Green silk wrapped around fingertips

led himself in.

"This way please~hehe." Lonely Youmeng's enthusiasm made Tudan a little uncomfortable. It seemed that he was too enthusiastic, but, let's be at ease when it comes.

Lonely Youmeng handed Tudan a glass of juice and hurried out, not noticing that what she pushed away was in the box where only the boss could rest.

Because this is private work, so I do it secretly, and soon, Lonely Youmeng turned into the office area of ​​the little master who tattooed Tudan last time and whispered: "Hey, I arranged Mr. Tu in the box behind the manager's office." It’s here, uh, which one came from? I was in a hurry and forgot, oops, anyway, it’s in front of the bathroom behind the manager’s room, I didn’t close the door, so hurry up.”

The little master squeezed his eyes at Lonely Youmeng, stuffed the spear in Lonely Youmeng's hand and said with a smirk: "Got it, Xiaomeng~"

Seeing the little master Yingling running out, Lonely Youmeng suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "Hey Ling, it's too bad, I forgot that it seems that the little boss is coming to collect the bill today~ You have to act fast~"

The sullen red Ferrari stopped at the gate of [Feng Wu Huolie]. Ling Lie, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked up at the weird plaque and said disdainfully: "This is it? What kind of tattoo parlor did you open behind your uncle's back? "

The long-haired cousin Ling Luo smiled lightly and said: "That's it~" opened the car door and stepped down, saying: "Yes, I knew you disdain this kind of art, and I don't want to waste my words with you laymen." ~Let’s go, I can’t get any money, how will I arrange you for a while? Ha ha.” Ling Luo, who was dressed like a turkey, walked in front swaggeringly. Ling Lie really can’t compliment this cousin’s taste. Although red suits him very well, it looks awkward in Ling Lie's eyes.

The exhausted Ling Lie squeezed the space between his brows with two fingers, but he reluctantly opened the door and got out of the car. He followed his cousin Ling Luo into the chief financial officer's office.

Slightly embarrassed, Ling Lie, who was sitting on the side, said to his cousin in a plain voice, "Cough~ well, where is your bathroom?"

Ling Luo immediately gave this cousin who he always thought was very coquettish a sweet smile, and then said: "Go out and go forward, turn right in the manager's office, pass by my purple box and go in, and when you get to the end, you will see Yes." After smiling for no apparent reason, he withdrew his playful eyes and continued to look through the accounts for the past six months, while the chief financial officer at the side nodded and bowed his head and reported.

Ling Lie was helpless, because of the actions of his cousin Ling Luo who flicked her long hair and shook her head just now, it almost made him spit out all the food he ate last night. He was looking at the financial director next to him, fascinated Is your soul almost out of your body?

He opened the door and went out without looking back, and turned right in the manager's room according to Ling Luo's words. A pair of tiger eyes carefully examined the walls on both sides to find the purple boxes, and counted one by one in his heart. In the purple box, a figure flashing from inside caught Ling Lie's attention.

That person was none other than tattoo artist Yingling, who had already taken pictures of borage for Tudan at this moment, stood at the door of the box and bowed down to thank Tudan inside, Yingling ran away in a hurry after receiving the text message from Lonely Youmeng After going out, he hurriedly bowed to Tudan and fled the scene. Anyway, Tudan is a customer, even if he was bumped into by the little boss and made up a random reason, he would be fooled. Suffered.

Ling Lie saw that Yingling, who was wearing a store uniform, ran out as if fleeing, feeling baffled, he couldn't help but quickly stepped forward, and subconsciously forgot to take a look inside the purple box as he passed by.

It looked familiar. When he saw Tudan buttoning his green shirt, Ling Lie suddenly remembered who this disheveled man was, wasn't he the one who hit his car yesterday?

Why is he here?Oh no, this is not important, what is important is why is he in Lingluo's box?And topless?The belt of the trousers was not tied either, it was obviously pulled up from the hips, and thinking about the back of the clerk leaving in a hurry just now, he suddenly frowned in disgust, Ling Lie, who was obsessed with cleanliness, couldn't bear the fact that his subordinates drilled into him Doing some dubious things in the lounge, he walked quickly towards the end of the corridor.

The well-dressed Tudan left the purple box and walked straight to the front hall. Lonely Youmeng hurriedly stepped forward to thank him, thinking to send the man away as soon as possible. After a simple exchange of greetings, Tudan stopped the car and left.

Ling Lie is not a chicken mother-in-law, but he really can't bear such a thing to happen, as long as he thinks about changing positions, he has to tell his cousin Ling Luo about it.

Yingling was called to the manager's office, Lingluo with a pair of ice pupils leaned on the boss's chair and looked at Yingling who was standing by the door with her head down, without saying a word.

