I am omnipotent because of wine

The man shook his head, "It's good that you know what's in your mind. I'll go to the intermediate stage first, and I'll remind you, that Fan Fei. I snatched the rough stone in my hand,

I saw that you seemed to have attracted his attention just now on stage, so be careful yourself, don't let him snatch away the stone you worked so hard to pick. "

Style thanked him earnestly again, and went to the intermediate venue when he saw that person.

However, he is still wandering in this large and particularly expensive stone forest.

I am not afraid that Fan Fei will not snatch it when he comes, but I am afraid that he will be very cowardly when he comes, and he will not dare to snatch it at all.

Style can beat Fan Fei to death head-on, or play tricks on Fan Fei, or use other knowledge that he will never understand to completely confuse him to the core of the earth, and the result of these things working together.

Just to illustrate a point.

Fan Fei is really making the style very annoying.

The system of monogamy is not a simple love story between two people, but involves too much. Once this thing is broken, what will happen to the future of this country and the future women of this country?

If it's really just a story, a plot, a twisted brain, that's okay, but this is really a real society.

Not thinking about the future will cause a very big hole in the world.

I'm also curious as to why Tiandao is so stupid.

But it doesn't matter, Style circled several times in front of a very large stone, the price of that stone was 3000 million, Looking left and right, Style looked undecided, at this time someone just came to ask him.

"If you're not sure about such a big stone, don't take it. If the value inside is really not 3000 million, wouldn't it be a blood loss?"

"I'm a little uncertain, but it's just a little bit. I'm still very sure. What I'm struggling with is how to cut it so big..."

Shi Feng told this newcomer his weird idea.

The other party froze for a moment, he didn't expect him to think so.

"Well, then you can study it slowly by yourself." This person really left, what kind of weirdness is this?

And this time.

The main character appears at the end.

Fan Fei didn't leave when he finished cutting his own stone before. Looking at the style of the stone, all the stones he chose were cut open, and each of them produced jade, so he despised this person in his mouth, but his actual actions were still very realistic.

This is not.

Fan Fei came over and directly stuck his stick on the huge rock, "Only people like you are not sure if there is anything in it."

"Isn't this stone here because of uncertainty? There are so many experts in emotion who can't be sure about a single piece of research, so you can be sure after a quick look?" Style looked at him speechlessly, what about his brain?Don't want it so much?Was it just so casually discarded by you?

"Hmph." Fan Fei snorted coldly and left.

Now he had four stones, and a little more from the others would be enough.

Style shook his head, and continued to check other stones slowly.

The stone is so big, and it looks full of aura. Just now, Style secretly touched the aura that covered Fan Fei's eyes, and relaxed a little. Fan Fei saw the luster of jade flashing in the stone for a moment, but only for a moment. In the instant world, there is no way to accurately judge.

He is also betting now.

The style just shrugs, it doesn't matter, because it's just a line in it.

It's like a piece of glass.

At a glance, wow, it's so big.

Viewed from the side, it is slightly thicker than paper.

Fan Fei only saw it for a moment, and he had no chance, and it was impossible to look around with perspective.

There is no pressure in the style of cheating, that is what he wants to come and grab, right?

Style didn't force him to.

By the time it was all over, the sun had begun to slowly set.

Cutting stones is also cut according to the previous order.

The first eight people are very stable, some of them have made a lot of money, and some of them have lost a little, but overall they still made some money.

But when it came to Fan Fei, Style Style said, "Why don't you cut mine first, it will probably take a lot of time for him to be so big, I got them all in the high-end area, do the math early, so I can figure it out .”

half an hour.

The ten stones of the style have all been cut, and the total value of the jade obtained in them is tens of millions higher than the price he needs to pay.

It crushed the first eight people at once, but everyone was not overly jealous. When the style was studied patiently, everyone also noticed it. There were two of them. Everyone went to see them, and they were not sure what was inside the two stones. He dared to spend tens of millions to gamble whether there is jade or not, which means that he has the courage and is indeed strong.

Until he started cutting Fan Fei's stone.

