However, Jin Zun spent three years inserting a few chess pieces in Guangyu, watching this dog-eat-dog chess game, and easily and effortlessly destroyed Guangyu Group and Chen Jinglin's entire life. So what?
Will they be informed in advance? It can only be said that this chess game is too deep and mysterious.
Just when Chen Jinglin and his son were anxious, there were several sounds of leather shoes coming from outside the reception room door, all at random, regardless of severity.
It was music to the ears of Chen Jinglin and his son. The two of them stood up as if they were sitting on a rug. Chen Kuimin specially adjusted his clothes for this purpose so as not to lose his dignity.
The door of the temporary reception room was pushed open by the visitor, and behind two expressionless men in black, a face wearing an iron mask appeared in everyone's sight.
His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes skipped when he touched Chen Kuimin and turned to Chen Jinglin beside him. Then, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and the smile under the iron mask was deep and cold.
Chen Jinglin was glanced at by such a gaze, and suddenly felt as cold as if he had fallen deep into an ice pool.
He never knew that someone could be so intimidating just by looking at him like this.
"Master!" Two uniform voices almost made Chen Jinglin sweat on his forehead.
"Well, go down, you guys go down too." He only moved his lips and walked forward on his own. Chen Jinglin and his son immediately stepped back and gave up the place where they were standing.
"Also, without my order, no one can come in and disturb you, do you understand?" His voice was light, as if he was talking homely, but there was an aura rushing over him, which made Chen Jinglin and his son look at each other.
After taking a hard breath, I dared to force a smile.
"Yes, Master!" The door was quickly closed with two hands on each side, the sound of leather shoes disappeared, and the space became silent again.
Jin Zun sat with his legs crossed, his posture was particularly elegant. "Sit!"
There was no expression on his face, and a black iron mask almost covered most of his face. This face-to-face shortsightedness made the man in front of him look even more weird.
Chen Kuimin wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with his sleeve and stuttered: "Thank you, Master Hei, for your kindness. My son and I are better off standing!" Everyone said that Heidis was cold-blooded and ruthless, and wore a helmet all year round.
Zhang Tie Mask's words are indeed true. People who work in the underworld always have a murderous aura about them, which always makes these businessmen tremble. His legs and feet are now a little unstable.
"Chen Kuimin, my men told me that you are looking for me? So now I come to see you alone. If you have anything to say, just say it directly. I don't like beating around the bush!" Since you like to stand, then stand!
His eyes turned to Chen Jinglin, as if he had seen that scene again. Su Moqin, wearing a pure white wedding dress, jumped from a ten-story building on the day he married Jiang Mengqin.
Thinking of this, his pupils shrank, and the gloom in his black eyes became heavier. He was really curious, what was so good about such a pretty, cowardly and incompetent pretty face? It was worth Su Moqin sacrificing herself for him.
s life?
As for this pretty boy, a woman died for him and left this world forever. Why can he marry another woman without any scruples? Why can he still live a carefree life?
"Hei Dajia is really refreshing!"
Chen Kuimin was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately cautiously probed: "I don't know if Master Hei remembers that you once said that if I were Guangyu..."
His voice paused, and his face was distorted for a moment, "You once said that there will be a place for me to be a guest at the secret door. I wonder if you take this seriously?"
"Yes," Jin Zun smiled, "I did say such a thing."
"Then -" Chen Kuimin's face finally showed some joy, and he bent down and begged: "As long as Master Hei can help me, I will definitely remember your favor. In time, if Master Hei needs it, you can just give him orders."
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"You mean... you want me to give you Guangyu a hand?" Jin Zun's fingers clasped the armrest and looked at Chen Kuimin in front of him in confusion, "I did say that I would let you come to the secret door as a guest, but -"
He spread his hands and put away all the responsibilities, "I didn't promise you to give you Guangyu a hand!"
Chen Kuimin was startled and immediately raised his head and said: "Master Hei, what are you—"
"Dad, there's no need to ask him. It's okay if he doesn't help. We don't need to be so humble!" Before Chen Kuimin could say more, Chen Jinglin had already interrupted him.
Chen Jinglin used to be embarrassed about asking for help, but now that his father is so humble, the other party doesn't appreciate it and doesn't help.
"Shut up!" Chen Kuimin turned around and yelled at Chen Jinglin.
"It's not your place to interrupt! Apologize to Master Hei immediately!"
"No need!" Jin Zun stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and looked down at the father and son in front of him, "Chen Kuimin, you heard it too. I had no intention of helping, and Quanzi said no."
"Master Hei, the kid is young and can't speak. Don't worry about it. Regarding Guangyu"
Jin Zun waved his hand and interrupted his next words, "When I had no intention of interfering with you Guangyu, I asked you to come to the secret door as guests. I just wanted to say a few words to Quanzi. As for whether Guangyu is dead or not.
It's a living, but that has nothing to do with me!" He smiled, leaving no trace of emotion in his words.
Chen Kuimin was angry, but he couldn't afford to offend the person in front of him, so he had to whisper a few instructions to Chen Jinglin before opening the door and going out.
"What are you going to say to me?" When Chen Kuimin went out, Chen Jinglin's confidence was even lower.
Jin Zun stared at the palm of his hand that was placed on the side of his trouser leg, watching it tighten and loosen, over and over again, and finally laughed rudely, "Chen Jinglin, I have always been curious, how can a coward like you do it?"
Would any woman be stupid enough to die for you?"
Hearing this, Chen Jinglin's pupils suddenly widened, and he looked at the man in front of him in horror, as if he saw a pair of demon wings growing out of this man's back, digging out the unbearable memories deep in his heart.
"It seems that you have remembered it?" Jin Zun chuckled, but there was no wave in his eyes.
"You, what exactly do you want to say?"
"I wonder if you ever thought about that woman named Su Moqin once in a while when you were enjoying your life so well?" He looked at the expression on his face that looked like he had seen a ghost with satisfaction, and his face suddenly turned white.
Chen Jinglin's face fell for a moment, and his pupils almost lost their original light. "Who are you, and what do you want to say to me?" His voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible.