After drinking kung fu tea, Wu Xuanming and Wang Qingfeng each held a golden sickle and continued to go down to the field to harvest rice.

The golden sickle and the golden rice pinched and pinched vigorously, and finally the golden rice of half an acre of field fell neatly and neatly under the two golden sickles.

After finishing the farm work, the sun goes down.

Wu Xuanming kept asking Wang Qingfeng where he wanted to take him, but Wang Qingfeng never gave him an answer, and it wasn't until the two got into the car together that Wang Qingfeng told Wu Xuanming that he was going to a high-end club.

There is no doubt that the rich must go to those high-end and mysterious clubs, but only after arriving do you realize how mysterious this club is, from a distance it looks as deserted as a coffin shop, or in a very remote alley.

After getting out of the car, Wang Qingfeng reminded: "Follow me later, no matter who talks to you, don't pay attention." ”

Hearing him remind Wu Xuanming like this, he felt that this party was very mysterious, and at the same time it was also very boring, and a party that couldn't even talk was still called a party?

Wu Xuanming wanted to ask the reason, but he still felt that it was better for him to reveal the answer, and it would be ungraceful to show too much curiosity.

After Wu Xuanming followed Wang Qingfeng into the door with black and gold edges, he saw a corner and an oil painting on the wall, Wang Qingfeng stopped, turned around and introduced to Wu Xuanming: "This painting is the original work of the Impressionist master, and the price at the time of purchase was 400 million yen, which is equivalent to more than 30 million yuan at that time. ”

Wu Xuanming just nodded in approval and didn't respond, because he knew that the purpose of Wang Qingfeng bringing him here was nothing more than to let him be a spectator and have no right to speak.

Walking around this corner, I saw a hall, which was separated by a large sofa and a deep sofa, which could seat two people at the same time.

There were a few people sitting in the hall, and they were all sitting alone, not talking to anyone, and the whole hall was as silent as death.

Wang Qingfeng took Wu Xuanming to find a remote seat and sat down, Wu Xuanming felt that this was simply fooling people, and there was no party atmosphere at all.

"Boy, don't be impetuous, you have to know that the people who can come in this club are characters who can turn the clouds and rain, and you are the most mediocre person with no economy and power here. Wang Qingfeng saw that Wu Xuanming was a little restless, so he couldn't help but reprimand.

"Wouldn't I be honored then?" Wu Xuanming snorted with some disdain.

"You have to know that Japanese politics often decide the fate of their nation here, and it is a nest of money and power trading. When Wang Qingfeng said this, there were many people around him who looked at him, some were surprised, some were disdainful, some were angry, and some were even murderous, if these eyes were gathered together enough to kill people invisibly, no one could understand what these eyes meant, even Wu Xuanming felt uneasy.

"You're busy with yours, what's there to see?" Wang Qingfeng yelled at everyone.

Wu Xuanming knew that these eyes were very unkind, and he also understood that Wang Qingfeng had committed a big taboo, but he didn't know if he could resolve the current crisis.

After Wang Qingfeng's voice fell, two middle-aged men came, their appearances were very ordinary, but their expressions were very serious.

"You must know that no one is allowed to make a loud noise here, please leave immediately!"

Wang Qingfeng's face sank, it was obvious that these two people had committed his rebellion, and his eyes told everyone that he was going crazy, "What does Lao Tzu do you do when he talks here?" Wang Qingfeng got up and yelled at the two.

His voice was like thunder, and everyone threw strange eyes again, and a few people who seemed to be very awesome got up and walked over, and their expressions were not good.

Judging from the posture, Wang Qingfeng should be unlucky.

"What's wrong? Are you all trying to bully me an old man?"

The taste of being made dumplings is definitely not pleasant, and Wang Qingfeng will not let these people take advantage, otherwise his old face will be lost.

"You have broken the rules by making a loud noise here, you must be cleared, and if you leave consciously, we will not hold you accountable, otherwise, you will bear the consequences. "There are still people who threaten Wang Qingfeng.

This person who speaks threatening Wang Qingfeng is a little familiar, Wu Xuanming often sees him on TV news, he is a senior official in Japanese politics, Wu Xuanming sweats for Wang Lao and at the same time wants to see how powerful he is.

"You turtle grandsons really dare to take yourself as a god, I want to see who dares to drive me away?" Wang Qingfeng's voice was still very loud, and his face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he didn't take these people in his eyes at all.

Of course, according to Wang Qingfeng's statement, the people who can enter here are all big people, and the big people are all cultured people, at least they won't be rude, and even if they want to be rude, they will find someone to start after the fact.

But Wang Qingfeng was not this quiet person at all, and he slapped the government official who threatened him in the face, and not only slapped him, but also slammed it five times in a row, so that the guy stopped with all kinds of meat and vegetables: "Grandma, you little tricks dare to exert power in front of Lao Tzu, I really don't know whether to live or die, and it makes Lao Tzu's hands dirty." ”

The other people who came up were so frightened that they retreated, and the rest of the people watching the fire from the other side also looked at Wang Qingfeng, who didn't know the height of the sky, with a frightened expression, as if he was a Martian who suddenly fell from the sky.

"Damn, this old man is crazy!"

"Who is he? Why is he so daring?"

"Eighty percent is the prime minister's father. ”

"The prime minister's father has long been hung up, I think it must be the prime minister's father-in-law. ”

The people around "......" began to talk about Wang Qingfeng's identity.

Even this high-ranking government official who was pumped so red was very frightened, even his own father would not dare to whip him like this, if this was spread out, he would be considered a sad enough official.

"Do you dare to report your name?" The only thing he could do now was to find out the identity of the person who smoked him first, and then take the right medicine afterwards.

"How can my name be asked by someone like you? Even your prime minister is not worthy, hurry up and get out of the way before I get angry, I don't want your pig's waist face to stain my hands again!" Wang Qingfeng looked at his own slap, as if he was a little unsatisfied.

Wu Xuanming admired this old man in his heart that he was good enough, and he slapped him well enough, it seemed that he had to reassess the strength of this old man.

The situation was already very stiff, Wang Qingfeng seemed to have a posture of pumping people again, and the official who was pumped was still glaring at him angrily, at this time, a middle-aged lady suddenly stepped forward and smiled at Wang Qingfeng with a charming face: "Brother Wang, why do you have to be like a young man?"

"Are you Wang Qingfeng?" The person who was pumped involuntarily took two steps back when he asked this, and his face was obviously more ugly than just now, and his waist was obviously much bent compared to just now.

"Brother Kaohsiung, you are really blind, and the consequences of making Wang Lao angry are very serious. The lady scolded the smoked official with a look of disdain, as if her official was bigger than this guy.