When Fan Fei saw that number, cold sweat began to trickle down the back of his head again.

Among the nine stones in front of him, there are six stones, and three stones are missing.

But this number is already scary.

You must know that in the past, Fan Fei was very sure of everything. In the past, there was jade in every piece of jade he cut, but this time he actually picked three stones, and there was no one else.

Some people began to wonder whether Fan Fei was dying. I heard that some people were very talented in this area when they were young, but when they were a little older, they couldn't do it anymore. Maybe this person is like that.

But his total value is also calculated, earning about 1000 million.

The last stone is an opportunity to overturn and crush the style.

Fan Fei couldn't believe that he was wrong at that moment.

The first knife went down and did not see Yu.

Fan Fei's face remained unchanged.

Second knife.

The third knife.

It was all white flowers and stones, and Fan Fei's face was already ugly.

Style simply suggested next to him, "There are too many things that can be made from jade now. Even if it is cut from the middle, there is no way to make a large-sized ornament, but the specific value can be judged. It is better to cut it directly from the middle. The sun is about to set. It's over, I haven't eaten lunch, so I can't even let me eat dinner."

Ling Zishan grinned and shouted on the stage, "Brother Feng, I'll treat you to a big meal after he's finished cutting. Go to the western restaurant and fill yourself up with steak!"

Style replied, "Understood."

The professional stone cutter also began to ask Fan Fei for his style ideas.

Fan Fei disagreed, and he was still obsessed with cutting things bit by bit.

Cut to the back or nothing.

The stone cutter probably smashed it this time, so he simply didn't cut it. He threw the machine away and asked Fan Fei to cut it by himself, lest he would be blamed if he didn't have the stone cutter in the end.

Don't say it yet.

No matter how Fan Fei cut it by himself, it was like a white flower and a stone that had collapsed. He also clicked a knife from the middle according to his idea. What caught everyone's eyes was not the dazzling emerald, but a line...

There was silence between the venues.

Fan Fei's mental state collapsed for a moment.

He couldn't believe it.

This kind of line is one piece, at most you can make some earrings and pendants, and you can't even polish the bracelet, it's too thin.

Calculate the value.

Fan Fei was No.1 from the bottom and also lost 2000 million.

The host here cheerfully took a small trophy made of jade and handed it to Style, "Congratulations to Mr. Feng."

The old man next to him who persuaded him before shook his head, as if he was telling himself, but also seemed to be praising his style, "There are talents from all over the country, I am fascinated, amateurs are better than my professional, what a shame, Hahaha."

Although this person said so, the bold smile on his face was not fake at all.

Style returned a big smile, "I'm just an amateur, and my main job is not to cut stones, but I hope all the masters, especially the masters who said they must make us a foil when participating in the competition, you have to keep working hard Ah, bring more and better quality jade to our country."

Fan Fei's face was dark.

Regardless of the persuasion of others, he brought the college flower back to the hotel without style.

There will be a match tomorrow, and just now through his clairvoyance, he realized that it can be used again, and tomorrow will definitely not be as miserable as it is now!

Style: That's necessary. After all, cats and mice have their own tension and relaxation. It's not good to play to death all at once. It's serious to play until the mouse collapses and doesn't want to run away at all.

Here.

Of the ten stones, Ling Zishan paid for two, and sold the rest at a discounted price to the organizer of the exhibition. After walking around in style, the originally flat purse could hold up to death.

Although he had quite a big wallet before, how to do scientific research, it is not a simple research, it is a burning of funds!

It is all by burning money to get the experimental results.

Although the act of burning money has already been burned in the past.

Now it's just copy and paste, but the materials needed are also very expensive.

Today, when Style and Ling Zishan went back to the hotel together, Ling Zishan smiled like a fool, "Really, I almost killed me from laughing, Fan Fei's face is so ugly, hahahaha, it's so interesting, by the way, before you What did you say to him on stage?"

"It's nothing, just say that he takes Viagra and is still a monster." Style replied indifferently.

