Chapter Seventy-Three: The Lan Family's Last Stand
"Brother Lan, would you like something?" Yang Shuo picked up a bottle of 20-year-old Northern Gin from the cellar and shook his hand to get rid of the sweeper that was always in the way in front of people.
"Don't. I've told you how many times this is my critical time. Lan Fengyuan in the past, and perhaps in the future, will not be as serious as he is now, "Ask you, who is the most good deformant in our temple to play with women?"
"Sanzi! "Yangshuo swears.
"I want someone who will tease, not a glamorous gentleman. Lan Fengyuan's pale eyes in his deep eye sockets looked at the door from time to time, and the stacked data on the table showed how much effort he had put in.
"Of course, how could I not understand what you mean, Brother Lan. "A pair of wine and meat friends, they have a good understanding in this regard," Brother Lan asked why is this for?"
"I naturally have my reasons. Lan Fengyuan raised his hand and looked at his watch, he was still hesitant at such a critical juncture!
"Ding Dong!"
When Lan Fengyuan heard this, he almost jumped up and ran to open the door by himself, but fortunately, as soon as his body left the backrest, he remembered the shelf he should have, so he ordered Yangshuo to open the door.
The door opened, and the housekeeper Lao Liang's face was not much better, and he walked up to Lan Fengyuan and handed over a document. Lan Fengyuan took the document and looked at it a few times, no matter what, Lan Fengyang still gave him power after all. The housekeeper was about to tell Lan Fengyuan a few words, but was stopped by the latter and sent out silently.
"Yangshuo, call Sanchuan over, the sooner the better. ”
Yang Shuo felt that since Lan Fengyuan's late night visit last time, something was always wrong, how could his curiosity endure for so long, he had to ask clearly, "Brother Lan, what do you want to do? ”
I can't tell them about the Lan family's crisis, and if I do, it will be difficult for them to be of use to me... Lan Fengyuan closed the information and came up with a suitable reason in an instant, "I want to engage in Ling Ming." ”
"..."Yang Shuo couldn't accept it, "Brother Lan, don't be confused, that's Ling Ming!"
"Where did you think of it!" Lan Fengyuan had developed a habit for a long time, and now even if he didn't want to do that kind of thing, he would feel that way when he said it, "I just thought that if something happened to Ling Ming, Xiu Chongkai and Promise would definitely feel bad in his heart." ”
"Promise?" Lan Fengyuan's resentment of Xiu Chongkai is something that Tianwei knows all over, and among the four major guilds, only Lan Fengyuan has always refused to surrender to Xiu Chongkai, but promised... When did it happen?
"That's right, promise. Xiu Chongkai is just that, he promised to be a nobody, why did he climb so fast? Why did everyone up to the principal and down to Ling Ming favor him? He was lucky, I was not convinced. Lan Fengyuan originally just made up lies to coax Yangshuo, but he went around himself more and more. In the past, when he was 100% able to inherit the stable development of the Lan family, although he resented Xiu Chongkai and couldn't get used to seeing nobodies climb high, but when he thought that he would be on the same status as Xiu Chongkai in the future, and even better than him in transportation, he would relax, and as for the promise, he would leave it behind.
But... He is so jealous now! Why can the cultivator sit on the profits of the fisherman? Why can he promise to be protected and kept out of the matter? Even, he is still jealous of Dongfang Jue's position as the heir...
Yang Shuo listened to Lan Fengyuan's words and felt reasonable, seeing that Lan Fengyuan's face was constantly changing, he guessed that it was because of his anger, and hurriedly explained, "Brother Lan, don't be angry, when you inherit the Lan family, it's nothing." I'm going to call the third son, and the brothers plan to vent your anger. ”
Lan Fengyuan became more and more congested, but he couldn't say it, so he had to force it down, and while perfecting the plan, he waited for the arrival of Sanchuan.
It wasn't until Yangshuo and Lan Fengyuan had lunch that Shen Sanchuan, a master of playing women in the Temple of the Gods, struggled to get up from the pile of women and reported, and there was still a smell of perfume on his body.
"I told you not to play with those fat-powdered women. "Yangshuo and Shen Sanchuan are obviously not the same," Brother Lan is looking for you. ”
Shen Sanchuan was wearing jeans and a light gray sweater jacket, and on the surface, he was indeed personable, and it was no wonder that in Lan Fengyuan's impression, he was a charming gentleman.
"Trying to be strong, won't you?"
"Absolutely. ”
"Acting, won't you?"
"Must-have skills. ”
"**, do you understand?"
"It's been a long time since I've been working, but it's not going back. ”
"That's you. Lan Fengyuan finished the review, "From now on, I promise to be on call, understand?"
"Okay. "Shen Sanchuan is also an old member of the Temple of the Gods, and he has always known that the president will reward those who do well with a lot of money, of course, he is full of promises.
Yang Shuo listened in horror on the sidelines, although Lan Fengyuan clarified that he had no intention of doing that, but now this arrangement looks like it is going to be done!
"Brother Lan, what are your plans?"
"Did you say that anyone in the Temple of the Gods could beat Ling Ming?" Ling Ming's ability level was not low, and it was a Bug Space Group, Yang Shuo shook his head.
"Is anyone smarter than Ling Ming?" Although Ling Ming's academic performance was not so outstanding, it was also superior, mainly because she didn't think about it with confidence, not to mention that her insight into strategy and the development of events was like a prophet, Yang Shuo shook his head again.
"Then what do you think I'm going to do with her?" Yang Shuo suddenly felt that the president was doing useless work just now, Ling Ming was so powerful, how could they her!
"I don't know. ”
"She's powerful, but she's still a woman after all. The plan that Lan Fengyuan could come up with in his mind was like this, but it hit Ling Ming's weakness right away, "If you are a woman, you must be afraid of being forced." ”
At that time, Ling Ming, who focused most of her attention on men, must not have noticed anything else...
Now that the preparations are made, it's time to wield your newfound powers.
"Give me Mikawa's number, and don't let anyone else know what I said to you. Lan Fengyuan picked up the coat on the chair, packed up the materials, and left Yangshuo's house.
The power of the Lan family at the last moment, I can be considered to be able to contact it in advance...