Chapter 9 Medium Meaning
“You brat! How did you get in?”
Wang Qin was angry when she saw Feng Lin now.
"I have been a soldier for several years, and your security guards can't stop me." Feng Lin walked over and stared at Wang Qin, "I will give you an order of 300 million, so don't harm your daughter."
"Haha! Are you making me laugh? This is 300 million, not 300! Who do you think you are?"
Wang Qin didn't even bother to talk to Feng Linduo.
If he has this ability, will he still look like this?
"Feng Lin, have you been poisoned by idol dramas? Do you think 300 million orders are trivial?"
Xu Chuan sat there and puffed away, "You spend eight thousand yuan every day , even if you spend a hundred years, you won’t be able to spend three hundred million.”
Feng Lin shook his head slightly, “You can’t say it in a trivial way, it seems too crazy, I think it’s moderately interesting.”
"Ahem..."
Xu Chuan, who was smoking, suddenly choked and coughed violently.
Wang Qin said with an indifferent look: "Okay! Feng Lin, I believe you. If you can get us an order of 300 million, I will no longer have anything to do with your affairs!"
“Do you agree?”
Feng Lin looked at Xu Chuan.
"Agree! As long as we can get orders, we don't care about the Song family."
Xu Chuan nodded, with an order of 300 million, if we can take the opportunity to develop, our future profits can even double.
As the Xu Group grows bigger, the Song family also has to shed their skin if they want to deal with them.
As long as the Song family is not a fool, they will definitely not provoke Song Keming, the rich second generation.
“Okay! It’s settled!”
After Feng Lin finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Stop!" Wang Qin called Feng Lin from behind, "There is no fixed time limit. Do you want us to wait for you for a hundred years?"
Feng Lin raised two fingers. , said flatly: "Two days."
"Okay! If you don't receive this order by this time the day after tomorrow, you'd better stay away from my daughter!"
Wang Qin sat Returning to the sofa, he looked at Feng Lin coldly.
"Feng Lin, I'll see you off!"
Xu Ruoying stood up and walked towards Feng Lin.
The two security guards standing behind her were about to take action when they were stopped by Xu Chuan, "Xiaoying, you can give it away, but you can't follow him!"
"Hmph!"< br>
Xu Ruoying snorted coldly, took Feng Lin's hand and left.
When she came outside the villa, she puffed up her cheeks and asked, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Feng Lin was confused, "What do you mean?"
"You know about the 300 million order? , you couldn’t get it, so you deliberately agreed and were ready to run away.”
Xu Ruoying hit Feng Lin’s arm unhappily.
In her opinion, Feng Lin could not complete this task.
How can a pauper who doesn't even have a hundred yuan get three hundred million?
"By the way, give me your mobile phone number and ask them to call you when I place the order."
Feng Lin took out his black mobile phone.
“Are you really confident?”
Although Xu Ruoying said this, she still took out her mobile phone and exchanged numbers with Feng Lin.
"Nonsense, I will definitely do what I promised. Remember to tell me the information later."
Feng Lin waved to Xu Ruoying and left the Xu family.
Leaving the Xu family alone, Feng Lin took the same path as before.
Follow this small river and leave the East District.
He kept flipping through his phone, thinking about who to call.
He doesn't want to owe favors to people he doesn't know well.
If it is someone you know well, let them know where you are, and you may be able to block the door of his house early tomorrow morning.
"Mr. Feng Lin!"
While he was thinking here, a middle-aged man walked quickly from a distance.
Feng Lin raised his head and saw Zhou Tian whom he met in the morning.
"Why are you still here?" Feng Lin frowned slightly.
"Haha, I will come here for a walk in the morning and evening to exercise."
What Zhou Tian said was a lie.
Actually, he usually comes here to exercise in the morning. The reason why he is here this time is to try and see if he can meet Feng Lin again.
This is a real expert. Simply knowing his name is not enough.
At least have contact information. "It seems that sir has something on his mind."
Zhou Tianzhengchou didn't have a chance to chat with Feng Lin, so he took the initiative to talk about a topic.
"Actually, it's nothing, I'm just short of money for the time being."
Feng Lin waved his hand casually and continued to stare at the many phone numbers on his phone, selecting from the list.
"Is a big shot like Mr. short of money?"
Zhou Tian looked surprised. Logically speaking, such a person has no need to manage money for a long time.
No matter what it is, just say a word and someone will deliver it.
“You don’t understand.”
Feng Lin said angrily, turned and left.
"Sir, I understand!"
Zhou Tian smiled and followed him, like a follower.
Whatever a big shot like this wants to do, there will definitely be a group of people competing for help, but in the end, they may be owed a favor.
Big people are most taboo about this kind of thing.
"How much do you need, sir? No need to call, I will give it to you directly. This is so convenient."
Zhou Tian stood in front of Feng Lin and said seriously, "I just ask you, sir, to have a meal with me and give me some advice."
Feng Lin put away his phone and looked at him carefully, "I need three An order of 100 million.”
“For whom?” Zhou Tian asked.
Feng Lin pointed in the direction he came from just now, "The Xu family."
"Okay! I agreed. The Xu family is also a big company. If you give them the order, maybe you can save money. Money.”
Zhou Tian smiled and nodded, three hundred million, for the Zhou family, one of the four major families.
Not much.
What's more, being able to make friends with such a big shot is worth three billion, not to mention three hundred million.
"Are you sure?" Feng Lin asked.
"To be honest, sir, our Zhou family is in Jiang City and has some status. We can give you three hundred million yuan, let alone an order."
Zhou Tian looked very respectful and continued, "If you don't believe me, sir, I will ask them to contact the Xu family now."
"Tomorrow won't be too late, let me give you some advice first."
Feng Lin stopped Zhou Tian. He didn't like being in debt to others. Since he chose to help, he naturally had to do something for him.
"Okay!"
Zhou Tian was overjoyed.
"It's right here, I've eaten."
Feng Lin grabbed Zhou Tian's wrist again and felt it carefully, "To be honest, your injury is difficult to cure. It will take at least half a month to heal. , it’s too troublesome for me.”
“Just half a month?”
Zhou Tian couldn’t believe that he was hurt every time it rained or the temperature dropped.
It is like a needle pricking deep into the bone marrow.
He has been suffering for twenty years. He has searched many famous doctors, but they can't find it, let alone cure it.
This one only needs half a month?
"Does it hurt now?" Feng Lin pressed Zhou Tian's waist.
"Sir, the temperature is not bad today, but my secret injury is that whenever it rains, or...hiss!"
Zhou Tianzheng said, taking a breath of cold air.
Familiar feeling.
As expected of an expert, he can accurately find hidden wounds and make pain appear.
Boom!
Feng Lin suddenly exerted force, and Zhou Tian's body shook and flew backwards.
Zhou Tian fell heavily to the ground. Instead of being angry, he shook his left waist excitedly, "It's amazing! There is power flowing here!"
You know, his injured area seems to be a piece of dead flesh, which cannot be reached by An Jin.
But after being beaten by Feng Lin, he was able to mobilize An Jin here.
"Leave your contact information and I'll call you tomorrow, again at this location." Feng Lin said casually.
“Yes!”
Zhou Tian now respects Feng Lin extremely.
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At the same time, Tang Qianqian rode an electric donkey home.
What happened today made her sulky. If she saw him again next time, she would definitely bite that bastard to death.
"Mom! Let me ask you something!"
Putting the electric car away, Tang Qianqian happened to see Tang Hong taking out the trash.
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