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With a "bang", the wine bottle slammed heavily on the thick glass surface, and the drunk Lin Wei'an ignored the obstruction of the people around him, staggered and stood up from the booth not far away: "Talking about other people's gossip behind your back, Is it interesting?"
The rich second generation who gathered together to chat didn't expect that Lin Wei'an and Ying Tianming were also drinking here, and they heard their words throughout the whole process, and they were a little embarrassed.
Someone couldn't help but muttered, "What's the use of getting mad at us? It's not that we are short-sellers and pit the two of you like this. You have the ability to find the right master!"
Lin Wei'an was furious and rushed forward and grabbed the man's collar: "What did you say?"
"What do you want to do?" That man wasn't easy to mess with, he grabbed Lin Wei'an's wrist and threw it away, and said with a sarcastic expression, "It's already time, who else do you want to be angry with your eldest young master? Lin Wei'an, be a man. You have self-knowledge. You don't think your dad is still the president of Merlin Bank, we should all respect you three points, right?"
Lin Weian's face was ashen, Ying Tianming patted Lin Weian on the shoulder, and whispered, "Forget it. Don't bother with them."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sneer from the second-generation rich group, and said loudly, "It's just that we don't care about you. Since we've all become bereaved dogs, let's be a good man with our tails tucked. You don't even look at it. What kind of situation have both of you been reduced to, can you offend us?"
While talking, saw a group of fresh and clean young people walking across the crowded dance floor, the leader of whom had a handsome face - it was Wen Zhuoyu.
A group of rich second-generation looked at each other and couldn't help but smile and said, "So it's Young Master Wen, are you hanging out with your classmates?"
Wen Zhuoyu frowned. With a good memory, he recognized the group of people in front of him, and even more than half of them had met in that private club that night.
"It's a rare encounter. If you want to be together, there are many people and it's lively." The rich second generation glanced at the classmates behind Wen Zhuoyu, and saw that a few of them were either pretty or valiant, and the boys also looked good. With clear eyes and beautiful eyes, his eyes brightened, and he invited him with a smile.
"No need." Wen Zhuoyu lightly refused: "My classmates are here to play for the first time, so many people can't let go."
Ying Tianming looked at Liang Yan in the crowd in disbelief: "Aren't you very aloof? You'd even come out with a man in such a place?"
Ying Tianming thought of something, and then sneered: "It seems that I don't have enough money. How much did Wen Zhuoyu give you?"
Liang Yanqi's face turned pale: "Rogue!"
Shao Yingzi pulled Liang Yan behind her and said angrily, "What kind of shit? I knew for a long time that you bastard can't spit out ivory, but if you eat shit, don't mess around. bark?"
Ying Tianming recognized Shao Yingzi. Thinking that if this woman hadn't been meddling with her own business, the person he sent over would not have been arrested on the spot, and Yingjia wouldn't have to pay Wen Zhuoyu five million yuan, and Wen Zhuoyu would not have the money to short Yingjia furniture stocks. Now those people will not use Wen Zhuoyu to ridicule him.
Ying Tianming only felt that the enemy was very jealous when they met, and he blurted out and cursed: "Shut up, you stinky, need you meddle in your business?"
Before he finished speaking, he felt a strong wind rushing towards him down the third road. Ying Tianming avoided Shao Yingzi's sweeping legs dangerously and dangerously, and looked at the small round table of solid wood that broke at the sound of the sound, and was startled with white sweat.
The rich second generation and the bar guests who were watching the lively around also took a big step back in unison.
Shao Yingzi moved her legs and sneered again and again: "Is there a kind of scolding you are not clean? I am not that soft-footed shrimp of Wen Zhuoyu, who dares to play dirty with me? The old lady gave you a face, right? "
Ying Tianming looked at Shao Yingzi, whose face was full of anger and his knuckles were twitching.
Ying Tianming flinched, but Lin Wei'an, whose brain was paralyzed by alcohol, rushed forward and stopped directly in front of Wen Zhuoyu.
"With such a group of people coming out to see the world, you have made a fortune recently?" Lin Wei'an's eyes were red and bloodshot. At this time, he stared straight at Wen Zhuoyu, with obvious contempt and malice in his eyes: "Short Yingjia with Yingjia's money, you are very good at doing things!"
Wen Zhuoyu frowned, and two tall bodyguards immediately squeezed over from the crowd and stood in front of Wen Zhuoyu.
Ying Tianming also staggered over and saw Wen Zhuoyu being closely guarded by the bodyguards behind him, he snorted coldly with disdain: "Sure enough, he is rich. Even the Kuo Shao's shelf is put up. These two Where did the bodyguards come from?"
Wen Zhuoyu smiled slightly: "I usually meet a lot of mad dogs on my walks. Please two more people to protect me."
Wen Zhuoyu suddenly paused when he said this, looked at Ying Tianming and Lin Wei'an, and made a pun: "Isn't this useful?"
"Who are you calling a mad dog?" Lin Weian was furious when he heard the words, reaching out to grab Wen Zhuoyu's collar, but was stopped by the bodyguard in front of him.
"Let go of me!" Lin Wei'an was held by the bodyguard's arms and struggled continuously: "Let me go. What are you guys, you dare to touch me? Wen Zhuoyu, aren't you the one who was trampled under my feet at will? Dog, it's easier for me to kill you than to kill an ant. Just because you dare to come to me with so many unsavory things to show off your power? You think you are shorting Yingjia with Yingjiaโs money A few stinky money can be on an equal footing with us? Bah! A poor man is a poor man, if it weren't for Yingjia, how would you be today?"
Wen Zhanyu listened to Lin Weian's dirty words, and was not angry, and even smiled interested, echoed Lin Weian's words: "You are right. If it is not a family, there is indeed no me today."
Ying Tianming: "..."
"Then, if there is no family, why have you today!" Wen Zhaoyu waved his hand to signal the bodyguard to let go of Lin Wei'an: "I heard that Lingzun would be in jail because of misappropriation of public funds.Sitting for a few years, Presumably Major General Lin had no chance to grow old. This is all the credit of the family. "