Chapter 143: Righteous Bo Yuntian (8)

Ye Qingling's words are very straightforward, tonight's protagonist is not Lin Wangfeng, on the contrary, the reason why Lin Wangfeng is invited to the ranks of the princes of the dynasty tonight is for no other reason, that is, Lin Wangfeng is the prince of the Lin family, one of the four major families of Yanjing, the Lin family of the Lin family.

That's all.

As for the prince/party, hehe, when Ye Qingling didn't surface before, Lin Wangfeng and the princess of the dynasty couldn't have the upper hand at all, not to mention that now he is facing Ye Qingling, the helmsman behind the scenes?

To put it bluntly, the reason why Ye Qingling invited Lin Wangfeng tonight was to force him Lin Wangfeng to express his position, as for the rest, jokes, even the old man of the Bai family, Ye Qingling can face it calmly, not to mention that he is a little shrimp of Lin Wangfeng's level?

"Ye Qingling, are you forcing me to stand in line?" Lin Wangfeng took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and then stared at Ye Qingling coldly, trying to see something in Ye Qingling's eyes.

However, from Ye Qingling's resolute gaze, Lin Wangfeng's heart sank for some reason.

"You can understand it that way. Ye Qingling smiled slightly, and then gently pushed the glass of wine in front of her forward.

Just once, less than ten centimeters.

However, Lin Wangfeng felt that the glass of wine in front of him was like a heavy mountain, pressing on his heart, making him almost breathless.

"Hehe, Prince of the Lin family?"

At this time, Qin Wanqing narrowed her bright eyes slightly at an inopportune time and smiled lightly, but this laughter was like a sharp knife inserted into Lin Wangfeng's heart, like a silent mockery.

Lin Wangfeng's expression changed three times in a row, and then he suddenly remembered a series of actions after Ye Qingling entered Beijing, and a coolness rose unconsciously behind him, and finally gently picked up the cup of Moutai.

"Bang dang!"

Suddenly, the door of the box was pushed open again.

"Ye Qingling, such a domineering tone, Lin Wangfeng, don't you think you're too cowardly?"

Before you see him, you hear his voice first.

This voice suddenly sounded in the box, and the domineering in that tone was self-evident.

All eyes were on the door.

The next moment, Ling Hu Yunruo's eyes narrowed quietly.

If, in the entire Yanjing, in terms of family background alone, the person who can be on an equal footing with Ye Qingling is nothing more than the man who has just entered the door.

Wen family, Wen Xiangrong.

There are many people surnamed Wen in Yanjing, but the Wen family standing on the top of the power pyramid is the family where the man in front of him belongs, and there is no semicolon.

Wen Xiangrong does not have the bad habits that all gentlemen have, he wears a formal suit, polishes polished leather shoes, neat attire, and an aggressive tone, with a unique temperament of a big family.

Behind Wen Xiangrong was a slightly obscene/trivial young man, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with gold frames, this person's demeanor was frivolous, and there was a look of arrogance on his face, which set off his nondescript nature.

Zhu Chen.

Very common name.

But this obscene/male, in June this year, set off a huge wave in the entire Yanjing.

Yenjing college entrance examination champion.

With a domineering score of 745 points close to a full score, he crushed Ye Qingling's 723 points and became the champion of the Yanjing College Entrance Examination, while Ye Qingling was relegated to the Yanjing College Entrance Examination list (Ye Qingling is the eye of the Yanjing College Entrance Examination list, and the previous chapter 128 wrote that Ye Qingling was the top student of the Yanjing College Entrance Examination, which was a clerical error and had been revised).

The atmosphere of the scene, because of the arrival of Wen Xiangrong and Zhu Chen, seemed a little subtle.

Lin Wangfeng's hand raised the wine glass and trembled slightly, obviously a little difficult to ride a tiger.

"What's the matter, Prince Lin doesn't plan to drink this glass of wine?, how can he convince the brothers under his command if he is so undecided?" Wen Xiangrong suddenly spoke, looking at Wen Xiangrong gloatingly.

"I want to slap the soles of my shoes in the face of this arrogant guy. Qin Wanqing muttered in a low voice.

Lin Wangfeng held the hand of the wine glass, shook it, and then gritted his teeth fiercely, drank the glass of wine, and then the wine glass slapped heavily on the table, his face turned red, he Lin Wangfeng, how could he have suffered such humiliation?

"Han Xin can still endure the humiliation of his crotch, and Prince Lin's style is really good for doing big things. Wen Xiangrong continued.

"Are you finished?"

At this time, Ye Qingling, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, her tone was not loud, but she was a little cold.

Wen Xiangrong was stunned for a moment, pulled a chair and sat down at random, didn't care at all, and chuckled: "The surname is Ye, you and I have a shallow relationship, and I don't say anything deep, it is said that you are hosting Chen Zhizhou of the Chen family tonight, and Brother Zhu and I are holding a good show of watching dogs eat dogs, and I am also a soy sauce player, so you don't have to care about me." ”

After a pause, Wen Xiangrong continued: "I, Wen Xiangrong, talk and do things, I don't have the city government and no scheming, I have always smoked what I can't get used to, and I don't bird what I don't like, and I just came to take a look at the innocuous turmoil you caused in the capital. ”

As soon as the words fell, Kong Liluo's eyes narrowed quietly.

In the entire Yanjing, the only one who dares to speak and act like this is probably this Wen Xiangrong, who is a wonderful flower in their circle, and never plays cards according to the rules.

Ye Qingling smiled lightly.

Zhu Tan also sat down, glanced at Ye Qingling, and then gently raised his gold-rimmed glasses, and said: "Ye Qingling, Xiang Qingyun and Zhou Zhihao can't come if they have something, of course, don't care about these details, in fact, a mourning dog from the north, you are so aggressive to invite us to accompany the banquet, are you afraid that your lineup will not be enough?"

After speaking, Zhu Chen's eyes swept towards everyone present.

Each of them is a very representative figure in their circle, and it is no exaggeration to say that each of these people in front of him is the pride of the sky in Yanjing's circle.

The time points to 9 o'clock in the evening.

Outside the box door.

Chen Zhizhou and Jia Hongda, who went to the banquet on time, as well as the white martial arts idiot who seemed to be paralyzed, happened to appear outside the door.

Chen Zhizhou, who was about to reach out and knock on the door, suddenly heard Zhu Tan's sentence 'mourning dog from the north', a touch of anger flashed on his face, and then pushed the door in.

Belch?

In the box, Zhu Tan suddenly saw Chen Zhizhou who suddenly appeared, and his expression was suffocated.

Everyone looked at Zhu Tan playfully.

Zhu Tan touched his nose in embarrassment, and when the scene was stiff, Liuhuashan, who had been silent since he entered the house, swept his eyes to Chen Zhizhou casually, stretched lazily, and said lightly: "Uneducated things, your mother didn't teach you, do you want to knock on the door before entering?"

Rumble!

Liuhuashan's words made Chen Zhizhou's face change suddenly.

Zhu Tan also reacted from the embarrassment just now, and continued: "Maybe it's not good for anyone's pants belt to show such a thing that doesn't understand the rules." ”

Chen Zhizhou is like being slapped for no reason.

This slap not only slapped him Chen Zhizhou in the face, but also trampled on the dignity of the Chen family in the north.

Yanjing is too big, and the north is too small.

The young man from the north, who grew up at the feet of this group of emperors and has a domineering temperament, maybe, is not a fart.

Under everyone's gaze, Chen Zhizhou, who was supposed to be angry, smiled gently and elegantly-

Smile with a knife!