Ling Luoyu's eyes sank: "Fatty, pay attention to your words!"

Feng Chenglin didn't look at her face, but still said to himself: "Besides, we and Mr. Lu are not outsiders. For Mr. Lu, this little money is a drop in the bucket and will not hurt his foundation and touch his bones. So, I'm making some pocket money, what's wrong with me? Mr. Lu, do you think so?"

Lu Ming smiled and nodded: "Of course, this is also my sincerity!"

Feng Chenglin curled his lips: "Look, Mr. Lu said so!"

Ling Luoyu seemed angry and didn't say anything.

Feng Chenglin wrinkled his facial features a little annoyed: "Look, you're still angry. This girl's family is not angry... Mr. Lu, do you think so?"

Lu Ming said: "Yes..."

Feng Chenglin: "So, I will leave this to you to make Miss Ling happy!"

Lu Ming: “…??”

Feng Chenglin was very serious: "Believe me, Miss Ling is angry, and the consequences are very serious, so you have to think of some ways to make Miss Ling less angry!"

Lu Ming:...Why did he suddenly feel like he was being tricked by these two people?!

But now, he could only frown and agree: "...What's the solution?"

"Simple!" Feng Chenglin turned around and snapped his fingers: "For example... Where is the Lord of God?!"

He went straight to the point, and opening his mouth was the point.

Lu Ming realized it later and then realized that he realized that these two people, since they appeared, their targets were the Lord of God.

Maybe even the previous bickering was a scene they had deliberately arranged.

At that moment, he smiled indifferently: "The Lord of God will not run away again, so I will naturally tell you that his place is just... what I want?"

Ling Luoyu seemed to smile and said, "Things are simpler. As long as we find the Lord of God, things will naturally be presented with them with both hands!"

Lu Ming immediately raised his eyebrows: "Miss Ling's meaning is not to say... Only if I tell you, you will give me that box, right?"

Ling Luoyu: "Isn't it?"

Lu Ming: "...of course not!"

The two looked at each other.

The eyes are cold.

The aura between the two sides gradually became.

It is obvious that the two sides seem to be in a deadlock.

Ling Luoyu wants to get news from the Lord of God first.

Lu Ming wanted to get the box first.

None of them trust each other.

Cooperation without trust is so simple and direct.

Feng Chenglin ate the things on the table, and seemed to not notice anything wrong with the atmosphere.

He raised his head, looked at the two of them, and drank a large mouthful of wine.

Wiping his mouth, he smiled and said, "What are you doing? I agreed to cooperate, but at the beginning, I just cooperated, and it was like this... Isn't that bad to just distrust the other party like this?"

Ling Luoyu looked coldly: "What's wrong, fat man, what else do you have to do?"

Feng Chenglin swept away the bowl and plate in front of him, took out a wine glass, and placed it in front of Lu Ming.

"This is you!"

Lu Ming frowned.

Feng Chenglin put a wine glass in front of Ling Luoyu again: "This is our third young master!"

He took out the third wine glass and placed it between the two wine glasses: "I don't know who this one is!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were deep: "Are you looking for an intermediary?"

Lu Ming then suddenly realized.

Feng Chenglin changed his position and continued to eat: "You neither trust each other, so the best solution at the moment is to find an intermediary who both of you trust to do this game!"
Chapter completed!