Chapter Forty-Six: Laughing

As the head of the empire's first wealthy family, Lin Fengxue's pomp and circumstance at the birthday dinner are definitely worthy of his value.

The dinner venue is in the central banquet hall of the brilliant Shenzhou, less than 100 meters away from the villa of the Lin family in the southwest, with an area of more than 1,000 square meters, the interior decoration is resplendent and luxurious, the scarlet carpet is directly spread from the end of the hall to the outside of the hall, soft and heavy, walking on it is like stepping on the cotton ball, the deliberately adjusted light is warm but not dazzling, and the faint halo shines on the luxurious decoration around the hall, which renders the atmosphere inside the hall extremely mysterious.

Wine and food, young and beautiful waitress holding a tray, like a flower butterfly shuttling through the crowd, smiling smartly, her eyes full of heat.

At the entrance of the hall, countless luxury cars that can show their noble status are completely piled up, and there is almost no free space in the huge parking lot.

Maybach, Bentley, Jaguar, Lincoln, Land Rover, Rolls-Royce

In a bunch of luxury cars, another group of relatively low-key models are sandwiched between luxury cars and occupy a better position.

Most of them are Audi A6Ls that are four or five years old, and a small number of A8Ls and Mercedes-Benz are also in them, these cars may not be remarkable compared to luxury cars, but the value of the license plate is immeasurable.

The No. 1 car of the Imperial Military Department, the Kyushu City Committee, the Municipal Government, the Imperial Center Supervision Department, the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Security, the Cabinet Office, the General Office of the Supreme Center, the National Ministries and Commissions, and the Local Provincial Affairs Office in Beijing

Behind the license plate of every car, there is a high-ranking and prominent power, in this official-based country, absolute wealth may oppress a small amount of power, but absolute power, absolutely can oppress everything.

How high the specifications of Lin Fengxue's birthday dinner are, it is enough to see from these cars.

Half past seven in the evening.

The dinner has not yet begun, but the banquet hall has been full of celebrities, one by one small circles gathered in all corners of the hall, clearly distinguished, talking about current affairs, talking about the economy, talking about the general trend of the world, pointing out the country, almost everyone is a high-spirited face.

This is the real top-level dinner, almost all the powerful people in the empire are concentrated here, in addition to the senior officials of the southwest faction, the high-ranking officials of the royal and southern factions also participated.

This is about strategic cooperation that can easily reach tens of billions of dollars, about the transfer and operation of cadres at least at the department and bureau level, about the marriage of two wealthy families after a few years, and so on, and so on, every topic here, once successfully implemented, can have a huge impact on at least a certain area of the empire that can last for several years.

Talk about women? Talk about small businesses?

These topics will never fit in with the current environment.

The soft lights in the hall rotated slowly, and the light shone on the faces of every guest, and it was obvious that all the participants in the dinner tonight were older, even elderly, and the figures of sexy and hot young women abounded, but it was still men who played the leading role.

And almost all of them were older and older men, each of them around forty-five to fifty-five years old, and occasionally a few young nephews who followed their parents to see the scene were quickly drowned in the crowd.

Old, formal, and even somewhat serious.

This is the main theme of tonight's dinner, there is no ambiguity, no passion, only the connotation that has been precipitated after all the vicissitudes of life.

Lin Fengxue stood in the banquet hall, raised her glass and toasted to a certain table of guests, her smile was gentle and reserved, but her eyes were full of relief.

At the table in his sight, there were two standing committee members and deputy governors of local provinces, as well as the real power director of the household department, two chairmen of large groups worth more than 30 billion, and several women.

The group came together as if to discuss economic construction projects in the two provinces and to test the level of support from national ministries.

Lin Fengxue smiled indifferently and looked at the other crowd again.

Now he seems to have completely forgotten the humiliation of kneeling at the Jiangnan Hotel at noon, the whole person has a restrained temperament, not angry but mighty, and the demeanor of the first master is full.

Not far away, Lin Nannan's head was wrapped in a circle of gauze, and he greeted other guests with the same smile, and occasionally someone looked at the wound on his head with strange and meaningful eyes, he was still silent, and his smile was as warm as a spring breeze.