Ling Zishan froze for a moment, then laughed wildly, the kind that burst into tears, "Are you trying to laugh at me to death so that you can inherit my condom?"

"Fuck off, you should take your condom to the grave yourself." Style is no longer disgusted now, and kicked him directly.

"Cut, but what happened today? It's not a live broadcast at the venue. Everyone gathers together when they go in and out to cut stones. Fan Fei didn't do this before. What's going on? There are three empty ones." , one is still a line."

"I offended the Buddha, bah, I offended the gods." As soon as Feng Feng finished the first five words, he felt that there was something wrong with him, so he quickly changed his words.

Ling Zishan had already caught his stalk, "What? Are you saying that he offended you, a bald donkey?"

Style's fingers creaked, "What's the matter? Do you dislike board size?"

Ling Zishan was startled, and hurried forward a few steps, "I'm just kidding, brother Feng, don't hit me, I'm still a baby."

"A giant baby like you needs to be beaten more, so that you can understand how difficult the adult world is!" Style chased after him and kicked him again.

Back to the hotel for a good night's rest.

Style came to the field again the next day, but he didn't participate in today's game.

Of course, today, the style has not deliberately blocked Fan Fei's perspective.

When Fan Fei was in the limelight, on the third day, his style directly crippled Fan Fei's perspective, but he had already signed up for today's competition, so he was so confused when he entered.

This, what's going on here?

unacceptable!

This is really totally unacceptable!

The game that day was horrible.

Inexplicably, a message circulated in this circle, saying that Fan Fei is not really capable at all, and there is a team of experts behind him, who have conducted research on those stones every time.

Later, he only had to name which one had jade.

Otherwise, why when he used to pick stones, he could pick them just by looking at them.

It seems that the state is not good in the past few days. In fact, I broke up with other people in the team. On the whole, it is very bad compared with the past.

Not to mention, some people take various tools, small brushes, and magnifying glasses to study those rough stones for a while, and then they can find out whether there are stones in them. His casual glance is like looking at the weeds on the side of the road. It's the same as wild flowers, but it's impossible to look at the wild grass and wild flowers on the roadside and not figure out what it's called.

There must be a problem.

Fan Fei's reputation is not good, his eyes are gone, and he has no way to prove himself, so it is very uncomfortable.

but.

When he has no strength, he will not think about his own strength. It may be because he has consumed too much. He will only think that someone has framed him. First, he has checked all aspects of his diet, and nothing will be bad for his eyes. s things.

Start investigating the people around you.

In the end, the inexplicable investigation came to the style.

Fan Fei is like a hate diverter, he directly hates style.

The style is dumbfounded.

But it doesn't matter.

The original owner was cuckolded and suffered so badly, didn't he do nothing?

Some people have unscrupulous thoughts and want to harm others and do evil things, so they just want to.

There's no reason for that.

Style touched his nose, and took Ling Zishan back after the three-day holiday.

The system said that this was the last mission world, no matter what the reason was, he had to slow down when tossing Fan Fei, at least let the system edit a very good movie and make it earn enough money.

When he jumped off the building, he himself was in a daze, but after waking up, he could still see his memory clearly, knowing that he had indeed jumped off the building, and that he had indeed met the system.

No matter what the reason is, no matter how bad the system treats him, the blood on the other party's head was indeed caused by him when he first met, especially when the other party "saved himself".

Is it a happy ending for each other?

The style is messy thinking.

When he returned to the city where his father was, he continued to devote himself to scientific research.

Those researchers have now regarded him as a precious existence at the national treasure level, and they like to study him when they have nothing to do, and want to get some more knowledge from his mind.

It is more difficult to defend against these researchers than to defend against assassins in the emperor's world. This group of people is really 24 hours a day.

Especially in order to speed up, Style put most of the work on to Ling Zishan, and simply lived in the research room.

The unlucky boy Ling Zishan earned so much money from him, took so much good jade, took over the job without hesitation, and wasted himself like a dog every day.

Although he was curious about what Style was doing, he never asked aloud and did everything a friend should do.

