Chapter 1120 The Jin Family Consortium
Feng Lin looked at this woman, who looked like she had just graduated from college and was in her twenties.
She is fair and fair, with beautiful willow eyebrows and watery eyes underneath, which are a bit tough.
She should be a strong and proud woman.
You can see this from accusing others of jumping in line.
Her height is almost 1.7 meters.
Look like this, if you just post a few photos online.
In the comments below, there must be a bunch of men calling her a goddess.
"I'm talking to you."
Jin Xinyan wrinkled his nose as a reminder.
"The three thousand yuan you are talking about are the money here or the money of China?"
Feng Lin said with a smile, "The three thousand yuan here is equivalent to fifteen yuan in China. Are you sending beggars?" ?”
“Of course it’s Chinese money, I’m Chinese.”
Jin Xinyan rolled his eyes.
“If you were in Nancheng, I could accompany you there.”
Feng Lin had just arrived and planned to take a look around.
“Right here.”
Jin Xinyan smiled and nodded. It would be much more convenient to have a translator.
“Give me the money first.”
Feng Lin took out his mobile phone.
"Don't run away, or I'll call the police!"
Although Jin Xinyan said that, he still took out his mobile phone, added Feng Lin's WeChat account, and transferred three thousand yuan to him.
"Okay, received."
Feng Lin put away the phone, "My name is Feng Lin."
"I am Jin Xinyan."
Jin Xinyan took out a business card from his body and said, "Stop the taxi and take me to the address above."
"Okay."
Feng Lin put the business card away.
There is no shortage of taxis outside the airport.
Feng Lin and Jin Xinyan were sitting in a taxi.
He handed the business card to the driver, "Go to this address."
The driver was a middle-aged uncle. He looked at the address and asked in surprise: "Do you two work at the Jin family's manor in Nancheng? ?”
“Yes, I work as a security guard there.” Feng Lin said casually.
"I'm envious. The Jin family is one of the consortiums. I heard that as long as they are employees of the Jin family, they will be controlled by the Jin family for the rest of their lives."
The driver returned the business card to the seal. Forest.
"Absolutely."
Feng Lin also knew about the consortium here.
The income of the three major consortiums all exceeds half of the country.
The employees of the consortium are provided with subsidies for everything from marriage, childbirth, children's schooling, etc.
Then, will the employees of the consortium side with the consortium or the "country".
It goes without saying.
That’s why it is said that Goryeo’s consortium controls the country.
After a while, the two were sent to a gorgeous manor.
After getting off the bus, Jin Xinyan asked: "What were you talking about in the car?"
"The driver said that the Jin family is a consortium and envied us working there. "Feng Lin explained casually.
"I don't work here, I'm here to find someone."
Jin Xinyan glanced at Feng Lin, "My mother came back to visit relatives last time. She hasn't been back for a long time, and she can't get through on the phone."
"Your mother works here?" Feng Lin asked strangely.
“No, my mother is from the Jin family, but she married my father.”
Jin Xinyan said with a smile, “Maybe they were also a family in the previous generation. My father’s surname is Jin too.”
"It's a bit interesting."
Feng Lin put his trouser pockets in and felt the ancient warrior's breath inside.
I heard before that the three major consortiums all belong to the Holy Palace.
Maybe Feng Lin can contact them from here.
“Let’s go.”
Jin Xinyan went to the gate of the manor.
A few security personnel came over.
One of the middle-aged men with a mustache asked: "Who are you looking for?"
"Tell them that I am Jin Caiying's daughter and come to find my mother." Jin. Xinyan glanced at Feng Lin and said.
"She is Jin Caiying's daughter, and she came here to find her mother."
Feng Lin pointed at Jin Xinyan, looked at Mustache and said.
"Jin Caiying? Wait a moment."
Mustache immediately turned around and ran into the manor.
After a while, the mustache from before came over again, and with him was an old man in a tuxedo.
His hair is half white and he looks to be about the same age as Meng Changsheng, in his sixties.
But the realm is far different from that of Er Ye.
He only has the realm of divine orifice.
"Miss Jin, I am Zheng Sanming, the housekeeper here. Please follow me."
The housekeeper smiled and moved out of the way.
"He is the housekeeper here, let you in."
Feng Lin glanced at Jin Xinyan and said.
Jin Xinyan nodded, and under the leadership of Zheng Sanming, walked towards the interior of the manor.
Finally, they came to a swimming pool.
In the swimming pool, several women wearing bikinis were playing in the water.
Under the umbrella outside the swimming pool, a strong man wearing flowery pants and sunglasses was sitting on a lounge chair, drinking juice.
"Mr. Jin, I brought it to you."
Zheng Sanming bowed slightly and stood aside.
The strong man took off his sunglasses, revealing his slender eyes, looking at someone in their thirties or forties.
He came over with a smile and said, "She does look a bit like my sister. My name is Jin Zhitao. Logically speaking, I am your uncle."
"He is your uncle, his name is Jin Zhitao." Feng Lin looked at Jin Xinyan and said.
“Ask me where my mother is, I want to take her home.”
Jin Xinyan looked at Feng Lin and said.
“She asked where her mother was now and she wanted to take her mother home.” Feng Lin said from the side.
“Take your mother home? It’s not easy for a big shot to fall in love with my sister. What nonsense are you talking about, you little bastard?”
Jin Zhitao pinched Jin Xinyan's face contemptuously, "Go back, before I'm angry."
Feng Lin's face gradually became serious, it seemed that it was not a simple search for relatives.
"What did he say? Translate."
Jin Xinyan looked at Feng Lin.
“To sum it up in three words, get lost, you bastard.”
Feng Lin explained with a smile.
"You...why are you talking to me like this? I know your family is rich, but my dad has never spent a penny from you!"
Jin Xinyan pointed at him angrily uncle.
“She said, you are paralyzed.”
Feng Lin said to Jin Zhitao.
"Fuck! Jin Xinyan, go back to China immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Jin Zhitao slammed the cup in his hand to the ground.
“He said, you are paralyzed.”
Feng Lin looked at Jin Xinyan again and said.
“He said so much, isn’t it that simple?” Jin Xinyan looked at Feng Lin uncertainly.
"To sum it up, it's these three words."
Feng Lin explained with a smile.
“I don’t want to hear your Chinese language, get out!”
Jin Zhitao didn’t wait for Feng Lin to speak and kicked Jin Xinyan.
But Feng Lin grabbed Jin Xinyan and took a few steps back.
"Shut up next. I know everything about you, leave it to me."
Feng Lin stood in front of Jin Xinyan, with his trouser pockets inserted, looked at Jin Zhitao, and said in Korean , "Where is her mother? Take us there."
"Boy! Who do you think you are? I gave you a chance."
Jin Zhitao's eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, "Butler! The man's legs are useless, and the woman is thrown out!"
“Yes!”
Zheng Sanming nodded and walked towards Feng Lin step by step.
Brush!
Feng Lin suddenly came to Jin Zhitao, and the dagger in his hand fell in front of his neck.
When Jin Xinyan saw this, his expression suddenly changed.
This is, what happened?
(End of this chapter)