At half past six that night, Xiao Ping came to Lin Zukang's villa on time. Although it is not the first time he has come, Xiao Ping will sigh at the scale and luxury of this place every time. As a wealthy man in Nanyang, Lin Zukang is indeed amazingly wealthy, otherwise he would never be able to afford to live in such a big villa.

Xiao Ping was led by the servant to the large terrace on the side of the villa near the sea, where the table had been set up, and Lin Zukang planned to feast Xiao Ping here.

The large terrace offers a panoramic view of the villa's backdrop, with a private beach and turquoise waters on one side and rugged mountains with dense forests on the other. As soon as Xiao Ping stepped on the terrace, he saw the wonderful scenery in front of him, and even his spirit was lifted, especially the fresh sea breeze blowing in his face, which blew away the heat of the day, which made people feel refreshed and happy.

Lin Zukang also likes the view of the terrace, so he will feast Xiao Ping here. Seeing Xiao Ping arrive, Lin Zukang, who was originally sitting, immediately stood up to greet him personally, and said to him with a smile: "Xiao Xiaoyou, thank you so much this time, I asked people to prepare a few small dishes with domestic flavors, and several dishes are made with your fairy pot products, how about tasting my chef skills in a while." ”

Xiao Ping smiled politely: "Mr. Lin, you are really polite. ”

"It should be, it should be. Lin Zukang, who had just got a good piece of wood, was in a good mood, smiled and invited Xiao Ping to sit down, and then ordered the maid to serve the food.

Although in Lin Zukang's words, he only prepared "a few small dishes", but when the maid served the dishes, Xiao Ping realized that the number of dishes he asked people to prepare was so large that even ten people could eat it. Although many of the ingredients used in the dishes seem ordinary, it is painstaking to see the cooking process. Xiao Ping has also been in contact with a celebrity chef like Cao Anbang. Naturally, he could see some clues, and he couldn't help but sigh that Lin Zukang had indeed put a lot of thought into this meal.

As the owner, Lin Zukang certainly wouldn't brag to Xiao Ping. How much effort did his own chef spend on preparing this meal, he just smiled and chatted with Xiao Ping.

It was at this time. Xiao Ping couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw a guy he knew before walking onto the terrace. This person is Lin Minghua, the boss of the Hong Kong Island Lin Group, who partnered with Luo Qian, the son of the county magistrate, to open a real estate company in Changfeng County, and wanted to bulldoze Xiaoping's Xianhu Farm to build a villa, and the relationship between the two parties was very tense for a while.

Of course, in the end, Xiao Ping still kept the farm, while Luo Qian and his father Luo County Magistrate were investigated because of this incident, and as a result, they were found to have violated many laws and disciplines, and they both went to prison. And this Lin Minghua is nowhere to be found. It is said that he returned to Hong Kong Island because of a business failure.

Later, Xiao Ping learned that this Lin Minghua was still Lin Zukang's relative, and Lin Zukang was Lin Minghua's uncle. This kind of relationship is not a very close relative in China at present, but the Chinese in Nanyang have always paid more attention to family relations, so the two are relatively close.

In fact, even the Hong Kong Island Lin Group under Lin Minghua's name was actually invested by Lin Zukang, and he Lin Minghua was just a puppet on the table. Because of this, Lin Minghua is trembling every time he sees Lin Zukang. After all, he knew that every qiē he had given it to Lin Zukang, in case he angered this clan uncle. It's a miserable end for me.

"Hello uncle, hello Mr. Xiao. As soon as Lin Minghua stepped on the terrace, he greeted the two with a smiling face, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Although Xiao Ping has had unpleasant encounters with this guy before. But after all, he is a relative of Lin Zukang. And now that this guy is smiling, Xiao Ping will not give him a look, and nod his head with the same smile: "Hello Mr. Lin." ”

It's that Lin Zukang didn't give this nephew a good look. Just now when he saw Lin Minghua cautiously walking onto the terrace, his brows furrowed. At this time, he said with a little unhappiness: "Minghua, didn't I give orders." I invited Xiao Xiaoyou to dinner tonight, I don't want anyone to disturb me!"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry. Lin Minghua hurriedly bowed his head and greeted Lin Zukang, and at the same time used this to hide the irrepressible resentment on his face.

Lin Minghua reluctantly controlled his feelings, and said in a more humble tone: "Uncle, I don't want to disturb the two of you, it's really because there is an urgent matter that you need to decide personally, so ......"

Since Lin Minghua said so, Lin Zukang couldn't scold him anymore, so he could only nod to Xiao Ping with a little apology, and then instructed his nephew: "If you have something, just say it!"

"Here's the thing...... Lin Minghua just started, and kept looking at Xiao Ping, who was sitting across the table, as if there was something unspeakable.

Xiao Ping is also the boss of the business, so he naturally understands what is going on when he sees this. What Lin Minghua is going to say next obviously involves trade secrets, and it is a little inappropriate to listen to it by himself.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ping stood up and smiled at Lin Zukang: "Mr. Lin, I want to go to the bathroom." ”

Of course, Lin Zukang also knew that Xiao Ping was leaving under the pretext to avoid embarrassment, and he could only smile at him: "Don't be polite to me here, just like your own home." ”

"Of course. Xiao Ping responded with a smile, then nodded to Lin Minghua, and left the terrace directly.