Style lives directly in the scientific research institute, and wants to get out of the medical cabin as soon as possible.

It turned out that the group of researchers liked to climb the bed when they had nothing to do.

This is not.

One night, a man directly opened the door with this spare key.

His eyes were as bright as the pupils of a cat at night, and they became brighter when he saw the tired look on his face.

Without further ado, a hungry wolf pounced on Style's bedside, half-kneeling on the ground, "Style Style Style Style, what does this string of data mean? And what are these here and here? Tell me, tell me ..."

in an infinite loop.

The noisy voice made Style want to kick him away.

"You, get out!" Style pushed his dog's head aside.

"I do not!"

Style's face turned dark, and he got off the bed directly. Fortunately, he was wearing pajamas before, otherwise, wouldn't it be obvious to others?

Holding the old man by his collar, he threw him out of the door. He also went out to the research room and made a small room door lock and alarm with existing materials.

Without further ado, he closed the door, and gave the researcher a vicious look, "If you dare to open my door secretly, I will ask the curator to give you a month's leave, and let you meet for a month." There is nothing to study!"

"I was wrong Brother Feng, love me again, I will never open your door again, but I still want to know what this represents, why this and this combination will form this again!"

"Get out!" Feng Style gave him a cold look, slammed the door shut and went back to sleep.

Pooh.

If it weren't for the fact that these researchers are really not in good shape, the style said that he would definitely slap them in the face.

There is no one else, okay?A whole undercut combo.

The speed of research progress is either fast or slow, at least when Fan Fei rescued another military boss, the style synchronized to push out the medical cabin.

He said that the group also participated in the introduction, and the researchers in the research seemed to have been injected with chicken blood one by one. They advertised the medical cabin for free.

"This is completely a product of a cross-age era. Whether you believe it or not, accept it or not, it can really replace too many machines and too many doctors' jobs!"

A scientific researcher explained this under his Twitter account.

Of course there are conspiracy theories in the comments below.

"If this kind of thing is sent out privately, some people will definitely be dissatisfied? How many doctors and nurses might be laid off because of this kind of thing?"

As a result, that person was scolded as soon as he commented on it.

"Then why don't you say how many lives this thing can save? Then why don't you say that you are very likely to get sick when you get old? If you have the ability, you will be a young man for the rest of your life!"

Style doesn't care about these bells and whistles.

Fan Fei started to act deadly again. After he healed the body of the military boss, he began to use the strength of the other party to make a living in the upper class.

Even if it is because he has no perspective, the medical skills of the hand still exist. The style can only be said. Although the ancient medical skills are powerful, the current medical skills are not bad. The best way to solve the problem of human physical illness is of course the combination of the two medical skills .

There is no strongest and no weakest.

There were originally two systems.

There is no need for comparison.

When a bad guy gains power, he uses that power against people he once found annoying.

For example, the last time a family had something to do with Stylist, a family held a private banquet, and Xia Lu's family was also invited.

But Fan Fei was not invited, so he brought Xia Lu along.

He wants to target style.

First, the style looks better than him.

Second, the style is born rich for the second generation.

Third, Style is his woman's predecessor.

Regardless of the reason, or Fan Fei's own imagining, the style has attacked him, but it doesn't matter.

Fan Fei chose to target style.

this day.

People who come to the banquet come from different backgrounds and personalities.

After the regular dance, it's just familiar people standing together and chatting or something.

Fan Fei took Xia Lu to a sofa sitting in a remote corner drinking, and fired a map gun when he came up, "You are the only useless man hiding in the corner drinking."

"You seem to be useful, so why did you come to the corner with a wine glass in your hand?" Style yelled at him without changing his face.

"Of course it's useless to mock you with a wine glass, otherwise what do you think?" While speaking, Fan Fei put his arms around Xia Lu's waist.

Xia Lu leaned into his arms shyly with a cooperating face, "Brother Fei, don't be like this, there are so many people watching."

"Just watch it. You are my Fan Fei's woman. Let me see who dares to criticize you." Fan Fei looked domineering, and drank the red wine in his hand.

