85_85289The atmosphere in the box immediately became delicate.

All eight people sat in chairs, and no one spoke.

Feng Jingyao sighed and broke the immersion first, bent down to push the cake down in front of Mr. Fu, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu knows that I don't like to eat sweets, not to mention that I am old now, either high blood pressure or high blood sugar, let alone sweets." ”

Mr. Fu sat on the main seat with a smile, with the expression of a second uncle.

The third young master was still pinching his signature move, squeezing his eyebrows at Chen Jing.

Chen Jing ignored him at all, and laughed very silly and innocently.

He said to the old woman behind Mr. Fu, "Auntie, can you help me get a few more plates?" ”

The old woman asked, "How many?" ”

Chen Jing lowered his head, like a primary school student, and counted with his fingers for a long time, everyone looked at him, and then he stretched out a finger.

The third young master raised his eyebrows, and felt that this product was looking for fault.

Today is a Hongmen banquet, and he knows what the old guy has in mind from receiving Mr. Fu's call. Mr. Fu invited a few more big men to put pressure on them. And he divided a piece of cake into five portions, and unfairly distributed it to the three big brothers with heads and faces.

Isn't this obvious, Mr. Fu compared the cake to Pengcheng, and Feng Jingyao gave the cake to Mr. Fu, which is reasonable. Because he was originally Mr. Fu's person.

Chen Jing, this guy crossed his fingers and counted for a long time, obviously playing cute and cheap, deliberately disgusting them. But what does it mean to ask for a plate, does he want to give a piece to Mr. Fu?

Giving Mr. Fu a piece of cake is equivalent to giving up a piece of space. The third young master was a little confused about what he was thinking.

The old woman brought the plate, but Chen Jing shook his head and said, "Take a small one." ”

Then the old woman went back and got a small one for him.

Chen Jing said thank you very politely, stood up and grabbed the knife from Mr. Fu almost against the table, and scratched it very carefully on the cake.

Everyone was watching to see what tricks he was up to.

Chen Jing paddled for a long time, and he divided the two large cakes into more than a dozen pieces, and then divided a small piece of cake into a small plate. He smiled at the cute little girl very lovingly and kindly, brought a piece of cake to her, and asked, "Little sister, do you like to eat cakes?" ”

The cute little girl didn't speak at all, her expression didn't change, she didn't look at him, she slowly took the cake, stuffed it into her mouth, and ate all over her face.

Chen Jing frowned and said, "Eat slowly, don't worry, brother has a lot of cakes here." ”

Then he was very polite, and said to the old woman, "Trouble pour a glass of water." ”

The cute little girl looked like she had never eaten cake at all, and she didn't have a spoon, holding the plate in both hands, and her whole face was buried in the cake. Chen Jing smiled, and also grabbed a piece and gnawed it.

After she finished eating a piece, Chen Jing gave her another piece. I ate three pieces in a row, and no one spoke during the process.

After the little girl finished eating, she still looked at the cake in her hand blankly, Chen Jing shook her head, took a few tissues, wiped the little girl's face clean, her expression changed, her tone was a little cold and hard, and said: "You can't eat anymore, be careful to eat too much." ”

There is no good stubble at this table, of course, I know that he has something to say. It seems to be talking about the little girl, but in fact, I will talk to Mr. Fu. Sue him, don't be greedy, the cake in his hand can't be shared with him.

But knowing that when you should pretend to be stupid, you have to pretend to be stupid, Feng Jingyao smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, and everyone who saw him felt that he was a great good person. But what he said didn't look like a good thing, he said: "Brother Chen, the little girl is full, but there are so many people at this table, but there are still people who haven't eaten." ”

Chen Jing smiled, he stood up and bent down, brought all the cakes in front of Mr. Fu and the third young master's cakes to himself, and picked up the meal knife to divide it.

The three cakes were divided into dozens by him, which were smaller than the cute little girl's food.

Pushing the middle of the cake, Chen Jing said generously: "Eat, so many cakes can be eaten casually, everyone has a share." I said Mr. Fu, you are too stingy, so many people just have such a piece of cake, and they don't even have a dish. ”

The corners of Fu Zhong's eyes jumped, they were all old people, they were called Chengfu when they played, and they were called sharp. But Chen Jing didn't play his cards according to the routine at all, he was stunned and didn't follow the usual path, and he was blindly stirring.

At this time, Tu Wan spoke, looked at Chen Jing, and asked lightly, "You killed Lao Jiu?" ”

Tu Wan didn't say Du Jiuye, nor did he call Du Jiuye's name, but said Lao Jiu.

Chen Jing grinned and said innocently: "He committed suicide by jumping off the building, it has nothing to do with me, I just happened to be at the scene." ”

Tu Wan is still the old god, as if he is saying a trivial thing, and he says without a little feeling: "It's good to die, this ungrateful thing should have died a long time ago." Then he changed his voice, and said, "But he is my brother after all." ”

Chen Jing smiled and did not express an opinion. He was actually not familiar with Du Jiuye, and he didn't know about the entanglement between their brothers, at most, he had seen Tu Wan's name in the pile of materials that pretended to be shown to him.

However, looking at the meaning of Tu Wan's words, I'm afraid this matter is not over yet. Obviously, this old guy must have come from a bad place.

The gray-haired Tu Wan said to himself: "More than ten years ago, the old man's daughter was kidnapped by the enemy, I once said, whoever can find my daughter, I promised to help him do one thing." Since Lao Jiu asked Pozi to send his daughter to me, even if he lost his conscience and killed several of my brothers. Now that he's dead, the old man has to keep his promise. ”

Chen Jing lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and looked at him with a smile.

Tu Wan said: "The family business laid by the brothers, Lao Jiu didn't keep it, let others rob it, the old man has nothing to say, he can only blame him for being stupid." But now that I'm back, I owe an account to my dead brothers. ”

Chen Jing asked, "What do you want?" ”

Tu Wan laughed, his momentum was even worse, and he said very domineeringly: "More than ten years ago, I laid a huge family business with my brothers, and now although Lao Jiu is dead, but my things, without my permission, who took it away, how to return it!" ”

Chen Jing glanced at the three old men, his expression also changed, arrogant and domineering, and said-for-tat with him: "Since you want to take it, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." ”

The atmosphere in the box became tense. Chen Jing talked to Tu Wan for a long time, and the others became spectators.

Mr. Fu looked at the two of them with a smile, his goal today has been achieved, and he can't let them fight in front of the three big masters. These two people are more arrogant than the other, they don't care if there is an official or not, but he can't care less.

Fu Zhong said with a smile: "Mr. Tu is angry, today is my birthday, please give me a face." We'll talk about it later. ”

Then he said to the old woman behind him, "Tell the waiter to serve the food, and everyone eat." ”

Chen Jing glared at Tu Wan, snorted coldly, and said very ungracefully: "I'm sorry I'm not in the mood to eat, let's go first." ”

After saying that, he didn't care what the others said, and left in a big way.

The third young master also smiled, stretched out his orchid finger and said, "Oh, Xiao Chen Jing, you are waiting for others!" ”

Then, without talking to anyone else, the thing ran out