"She looks like there's a silver needle on the top of her head, should I pull it out?" Lin Xing hesitated for a moment and decided to ask Huo Qiaoqiao's opinion first.

"Silver needle?" Huo Qiaoqiao on the other end of the phone was taken aback: "She was controlled by someone with Miao Jiang's secret Gu!" Sky! Who did it? ”

Lin Xing's heart moved, and he said coldly: "It is said that the only people who know the secret Gu of Miao Jiang in the Central Plains are the people of your Huo family. ”

"You don't doubt me, do you?" Huo Qiaoqiao was a little aggrieved and said: "You made me break out of the cocoon and be reborn, how could I still carry you behind your back to harm people!" ”

"I'm sorry, I thought too much." Hearing her earnest words, Lin Xing couldn't help but say a little apologetically, "Okay, don't care who played the Gu on her, do I want to pull out the needle now?" ”

"Pull out the needle, and Guan Ting will recover herself. However, if you pull the needle out, she will completely forget what happened during this time, and then you will not be able to find out who is behind it! ”

Lin Xing understood what she meant, and looked at Zhu Hongyu who was looking angry with a deep groan, "Okay, I understand, I'll take care of this matter." After saying that, I wanted to hang up the phone.

Huo Qiaoqiao said hurriedly: "Don't hang up the phone yet, you ...... When will you come to me again? ”

"Uh...... Do you miss me? Still is...... Or do you want to think about it? ”

"What do you say! I just miss you, do you really think I'm a woman who wants to be dissatisfied? Huo Qiaoqiao was ashamed and anxious, and said with a crying voice: "I used to be just controlled by others, thinking that when this life was over, I would break the jar and break it, I ...... it."

Hearing her anxiousness, Lin Xing couldn't help but soften in his heart, and said softly: "Okay, okay, I'll tease you, and when I'm done dealing with some things, I'll go to you." ”

"Well, you hurry up. The old man of the Zhou family is dead, and Zhou Shaoxiong's tonic is out of supply, and he won't live long in prison. In addition to the original logistics business as usual, I also plan to open a production line to mass-produce Miao medicine that cures diseases and saves people. Huo Qiaoqiao said flatteringly.

"Uh...... Lin's Enterprise? Damn, that's too high-profile, isn't it? Lin Xing cried and laughed: "Forget it, let's talk about this matter after we meet, I'll hang up the phone first if there is nothing else." ”

"Also, that Secretary Zhang was driven away by me, I said, it will only belong to you in the future."

"Yes, good." Lin Xing hung up the phone. Thinking of Zhang Bobo, I couldn't help but have another wave of doubts.

"Ge Laozi, little ghost, are you still talking about the phone?" The short-tempered Zhu Hongyu finally couldn't help it, knocked on the chair with a crutch again and again, and said loudly: "When the sky falls, you have to eat first!" What about the little ghost surnamed Wen? Bowu, you go and ask him to serve the food again, Lao Tzu is hungry, Lao Tzu wants to eat! Drink! ”

"I'll go." Zhu Bowu hurriedly answered and walked out quickly.

Lin Xing glanced at the insect corpse on the ground, and said, "Old man, looking at the red-eyed grasshopper in this place, can you still eat it?" ”

"So what?" Zhu Hongyu stared, "I think when Lao Tzu was fighting, he still sat in the pile of dead people and gnawed on cowhide shoes!" This fried grasshopper was ordered by Lao Tzu himself! ”

"Damn, the mouth is so good!" Lin Xing gave him a thumbs up and muttered in a low voice, "No wonder you have to use a wheelchair now, and your food is too miscellaneous, eating grasshoppers?" Why didn't you let the grasshoppers eat you? ”

A short time later, a waiter came in and pinched his nose to clean up the insect corpses on the ground.

Lin Xing saw that although he was wearing the waiter's Tang costume and trousers, his steps were light and his eyes were sharp, and the Secret Dao Wen family was worthy of being a family of ancient martial arts inheritance, and anyone who ran the hall was a master. Now that he has been reduced to taking orders to be Qi Yanran's bodyguard, it can be seen that he has not yet become a bodyguard.

After a while, Zhu Bowu and Wenlong personally came in with two trays.

Wen Long grinned while putting the exquisite dishes on the table: "Obediently, the head-lowering technique is really evil, when that severed hand is burned, it will actually 'squeak and squeak', like a child crying!" ”

Lin Xingzheng grabbed the chopsticks and stretched out to a plate of vinegared cabbage, and when he heard the words, he "snapped" and slapped the chopsticks: "Can you not talk about this at this time?" Don't let people eat? ”

"Okay, good, don't say it, don't say it." Wen Long stuck out his tongue, he also knew that it was very unappetizing to say this at the dinner table, but when he burned his hands just now, the shock brought to him by that scene was too great, so he unconsciously said it.

Seeing that he had shut up, Lin Xingcai picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a chopstick vinegared cabbage and put it into his mouth. After smashing it a few times, I think it is really crispy and delicious.

Looking at the rest of the plates, they are all ordinary home-cooked dishes, including shredded pork in Beijing sauce, radish, steamed white fish and boiled pork slices.

Cooking is no better than other professions, and it is a real master who can make ordinary ingredients delicious.

Wen Long, the somewhat witty temporary head of the Wen family, is indeed a master of cooking.

After the chaos just now, Zhu Hongyu didn't care about it, knocked on the chair with a stick, and said loudly: "Xiao Lei, Xiao Feng, you guys should also sit together." You're all hungry, so hurry up and eat hard! ”

Seeing that there was no food and no wine on the table, the old man lost his temper again: "Wen family ghost, you bring wine to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to drink!" To be high, good, liquor! ”

Wen Long rubbed his hands on the apron in front of him, and looked at Zhu Bowu with some embarrassment: "Old man, can you still drink with this body?" ”

"I said yes, you can go! Just go! Zhu Hongyu's crutches paused again and again, if it wasn't for a table, I'm afraid it would have fallen on Wen Long's head.

Seeing Zhu Bowu nodding helplessly, Wen Long shrugged and smiled, and strode out.

After a while, he walked in with two huge clay jars: "Oh, that is, Grandpa Zhu, you are here, and I am willing to sacrifice these two old old white gan'er." Let's drink as much as we can today, and you can pack and take the rest. It's my little devil who honors you. As he spoke, he slapped open the mud seal of an earthen jar.

Smelling the aroma of wine, Zhu Hongyu grinned. Lin Xing muttered in his heart: "This Wenlong is indeed a dead man, I heard Lai Xingxing say that in order to please the Zhu family, other families are eager to marry all the women of the family to marry, he is good, and the two jars are in vain to send the old family master." ”

Thinking that day in Xinhai Dragon Palace, Wen Long refused to accept Qi Shilling's 20 million check, Lin Xing sighed again, and felt that this temporary head of the Wen family was indeed very characterful.

"Hey, slut star, you can put the bullet matter aside for a while, and at this time, feed this old cow some bone grass!" The barbecued pork bun suddenly reminded, "Since their family is powerful, let's feed him little by little, so that he thinks that you are a god and has a request for you, so that he can help you do things in the future." ”