Covering an area of several hundred acres, the Warring States Club is the only one in the entire East China Sea.

What it means is clear to the intelligent.

It is no exaggeration to say that after Wang Dengfeng's death, many people focused on the next belonging of the Warring States, and several hall masters in Yongxing were also gearing up to fight for it.

The helm is old, and it is unlikely that he will have the energy to manage the Warring States, most of them are to elect a person within the community, and all the high-level leaders of Yongxing hope that good luck will fall on their heads, but they never expected that the helm would easily hand over the Warring States to an outsider without consulting anyone.

Saying it is like spilling water, and in front of so many bigwigs, this decision can be said to be irreversible.

Dragons, tigers, leopards, snakes, wolves, plus the seven hall masters of the Dark Hall Xingtang, plus the two elders who are no longer very concerned with the specific affairs of the society and the person in charge of the business on the white face, all the high-level leaders of Yongxing have their eyes on Li Futu, and they have different thoughts.

Many of them have seen Li Futu, and even Qian Sen, the master of the Leopard Hall, has fought with Li Futu, and they are no strangers to the name Li Futu.

They admit this man's strength, but no matter what, he is an outsider after all!

Unconsciously, they gradually looked towards Gu Qingcang.

At the helm, although he was old, he was clearly not delirious, and it could not have been a whim.

Is it afraid that there will be another Wang Dengfeng for raising tigers?

Wrong.

Because that can hand over the Warring States to an absolute diehard like Jiang Bo, the master of the Dark Hall.

In the rivers and lakes, they are not dead or disabled, and they have climbed to such a beautiful position, these high-level people in Yongxing can be said to be human spirits, and soon, they thought of a possibility.

Scratch someone's back!

This may well be a way to repay the favor. The ambition of the Wang family is no secret, and the reason why the Wang family will collapse is inseparable from this man named Li Futu, and the helm is likely to express gratitude in this way.

Thinking about this, everyone's eyes began to become weird.

If you really want to say that, then the helm who seems to have done nothing may have played a role as a behind-the-scenes driver in the collapse of the Wang family.

Ginger is still old and spicy, and the really smart gambler doesn't play a good hand, but doesn't go to the table at all.

"Mr. Li, congratulations. ”

Jiang Bo took a step forward, and in the eyes of outsiders, his statement undoubtedly accepted Gu Qingcang's decision on behalf of Yongxing in a certain way.

After saying congratulations, Jiang Bo's eyes stopped for a moment on Gu Tingcheng's face beside Li Futu, but it was only for a moment.

As an absolute confidant, although he didn't say some things at the helm, Jiang Bo felt it.

Maybe in the near future, this Mr. Li will be changed to Master Horse.

As soon as Jiang Bo moved, these high-level executives in Yongxing also reacted one after another, no matter what mood they were in, they congratulated Li Futu with a warm smile on their faces.

The scene was also thunderous applause.

A good funeral was a bit like a celebration for a while.

The statue of Wang Dengfeng is still placed in the center of the mourning hall, witnessing the warmth and coldness of the world and the coldness of the world.

The congratulations were endless, and Li Futu smiled in return, but there was not much joy in his heart.

Many people coveted Sengoku, but Sengoku didn't have much attraction to him. When he returned to China, he didn't want to get involved in disputes anymore and wanted to live a relaxed life, but Gu Qingcang suddenly announced on this occasion, making it clear that there was no room for him to refuse.

Seeing Gu Tingcheng looking over, Li Futu said softly: "Don't look at me like that, your grandfather didn't greet me in advance." ”

One sentence completely blocked Gu Qingcheng's mouth.

"Mr. Li, it seems that I can bring you good luck. ”

Gong Zhengyu, who was the first to applaud in the audience, walked over with a smile.

Seeing her approaching, the bigwigs around Li Futu subconsciously gave up their positions.

"Miss Gong are you sure it's good luck?"

Li Futu whispered, and then smiled, "But thank you." ”

Gong Zhengyu moved his gaze to Gu Qingcheng.

"Miss Gu, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I've become beautiful again. ”

Gu Tingcheng can be regarded as an authentic lady, but in front of Gong Zhengyu, he obviously lacks aura, and said thank you with a red face.

"Seeing Mr. Li and Miss Gu standing together, I can't help but think of the word golden boy and jade girl. ”

Gong Zhengyu didn't seem to know what implication was, and after saying a word, the faces of the people around him moved, and their eyes became weird.

She seemed to be unintentional, but unconsciously reminded everyone.

What is Li Futu's identity?

Even if he was about to take charge of the Warring States, it would not be enough to stand by Gu Qingcheng's side on such a grand occasion, and who would dare to arrange it like this?

This can be said to have a lot of meaning.

"When did Miss Gong become interested in being a matchmaker?"

A wave of unevenness has risen again and again.

As soon as Gong Zhengyu's words fell, Song Luoshen had already appeared behind her.

"What, Miss Song thinks I'm not right?"

Gong Zhengyu didn't seem surprised, he turned his head slightly, his eyes were extremely bewitching, "Don't you think that Mr. Li and Miss Gu look right?"

"It's not a glance to see whether it's right or not, and it's a bit too child's play for Miss Gong to mess with the mandarin duck score just by feeling. ”

Although Song Luoshen's tone was very flat, the people around him vaguely smelled a smell of gunpowder.

Why did these two lords get together inexplicably?

Someone's heart can't help but start to rise, especially the big guy in Yongxing, none of these two are easy to deal with, if they really make a big deal at the funeral, it will really make a big deal.

Fortunately, Gong Zhengyu smiled slightly and didn't fight again.

Song Luoshen looked at Li Futu, "Congratulations." ”

Li Futu nodded, his expression did not have the slightest wave.

Gu Qingcheng frowned slightly, she was also a woman, and she vaguely felt that there was a very strange taste in the eyes of this Song family's heavenly lady looking at Li Futu.

Song Luo Shengong Zheng Yu plus Gu Qingcheng, these three standing together is really a beautiful scene, many people can't help but look this way, but they are all with pure appreciation.

The people present are all big people who have gone through the wind and rain, and they all know what they can and can't touch, and some beauties are like flowers in the moon mirror in the water, just enjoy it.

Song Luoshen and Gong Zhengyu didn't stay too long, and quickly said goodbye and left.

After they left, Yan Donglai walked over, not avoiding Gu Qingcheng's existence, and his expression was a little complicated.

"Brother Li, I didn't expect what I was worried about to happen. ”

Li Futu naturally understood what he meant.

"Brother Yan is too worried, and there will be no change between you and me. ”

Yan Dong came to look at Gu Chengcheng, patted Li Futu's shoulder heavily, and sighed: "I hope so." ”