85_85289 Chen Jing greeted the eighth generation of the ancestor of the third young master in his heart.

After a turn of his mind, he smiled without changing his face, and said cheekily: "I didn't bring a gift, but what I brought was a sincere blessing, and besides, Mr. Fu hadn't seen anything, so he would definitely not care about my gift, not to mention that a sincere blessing is better than a false gift." ”

He didn't know how many people he had offended by this, at least the brows of those present were inadvertently raised.

"Okay." Mr. Fu laughed, as if he really believed his words, and said happily: "It is worthy of being a character who can force Du Jiuye to commit suicide by jumping off the building, and the hero is a teenager, which is really admirable." We old guys can't be convinced. ”

Chen Jing raised his eyebrows, not hearing that he was praising him. There were six people sitting in the box, and three were officials. Mr. Fu picked him up in front of them, obviously not at ease.

Sure enough, Director Sun snorted coldly and said, "Du Jiu, an arrogant fool. If it weren't for his brothers, would he still want to be the master? It's just a gangster, no matter how awesome it is, it's also an old gangster. ”

Chen Jing frowned, of course he didn't think that Du Jiuye had any ability, and he didn't even think that he had any city government. Scheming means are even more inadequate, just a few small means forced him to commit suicide, this Nima not to mention the city, I feel that my IQ is not very high.

However, he felt so much because he felt so, an outsider said this about Du Jiu, and even belittled him like him. Chen Jing glanced at Deputy Director Sun and ignored him. As soon as he entered the door and saw this battle, he understood what the old fox was thinking.

He didn't care, deliberately disgusted Mr. Fu, and asked: "Mr. Fu, didn't Mei'er celebrate your birthday today, why didn't you see Mei'er, did Mei'er buy you a gift?" ”

In one sentence, Mr. Fu's eyebrows trembled. Who doesn't know that he loves his baby daughter the most, for so many years, except for him and his dead wife, no one has ever dared to call Fu Meier that way in front of him. What's more, being called so cordial by Chen Jing.

A fox is a fox, Mr. Fu's face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he smiled: "Today's banquet is all old friends, just to chat and reminisce, she is a girl who doesn't like this kind of occasion, and she can't stay." ”

Chen Jing's face is dead, and he has to be entangled. The door of the box suddenly opened, and an old man and a young man walked in. The old man has gray hair, dirty and unkempt, wears a blue-gray cloth and black cloth shoes. He looked to be in his sixties, with wrinkles on his face, calloused hands, and even a little sallow.

The girl was very neatly packed, wearing a pink short gown, a denim dress outside, and her little face was white, but her eyes were very dull and cute.

Chen Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the gray-haired old man.

The old man's eyes were sharp, almost shining. In him, that aura is very strong, there is no doubt that the old man is a practitioner, I am afraid he is still a super master.

The old man also glanced at him, and the sharp light in his eyes flashed. Looking at each other, Chen Jing felt like he was facing a dormant beast, ready to pounce on him and tear his throat at any moment.

Nima, who is this old fellow, who has such a big hatred with me. Chen Jing muttered in his heart, he obviously didn't know the old man, let alone the girl, it was the first time he had seen him.

But soon he knew why the gray-haired old man looked at him like this, because there was another man in front of the door, the limping old slope!

Lao Pozi came with the gray-haired old man, and the zombie face no longer looked cold and hard like a second uncle, but became a little low-eyebrow and pleasing to the eye.

Chen Jing was shocked, and then looked at the gray-haired old man, and his heart was clear.

Feelings, this old immortal rescuer!

There were seven people sitting at the table, one deputy mayor, two deputy directors, three underground power bosses, and one Mr. Fu. The gray-haired old man took the girl's hand, didn't lift his eyes, and sat down on another chair by himself.

Even if he didn't have any expression on his face, his mouth didn't open. But that arrogant and domineering arrogance is vividly embodied, and in the face of the three big masters, he is still the kind of attitude that Lao Tzu is the best in the world.

Even though his eyes were slightly closed and he sat in a chair, the murderous aura on his body was still breathtaking.

Mr. Fu introduced with a smile: "This is Tu Wan, Mr. Tu." ”

Vice Mayor Xia's expression was slightly stunned, and the faces of the two deputy directors changed. looked at the old man with a complicated expression. In the ten eyes, there are seven points of surprise, two points of fear, and one point of intriguing. Whether they are from Pengcheng or not, they have also stayed in this coastal city for more than ten or twenty years. They have naturally heard of the reputation of Tu Wan Tu Boss, and it is deafening.

More than ten years ago, the underground forces in Pengcheng were not as three-legged as they are now, and the four districts were all in the hands of one person, which could be described as a real one-handed cover. It was he who led his seven brothers to stir up the wind and rain in Pengcheng, and in just a few years, he stirred up Pengcheng like an iron bucket. Even three districts were caught in their hands.

At that time, it was a chaotic and turbulent era, and the prestige of the massacre was well-known, and mentioning his name made children stop crying, even if the poultry saw him, they were incontinent.

If it weren't for the death of several of his brothers one after another, and later he also became insane, Peng Cheng probably wouldn't have anything to do with Mr. Fu, let alone the Third Young Master and Chen Jing.

In front of Boss Tu, don't talk about the two deputy directors, even if the mayor sees the old one, he will give three points of face.

Vice Mayor Xia nodded with a smile, and the two deputy directors had already stood up and politely greeted him, nodding a little. The official master's shelf has long been thrown out of the clouds.

Back then, when Tu Wan's brothers were almost single-handedly covering the sky in Pengcheng, they were still crawling in the sub-bureau, and now they are already the deputy director of the Municipal Bureau, and now they are not as good as they were back then, Tu Wan has to give some face no matter what he says.

But Tu Wan still had the posture that no one was in his eyes, his eyes were slightly closed, and he sat on the chair next to Chen Jing without raising his eyes.

The faces of the two deputy directors were attached to the cold buttocks of the people, and they looked embarrassed.

Feng Jingyao hurriedly changed the topic and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, since everyone is here, is it time to serve the food?" ”

Fu Zhong also smiled, and said: "Of course, whether it's my birthday today or not, since everyone is here, it's better for me to be born a few months early." ”

He personally opened the cake box, took out a meal knife and scratched the cake a few times, and the cake of more than 30 inches was divided into five pieces. Then he took out three plates, and put a piece on the first plate and handed it to Feng Jingyao.

The other two plates were put on each plate with two pieces, one was pushed to the third young master, and the other was pushed to Chen Jing.

There were eight people at a table, but the cake was only divided among three people!