This is probably the so-called city government.

And in the same way, most of the guests who heard about the noon incident also seemed to have no idea about the noon incident, and ignored it, whether the Southwest Lin family was fighting against the God of War Mansion or the former side by side palace, it was very rare to take advantage of the situation, which was determined by the status of the two sides, the two were the dark side of the Southwest faction and the royal faction, but the Southwest Lin family was always a vassal of the Southwest faction, and Lin Fengxue also listened to the orders of the supreme head and several faction elders.

But the two palaces are different, they are based on the Shenzhou Empire, in the territory of tens of millions of square kilometers of the empire, they completely represent the royal family, side by side with the emperor, the palace and the royal family are completely equal or even slightly higher status, whether it is the patriarch Li Donglei of the royal family, or the current leaders of the royal family, Chen Hualou and Ye Nianlun, they can't order the palace to do anything, they can only discuss.

One is to carefully figure out the consequences of the action.

One is a powerful and monstrous big open and close without any worries, and the two sides collide fiercely, and the Southwest Lin family can only gain the upper hand unless it is unlucky.

However, no matter how embarrassed Lin Fengxue is, no one dares to underestimate him and the Southwest Lin family, for more than 20 years, he has collided with the two palaces of the royal family, although he is embarrassed, he has never broken his muscles and bones, which is enough to explain Lin Fengxue's means.

And many times, as the brother-in-law of the supreme head of state, Lin Fengxue represents the supreme head and the southwest faction, which can be said to be the first political group in the empire in terms of comprehensive strength, politics has always been complex and changeable, and the officials who are still talking on the stage today may be invited by the Ministry of Supervision to drink tea tomorrow and change to a faction, the same is true, the scenery and downfall, pay attention to it is not for a while, so Lin Fengxue don't say kneeling, even if he kowtows to the God of War King today, as long as there is a southwest faction, he can be regarded as the dark side of the southwest faction, and he never dares to be underestimated。

And as the first lord of the family, he knelt down to the twenty-year-old God of War King.

Cowardly?

Not at all.

On the contrary, Lin Fengxue's forbearance is also a rather terrifying thing.

"Wind and snow, it's already eight o'clock, you get ready, you can start. ”

A man who looked to be in his fifties came to Lin Fengxue's side, glanced at the hall, and said with a chuckle, his figure was not tall, more than one meter seven tall, slightly thin, with a pair of glasses, elegant aura, full of energy, everywhere he passed along the way, everyone immediately stopped talking, nodded slightly to him, and looked respectful, including even a local provincial secretary.

Sun Jingyang, member of the Policy Bureau, academician of the Central Academician Bureau, and director of the General Office of the Imperial Center.

One of the current leaders of the Southwest faction, the confidant of the supreme head Lin Qingtian.

Lin Fengxue's fiftieth birthday, it was inconvenient for the supreme head of state to attend, but he sent his confidant Sun Jingyang over, and on today's occasion, his appearance undoubtedly represents the supreme head.

"yes, Fengxue, what are you waiting for? The time is about to pass. ”

Lin Fengxue's wife Lin Murong on the side was also a little dissatisfied, as the biological sister of the supreme head, she was full of confidence, even in the face of Sun Jingyang, she only nodded slightly.

"There's another guest who didn't come. ”

Lin Fengxue smiled, her eyes were a little playful.

Sun Jingyang narrowed his eyes, obviously thinking of who the distinguished guest in Lin Fengxue's mouth was, and that was also their target tonight.

"Lin Xuanyuan?!"

The murderous intent in Lin Murong's eyes flashed away, the matter at noon had spread all over Kyushu City, and she naturally received the news that that little bastard dared to let her husband kneel, Lin Murong couldn't wait to pull him out and cut him with a thousand knives.

"He still has the face to come here?!"

Lin Murong's tone was cold, and his voice subconsciously became sharp.

All the nearby guests immediately turned their heads to look at her.

Lin Fengxue had a headache, looked at Sun Jingyang and smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Don't wait, Director Sun, I'll go over first." ”

Sun Jingyang nodded and did not speak.

