Chapter 284: The Stubbornness of a Man
Of course, he knew that the woman in front of him had gradually gotten into the role, and the foolish illusion that she had taken the bait appeared in her eyes.
After a few rounds.
Ling Yicheng leaned lazily on the sofa, his long legs dignifiedly placed on the coffee table, his leather shoes shining brightly, looking like a complete rogue.
There is no denying that he is a natural actor.
He has a very keen intuition about when, where and how to show himself in order to achieve his ultimate goal.
He had already dug a trap for the other party, and said in a neutral tone, "Not only your Lin family has goods in Hong Kong Island, there are also several very enthusiastic ones in Macau Island."
Then, Ling Yicheng lazily waited for the woman opposite to perform.
Lin Manrong just refused to believe it.
With her own charm, how could she not win over this man and the "order" in his hand? "If you ask around, you will know that the Lin family has the best quality and reputation, and has the strongest relationship with the police..."
What's more, maybe there will be even greater wealth waiting for you in the future.
Ling Yicheng seemed not to have heard it. His pair of dangerous and charming phoenix eyes slightly raised and he looked at her with raised eyebrows.
A kind of scrutiny that only hunters have.
The originally sharp jawline took on a masculine charm, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled indifferently.
Lin Manrong's heart was beating fast. It was true that the more unpredictable something was, the more addictive it became.
After all, the mainland is better. Even if this man asks her to stay in the mainland now, she might be happy.
Sex and profit can both cloud one's intelligence.
Lin Manrong was overwhelmed by the vague smile of the man in front of her.
"After saying so much, don't worry, you won't suffer any loss if you buy the goods from the Lin family." She used the sexiest and most charming tone, and even walked over from the sofa opposite and sat next to Ling Yicheng.
Before he knew it, he had walked under the "big net" spread out by Ling Yicheng.
Ling Yicheng looked at her unceremoniously and did not refuse.
——He is simply asking for his own death.
Lin Manrong came closer, revealing her slender waist and unlimited beauty under her collar.
She took a deep breath, the smell of this man...
Smells really good.
Lin Manrong carefully savored the smell of Ling Yicheng.
The main ingredient is disdain, accompanied by a touch of teasing, plus long legs, a strong body and a handsome appearance, and yes, more of the aroma of money.
Ling Yicheng seemed relaxed, but in fact he was gradually satisfying Lin Manrong's greedy desires.
He himself was already thinking about how to make the fish balls more delicious in the evening.
The main ingredient is mackerel, seasoned with starch and egg white, and additionally with chopped green onion, ginger powder, pepper, Sichuan peppercorns and salt. By the way, the fish bones need to be boiled into the original soup before being added.
It takes a long time to make fish balls, so I have to go home early so that I don’t become a foodie and starve.
Seeing that the woman was about to get close to him, his impatience reached its peak.
The freshness and sweetness that Su Xiaoli brought him seemed to be insufficient to drive away the foul air in the room.
"Let's try to cooperate on a deal first. If there's profit, we can all get rich together." He slowly retracted his long legs, leaned forward, pretending to put out his cigarette, but actually avoiding Lin Manrong's approach.
"It's getting late, Miss Lin. We have a lot of time to go." He grabbed his bag and stood up, straightening his slightly wrinkled white shirt.
The corners of his lips were still slightly raised, and he nodded slightly, leaving a vague "promise".
"I'll contact you later."
Watertight.
After leaving Lin Manrong's office, the ambiguity in his handsome eyes suddenly disappeared, taking a sharp turn for the worse, leaving only an empty coldness.
As they walked further and further away, the coldness in Ling Yicheng's eyes slowly turned into the warmth of returning home.
Monica.
The more Su Xiaoli thought about it, the angrier she became, and she hit the drum louder and louder.
Last night I clearly felt that the kid had a heart towards the light, but now, he has entered Lin Er’s “wild black den” again.
That scheming woman will definitely drag him into a darker place!
Don't think she doesn't know what Ling Yicheng is doing now!
I'm so angry.
If it weren't for the sake of...for the sake of, for the sake of...having fish balls to eat in the evening, Su Xiaoli would have sent Ling Yicheng to the police station right now.
The drum was beaten angrily and violently.
"Bong!"
A deafening roar louder than the sound of a drum.
After taking a long detour, Ling Yicheng, who had just reached the door of the dance hall, suddenly felt blood rushing to his head and had already drawn his knife.
What's going on?!
The bass drum exploded.
Su Xiaoli knocked it with her foot.
Ling Yicheng was dumbfounded.
Lan Jun and Xi Sheng, who rushed over after hearing the noise, were dumbfounded.
No one dared to say a word.
Su Xiaoli... was also dumbfounded.
How much strength do I have?!
An excellent student tears up a textbook?! Teacher Lan pursed her lips and protested softly: "Junior sister... this..."
Before Xi Sheng and Su Xiaoli could say anything, Ling Yicheng calmly threw a stack of big unity and sneered: "The quality of this drum is not good, change it to a better one."
After saying that, he grabbed Su Xiaoli by the collar as if he was picking up a chick and walked away.
Top brand Kumano drum set:……? ?
Lan Jun:……? ?
Who is this person?
Is that it?
Xi Sheng looked at the back of this man who looked like his boss, with a cold and unruly look, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Gu Feihan, who had received Xi Sheng's latest intelligence, clenched his fists: ...Okay, very good, very good...
Lu Sinian, who had just finished listening to the report from the "invisible bodyguard", frowned: "... Check! Check it for me, check it carefully, check it thoroughly!"
Tens of thousands of miles apart, the two had no communication at all but were absolutely in sync with each other: choose an auspicious day as soon as possible and return to Beijing!
Su Xiaoli and Ling Yicheng naturally didn't know about Gu Lu and the others' decision. They were busy in the vegetable market.
Nowadays, most of the food sold in the capital's vegetable markets is river fish, and there is very little seafood.
The two agreed: fish balls taste best when made from marine fish.
I walked around the market three times but still couldn't find a suitable fish.
Tangled.
The arrogant Ling Yicheng didn't want to use inappropriate materials and bury his good craftsmanship.
God knows how long he practiced.
hateful.
upset.
More angry.
An old and dilapidated vegetable market.
Ling Yicheng had a dark face.
I wish I could airlift two alive from the Cheongju beach.
Su Xiaoli tilted her head, it's not impossible to try...
The fishmonger was anxious: "Are you two going to buy it or not?"
"Buy! Two." Su Xiaoli held his chin for a moment and made the decision.
Ling Yicheng: Grass carp?
Hum! Actually, grass carp is not bad to eat, but it has many bones, especially small ones.
It took Ling Yicheng more than an hour to suppress his desire to regret and just find out the small faults.
Back pain and hand cramps.
Su Xiaoli cheered on the side: Grass carp is good, it is rich in unsaturated fatty acids, which is good for blood circulation; grass carp is good, it is rich in selenium, which has anti-aging and beauty effects...
Blah blah.
It's dry and without any emotion.
The busy Ling Yicheng felt that she was in the way, but was reluctant to let her go, so he could only let the girl brainwash him crazily in his ears.
Chop the fish meat until the chopping board starts to fly.
It can be said that the righteous anger and masculine stubbornness are interpreted vividly.
Feel sorry for him for half a second.
Ling Yicheng used the soup made from fish bones to make a pot of thin noodles for everyone.
The fragrance spreads everywhere.
Lola needs to say something more: The factory setting of the concept of "home" in my mind... ahem... is an orphanage... who can I complain to? !
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