Father and daughter Tang Shiwei sang and harmonized in order to get the Lin family to put pressure on Lin Zhiruo.
After speaking, Tang Wanping pushed Lin Yingjun away, supported Tang Shiwei and walked away.
"Lin Zhiruo, what a good thing you did!" Lin Yingjun scolded immediately after the Tang family's father and daughter left. However, due to Xiao He's power, he hid far away at this time.
Lin Songbai glared at Lin Yingjun fiercely, "Yingjun, get out of here!"
"Dad, you can't..." Lin Yingjun was unwilling to give in.
"Get out of here!" Lin Songbai slammed his cane.
Lin Yingjun had no choice but to walk out of the reception room dejectedly.
Lin Songbai knew that he could no longer use force against Lin Zhiruo. Now that Lin Zhiruo had matured, he could only use the remaining family affection to achieve the effect. This was why he brought Lin Yinghua over.
He sighed deeply: "Zhiruo, I won't say much else. Now the life and death of the Lin Group depends on your thoughts." After that, Lin Songbai also walked out of the reception room, but left Lin Yinghua inside.
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Lin Zhiruo was also very nervous at the moment. She didn't want to watch the Lin Group being choked by Tang Shiwei and his daughter, but she also didn't want to wrong Xiao He.
"Dad, please stop trying to persuade me. If the Tang family and his daughter don't apologize to Xiao He, I will not agree to Xiao He's treatment." Lin Zhiruo directly expressed her attitude.
Lin Yinghua was also very helpless. He already felt guilty about his daughter, so naturally he couldn't force her anymore at this time, so he could only sigh again and again.
After a while, Song Chunhua also came after hearing the wind. Needless to say, it must have been called by Lin Songbai.
As soon as Song Chunhua arrived, she cried and said: "Zhiruo, you must let Xiao He take action this time! Your uncle has already said that if Xiao He doesn't take action, he will take back your father's shares."
"Your dad and I can rely on that share for our retirement."
Lin Zhiruo had an even worse headache. She knew her mother's temperament. She would cry, make trouble, and hang herself.
So she had no choice but to ask Xiao He for help. Song Chunhua seemed to have a better memory, and no longer blindly forced Lin Zhiruo, but took the initiative to walk in front of Xiao He.
"Xiao He, it was your mother's fault before. She apologized to you. From now on, she will never interfere with you and Zhiruo's affairs. But this time, you must save the Lin family no matter what!"
It's not that Song Chunhua has really changed her gender, but now that Xiao He is getting stronger and stronger, Song Chunhua has to correct her identity.
Lin Yinghua's helplessness, Lin Zhiruo's sadness, Song Chunhua's emptiness and resignation, Xiao He naturally saw them all.
"Mom and Dad, leave this matter to me. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer tomorrow." Song Chunhua came to beg him uncharacteristically, so Xiao He naturally couldn't be too indifferent.
After Lin Yinghua and his wife left, Lin Zhiruo gently snuggled into Xiao He's arms and blamed herself: "Xiao He, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have taken you to see Tang Shiwei in the first place."
Xiao He stroked Lin Zhiruo's hair and said, "Zhiruo, don't worry about this. Let me see if there are any other ways." He planned to ask Jiang Rourou and Nangong Huai for help first, but he didn't believe Tang Shiwei.
You can really cover the sky with one hand.
If it doesn't work, just kill Tang Shiwei directly. If the trouble can't be solved, why can't he solve the troublemaker? Xiao He has no sympathy for people like Tang Shiwei.
At this moment, Xiao He's cell phone rang. Xiao He saw that it was Nangong Yue's call. He was either picking it up or not. If he was picking up, he was worried that Nangong Yue's mouth would not be blocked. If he didn't pick up, he would be ready now.
I don't dare to offend this eldest lady by asking the Nangong family to help.
Just when Xiao He was struggling, Lin Zhiruo suddenly said, "Whose call is it? Why don't you answer it?"
