Although Song Jian was forced to keep a low profile by Wu Lai, his superb ball skills still won applause. Just as everyone was intoxicated by the superb skills of the two, the two had already left.

Song Jian said to the manager: "Your two sets of clubs are good!" These two sets of expensive clubs are inlaid with 24K gold in the shaft, neck, grip and tail, exquisite workmanship, and elegant design, and there are two dragons on the clubs, Song Jian and Wu Lai like it very much.

Manager Sweat: These two sets of clubs are not bad! It is a limited edition of the Emperor's Dragon, which is only produced in 30 sets worldwide, and each set is priced at about 540,000 yuan, which is a luxury that the working class cannot imagine. These two sets of clubs are the treasures of their Reignwood.

However, for Song Jian's words, the manager could only nod in agreement.

Song Jian smiled and said, "You see that my boss and I like these two sets of clubs very much, so it's better to transfer them to me-" Before Song Jian finished speaking, the manager interrupted him excitedly and said, "No, absolutely not." ”

Song Jian's face immediately changed. Except for Wu Lai, he didn't allow anyone else to interrupt him casually at all. You must know that he is now the crown prince of the princeling party, and he is also the current patriarch of the Song family, the head of the four major families, and his status is extraordinary.

"Give me a reason, or you Reignwood will be in ruins soon. Song Jian stared at the manager and said coldly.

was casually swept away by Song Jian's eyes, and the manager felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was extremely cold. He trembled and said, "Go back to the prince, because this is the treasure of our reignwood." ”

Song Jian's face softened slightly, and he said forcefully: "The treasure of the town hall, one set is enough, transfer one set to me." ”

The manager knew that if he didn't agree, Song Jian would definitely turn his face, so he had no choice but to agree. Of course, if you want it, how can Song Jian give money?

Khan, forced to buy and sell, only Song Jian can do it. However, Song Jian said, what is the underworld, it is not good stubble!

Before leaving, Song Jian patted the manager on the shoulder and said, "You are very good, so let's do it, you Reignwood will be exempted from paying three months' protection fees." ”

The manager was ecstatic, although they caused a lot of losses, but the protection fee for three months, at least one million a month, three million for three months, calculated as they earned.

However, Song Jian's words came: "It's very good here, next time I come to play, my brother just doesn't have a membership card, hehe!"

With a "bang", the manager fell to the ground again. He lost count of the number of times he had fallen to the ground.

After leaving the Reignwood Golf Club, Song Jian asked, "Boss, where are we going to play?"

"What do you say?" Wu Lai kicked the hydrangea to Song Jian again.

Song Jian thought for a moment, and then said, "Why don't you go to heaven on earth, this is originally the venue of our princelings, and I haven't been there much yet?"

"Hey, I've been. Wu Lai smirked.

Song Jian looked at Wu Lai in surprise and asked, "What, boss, have you been there?"

Wu Lai didn't hide it: "That's right, I went there to see the underground black fist, and I made millions." ”

Song Jianli looked at Wu Lai with resentment: "I'm R, boss, if there is such a good thing, you won't take me there." "The current Song Jian is like the prince of the princelings, a resentful woman.

"Go, go, you haven't cultivated with me at that time. If it weren't for being in the car, Wu Lai would have kicked Song Jian, who was pretending to be a girl, away.

Many people are born with a cheap bone, and they always talk about pretending to be 13, but they often like to pretend to be 13 without realizing it. They always like to talk nonsense, slander others, and even make personal attacks to satisfy their perverted psychology.

On the edge of the parking lot of Paradise on Earth, a very obscene-looking guy was bragging to a dozen gangsters: "Do you know why Song Jian, who has recently become a household name in Longjing, is so awesome?"

More than a dozen thugs shook their heads as if listening to heavenly books, and the bragging guy continued to say unscrupulously: "Song Jian is bullish because he is my little brother." At this time, Wu Lai had just parked his modified Sky-high Bugatti Veilway 16 in the parking lot. 4 convertible version. Song Jian was furious and wanted to go up to teach the guy who didn't know the height of the sky, but was stopped by Wu Lai.

Wu Lai persuaded: "How can we see such a little person in the same way? In Wu Lai's view, it is nothing for a little person who does not enter the stream to brag, there is no need to care, bragging is also a way for small people to meet their physiological needs, and it is not a big mistake.

Song Jian thought about it, what kind of thing to worry about with that kind of goods, the current society is inherently hypocritical, and it's nothing to brag. So I didn't say more, just quietly listened to the guy's nonsense, and watched how they blew.

"Who is Song Jian?" asked several thugs in unison, the braggart almost collapsed. And Song Jian also looked helpless.

You must know that some time ago, the princelings made a fuss in the imperial city, and Song Jian's name was known to everyone, of course, except for those who were lonely and unheard.

The braggart guy said helplessly: "Song Jian, you don't know, he is the prince of the princelings." ”

"Damn, you're looking for death, you dare to make fun of the prince of the princeling!" said a thug in a low voice, and looked around vigilantly after speaking.

"You are afraid of a bird, he is my little brother, and when he sees me, he has to shout big brother, his status is given by me, in front of me, as long as he dares to say half a word, I will immediately slap him. His women are all broken shoes that I wear, and then reward him with ......" The braggart guy is still blowing without knowing whether he is alive or dead, and his voice is loud, for fear that the pedestrians on the road will not hear, holding his arms in both hands, looking like the eldest of heaven and my second child.

Song Jian was completely angry and rushed out of Bugatti Weihang directly, but Wu Lai did not stop it. Song Jian appeared in front of the gangster like a ghost and slapped him directly. The thug was beaten. After a long time, he came to his senses and asked, "Who dares to beat Lao Tzu?"

"MD, dare to ruin Lao Tzu's reputation, it's really impatient to live? Lao Tzu is the prince of the princelings. Song Jian was unceremoniously crippled and crippled that gangster, who could only spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. And the dozen or so thugs scattered the moment Song Jian appeared.

"Remember, you can eat indiscriminately, and you can't talk indiscriminately. Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, so I will spare your kid's life. Song Jian picked up the thug, threw it aside, and then returned to the car.

"MD, I was ruined by a thug. Song Jian's anger has not disappeared.

"Poor people must have something to hate!" Wu Lai shook his head and said, "Let's play again next time, I'll go back today." Wang Fei's kid will definitely complain to us, hehe. ”