Ling Lie sat on the leather sofa at the side and watched coldly. For a long time, Ying Ling, whose palms were sweating, gritted her teeth and said to Ling Luo: "Little boss, please forgive me this time, I really didn't mean to go box."

The cold eyes have been staring at Yingling from beginning to end. The most deadly thing about Lingluo is his pair of cold eyes. He doesn't need to say a word, as long as those eyes keep looking at you, you will A guilty conscience does not call itself.

The blue silk wrapped around the fingertips became a blockbuster "Chapter 007"

Seeing this, Yingling's forehead was already dripping with sweat, and the consequences of entering the boss's room without permission would be very serious. Damn Xiaomeng, is she an idiot?

Why do you have to go into the purple box?A slacker, he must have brought someone there~ He said tremblingly, "The thing is, this little boss, a customer came a few days ago, and the color pictures he painted by himself are tattooed all over our back. I think he The painting is very good, so I asked him to copy it and hang it here to attract business, and I know that boss, you like special tattoo works, that customer's painting is really good, don't believe it, don't believe it...ah, I don't believe it. I'm here for you "Yingling squeaked for a long time. He couldn't say that he wanted to take the sketch and go to the exhibition secretly. He suddenly saw that the camera on his neck hadn't been taken off, so he hurriedly took it off and took out the photos for Lingluo. Handed over.

At first, the little boss thought that when he saw the tattoo on Tudan's back, his complexion would improve a little, but he didn't know it was uglier than before. Suddenly, the little boss said to the serious man sitting on the sofa: "Lie, look~"

Ling Lie raised his head, Ling Luo had already thrown Yingling's camera towards him, Ling Lie took the camera and lowered his head, he couldn't help being shocked by the picture, borage full of back?How could it be borage.How could it be the Ling family's crest?As long as someone with a head and a face knows the Ling family in both black and white, who would dare to get borage on his body?

He raised his head and said arrogantly, "Go out and close the door." Some bad feeling came to my heart, but I didn't realize that the accident was just a coincidence, just like Tu Huaidan's accident was caused by himself , rather than the boat suspected by the picture was manipulated by Ling Zai.

Ling Lie frowned and briefly explained the incident of Tudan rear-ending with his car yesterday.Looking at it now, it's only been a day, and he has already found the tattoo parlor opened by Ling Luo. Is all this just a coincidence?No~ Neither Ling Luo nor Ling Lie believed that these were coincidences, maybe it was another commercial espionage trick played by an old fox.

Borage, car crash, phoenix dance, everything is too natural and too coincidental. Ling Lie and Ling Luo agree that all these coincidences and natures were designed by the man named Tu Dan. As for the purpose? , Hehe, it's just one or two things, squinting the tiger's sun, Ling Lie showed a sneering sneer, none of them dared to provoke their Ling family.

"Okay~ I'll go back and look up that Tu Dan. There aren't too many people with the surname Tu, so it shouldn't be hard to find people in the circle." Ling Luo walked around the desk and walked over: "Come on over there." Otherwise, your brother Bingshan will eat us soon~""

Ling Lie stood up, but he was a man of action. While walking outside with Ling Luo, he took out his mobile phone and called Suo Qixian, his assistant and bodyguard: "Go and find someone named Tudan for me." People~" seemed to remember something and continued: "Just find out whose name the Bugatti Veyron custom car in Jingnan City is in."

From the other end of the sentence came a serious but gentle voice: "Understood~ Eldest Young Master"

After receiving the phone call, Ling Lie felt a little more at ease, pinched his brows and leaned down casually, Ling Luo kicked the gas pedal and went straight to the leisure club to meet her twin brother Ling Hu and another cousin Ling Jiu.

In the evening of the next day, Ling Lie was reading a newspaper on the sofa in the living room when someone kicked the door open from the outside and raised his head. Ling Jiu walked in front with a cold and evil face, while the man who came in behind It was his personal assistant and Bao Jinsuo Qi Xian.

Ling Jiu sat down and watched with cold eyes. Seeing that Suo Qixian was holding the information bag in his hand, Ling Lie immediately guessed that it must be his younger brother who asked Suo Qixian for the information, and Suo Qixian must have refused in a serious manner. Well, Ling Lie just likes Suo Qixian, he refuses to accept anyone's words except himself, and hand over all documents, large and small, to him.

Suo Qixian stood respectfully beside the sofa, obviously he was a bodyguard who could kill and pay for the money owner, but Suo Qixian gave people a totally different impression from his bodyguard profession.

It's the kind of gentleman with a bit of refined bookishness, just like, like a people's teacher, completely lacking the aura that a bodyguard should have and the bold and round body, with a chaotic look always hanging between his eyebrows. Gentle smiles of sense and judgment, totally unexpected