Little sweetheart is super pet

Chapter 637 Status, Rights, Women

Luo Zicheng arrived at noon as scheduled.

It adopts the ancient style house plate, the golden edge cloud pattern, and the font is strong and chic, which seems to be from the hands of famous masters.The main entrance looks like a pavilion or a pavilion, and the buildings behind it are ancient and charming, exquisite and distinctive.

Minghui Building is the place where politicians like to chat and have dinner.

When I walked inside, I found that in addition to the style of the main building for dining, the garden behind is also another art.

Arched stone gates, long wooden corridors, rocks and clear springs, precious flowers and plants, it is like being in a paradise.

Except for this place, this place is extremely spacious, and there are many private rooms in the east, which are elegant and special, and also extremely secretive.There is another one on the first floor, which is unique. Those who can enter here can imagine that their identity is not simple.

Luo Zicheng followed behind the guide, and he only brought two people with him.

The door was pushed open, but the people brought by Luo Zicheng were stopped, and only Luo Zicheng could go in alone.

Luo Zicheng nodded to the two of them, and they stood outside with their heads bowed.

When you walk in, you can ask for a faint scent of tea and flowers, which is fresh and not greasy, and it smells really good.

After finally turning a corner, Luo Zicheng saw the person sitting on the sofa, Lu Dongxian.

The arrangement here is not the quaint traditional arrangement, but the European style, crystal chandeliers, soft leather sofas, expensive carpets, and crystal tables with teapots.

It blends with the surrounding wood color without being obtrusive.

Luo Zicheng strode over, his handsome shaved bones were icy cold, his deep brows were cold and stern, and his black eyes were like abysses, which could not be disturbed in the slightest.

The tall and straight figure is full of oppression, and Luo Zicheng's aura is too dangerous.

Lu Dongxian looked at Luo Zicheng in front of him, narrowed his eagle-like eyes slightly, and watched him sitting opposite him, as if he didn't take him into his eyes at all.

Lu Dongxian smiled, he is still in good spirits in his 60s, without any signs of aging: "Very punctual."

Luo Zicheng didn't make false claims with him: "Why did you ask me to come?"

The corner of Lu Dongxian's mouth twitched, his smile looked kind and friendly, but there was an unpleasant gleam in his eyes.

However, he only asked someone to pour a cup of tea for Luo Zicheng, and said slowly: "Minghuilou is my favorite place to come. It is clean. If you have a good experience, you can come here often. If you need anything, please report my name and get a discount." .

"I specially asked the kitchen to make shark's fin, foie gras, and by the way, tender puffer fish, with some simple side dishes." Lu Dongxian continued, "How about it, is it quiet here compared to your fights?" many?

Lu Dongxian looked at the delicacies served one after another: "It doesn't matter how much money you have, it's still the same. Some places can be entered and some places cannot be entered. Sometimes in the world, too many people think highly of themselves, thinking that they control their destiny in their own hands. hands, but they don’t know that some people can easily subvert it.”

Luo Zicheng pinned his intentions, isn't it just that Lu Dongxian can control Luo Zicheng casually?

However, behind the threat, there is also the meaning of wooing.

"Where are my people?" The best thing to do with such a deal-loving person is to be direct.

Lu Dongxian replied: "I just drank a little and made a lot of noise, and I can pick him up at the police station at night."

The premise is to choose the right camp.

"Do you know why I appear here?" Luo Zicheng leaned back against the back, crossed his upper legs, crossed his fingers in front of his stomach, and stared at him with deep and cold eyes.

Lu Dongxian didn't speak immediately, and then said leisurely: "Status, rights, women."

Luo Zicheng's eyes flashed, and he found out.

"Yes, so your answer?" Luo Zicheng's face was stained with frost, and the fierceness in his eyebrows became more and more obvious.

(End of this chapter)