"Gu Cheng, he transferred the land in Huayuan to Gaotian shares." Ye Tingying folded his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall, and spoke in a deep voice.

"What?!" Tang Zhuque's sudden cry was more disturbing than the knock on the door just now.

Ye Tingying raised her eyebrows slightly, how could this woman's reaction be so excessive. This is not a very surprising thing. Gu Cheng planned to use the single project in Huayuan to blackmail her into telling her of her whereabouts from the beginning. The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind! The conversation between Gu Cheng and her, what the two talked about, he knew everything, but he didn't pick it out.

Tang Zhuque's sleepy insects all ran away, she scratched her head, her face was full of surprise, and asked, "No, what reason does Gu Cheng have for this." When the initial approval came down, we Tang Jian followed the rules and quickly prepared all the information, and there was no mistake, why did he change the approval document and transfer the land to Gaotian shares? ”

"It's funny, and the widow is not the one who hits the street, so you have to ask him. For the sake of your recent coaxing grandpa to be very happy, I will come over to inform you. Since you wake up, don't sleep, go back to wash your face, accompany the widow down to breakfast, and open your eyes! Ye Tingying bowed her head and pinched her cheek lightly.

The slight pain in her cheeks allowed her sleepy eyes to open, and the man above her head, with a faint smell of mint toothpaste in his mouth, looked refreshed in a blue loungewear.

At two or three o'clock in the morning, it was because of the noise of tinkling and ding dong from his room that she could not sleep well. This man probably didn't sleep much, but he was in such good spirits. There is a huge disparity between men and women, not to mention that he is physically strong, he may not sleep for a few days and nights, and there is nothing wrong at all.

may not have enough sleep and poor appetite, Tang Zhuque simply picked up a bowl of porridge, and he couldn't eat more.

Ye Zhiyue walked downstairs in small steps and said hello, "Brother, sister-in-law, morning." ”

Aunt Lin, who was waiting on the side, served a bowl of hot porridge to Miss and asked with concern, "Miss, didn't you sleep last night?" The face is not very good. ”

Aunt Lin's question made Ye Tingying, who was drinking porridge with his head down, immediately raise his head, he looked at his sister, and then said in a low voice, "Zhiyue, don't worry about brother, Ling Xiaolun doesn't dare to do anything to me yet." Now, there is no one around him except Miao Wei. ”

Ye Zhiyue nodded, and after thanking Aunt Lin, she raised her sleeves, lowered her head, took a small sip, and drank porridge slowly.

The two brothers and sisters of the Ye family almost didn't speak at the dinner table, and their eating movements were as elegant as the British prince and princess, and it can be seen that their tutors when they were young should have been very good. It is said that ten years ago, the Ye couple unfortunately rushed into the sea while driving and both drowned. Counting up, Ye Zhiyue was thirteen years old that year, Ye Tingying was at most twenty years old, and the two brothers and sisters lost their father and mother at the same time, pitiful! No wonder their two siblings have such a good relationship.

Tang Zhuque looked at the sister-in-law who had no smiling face, and felt a little emotional and sympathetic.

After the three of them finished breakfast, Ye Tingying looked at her sister who had gone upstairs in advance, pulled Tang Zhuque's wrist, and reprimanded in a low voice, "That sister-in-law, Zhiyue is really screaming in vain." Seeing that she was so unhappy, she didn't know how to ask a few words of concern? ”

It was a completely reprimanding tone, Tang Zhuque was a little unhappy, she was about to ask a few words of concern, but the two brothers and sisters were so quiet to eat, where could she open her mouth, she thought about it, and asked visitively, "Is Ling Xiaolun at the Willis Hotel, punching you with that man?" What's your grudge? ”

Ye Zhiyue has insomnia, and her anxiety should also be for her eldest brother's grudge against the man, she has to ask it clearly, so as not to say something she shouldn't say when she gets it.

"Ernai Bapo! I can't ask you more about the affairs of the widow! It's not good to accompany Zhiyue and coax her to be happy, the 30 billion, don't think of giving it to you again. Unexpectedly, Ye Tingying threw down two or three cold sentences and strode upstairs.

It's just a matter of asking two questions, don't you need to say that she is not a gossip - Tang Zhuque was stunned with anger, and he was powerless to refute. The 30 billion is a bargaining chip that completely determines Tang Jian's future to be on an equal footing with Gaotian shares, and he must not be sloppy. She walked upstairs quickly and knocked lightly on Ye Zhiyue's door.

Ye Zhiyue opened the door and smiled wryly, "Sister-in-law, brother, he asked you to come?" ”

"Well, yes, but I also want to see what you're unhappy about, so you can let me in and let's talk?" Tang Zhuque used a pleading tone, because people who are in a bad mood have always had little patience.

Ye Zhiyue hummed, and asked her to come into the house, "Sister-in-law, do you drink coffee?" Sorry, I only have two, Nestle and Blue Mountain, both of which are instant. ”

"No, I don't like coffee very much." Tang Zhuqi waved his hand.

Ye Zhiyue smiled, went to the pantry, took out the porcelain white coffee cup from the cabinet, cushioned the plate, poured boiling water into the cup, rinsed and warmed the cup, then tore off the packet of instant coffee powder, poured it into the coffee cup, added half a cup of boiling water, picked up the coffee spoon and stirred a few times. Those movements were so natural that brewing this instant coffee was probably part of her daily life.

"Sister-in-law, sit down." Ye Zhiyue came to the sofa with a cushion plate in both hands, bent down and put the cushion plate containing the coffee cup on the tea table, and sat down side by side in the sofa.