"I said, isn't your No. 11 toe really ground into a enoki mushroom? You can meet you, a shit-stirring stick, when you drink in the corner, and there is no one else." Ling Zishan sat on another single sofa, originally Had a great time chatting with Style, especially knowing that Style was in that med pod to participate in the research.

He felt that he would be able to hug Brother Feng's thigh in a matter of minutes, and it was enough for this kind of man to appear in the next second.

"Why do you care so much? You haven't seen him before. In fact, he is a human demon." Style continued.

On Xia Lu's side, she looked sad, "Style, why do you say that about Brother Fei? You wouldn't be so mean before. You're still not a man."

Obviously the voice is very soft and soft, why does it sound so beating?

Although the style doesn't hit women, he will spout, "Am I a man? You haven't seen me before. Why are you talking so much? Why do you want to meet? I won't let you see me if I want to. It's still possible to dream."

"Brother Feng, don't keep driving that tattered toy car of yours. You'll be finished when I find the evidence." Ling Zishan leaned over and said in a low voice. Yes, let’s go in, let’s go in together.”

"You, you really don't match your name at all, you don't have style at all, you don't have manners, what a shame!" Xia Lu gritted her teeth angrily, and stomped her foot.

Style gets goosebumps from the action.

Fan Fei also looked at Xia Lu with distressed expression, "Lu Lu, don't be angry, this kind of useless man has nothing to be angry with, the weather is getting colder and colder, the Feng's consortium can go bankrupt."

"Whatever you say is what you say. If dreaming can make you happier, then you can dream." Feng Style waved his hand and said as if chasing flies, which made the two of them turn black with anger.

Ling Zishan also applauded Feng Feng, "Brother Feng is very generous, if you want me to come, I think everyone will slap each other."

The man and woman could hear those words clearly, and their faces were livid with anger. Fan Fei still tried to comfort Xia Lu, "Don't have any pointless disputes with these useless men. Isn't the only thing they can be proud of is their family background? If it disappears, what is it?"

And here.

The style pushed Ling Zishan aside who was approaching, and said disgustedly, "You have to be able to play mixed doubles, I didn't say that, if Fan Fei was in a bad mood that day and wanted to hit you with a sack, you If you can’t even escape, don’t call me brother, shame on you.”

"Just kidding, who am I? I'm Ling Zishan! Just him?" Ling Zishan patted his chest inflatedly, feeling that he was very powerful.

"Just as long as you're happy." Shi Feng glanced at him indifferently.

Come to this reception, one is that there are free drinks here, and the other is that you can see Xia Lu, of course, it does not mean that the style has any unreasonable thoughts on Xia Lu.

He just wanted to see if the original owner's misfortune was really all caused by Xia Lu's indirect influence, or if she also had a hand in it.

It now appears to be the latter.

The weather is getting colder, and the Xia Group should go bankrupt.

His style is different from Fan Fei's. Some things can be thought about, and there is no need to say them out.

The Xia Group mainly focuses on jewelry, and Ling Zishan's family is also in the jewelry industry. I believe that they should still have a lot of ideas about annexing the other party.

Later, the two left the inner hall of the reception hand in hand, and went to the garden outside to discuss matters.

Enemies always have narrow paths.

Style stays in the corner, and Fan Fei can find him to come to the door. If you come to discuss things in the garden at night, you can see Xia Lu and Fan Fei who are squatting in the small flowers and booing. No one is lucky.

He clapped his hands in a fair and aboveboard manner, applauding for Ai, "Why are you two acting in a sitcom? I haven't brought cash yet, so I can't give you a reward. I'm so sorry."

Ling Zishan hadn't seen the two of them before, so he looked over with Style's gaze, and then burst out laughing when he heard what he said.

"It doesn't matter, Brother Feng, you just spit out your saliva as a reward for the two of them." Ling Zishan smiled, and his suave face revealed the feeling that he deserved a beating.

Fan Fei over there finally left Xia Lu's mouth, "So you still have a habit of voyeurism?"

