a few tens of thousands a year?

Isn't this a joke?

However, he naturally could not say it out loud.

Lin Feng did not look like he was lying. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "The old mister … …. Your teacher? Or is it a master? "

It seemed that Lin Feng hadn't lived in a big city for a long time. Even if he had, perhaps it was the same as the old man had described as' disciples of a big sect earning extra money '.