Chapter Seventy-One: It's Good to Be Young
But Zhong Luochen quickly took away his palm, because it was enough for him to feel a slight tremor from Cheng Yiran's body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Still too young, this guy.
"You, you ......" Cheng Yiran frowned.
Ever since he first met at K&C, he'd always had the feeling that the big boss was hiding some secrets.
In particular, he had recalled the details of that night again and again. He found ...... It seems that this Mr. Zhong has not been affected.
"You...... Don't you ...... too" Cheng Yiran subconsciously said something.
But before he could utter it completely, he had already woken up, and suddenly stopped his mouth, and looked at this with a little uneasinessβMr. Chung, who was also very mysterious to him at this time.
Zhong Luochen smiled and said, "Let's have a simple discussion, shall we?"
As he spoke, Zhong Luochen looked at Cheng Yiran's reaction, and continued: "I won't feel the reaction of those who listened to the scene...... It's so abnormal, it's like, it's enchanted. β
Cheng Yiran's face began to become slightly difficult to look at.
Zhong Luochen said leisurely: "Listening to Cheng Yun's report, before you were discovered by Li Zifeng, you were a little-known singer who just sang in those vulgar night clubs. β
Cheng Yiran's face became even more ugly.
Zhong Luochen chuckled and said, "Since you have such strength, why hasn't anyone discovered it before...... I heard that you once drifted north, right? Since you once drifted north, at least it proves that you have ambitions, then there will be no such situation as hiding your ability in the first place. So, why exactly?"
Zhong Luochen narrowed his eyes, "Why was it that overnight, you were able to let everyone who heard you sing be conquered by you...... And it's still a state of conquest like a demon. But more importantly, those who watch the live broadcast on the Internet scold you, and only the people on the scene agree with you?"
Cheng Yiran subconsciously grabbed the bag containing the guitar.
Zhong Luochen said coldly at this time: "Could it be because of ...... Because the power of this guitar is not enough?"
"Enough, don't say it!!"
I saw that Cheng Yiran, who was sitting, suddenly stood up at this time, and actually lifted the guitar that never left his body, and smashed it down towards Zhong Luochen with a hideous face!
This time was both fast and fierce, and Cheng Yiran couldn't help but flash in his mind when he was in prison for deliberately hurting people.
As ferocious as it was back then...... Over the years, it seems that the cultivation of the mind has been broken overnight.
He is like a wolf who has been encroached upon.
No matter what kind of ability this guitar has, the material itself is an extremely hard thing, and if you hit your head all at once, how can ordinary people stand it, at least your head will be bleeding!
When Zhong Luochen unhurriedly turned his head, he very skillfully dodged Cheng Yiran's slamming, and then grabbed the other end of the guitar and pulled it hard all of a sudden!
Cheng Yiran's body was unstable, and he was pulled down all of a sudden, and Zhong Luochen hit his abdominal cavity with an elbow at this time, which immediately knocked Cheng Yiran to the ground holding his stomach in pain.
Old lady Zhong, who was born in the army, naturally would not let her children and grandchildren look weak...... Including the third lady who is a woman, the two sons and one daughter of the Zhong family's generation have been thrown into the army since they were children.
There is no martial arts in the novel, but the fighting skills are at least enough for the third-generation children of the Zhong family to deal with many unexpected situations.
Zhong Luochen grabbed the guitar with his backhand at this time, and pressed it on Cheng Yiran's neck, so that he couldn't raise his head, and said indifferently: "The family is strict, I have been exercising since I was a child, and my hands may be a little heavier, but it shouldn't hurt my muscles and bones, just hurt it." β
Cheng Yiran gritted his teeth, but he couldn't move anymore.
......
While pressing Cheng Yiran, Zhong Luochen poured another half glass of red wine, and after a while, he felt that Cheng Yiran seemed to have given up resistance, so Zhong Luochen said softly: "Have you calmed down?
"I don't have anything to talk to you about!"
"You're hard-mouthed. However, this kind of thing is generally the safest thing only if you know about it. However, considering the current situation......"
Zhong Luochen shook his head, "For you, the smarter thing to do is ...... In fact, haven't you discovered the fact that we are all the same kind of people?"
"What kind of people? I don't know!" Cheng Yiran's reaction became fierce again!
"Really?" Zhong Luochen sneered: "Then it's good for me to smash this guitar for you...... I don't think the guy who sells your guitar will care. After all, that place is just for trading gold. β
Cheng Yiran attaches so much importance to this guitar...... How could he escape the eyes of Zhong Luochen, who was not affected?
"You too...... Are you ......" Cheng Yiran was suddenly shocked.
Zhong Luochen suddenly let go of his hand and said indifferently: "That place has existed for a much, much longer than you and me combined...... So, why do you think you're the only one who has ever bought something in that place?"
"You're really ......"
Zhong Luochen chuckled and said, "I have already said that I am the same kind of person as you...... It's all guests who come out of that place. β
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......
Luo Qiu still likes this old wall full of creepers, and this old house that is sixty or seventy years old.
"I haven't been here in a while. β
The owner easily entered the house...... In a certain room.
Luo Qiu remembered that before the summer vacation, he was still here and Zhang Xuanrui fighting the 'homework' given by Qin Fang: "It hasn't been touched here." β
Luo Qiu smiled again and sat down, right in front of the small stool in front of the former workbench.
The maid lady, who had been listening to her master, said softly at this time: "I didn't expect that Professor Qin Fang's house would end up in Zhong Luochen's hands. β
Luo Qiu chuckled and said, "Miss Qin Chuyu probably doesn't know either. She just plans to deal with the professor's legacy as soon as possible. It doesn't make a difference to her who buys it...... However, it is probably no coincidence that Zhong Luochen will stay in this city. β
Thinking about something deeper, the boss said softly: "It seems that from the moment the transaction began, the fate of the guests has been stirred, and perhaps it will not be possible to get rid of the ...... until the moment of real death."
All of a sudden, it was quiet.
Luo Qiu's fingers tapped lightly on the workbench, "It's a pity that I can't hear Miss Cai's singing this time." β
Luo Qiu also stood up and said with a slight smile: "I've had a lot of whims recently...... But this time, too, there were a lot of them, and I heard some interesting things. β
Youye nodded slightly, "Master, Zhong Luochen should have started to have some strange thoughts. β
Luo Qiu laughed at himself a little: "Zhong Luochen...... I've just started a few guests. To be honest, it wasn't very mature at that time, and it didn't seem impossible to see this. β
Luo Qiu shook his head and said, "That transaction, now that I think about it, there should be a better way." β
Luo Qiu has always been a person who is used to waking up, so he feels ...... Who hasn't done something stupid when they were young?
If you really don't, that's not normal.
"But master, the assets behind the Zhong family are very huge. Youye said indifferently: "Since he has this kind of thought, it is possible that he will really gather a lot of 'guests' in the future." β
"It's like Michael's Clubhouse, isn't it?" Luo Qiu asked indifferently.
He shook his head, not expecting to wait for Yuye's answer, but fiddling with some of the bones that the professor had left here and hadn't been thrown away, and said, "But so what? β
Luo Qiu shook his head and said, "Even if I count my personal hobbies, this world should still turn how it should be." As for the future......"
What does the future hold?
Maybe it's like these bone products, let people in the more distant future evaluate.
As the current owner of the club, if nothing else, he will quietly watch all this in a time that is even more distant than the distant future.
β...... It doesn't matter. β
The boss put the bone products back in their original place, and finally said, "I should have bought this place from Qin Chuyu, but I was still too young." β