"Since the big boss wants to say this, I have nothing to say!"

The corners of Hua Dongliu's mouth rose slightly, and his upright body stood up quietly, and the invisible momentum made him harmless to the humans and animals when he spoke just now, although his expression was still tepid, but anyone present could feel a suffocating pressure.

If a man can't get the momentum he should have at a critical moment, don't quibble about what heroes don't suffer from immediate losses, in fact, they are soft eggs and incompetent, and this kind of person is what Feng Yuanzheng disdains the most to face, and finally met an interesting young man who doesn't let common sense play cards, Feng Yuanzheng is quite excited in his heart, although he has been in the underworld for decades, although he gradually fades out of the rivers and lakes, but the dark side buried in the depths of his heart has an uncontrollable tendency once it is stimulated.

The situation of the scene is particularly weird, strictly speaking, the saber rattling, the lone side seems to be weak, but people can't see any timidity at all, it's just too calm, many people who watch the excitement are wondering, is this guy really three heads and six arms, and the back-stage is even harder than the owner of this teahouse?

It was Yuan Jiasheng who was trembling, although the big boss of the teahouse seemed to be trying his best to protect himself today, but he felt insecure about Hua Dongliu's methods.

"Friend, be forgiving and forgiving!" A hoarse and magnetic voice ghostly reached everyone's ears, and the already mysterious hall was eerily silent because of the arrival of this voice.

A bewitching young man walked in with a steady step, and it seemed that it was difficult to find any words to describe him except for bewitching, and the visual impact was even stronger than that of a beautiful woman who had captivated the country and the city. The bewitching temperament can't hide the kind of aura that only the superior has on his body, although he doesn't say that he is killing in all directions, but the powerful aura is enough to suffocate people.

Hua Dongliu doesn't understand, why does a man look like this? It's just a demon, even more demonic than yourself!

The appearance of the demonic youth, the big boss Feng Yuanzheng was like walking on thin ice as if he was on the edge of the abyss, "Wei Dashao, blame Feng for the poor management of such a thing in the teahouse, I hope it didn't disturb your Yaxing." ”

When the big boss shouted out that Wei Dashao, many people present were shocked, and a shocking electric current swayed in the bodies of many people.

In Yanjing City, who else can be called Wei Dashao? What other Wei Dashao can make the big boss behind the scenes of Lao She Teahouse so groveling?

Wei Wuji, the spiritual leader of the princelings in Yanjing City, China, a young man who controls the fate of tens of millions of people, is believed and worshiped by countless people, and is like a god-like existence in Yanjing.

The prince was angry, although it was not as exaggerated as the millions of floating corpses, but it was just a matter of a snap of his fingers to turn this painstakingly run teahouse into ashes, Feng Yuanzheng glared at Yuan Jiasheng fiercely, the culprit, if there was any bad impact today, it was bound to dismantle this house.

Fate was so arranged, Hua Dongliu met with the leader of the Yanjing princelings, the largest underground force in China, by chance.

When the deep eyes of the two men are intertwined, a sense of déjà vu makes Hua Dongliu a little inexplicable, obviously a stranger, but it seems familiar, why is this? Have you seen it before?

Wei Wujian ignored Feng Yuanzheng, who was sincerely afraid, his eyes never left Hua Dongliu, and an unimaginably bright smile appeared on his bewitching face, and said: "It's better to be like this, this matter is settled, I invite a friend to have a cup of weak tea?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the bodyguards who were waiting behind the prince were dumbfounded, even Feng Yuanzheng was no exception, why could a stomp of his feet make the prince of the entire capital turn the sky so kind and pleasant to a young man who was completely unfamiliar?

The prince's invitation to tea was the most noble courtesy in the eyes of all those in Yanjing City who regarded Wei Wujian as a spiritual idol, and perhaps they were all looking forward to such a day. And being called a friend by the prince is the dream of many children in Yanjing City.

Unexpectedly, the strange young man in front of him became God's favorite like stepping on dog shit, and everyone's eyes converged on Hua Dongliu's body, but it was a pity that they were clumsy, and they really couldn't see anything special about the person in front of them.

"Wei Dashao, this?" Feng Yuanzheng looked stunned and said cautiously.

"What's wrong with this? I think it's wrong to have a relationship with him, so what's wrong with inviting him to a cup of weak tea? Wei Wuji's tone was very sincere, he looked at Hua Dongliu and said, "I just don't know if my friend can appreciate this face?" ”

Hua Dongliu looked at the strange eyes cast by everyone, surprised by the influence of this Wei Da Shao, he is not an unenlightened person, if he really refuses this Wei Da Shao's invitation, he is afraid that he will be overwhelmed by the murderous eyes of these people, and said with a smile: "Don't drink free tea, don't drink it in vain!" ”

Wei Wujian smiled lightly, and made a gesture of invitation to Hua Dongliu in the midst of many incredible eyes.