Lin Fengxue took a deep breath and strode towards the rostrum that had already been arranged in the banquet hall.

The rostrum was full of flowers, and a microphone was placed in the center, and Lin Fengxue stood on it, as if he was making a government work report.

Serious.

This was a scene that should not have appeared at a banquet, but combined with the atmosphere of the banquet today, it seemed natural.

He stretched out his hand and tapped on the microphone, and the sound spread through the loudspeaker, and the entire banquet hall suddenly fell silent.

Lin Fengxue opened her mouth, but before she could speak, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded.

"Stop, you can't go in, hurry up and carry these things out!"

"Ahh

"Ahh

The shouting instantly turned into a scream.

Everyone present changed slightly.

Dare to make trouble at Lin Fengxue's birthday dinner?

How powerful is that?

The security guards who maintained order in the banquet hall were about to rush over subconsciously, but a loud voice sounded, making everyone subconsciously stop.

"God of War King, Lin Xuanyuan, here!"

This is the voice that belongs to Lin Shushu.

The door of the banquet hall was pushed open directly from the outside, and Lin Xuanyuan, who was dressed in a white suit and covered his face with a golden mask, walked in directly, his slender and straight figure, and his sharp aura instantly stabbed into everyone's sight like a sharp knife.

Dressed in a black dress, Helian Chenxi, who was slightly powdered, followed Lin Xuanyuan, holding her arm, dignified, gentle and noble.

Lin Shushu followed closely behind Lin Xuanyuan, with a sneer on his face.

"Sorry, it took me a few minutes to prepare the present. ”

Lin Xuanyuan, who had gathered everyone's attention, walked in steadily, his voice calm and calm, not in a hurry.

Gift?

Looking at Lin Xuanyuan who was empty-handed, everyone subconsciously looked behind a few people.

Immediately, the audience fell silent at an astonishing speed, completely silent.

Everyone's expressions were stunned and sluggish.

Behind Lin Xuanyuan and the three, in groups of two, a total of eight groups, rushed into the hall directly carrying gifts.

Warm lights, prominent celebrities, high-spirited Lin Fengxue, and the extremely sharp God of War King

As well as, he brought eight gifts.

The banquet hall instantly became extremely strange.

Sixteen people placed the gifts they were carrying directly in the center of the banquet hall, and then nodded quietly towards the God of War King and withdrew directly.

All eyes were focused on the gift brought by Lin Xuanyuan, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

The gift Lin Xuanyuan brought was very ordinary, but it was extremely unusual.

The gift is about two meters long and more than one meter wide, thick and sturdy, and the whole body is jet black, and in the festive banquet hall, it unscrupulously exudes a sense of death.

Coffin!

There are eight coffins, neatly placed in the banquet hall, exuding an indescribable horror atmosphere!

"All of them are good Liuzhou Nanmu coffins, a pair of millions of yuan, Mr. Lin's birthday, I thought about it for a long time, I don't know what gift to give, and finally I think about it, I can only send your whole family a good death, Mr. Lin, are you satisfied with my coffin?"

Send your whole family a good death.

Everyone at the scene trembled, and in Lin Xuanyuan's words, they clearly heard the kind of ferocious murderous machine that almost penetrated into the bone marrow!

Eight coffins!

Lin Fengxue's three daughters, two sons, plus Lin Fengxue's husband and wife, a total of seven people.

Who does the eighth coffin belong to?

People subconsciously glanced at Lin Murong, who was pale, and was shocked.

This Mrs. Lin, but there is also a brother who can no longer be described as a high and powerful person.

The whole family died

How dangerous is this statement?!

It's just devastating.

"Lin Xuanyuan, you madman!"

Lin Murong, whose whole brain was blank, finally reacted, his face was pale, his eyes were unprecedentedly angry and resentful, he stared at Lin Xuanyuan deadly, suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed out the door, and screamed: "Get out of here!"

Lin Xuanyuan glanced at Lin Murong coldly, and the cold and crazy murderous intent in his eyes instantly shut up Lin Mu.

He turned his head to look at Lin Fengxue, smiled faintly, patted the black coffin next to him and said, "Mr. Lin, smile." ”