Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

The Presbyterian Church is located in the center of the city. The building is somewhat similar to the style of a British European church. It looks very spectacular and solemn from the outside. The midday sun falls on the church, and the surrounding area is glowing with a faint holy light. It makes people become silent unconsciously.

In the Implicit Family, the Presbyterian Church is their place of worship and admiration. They guard the tranquility of the island, resist outside invaders, and allow them to live a safe and worry-free life. So people living here will add incense money on the 15th of every month.

There are even some cases that last for a year. Not only can such a person not be exempted from some incense money, but he can also receive the gift and blessing of the Presbyterian Church.

After the group entered, the splendid corridor stretched to the far end. Everything they could see was dazzling enamel painted decorations and lifelike marble reliefs. The luxury was astonishing. Everywhere was filled with the smell of copper piled up with money.

Everyone walked to the middle, and they went up to the tenth floor. The entire building on the tenth floor was a conference room. Although the person leading the way spoke respectfully, he looked condescending, "Everyone, wait here, the president will be down soon." Those who can work here in the Presbyterian Church are like cadres from other countries, squeeze in, awesome Very.

Generally speaking, the president of the Presbyterian Church would not appear easily, but today the Xuanyuan family and the Zhuang family came together, and even the future heir of the Zhuang family was almost ruined. No one else could take over this kind of thing, and he was the only one to come forward in person. can be solved.

There is a long conference table in the middle of the room, which is made of fine marble. There are several decorative vases in the middle, with a few small chrysanthemums placed in them, making the lifeless room a little more lively.

Di Yuanjue pulled the chair away, lowered his eyes and said solemnly, "Sit down." Then he called Ying Lei who was holding something unknown behind him.

"Put the things here." He pointed to the countertop and sat down.

Long Qingcheng had already wondered about what Ying Lei was holding along the way, but he didn't have the nerve to ask. After all, the environment in the car was a bit overwhelming.

When the Shadow Thunder was turned on, the smell of rice filled the conference room.

Everyone who hadn't eaten said: "..." They never thought that the dignified Master Jiu was actually a lover. The matter had become such a big deal, yet he could still think of bringing people food from home.

But it works!

Ignoring everyone's looks, Di Yuanjue moved the dishes in front of Long Qingcheng. There were four dishes and one soup. There were many dishes. He looked like a chef at first glance. It was needless to say whether they were delicious or not. The aroma could arouse everyone's attention. There are a lot of roundworms in my stomach.

The dealer was afraid that if it took too long, the Xuanyuan family would play a golden cicada out of its shell and take people out of the Hidden Family, so they came to the Presbyterian Church without even a moment's delay.

It was almost twelve o'clock now, and apart from breakfast, no one had lunch, which was really annoying.

Long Qingcheng smiled on her lips. Sure enough, the fight was about kissing and scolding, and it was about loving each other. After a quarrel, even the person changed a lot.

"How do you know I'm hungry?"

Di Yuanjue was like a roundworm in Long Qingcheng's belly. He picked up the disposable chopsticks and tore them open. He gently broke them with both hands and rubbed the two chopsticks a few times before passing them over. His eyes were very loving and his voice was pleasant. Someone sounded sexy in my ears, "You have been thinking about how to vent your anger this morning. It's weird that you can eat. Eat quickly."

Long Qingcheng was pleased with herself as she took the chopsticks, her eyebrows arched and she said, "Okay."

Even while eating, he didn't forget to feed Di Yuan Jue.

Most of the man's body was leaning towards Long Qingcheng. From a distance, it looked more like he was hugging the girl while eating. He put one hand on the girl's waist and the other on the girl's leg, leaning slightly. Standing, enjoying the pampering of feeding.

The doting look between the two of them made Zhuangyang, who was unable to get up from the pain on his side, grit his teeth with hatred and cursed the eighteenth generation of Long Qingcheng's ancestors.

Everyone present, including old people in their seventies or eighties and young people in their twenties, could only watch with empty stomachs as the two small mouths showed affection for each other.

What can I say, I just feel sad and don’t want to say anything...

President Wu Shenye pushed the door open and saw this scene as soon as he entered. He felt that he had gone to the wrong door, but there was no way he had gone wrong. He could only say that the person in front of him didn't care where this place was at all. It was a big mistake. For the crime of disrespect, this article can expel them from the implicit family and never return.

President Jiang Lufeng wore a white suit, with long black hair scattered down to his shoulders. The purple tassel hair accessory went from the other side of the hair to the ear on the other side. The tassel fell on the chest of the white suit, and the purple earrings and tassels They complement each other, and paired with that monster's face, it's impossible to take your eyes away.

"Sorry for the long wait, everyone."

His voice has the timbre of a subwoofer, but it has a touch of gentleness, giving people a very approachable appearance. But this kind of people are even more difficult to get along with. They seem to be casual and gentle, but in their hearts they refuse the entry of all external things.

Zhuang Peng is the oldest here, so he naturally spoke first: "President Jiang, I'm really sorry for taking up your time at noon, but the matter is urgent and we dare not delay."

Jiang Lufeng waved his hand, "You're welcome, Mr. Zhuang, I already know about this matter." As he spoke, his eyes looked at Long Qingcheng, who was eating leisurely at this time.

The person behind Jiang Lufeng frowned. His eyes had not gotten better since he came in. This woman disrespected the president so much. If she were from here, they would definitely give her the harshest punishment and teach her a long lesson. .

However, since the dealer can capture the person, he will not give up until he bites off a piece of the person's flesh. Only then did he feel more balanced, but he also sounded aggressive when he spoke, "No eating is allowed in the conference room. Please do your best and listen carefully to the president’s speech.”

Long Qingcheng glanced at Jiang Lufeng, not only scorning but also mocking, "Are you the only ones who treat this kind of sissy as a treasure?" That look in his eyes almost told you that you can't afford to offend me. Say what you want to say quickly, don't Delay her meal.

The man behind him was furious, "You really dare to let anyone in without even opening your eyes to look at this place..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jiang Lufeng.

The conference room was silent, but everyone could tell that Jiang Lufeng was angry, and there was even ice in his words.

"I already understand this matter. This Long Qingcheng is not from the Hidden Family, but he injured Zhuang Yang, the future heir of the four major families. According to the rules, he naturally has to..." He tapped lightly with his fingertips. He hit the table and slowly said two words, "Shot."