The fragrant smell of coffee quickly wafted into Tang Zhuque's nose, and the smell was pleasant.

Two or three minutes passed, and neither woman spoke, and the atmosphere was a little strange.

"Zhiyue, have you drunk a lot of coffee?" Tang Zhuque could only find something to say.

"Hehe, I've tried almost every brand of coffee. Moga coffee is smooth, but too sweet; Mocha has a soft and sour taste, and the sweetness is just right; The cappuccino is also smooth, but the bitterness is not very palatable; Latte, without milk, is not like coffee at all; Nestle, I don't feel anything if I drink too much; Today, my favorite is the Blue Mountains imported from Brazil. Ye Zhiyue took the coffee cup, took a few sips, and then, her face showed a touch of comfort.

Tang Zhuque couldn't answer anything for a while, she only knew a little about red wine, and almost didn't drink coffee. Fortunately, Ye Zhiyue continued to take the conversation, "Sister-in-law, I just can't sleep, it's nothing, don't worry." It's just that Brother Ling came back to Haisha this time, obviously to take revenge, and I was worried that he would be unfavorable to my brother. Brother Ling will take revenge if he has revenge, and he is not afraid of death, and his marksmanship is very accurate. ”

Brother Ling, Ling Xiaolun? By the way, in the suite of the Willis Hotel, the strange man who helped her could not be the gun demon who was famous for the Haisha gang seven or eight years ago-the Ling's Night Stalker? Tang Zhuque had an epiphany, and his brain seemed to be excited.

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Ling Xiaolun was once the largest gangster in Southeast Asia, and the sworn brother and right-hand man of Hu Hu, the owner of Tiger Roaring Hall. At the age of eighteen, his marksmanship was like a god, ruthless and brutal, not afraid of death or Yama, which consolidated Hu Hu's supremacy in the Tiger Roaring Hall and won the awe of the brothers.

I heard that at the age of 27, Ling Xiaolun turned against Hu Hu for the sake of a woman he liked, and in vain he thought of his feelings, he designed to smuggle Hu Hu to Tiger Roaring Hall's number one rival, the Italian mafia, to borrow a knife to kill people and replace him as the head of Tiger Roaring Hall.

After sitting on the throne of the hall master, Ling Xiaolun changed the name of Tiger Roaring Hall to Ling Xiao Tang, with the help of the huge power of the Italian mafia, he tried his best to suppress and take the opportunity to win over the gangs around the world, and in less than two years, Ling Xiao Tang has become a gang second only to the Italian mafia.

Two or three years later, after Ling Xiaotang grew under the leadership of Ling Xiaolun, it not only occupied the gray industries such as pornography, drugs, gambling, entertainment, and lending in Haisha City, but also used its own gangster power to threaten and induce the board of directors of some family companies to make an exception to let them become shareholders without capital, and the poisonous palm gradually infected many family businesses-

In those years, when it came to Ling Xiaotang and Ling Xiaolun, whether it was a wealthy family or an ordinary person, everyone was terrified and scolded constantly behind their backs.

Often, things are impermanent! It has been less than three years since he opened his teeth and claws in Haisha, Ling Xiaotang suddenly collapsed, and his forces were torn apart, and Ling Xiaolun left Haisha for no reason and disappeared in the underworld, I am afraid it has been four or five years ago.

Ling Xiaolun has: Gun Demon - Ling's Night Owl, this title is because he was born a qualified executioner, and there are definitely many people who have been killed or injured under his gun. Wounding and killing someone is naturally a crime. It's just that the gangsters are far from being restricted by the law and commented on justice.

These things are by no means hearsay, and Tang Zhuque has witnessed many things.

Ten years ago, she was a high school student. In the wide old street near Haisha Middle School, which has been abandoned and uninhabited, for a period of time, there are often many men with knives and sticks fighting hard, some of them are still very young, they look like they are only in their teens and twenties, and they are still teenagers. Many teenagers in the fight shouted the slogans of gun demons and night owls.

Parents are very worried, every time they ask the driver Uncle Ming to come and pick her up, seeing those fighting scenes, Uncle Ming will always shake his head and sigh, and reprimand in a sad tone, "Alas, Ling Xiaolun, the big devil, and the gang of Tiger Roaring Hall don't know how many children have been harmed, they just don't know how much they are not sensible, seeing their children like this, how sad their parents should be——"

In fact, at that time, there were still some underworld forces in Haisha City, which were generally just underground casinos of all sizes, entertainment venues, and even a group of people who made a living from the catering industry and food stalls, which could also be called a gang that dominated one side. There is no doubt that those battles for turf were won by the Tiger Roaring Hall centered on Ling Xiaolun. Since then, Haisha City has been dominated by the Tiger Roaring Hall, but it has sacrificed many of its subordinates, many including teenagers who are just ignorant yet.

Perhaps, in Ling Xiaolun's eyes, injuring others and taking people's lives may not be a big deal, but it's a very idle thing-

No wonder, when she was at the Willis Hotel that time, Ye Tingying would say that her life was really hard, she didn't quite understand what it meant at the time, but now she understands it very well. However, where is her fate, she is lucky, the Bodhisattva blesses, thank you gods! If Ling Xiaolun was too vigilant and moved her fingers, her head would definitely be blasted open by a missile, and blood would flow!

Wow wow! That didn't long ago, I just rolled at the ghost gate! Tang Zhuque remembered that day, Ling Xiaolun pointed a gun at her head, that gloomy and stern face, and screamed in his heart, and couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp-