Chapter 183: I Still Prefer Qinglan
"Wait."
Le Yu suddenly thought of a possibility: "What if not?" What if I heard that Gu really just wanted to take this opportunity to kill the young descendants of the Nine Great Chamber of Commerce? In addition to listening to the morning, the Tingjia also has an eldest son, right? β
"So it's a conspiracy." Qin Leyin said: "There are two heirs to the Tingjia, so Tinggu dares to play this kind of outward and internal conspiracy, no matter what the situation is, the Tingjia will win without loss." But I prefer to believe that the assassination negotiators will come back alive. β
"Why?"
"Because he is 'Zhen Ting' Tinggu, he is a hero who is about to die of old age!" Qin Le Yin said seriously: "Don't think that the idea of annexing the Silver Blood Society is the only one we have, if anyone is closest to the throne of the Silver Blood Society, it must be to listen to the ancients!" β
"He wants to annex the Silver Blood Eighty-Eight Chamber of Commerce, and he has been thinking about it for more than thirty years!"
"As long as he can eat the top ten chambers of commerce, the Silver Blood Society is in his pocket, and the listener is enough to rule the entire Dongyang with money!"
"It's impossible for Tinggu to give up such an opportunity, it's impossible for him to leave such a goal to future generations, he must want to witness the rise of Tingjia before he dies!"
"I thought that this life was hopeless, but I didn't expect the raid of the Lin Navy to give him a bold idea."
"I don't know what Tinggu has arranged, but I'm willing to gamble once."
Qin Le said in a gloomy voice: "I bet that Tinggu was an arrogant and arrogant boy until he died, and I bet that even if he dies, he will push the listener to glory before he dies, or lead the listener to the abyss!" β
Hearing Qin Leyin's speech, Le Yu suddenly remembered the Jing Qingworm who couldn't move on the hospital bed, but his eyes were still bright, as if he was still a teenager until he died.
Absolutely, how can you black-hearted capitalists be so idealistic and executive.
You villains have such a high panel, and the white nightkin with the highest panel I've ever seen is a female tyrannosaurus with no brains.
White Nights are so hard.
Le Yu: "The way to crack this scheme is to send the real heir?" β
Qin Le Yin nodded: "That's right. Although Ting Chaozao is talented, it is not enough to coerce the younger generation, not to mention you Jing Shaozhu, he can't even compare to me. β
Shoot, you just shoot the rainbow fart, I can listen to a sentence even if I lose...... Le Yu nodded again and again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
"As long as we come back alive, the president of the Silver Blood Society will definitely change hands, and when the time comes, it will be a great opportunity for you and me to reshuffle and reorganize."
Le Yu suddenly said: "But I don't need to go, you can send an heir, but I can send my third brother to go, it's a big deal that I will give way to the third brother." β
"I don't really love money, and the thing I regret most in my life is that I founded the Youth Newspaper."
"......" Qin Le Yin played with his red hair, calmed down for a moment before saying, "Of course you can, it's just ......"
"Don't you have your goals? If you become the president of the Silver Blood Society, you may be able to use better means to get better results. β
"It's more peaceful, it's easier, and you don't have to die a lot of people."
Leyu's face remained unchanged: "My ambition is to count the money until my hands cramp, and sleep until I wake up naturally - so I have completed my life goal." β
"Whatever you want." Qin Leyin said: "Then I'll go to your house to discuss the details with your third brother." This negotiation team must be an alliance between everyone, no matter what, our qin family will stand on the same side as your Jing family. β
There was calm in the car, and Le Yu closed his eyes.
Better results...... Is it?
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"I'm not going."
In the study room of the Jing Courtyard, Le Yu looked at Jing Zhengtang and coughed: "You can go find your fiancΓ©e first." β
"No need to look for it, she's already asleep, and I've decided not to go."
"Don't you have to discuss everything with her?"
"No need to discuss, I'm not going anyway."
Jing Zhengtang shook his head violently, like a little kid who didn't want to take injections and medicine.
Le Yu and Qin Le Yin glanced at each other, and Le Yu said again: "If you come back alive, then you are the head of the Jing family, and you may even be the president of the Silver Blood Society, then the contract between you and me will be null and void, and you can continue to live in Xuanzhu County freely, okay?" β
"Not good." Jing Zhengtang said categorically: "I don't have the slightest nostalgia for Xuanzhu County, and I'm afraid of death. β
"You may not die, you listen to me in detail......"
"I know big brother, you won't give me a mission to die." Jing Zhengtang interrupted, "But I can't take any risks. β
"Feiwei has no relatives, no reason, no support, if I die, then she will have nothing. Big brother, you may be able to convince Feiwei, but you will never be able to convince me, no future is as good as the present. β
"Maybe because of her humble background, Feiwei is very persistent in money and profit. If it weren't for her request, I wouldn't have fought for the position of head of the family. If you tell her about it, she will definitely do everything she can to get me to agree, and I also believe that if I die, she will not live alone. β
"She thinks that men should stand up to the sky and achieve great things, and she thinks that it is good for me like that, and I am very grateful."
"But in any case, I won't say yes this time. Even if you think I'm weak, big brother, I won't change my answer. β
Le Yu still wanted to say something wittic, 'I will raise your wife', but seeing that Jing Zhengtang was so serious, he still held back his mind to joke.
After Jing Zhengtang left, Qin Leyin said: "Your Jing family is really full of talents. β
"Sarcasm?"
"No, really." Qin Le Yin shook his head: "Confessing your weakness is not a kind of strength." There are many mediocre people in the world who are spineless but desperate to save face, and there are very few people who can understand themselves correctly. I had a slight impression of Jing Zhengtang before, and this meeting is even more famous. β
"Then," he said, "who are you going to send?" Is it just a young member of the Jing family? β
Before Le Yu could reply, there was a knock on the door outside.
Mi Die pushed the door in, glanced at the atmosphere of the study, and said calmly: "...... Young master, are you ready to go to bed? β
Qin Leyin stood up: "Okay, then let's have a long talk tonight-"
Le Yu said angrily: "Get out." β
Qin Le Yin didn't care, and left and said, "Then I'll go back first, but ......"
"Young Master Jing, don't you want to have a better result? The bottom-up subversion is certainly a refreshing thunderous revenge, but the top-down change is not a good gift for everyone. β
Le Yu sighed: "Qin Leyin, what do you want to say, talking so far and around, I really want to call someone to come and beat you up!" β
Midie nodded, seemingly ready at any moment.
"Young Master Jing, I like you very much." Qin Leyin said amazingly: "Because of your great rebellion, because of your unscrupulousness, but also because of ......"
"You are like the cogwheel of fate, allowing the twilight machine of Xuanzhu Silver Blood to speed up to the next historical process."
"I only believe that the will of heaven cannot be disobeyed."
"See you tomorrow, then."
"No, no, no." Leyu waved his hand, signaling Qin Le Yin to hurry up.
Mi Die looked thoughtfully at the back of Qin Le Yin's departure, and suddenly asked, "Will the Jing family still merge?" β
Le Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized what Mi Die meant, and her face turned dark: "What nonsense, believe it or not, I'll fire you squid." β
Mi Die sighed: "I thought you were not interested in women, young master......
Le Yu snorted: "Who said that, I think you are very mature and charming." β
"Okay, I'll tell Qinglan to sleep in another room tonight, and I'll serve the young master." Mi Die, a widow bodyguard in her thirties, is not at all happy to talk about this little pediatric teasing, and she is about to leave.
"Excuse me, I still prefer Qinglan, you line up." Leyu refused again and again.
Halfway to the road, Mi Die stopped: "What? β
Le Yu said loudly: "I said, I still prefer Qinglan, you find a man to marry as soon as possible, I will fire you squid!" β
"Huh?"
Qing Lan, who was holding the chilled honey five-flower tea, walked to the door of the study, tilted her little head, and looked at Le Yu with a red face.