Style ignored him, and replied to Ling Zishan, "Don't make trouble, do they have the capital to touch my saliva?"

"That's right, Brother Feng, you have such a dedicated man in love. If it weren't for someone who is blessed and ignorant of blessings, wouldn't you be the only one who loves you all your life? How can you compare with someone? In this modern society, you still want to be whole. Once there are three thousand beauties, I don’t even look at whether I have the capital to be the emperor.”

"You can be a eunuch if you can't be the emperor, at least the eunuchs have seen too many beauties." Feng Feng said.

Fan Fei was harmed by the two of them, and his face was as black as charcoal, "Why are two men who peek at other people's private affairs so proud?"

"Pride doesn't count, you dare to perform in public, why don't we dare to watch it?" Ling Zishan gave him a disgusted look, this person is really unscrupulous, he even kissed in public , still care whether others can see it?

The most important thing is that this is a banquet after all. This kind of picture is for others to see. Once it is revealed, what will appear will not be Fan Fei's love affair, the love story between this pair of men and women.

The rumors that emerged were definitely Xia Lu’s indiscretion. Fan Fei didn’t even understand the basics of etiquette in front of so many people. Actively avoid.

If it's really a couple that is aboveboard, wants to express their feelings, and can't help but kiss, the style will definitely pull Ling Zishan back immediately.

To avoid the shyness of the young couple, is the picture in front of you normal?

Fan Fei became angry, "You useless man, what nonsense are you talking about, I just like Xia Lu and you have something to do with it? Don't say that the grapes are sour because you can't eat grapes."

How could Ling Zishan bear these words?

Ling Zishan: "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if I look at a pig, I won't fall in love with Xia Lu. Besides, Brother Feng and Xia Lu used to stand together, and Brother Feng was also good-looking. How about a woman who is still having an affair with someone else during the engagement period, blind me to fall in love with her?"

If there is a quarrel between women, it is really a lot of subtext, and the two old men also quarreled, just to expose the shortcoming.

Fan Fei: "Ling Zishan! Shut up, what do you think you are? I can bankrupt Feng's consortium or your Ling's group. Don't be ashamed."

Ling Zishan: "What does it mean to give face shameless? Do you need to give face? You are a thing that is not as good as a beast? You want to give me face? No, I think your face is dirty."

Black lines appeared on Style Style's face, "What's the point of arguing, just fight if you don't agree, and you, Ling Zishan, it's not shameful to quarrel in public, what are you fussing about with a child?"

Ling Zishan couldn't hold back when he heard this, he just laughed out loud, "Hahaha, what Brother Feng said makes sense, what's the point of arguing with a child, Fan Fei, if you want to fall in love early, Brother Feng and I won't bother you, yes Yes, our company’s products are not bad, you can buy more if you need them, and it’s not expensive, only 800% of the original price.”

"Let's go, go back." Style was too lazy to stay in this reception, fortunately no one around here saw Ling Zishan and Fan Fei arguing in public.

If there's any fuss, if it's a man, just hit him!

Whoops, just kidding.

No quarreling, no fighting.

There are many ways to toss Fan Fei.

On the way back, Shi Feng sat in the car and explained to Ling Zishan, "Fan Fei is very evil, if you are not absolutely sure of winning with one blow, try not to confront him head-on, he is a medical student , with just a few things, you may be sent to the hospital, and the doctor can't find out."

"Can't your medical cabin check it out?" Ling Zishan asked strangely.

Style choked for a moment, "This is really okay."

"Isn't that enough? No matter how useful Fan Fei looks, his eyesight is bad now, and he can't see through stones. He has no chance to make quick money. Seeing how he looks so swollen, he definitely won't be able to settle down. What can you do with me?"

Ling Zishan still has confidence in his own strength.

Style looked at him helplessly, thinking in his heart, if he pays more attention, nothing will happen.

He can bring people into Fan Fei's space. In the plot, he fights with a group of girls and goblins.

Style returned to his home and greeted his father.

Ling Zishan also went back to his home.

