The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

Only then did Jiang Tong react.

Regardless of the Si family or the Shen family, in their eyes, Jiang Tong is not one of them.

It's just that there must be Shen Rong's meaning in not preparing a seat for Jiang Tong in such a grand manner.

"Hmph, embarrassing."

Si Mu sneered.

Sifu drank his tea with his head down, not caring about Jiang Tong's embarrassment at all.

"Uncle, these are the top grade Xinyang Maojian, combined with the spring water from Paohu Mountain in Chuzhou, it is mellow and sweet."

Shen Rong knew that Father Si loved to drink tea, so he naturally prepared it early as he liked it.

Si Jianghai smiled, nodded and said:
"Young master Shen has a heart."

Everyone regards Jiang Tong as air.

Director Xia Gang wanted to speak, but Mi Li stepped forward, took Jiang Tong's hand, and said with a sweet smile:
"Papa, let's do it together."

As for the delicious delicacies at the banquet, as a foodie, millet grains are quite restrained, and even somewhat resistant.

The old man with the sword in his hand commented:
"Whose family's little doll is a good piece of jade, and it can be made into a talent with a little carving."

Everyone looked at Mi Li uncontrollably, and even sitting on top of it, the middle-aged man with gray hair nodded slightly.

The old man suddenly said:
"This little girl has an imposing temperament and excellent bones. If she is put into the hands of the old man and tempered, she might become a grand master in the future."

The words fell.

Shen Rong and the middle-aged man were moved when they heard this.

Shen Rong hurriedly stood up, and said as if honoring the honored guest:

"Could it be that Mr. Lin is thinking about accepting disciples?"

Sifu and Simu frowned.

They had seen this old man with a sword before, and they thought it was just a bodyguard invited by Shen Rong.

Unexpectedly, even Shen Rong would respect him three points.

"Who is this?"

Si Jianghai asked.

The old man raised his eyes high, as if there was no one around, and his face was full of arrogance.

Shen Rong smiled and said:

"Uncle Si, do you remember that strange woman you met on Linjiang that day?"

Si Jianghai nodded:
"Of course I remember those amazing people who ride the waves."

Then Si Jianghai seemed to think of something, his face suddenly changed, and he gasped in a 'hiss' voice: "What does Mr. Shen mean?"

Shen Rong nodded and paced with his hands behind his back:
"That's right, Mr. Lin is just like that strange woman, a master of the world. I still remember that day I said that this world is very big, and there are indeed some strange people."

Si Mu couldn't sit still.

These ordinary people always maintain a kind of awe in their hearts for this kind of strange person with immortal skills.

Shen Rong introduced:
"Old Lin is known as the eight-faced sword arm. When using the sword, the wind and the cloud follow each other, and the dragon and the tiger move. It has a lot of connection with Lingnan Feidaomen."

Elder Lin said lightly:

"Xia Chong is indescribable, Mr. Shen praised it absurdly, there is a sky beyond the sky, the old man is just playing tricks."

Everyone can see the humility in Lin's old saying, but it is beyond the words, with a touch of arrogance of a master.

After Shen Rong's introduction, everyone immediately understood that Lin Laoyuan had a relationship with Shen Shoufu.

This time I came to participate in the metaphysics exchange meeting held by the rich circle of Jinling, and I was invited by the richest man repeatedly, so I came here to talk about it.

Simi Li rolled her big black eyes, looking curiously at Elder Lin.

It seems that everyone is suspicious.

Beside Mr. Lin, an imposing man about the same age as Shen Rong stood up with a smile:
"My name is Zhang Yuanfang, and I am a disciple of Mr. Lin."

Then stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly against the marble tabletop.

'Snapped! '

Seeing Zhang Yuanfang drop his finger, he said:

"The Buddha said that a flick of a finger is sixty moments, and nine hundred births and deaths in each moment."

