rich and powerful son-in-law

It was a good day for the engagement, Li Yan didn't want to get angry.

But some people are indeed on the road to death, soaring all the way, they can't hold back.

Ling Zisen curled his lips and said: "Li Yan, I'm afraid that you will be too proud after becoming the son-in-law of the Ling family, so I will come here to teach you. Don't think that you are engaged, and the Ling family treats you as their own. No matter how hard you try, You won't get a penny of the Ling family's property!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to pick up the box given by the middle-aged man in the mandarin jacket and said, "Tsk tsk, is this an engagement gift? Let me guess what's in it, toilet paper or garbage bags, anyway, it won't be too valuable Right? Of course, I can understand, after all, people like Li Yan don't deserve such good gifts..."

While speaking, Ling Zisen opened the lid of the box casually, and then he was taken aback.

"What is this?" Ling Zisen asked in surprise.

In the box, a strange fragrance gushed out and fell on Ling Zisen's face. After taking a sip, he felt refreshed, and seemed to have cleared his mind a lot.

The others actually didn't know what was in the box, so they all craned their necks to look. When they saw the contents clearly, they couldn't help but gasp.

The middle-aged man in cloth shoes said in surprise: "Old Xue, you are a century-old snow ginseng? This is a good thing. Where did you get it?"

Inside the box was a snow-white ginseng [-] centimeters long. It had grown limbs and dozens of stalks. It looked like a child. The whole body was snow-white and exuded a strange fragrance.

This kind of snow ginseng is extremely rare, and can only be excavated occasionally in the deepest part of Changbai Mountain, and there is no one in a hundred that has such an image of head, body, limbs and feet for more than a hundred years!

Everyone praised and gave a thumbs up to the old man in the mandarin jacket.

Old Xue was Xue Jinding, and he said proudly: "I have several apprentices in northern Xinjiang, one of whom is engaged in the medicinal material industry. Give it to me as a tribute. I know that Mr. Li likes old medicine, so I specially brought it as a gift."

"Pfft..." Ling Zisen laughed suddenly, "Hahahaha, return century-old snow ginseng and old medicine, who are you kidding? Isn't it just white radish sticking a few whiskers, who are you bluffing?"

As he said that, he dropped the snow ginseng box, and opened the shopping bag brought by the cloth shoe middle-aged man, which contained a transparent plastic box, and vaguely saw a mess of black grass leaves in the box.

Ling Zisen shook his head and said, "That was a century-old snow ginseng just now. Could this be a thousand-year-old spiritual herb? Hahaha, have you read too many fantasy novels, and you have the same brain problems as Li Yan?"

The middle-aged man in cloth shoes frowned and said, "Be more polite!"

Ling Zisen shrugged his shoulders: "If you want me to be polite, you must have something worthy of my politeness. Li Yan, I'm not talking about you. After you become the son-in-law of our Ling family, you should stop making friends with these low-level people, so as not to Contaminated with some bad habits. And our Ling family is a respectable family in Anzhou, with a family tradition, not just anyone can associate with!"

Li Yan said: "Oh, don't tell me I don't know the Ling family's family tradition. Is it the Ling family's family tradition to be unscrupulous, rude, uttering wild words, and acting recklessly? If so, I will not learn this family tradition Whatever."

"What... what did you say!" Ling Zisen was furious.

"Enough, you are not welcome here." Li Yan said.

Ling Zisen sneered: "Hey, you think today is your engagement ceremony, so it's great? Let me tell you, you are just the son-in-law of the Ling family, and I am the future heir of the Ling family. When I become the head of the family, I will let you do it." Well, what do you have to do!"

"Throw him out." Li Yan said lightly.

Xue Jinding stepped over.

Ling Zisen shouted: "Old man, I warn you, don't mess around..."

With a bang, Ling Zisen was thrown out of the coffee shop before he knew what happened.

He fell so badly that he barely got up until the girl came to help him.

Looking at Li Yan and the others, they have already left.

"Li Yan, you bastard, just wait, I won't mess with you, my surname is not Ling!"

Ling Zisen was cursing when Ling Shanfeng came.

Ling Zisen immediately complained.

Ling Shanfeng frowned and said, "You are really ignorant. Why are you entangled with Li Yan at this time? Why don't you hurry up and find out who the big man lives in room 777!"

Ling Zisen also remembered the business, and hurriedly said: "I'll go to the front desk and ask."

The father and son went to the front desk to inquire, but they didn't expect the front desk to answer that it was private and there was no comment.

Ling Shanfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go and see directly!"

They came to the hotel sign and looked for room 777, but unexpectedly found that this room was not on the seventh floor, and there was no sign on the sign at all.

"Strange...why is there no room 777?" Ling Shanfeng asked in surprise.

Ling Zisen also scratched his head and said, "That's not right, I clearly heard that person talking about room 777, I can't hear wrong."

Suddenly, Ling Shanfeng was startled and said, "Did you see that person?"

At the entrance of the hotel, a group of people entered, Ling Shanfeng was referring to the last one in the line.

Ling Zisen looked at it intently, and suddenly shivered all over, "Leng Batian!"

At the beginning, the Ling family borrowed Leng Batian's money, so they were forced to pay the debt, and they almost used Ling Ziyan to pay off the debt.

That time was a great crisis for the Ling family, almost going bankrupt, so far everyone in the Ling family would tremble when they heard Leng Batian's name.

They didn't expect to see Leng Batian here, so they quickly hid aside for fear of being seen.

"Strange...do you think Leng Batian looks like?" Ling Shanfeng frowned suddenly, "Why do you look like a little follower?"

Ling Zisen looked carefully and saw some clues.

The group of people who came in were all imposing, and they all looked like upper-class people.

Among this group of people, Leng Batian was like a little follower, smiling all over his face, shrinking back and forth, he was hardly the same person as the fierce and cruel boss in their impression.

The two even wondered, did they recognize the wrong person?
Ling Shanfeng asked strangely: "Who are those people, are they more ruthless characters than Leng Batian?"

Ling Zisen shook his head again and again and said: "Impossible... I heard that Leng Batian is the top three bosses on Anzhou Road, and behind him is the Anzhou Leng family. Usually, those famous bosses on the road have to kneel when they see Leng Batian Kowtow, how could anyone be more fierce than him?"

They waited for Leng Batian and his party to go away, and then they breathed a sigh of relief, and went to the elevator to ask the security guard.

"Excuse me, how do I get to Room 777?" Ling Zisen asked.

The security guard pointed to the innermost elevator and said, "For the presidential suite, please take the special elevator."

Their eyes lit up, and they found it!
It turned out to be the presidential suite, no wonder there is no sign.