Chinese teahouse private room, retro tea seats less modern atmosphere, classical and elegant decoration, the environment is more elegant and comfortable than the larger hall, one side of the clean and bright wall is also depicted a magnificent poem of Grandpa Mao "Qinyuan Spring? snow", and the soft lighting adds to the spice of tea tasting.

The big boss Feng Yuanzheng personally made a cameo as a waiter, and after arranging everything for the prince in an orderly manner, he did not forget to bow reverently to the prince before carefully withdrawing from the private room, and couldn't help but glance at the strange young man sitting opposite the prince again, but he couldn't guess his identity and origin.

The two sat opposite each other, Hua Dongliu did not hesitate to appreciate the Wei Dashao in front of him, without the arrogance of Dashao, on the contrary, he had a hearty temperament and was as big as the sea, which is the courage that a real hero man should have.

Hua Dongliu had already vaguely guessed the identity of this Wei Dashao, but he didn't break it, and it was good to know some things in his heart.

Wei Wujian took a sip of tea, with a touching smile on his bewitching face, a pair of incomparably empty eyes trying to find some clues on the other party, thinking of what happened in the hall just now, he asked with great interest: "If I don't dissuade you just now, I don't know what you will do next?" ”

What's next? Will it be as desperate as it once was, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha?

It's just that what didn't happen Hua Dongliu didn't want to think about it, put down the teacup gently, slowly rubbed his fingers against the purple sand teacup, and said with a smile: "This is someone's territory, Boss Feng is the big boss of this famous Laoshe teahouse, what else can I do with him?" Of course, they will choose to run away! Yes, the 36th strategy is the best policy, and this is the wisest choice. ”

Although he didn't hear the other party's sincere words, Wei Wujian laughed so indulgently and freely for the first time in his life, and seemed to be more and more interested in this young man, and asked, "Can I ask Your Excellency your name?" ”

Hua Dongliu shook his head, "I'm just an authentic little person, why should I mention my cheap name in front of Wen Dashao." ”

Wei Wujian seemed a little disappointed, and asked, "My friend doesn't seem to be from our northerners, I don't know where I am now?" ”

Hua Dongliu touched his nose with a wry smile and said, "To be honest, I'm just a jobless vagrant now, and I'm still the kind who eats and drinks." ”

Wei Wuji's deep eyes flashed with a different color, and he asked tentatively, "Has that friend ever thought about staying in Yanjing to develop?" ”

Wei Dashao undoubtedly threw an olive branch to Hua Dongliu, and it was the first time that the spiritual leader of the princelings, who was eager to learn more about a stranger, did not want to miss someone.

In Yanjing, if it were someone else, he would definitely be grateful if he was treated so well by the prince, and then immediately swore allegiance to the prince without hesitation. However, the person sitting opposite Wei Wujian is Hua Dongliu!

What is the world that Hua Dongliu wants? Sometimes he can't figure it out himself, and perhaps, anyone who wants Hua Dongliu can't afford it.

Hua Dongliu smiled bitterly: "I am a native of the south, and I will definitely be very unaccustomed to staying in the north for a long time." ”

……

In the private room of the teahouse, Hua Dongliu had been gone for some time, but Wei Wujian sat motionless in his chair, looking a little tired.

A curvy and plump woman walked in, a pair of eyes like a clear spring perfectly clamped on a delicate face, the clothing is neither flashy nor ignorant, does not chase the trend, does not care about luxury or famous brands, but advocates the perfect harmony between clothing and itself, the pursuit of a calm, quiet, elegant artistic conception.

It is said that women are made of water! That's right, this woman's body is vividly embodied, her tenderness is like water to the demonic young man in front of her, looking at Wei Wuji's eyes affectionately and confused, as if there is only this man left in this world.

The woman finally sighed softly.

"West Lake, you're here!" Wei Wujian finally sensed the existence of the woman.

Song Xihu, who was as gentle and graceful as water, silently poured out the excellent Tieguanyin tea that had already cooled in the man's cup, and then poured a cup of hot tea again, and finally couldn't help but say: "Everyone is gone, you don't have to regret it." ”

For the man in front of him who has been silently guarding for ten years, Song Xihu knows when not to disturb him and when to speak.

Wei Wujian shook his head, flicked the long hair in front of him to the side to reveal a perfect and bewitching face, and then turned his gaze to the perfect woman beside him.

The denser the tenderness in a woman's eyes, the more guilty Wei Wuji's heart becomes, this woman, he can give her anything, including his life, except for that simple love!

After a long time, Wei Wujian was still ready to say the decision that had been made a long time ago, "You should get engaged on National Day!" ”

Sometimes, a simple sentence can make a woman ecstatic, and conversely, a short sentence can push a perfect woman down the abyss.

Song Xixi's heart sank to the bottom, although she had already guessed this ending, and when she came here, she was fully prepared to accept this fact, but when she really heard such a verdict with her own ears, her heart was like a knife. I really want to cry out loud, but in front of this man, Song Xihu can't shed a single tear!

Is it true that you will not be rewarded for your efforts?

Could it be that this is the end of ten years of hard waiting?

Why push yourself to his younger brother?

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