In everyone's incredulous expressions, a corner of the marble table shattered and was sliced ​​off by a finger, and the section was as smooth as a mirror.

"Strange man, strange man."

Si Jianghai stood up and praised, his eyes became more and more awed.

Zhang Yuanfang put his hands behind his back and said indifferently:
"In front of the teacher, Yuan Fang is just a trivial skill, not worth mentioning."

Simi Li's big eyes almost narrowed.

Sifu and Simu witnessed Zhang Yuanfang's ability to chip off marble with one finger, and they were convinced on the spot.

Director Xia also opened his mouth slightly, his heart was full of shock.

Shen Rong smiled:

"Brother Zhang's methods, the more shocking they are, the more they can be compared to blue in ten years at most!"

Many maids were all dumbfounded, looking at Zhang Yuanfang's eyes full of admiration.

Zhang Yuanfang looked at Simi Li:

"Little girl, do you still like my supernatural power?"

Simi Li hesitated.

As if by magic, with a light press, the hard tabletop shatters.

Jiang Tong sneered and said nothing, Zhang Yuanfang's little tricks can be done by any hard-working master.

At most, it's just to lie to these ignorant ordinary people. If he really meets a master, Zhang Yuanfang will naturally feel numb.

Si Mu stood up, bowed down to Elder Lin and said:

"If Mr. Lin doesn't dislike it, I'll make the decision and give the millet grains to Mr. Lin for care."

Mr. Lin's disciple Zhang Yuanfang is so powerful, so doesn't Mr. Lin have even more powerful supernatural powers?
Look at the Shen family again.

The richest man in Jinling pays homage to Mr. Lin.Just being alone can make the entire wealthy family treat him seriously, which is enough to see how noble the status of a secular warrior is!
If he catches up with Mr. Lin, the Si family will skyrocket in the future.

"mom!"

Director Xia spoke, but his tone was not so firm.

Old Lin said calmly:

"Under your guidance, this little girl will at most enter a company and become a senior executive. Or she will be successful in academics and become a successful person in the eyes of others."

"But in my eyes, these achievements are nothing."

Elder Lin looked at Simi Li:

"If you leave it to me, the little girl can become a great master in the future, even a generation of grand masters. Even those high-ranking officials should be courteous, wouldn't it be nice?"

What Elder Lin said was not wrong.

These ordinary bosses and nobles, no matter how high their achievements are, and they are worth hundreds of millions, they are nothing in front of warriors.

You hold power, I hold life and death.

You only have one life, if I want to kill you, no amount of bodyguards will help.

Director Xia was moved by what he said, and to choose this path, for Simili, it might be a shortcut to a higher place.

Besides, with the title of "Old Disciple Lin", who would dare not sell face in the future.

"It's settled."

Si Mu was afraid that Mr. Lin would change his mind, so she nodded quickly.

Si Fu also nodded with a smile.

Shen Rong looked at Director Xia again:

"Chang Xia, not everyone can fall into the eyes of Mr. Lin, even me, Mr. Lin may not be willing to accept it."

Elder Lin said with his back:

"Back then, I had some friendship with the richest man Shen, and I thought it was to repay the favor of the richest man Shen."

Many people, even the richest man Shen, looked enviously.

Holding power is worse than holding life and death.

The richest man Shen laughed loudly:
"If I were 30 years younger, Mr. Lin would accept me as an apprentice no matter what, so as to learn some real abilities."

Shen Rong echoed:
"Tao should not be passed on lightly, it is not the way to wear it lightly. Those who are really capable will never accept disciples easily. Even if they accept them, they may not necessarily teach them the ability that is at the bottom of the box."

Just when everyone thought that Simi Li would take advantage of this opportunity to successfully worship Mr. Lin tonight.

But Jiang Tong raised his head and raised his eyes.

Said lightly in his mouth:

"What kind of thing are you, dare to say that you want to accept my daughter as a disciple?"

The words fell.

The hall of the Shen family was dead silent.