Seeing that Xiao Ping was walking away, Lin Minghua smiled flatteringly at Lin Zukang, and when he got closer, he didn't know what he was talking about.

Xiao Ping said that he was going to the bathroom, but after entering, he really just washed his hands. He didn't know how long Lin Zukang would talk to Lin Minghua, so he could only stand at the window of the corridor and watch the scenery.

Xiao Ping stood at the window for five minutes, and the time should be about the same, and then he walked to the terrace. However, before he had gone a few steps, he saw a young woman dressed in a maid's costume, turning from the other side with a tray in her hand, also walking towards the terrace.

Perhaps unexpectedly that there were others in the corridor, the young maid was startled by Xiao Ping and instinctively took half a step back. However, she seemed to accidentally twist her foot as she retreated, and after a low cry of pain, she leaned against the wall and could not walk.

Xiao Ping didn't expect things to turn out like this, considering that he was scared of others, he also stopped and asked in English, "Are you okay?"

"My foot is sprained and I can't walk. The maid also recognized Xiao Ping as the guest of Lin Zukang's banquet, and said in English that she was not very proficient in: "What can I do, Mr. Lin is waiting to drink the wine I sent, if it is late......"

Xiao Ping noticed that the maid's tray was filled with a bottle of domestic rice wine. Although Lim has been in Malaysia for decades, some tastes have not changed. For example, he likes to drink tea the most, and he only drinks yellow wine and doesn't like red wine, since this time he is inviting Xiao Ping to dinner, of course, this wine is also indispensable.

Seeing that the maid was anxious and scared, and even tears were about to come out, Xiao Ping couldn't help but feel soft, and said to her with a smile: "I'm just about to go over, why don't I help you bring the wine over." ”

"This ......" The maid hesitated for a moment, but still handed the tray to Xiao Ping, and finally did not forget to ask him: "Please explain to Mr. Lin, I am really injured." ”

"Don't worry, I'm also at fault for this, I believe Mr. Lin won't blame you. Xiao Ping smiled and comforted the maid, and then walked to the terrace with the tray.

The maid leaned against the wall and watched with gratitude as Xiao Ping left. However, after Xiao Ping turned and walked onto the terrace, a sneer flashed on her face, and then she left briskly.

When Xiao Ping returned to the terrace, Lin Zukang had already finished talking to Lin Minghua, and it seemed that Lin Minghua was about to leave. Seeing that Xiao Ping also brought a bottle of wine, a trace of surprise flashed on Lin Zukang's face, and he couldn't help but say to the housekeeper who was waiting beside him: "What's going on, how can you let the guests serve wine?!"

The housekeeper also saw the tray in Xiao Ping's hand, and hurriedly apologized to him: "Mr. Xiao, this is really embarrassing......"

"It's okay, it's okay. Xiao Ping himself didn't take this matter to heart, but said to Lin Zukang with a smile: "Just now I accidentally bumped into the maid who delivered wine, her foot was sprained and she couldn't walk, and I was worried that we didn't have any wine, so I brought the wine by the way." ”

Seeing that Xiao Ping himself didn't care, of course Lin Zukang would not ask about it relentlessly, but said with a smile: "Haha, speaking of which, I really want to take a few sips, Xiao Xiaoyou, you came in time." ”

Xiao Ping walked to the table with a smile, opened the bottle cap and poured half a glass of wine for Lin Zukang. Although Lin Zukang didn't even dare to say it, Xiao Ping didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, Lin Zukang can be Xiao Ping's grandfather at his age, and pouring him a glass of wine is also a sign of respect for the elderly.

However, because of Lin Zukang's humility, Xiao Ping's attention was distracted, so that he didn't notice the detail that the bottle cap had been opened.

"Although I have tasted all the fine wine, I still like to drink this rice wine the most, it has the taste of hometown. Lin Zukang picked up the wine glass and sighed, then took a big sip.

Since Xiao Ping returned to the terrace, Lin Minghua had not spoken, and had been watching his every move nervously. It was only at this time that Lin Minghua showed a relieved expression when he saw Lin Zukang take a sip of wine, and a smug smile appeared on his face. However, he hurriedly lowered his head, for fear of being seen by others.

Xiao Ping didn't have any special hobby for wine, and after pouring wine for Lin Zukang, he also poured a little for himself, and then sat back in his seat and toasted to Lin Zukang: "Mr. Lin, thank you for your hospitality, I will borrow flowers to offer you a glass!"

"You're welcome, it's my way of saying thank you. Lin Zukang also smiled and raised his glass to Xiao Ping: "Come, cheers!"

Saying these three words, Lin Zukang put the wine glass to his mouth, but before he could take another sip, his expression suddenly changed, revealing a very painful expression.

Before Xiao Ping, who noticed that the situation was wrong, opened his mouth to ask, Lin Zukang had already fallen on the table, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered. (To be continued......)