(Thanks to book friend 3061 for the tip, and thanks to Ziyi Jushi for the tip.)

(The layman in purple is so beautiful!)

Lin Huaile's silence made Xie Lan punch the cotton.

"Whether it's black or white, it changes forever. You need to be qualified to go to the table."

"Patriotism is also about identity."

"No one likes a pauper. Even Su Qin and other great sages were left out in the cold before they became successful. This is true for all great sages, let alone us."

Xie Lan drank the herbal tea in one gulp and crossed her slender, even legs on the table to prevent them from shaking.

"No need to show off, I know my legs are straight and white!"

Lin Huaile put his hand on Xie Lan's leg, touched it up and down, and praised it sincerely.

"Dirty!"

Xie Lan blushed, but did not stop Lin Huaile's movement.

"You've been talking for so long, don't you just want to say that you have a way?"

"Speak out and add it up together."

"The young master and young lady in the school are yours."

"Whether it's my godfather or Sister Litchi, they have no interest in taking the right path."

Lin Huaile stroked his beautiful legs and murmured.

"The idiots from the Industrial and Commercial Department want to build a public hospital in Xiangjiang and are making donations in a big way."

"Such a good deed is of course a grand event that we can do together."

"Two hundred thousand tickets, as long as you donate to the designated foundation, you can enter the charity dinner list."

Xie Lan gave up and continued to enjoy her lover's touch.

The admission ticket worth 200,000 Hong Kong dollars is really a generous sum.

Lin Huaile's hand didn't stop and continued to play with it.

The ghost guys have established a foundation in Xiangjiang, which is not only 800, but also 1,000.

The advantage of capital society is that it can make money openly.

The foundation is the carrier that carries the mutual benefit of everyone's power and money.

Lin Huaile is not short of 200,000 yuan, and he doesn't feel bad even if it is wasted money.

But if he just wants to make friends with the ghost guy from the Industrial and Commercial Administration Department, this reason is not enough for him to spend money happily.

The gangsters in the Industrial and Commercial Affairs Bureau are all greedy as hell, and this little money cannot feed them.

"It's all private fundraising. Po Leung Kuk will spend a sum of money in exchange for a Justice of the Peace in the hands of the Commercial and Industrial Affairs Bureau."

"Except for the big guys at Po Leung Kuk, no one else has much interest."

"I wonder if you would like to try the opportunity of burning a cold stove?"

Xie Lan had been busy all morning, and he didn't eat much in the morning, so his stomach was growling.

"My stomach is growling, so let's go eat first. I booked a table at Fulinmen, called Big D, and studied hard how to cause trouble for McCaw."

Lin Huaile did not immediately answer Xie Lan's words. He was not familiar with the Industrial and Commercial Affairs Bureau, so it would not be a wise move to make a donation rashly.

There are many power brokers in Xiangjiang, but the prices are high, but I happen to know one.

"Whatever you want, I haven't tasted Fu Bo's craftsmanship for a long time."

Xie Lan put down his legs, picked up the briefcase on the table, and prepared to go out for dinner.

"I'll ask Changmao to print business cards in the afternoon. I'll leave you the position of director of the insurance company and magazine company and get a salary."

Lin Huaile also jumped down from the table and straightened his loose suit.

Xie Lan's monthly pocket money is quite a lot, even more than that of white-collar workers in large companies.

After all, she controls the number in her hand and pays herself a salary every month, so no one can say anything.

But you can't put these things in plain sight. You can't just go out and say to others that you are a bad girl from a gang!

"Okay, remember to have English words on it."

"Hurry up! I'm starving!".

"That's not what you said last night!" Lin Huaile shrugged and walked out.

Ever since he was tricked by McCaw, Lin Huaile always traveled in two cars. Dehua and Situ Haonan were always by his side to protect him.

Fulinmen is the most famous Cantonese restaurant in Xiangjiang. Everyone who has eaten Ah Yi abalone gives it a thumbs up.

When Lin Huaile came in his previous life, Fulinmen was so exaggerated that he only accepted US dollars.

When I arrived at the private room that I had reserved in advance, I opened the door and found Big D already waiting inside.

"No way, Brother D, I'm treating you to a treat, and you came earlier than the host, so you rushed to the street!"

Lin Huaile first pulled out a chair for Xie Lan, then sat next to Big D, and said exaggeratedly.

"The prince is the prince. He is much more comfortable than us villagers."

"I just made arrangements for grandpa's people, and I came here to meet you, a street boy. It's really crazy."

"Do it tonight, is there any problem?"

Big D poured himself a glass of wine and drank half a sip before serving it to Lin Huaile.

"No problem, you know I'm most afraid of wasting time."

"However, you have made such a big splash, and now both the old and the new should have gotten wind of it. Aren't you afraid of being slapped down as soon as you get off the car?"

Lin Huaile handed Xie Lan the menu and kept complaining that she was hungry along the way. Unexpectedly, he thought he didn't feed her last night.

"How about the wind?"

"What can we do?"

"I just want the whole of Xiangjiang to know that I am going to cause trouble for McCaw and take it out on you, Brother Le."

Big D spoke openly, but in fact he just wanted to build his own brand.

Good calculation.

"So majestic. When you come out to choose, I will definitely give you my sacred vote."

"What did our sister say?"

Lin Huaile was still more concerned about Guo Lanmei's reaction.

"What can the boss say? Brothers want to come forward, so of course they agree."

"This loser, Lan Guijie, will bring two hundred brothers to support us tonight. Don't worry, we will succeed in no time!" Big D said nonchalantly.

No problem means no problem!

Lin Huaile didn't say much, but started to drink and start eating.

...

In the Tuo Di on Yangcun Road, Lin Huaile looked at Mr. Guan in front of him and put the incense into the incense burner with his own hands.

If there were a ranking list of gods, Guan Erye would definitely be at the top.

From the dwarf mule to the policeman, everyone worshiped him.

Guan Erye is an almighty god, both black and white can get what they need from him.

The policeman worships Guan Gong in green robe, and he worships morality, which means there will be no war and the world will be peaceful.

The dwarf mule worships the red-robed Guan Gong, as he worships loyalty and righteousness, which represents bloody battles on the battlefield and great rewards.

If Mr. Guan burns a stick of incense in front of him, the people under Muyang City will not be hurt. If he uses paper towels and fan four to five, he will win or lose after drinking before drinking.

Worshiping the second master is actually a tradition of the Tiandihui. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the Tiandihui, which aimed at resisting the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty, chose Guan Gong as the object of worship in order to conceal its identity.

It mainly talks about Guan Yu being in Cao's camp and in the Han Dynasty, to show that heaven and earth will restore the Han family's rivers and mountains.

Lin Huaile stepped aside and let the boys behind him burn incense.

There are very few people who can offer incense on the earth.

There are only Chang Mao, Situ Haonan, Zheng Feng, Liu Zhen, plus those who came later, Feimao, Lan Zaihua, etc.
Chapter completed!