"Just a business friend." Xiao He had to accept it now, otherwise Zhiruo would definitely be suspicious.
"Hello!" Xiao He answered the phone in fear, because Lin Zhiruo was lying motionless on top of him, her ears as erect as those of an elf.
Nangong Yue's voice came: "Xiao He? Tomorrow is my grandfather's birthday. You promised to come to attend last time."
Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Nangong Yue stopped talking nonsense.
"Yeah, okay, I will come on time tomorrow, okay, that's it!"
Xiao He hurriedly hung up the phone without giving Nangong Yue a chance to speak.
"Damn Xiao He, how dare you hang up on me!" In the office of the president of Jinsheng Group, Nangong Yue clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.
At this time, the office door was pushed open, and a young man wearing a Cartier shirt walked in. If Xiao He were here, he would definitely recognize this person. It was Xie Jin who had a bad relationship with him in the morning.
Behind Xie Jin were several people in different clothes. Any one of these people would not stand out among the crowd, but they should not be underestimated because these people were all Huang-level warriors.
"Xiaoyue, it's time to go home." Xie Jin showed a warm smile.
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Early the next morning, Xiao He set off from the Zhuque Martial Arts Hall and headed towards Nangong Villa. Since today is the birthday banquet of the God of Wealth in Jincheng, big bosses from all walks of life will surely come. Maybe he can find a solution here.
What about Tang Shiwei’s method?
When Xiao He stopped the car, he found that the parking lot was already packed with countless luxury cars. His Accord simply stood out from the crowd.
Following the guidance of the bodyguard, Xiao He came to the lawn outside the villa, where a cocktail reception would be held at noon. At this time, more than a dozen long milky white tables were placed on the thousands-square-foot lawn, and the tables were filled with
A variety of luxurious fruit wines and exquisite snacks.
Countless Jincheng celebrities were holding goblets and wearing fine clothes, chatting in groups. Since Xiao He had shown off his talents in martial arts competitions, many wealthy Jincheng businessmen also came up to say hello.
Xiao He nodded with a smile and looked around the villa. He had just noticed that there were many warrior auras around the villa.
He immediately thought of Nangong Yue's two assassinations, and felt relieved. Today was Nangong Huai's birthday banquet with many people, so it was the best opportunity for an assassination.
Suddenly, Xiao He's eyes lit up. He saw a tall woman wearing a black low-cut dress walking towards him. She turned out to be Cheng Qinglan.
He hadn't seen this niece for a few days. He remembered that the last time he saw her wearing a dress was at Huo Qigong's banquet.
Xiao He smiled slightly and said: "Niece Lanlan, are you here to perform a mission again?"
Cheng Qinglan frowned slightly and whispered: "How did you know?"
"Uh!" Xiao He was speechless, so he just said casually. He didn't expect that Cheng Qinglan was really here to perform the task.
"Are there any masters coming this time?" Xiao He smiled bitterly in his heart. He was really scared of Huo Qigong's banquet last time.
Cheng Qinglan hesitated for a moment, "I'm sorry Xiao He, I can't tell you this. Anyway, please be more careful today, the other party is very difficult." Cheng Qinglan's expression was serious, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"If nothing happens, you'd better leave early." This was also the main reason why Cheng Qinglan came to say hello, reminding Xiao He.
Xiao He is very indifferent. As long as he doesn't meet the top master, he can come and go anywhere freely now.
"I found that there are many warriors around here, are they all your people?"
Hearing this, Cheng Qinglan frowned again.
"Okay, I'll just ask casually. Don't say anything if it's inconvenient." Xiao He naturally saw Cheng Qinglan's dilemma, so he stopped forcing it.
"Besides us, there are also higher-level departments." After Cheng Qinglan said this in Xiao He's ear, she walked away gracefully.
A higher level department?
Xiao He couldn't help but feel a little interested. Mr. Nangong was not hosting a birthday banquet, but a Hongmen banquet! It was obvious that he was inviting you to the urn!