The next day, the shares of Feng's consortium fell wildly, and they used the money they earned from rough stones to buy back all the stocks that were sold outside at a low price. Although 51% accounted for an absolute share, no one knew whether Fan Fei would Find ways to do things.

Moreover.

The style still has the ability to self-produce and sell itself. The medical cabin has only explained the effect on the Twitter of those scientific researchers, and the specifics have to be released by the national forces.

It will take three months at the latest before it can be popularized in our country, and then the whole world.

And among the things that can't be done well, there are people with mental twitches who want to prevent the release of the medical cabin.

The cross-age development of science and technology brings not the technological progress of this world in the first place, but various interest disputes.

Fortunately, the style is backed by a big tree to enjoy the shade.

When Fan Fei secretly targeted Style Company, Style had not only become the treasure of those researchers, but also belonged to the country, and the bodyguards were sent as if they didn't need money.

Every time Ling Zishan asks Style to go out for a drink, he will be regarded as a bad person. The bodyguard's eyes scan up and down like radar, and he can rest assured that Ling Zishan will not cause any harm to Style.

Ling Zishan would roll his eyes in that situation, he can't let his friends refuse the country's protection.

There are also things like medical cabins that have already been patented by the state, which can make money for the country, a lot of money, and a lot of money. Fan Fei, who is quite famous in this province here, really can’t compare, yes. Something influential all over the world.

When a person is inferior to a thing, how should that person forcibly struggle to compare?

With a leisurely style, he watched more and more shares of Feng's consortium in his hands, and occasionally sold them by himself. Fan Fei was buying at a high price, and the style would stop when he sold them out. Holding 51%.

In fact, Fan Fei was at a disadvantage by paying a high price, but in order to directly toss Style's company until dawn, it was time to go bankrupt, and he showed that he was not short of money at all.

Style expressed satisfaction with increasingly bulging purses.

At the same time, Fan Fei's methods for style are becoming more and more terrifying.

At first, it was just manipulating the stock market, but finally began to spread rumors on the Internet, how bad the various products of Style Company are, and even publicly expressed that they want to target Style.

Style doesn’t have any particularly good friends. Except for Ling Zishan’s decisive support for him, people who are not familiar with Style are even more unfamiliar.

The style looks more and more miserable, like a little cabbage that no one loves.

The company has also been suppressed and had to sell some things. The old man is sad and worried every day... His son has been getting more and more busy at work recently, and the lonely old man is really worried about whether he will have Alzheimer's.

The old man is very aware of the reality, so if he sells it, he will sell it. Anyway, this company will be inherited by his son in the end, and his son can play as he wants, and the fame and fortune his son has gained can be passed down for hundreds of years at least!

This concept can be understood without thinking, and he, an old man, may be mentioned as the father of such a pioneering figure in the future, so what's wrong?

Very leisurely.

Style played his company like a precarious scum, and at the same time followed Ling Zishan for another trip, and started a jewelry company.

The style does not go too far, and does not have any impact on the rough stone market, and good things do not have to be occupied. In the case of making a small profit, all the stones were traded to Ling Zishan.

The company that Ling Zishan inherited from the old man has many top designers in it, and with so many top materials, those designers burst out with inspiration and even started designing products for the rich.

Because the stones produced by the style are not all top-notch, Ling Zishan not only goes to the high-end market, but also the civilian market, and quickly seizes most of the turnover of the jewelry market in this province.

Xia Lu's father is full of confusion, and he still doesn't know what's going on now.

But he knew that Fan Fei was very good at picking rough stones. In order not to ruin his life's hard work, Xia Lu's father began to ask Xia Lu to let Fan Fei help choose some stones.

Fan Fei no longer has perspective, how could he agree to this matter?

Xia Lu was also told very badly by him, and she went home with tears in her eyes. Her father was so busy with the company that he was so busy every day. Once she saw Xia Lu when she came home, she would only say that she was at Fan Fei's place. What a bad day.

Xia Lu's father really loves his daughter, and when facing her words, he said with certainty that