The rich and powerful: the devil's president haunts

Chapter 285 Without her, I'm not used to it ([-])
Lu Qiancheng clenched his hands into fists and squeezed loudly, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Although I'm the seed I picked up, my heart is still loyal to the Shengshi consortium, unlike you, second uncle, who is always thinking about wanting to take Shengshi as your own."

"What did you say!" Lu Zongheng slapped the table and stood up, "The prosperous age is the world that my elder brother and I fought together. Aren't you slandering me by saying that?"

"Enough!" Lu Shi'an didn't want to hear these arguments, so he got up and walked out, and Zhao Ruyan quickly followed.

"Third Young Master Lu, don't be too arrogant, just wait and see, one day when I'm around, you'll never want to take power over the Shengshi Financial Group."

"Keep your voice down, the old man hasn't gone far yet, if you let him hear your 'ambition', what will he think, maybe he thinks you want to seize power from him." A look of indifference and composure.

Lu Zongheng was blocked by him and had nothing to say, so he took his two sons and strode out.

"With his temperament, he still wants to make things happen?" He smiled disdainfully, "No wonder he has been with the old man for so long, and he doesn't have the ability to win the consortium from the old man."

"You think the old man is so easy to deal with!" Lu Qianyuan shook his head and took a sip of his morning tea, "I'm almost running out of oil, and I still hold all the lifelines of the prosperous world in one hand, and refuse to let go. Isn't this a disgrace to all of us? Don't worry?"

"The oil is exhausted?" Lu Qiancheng tapped the table with his slender fingers, thinking, "Is he not in good health?"

"On the surface, taking medicine every day is like eating." Lu Qianyuan didn't have any sympathy either, as if the man wasn't his father.

"Qianyuan, be careful with what you say." A warm voice suddenly came.

Lu Qiancheng looked over. A man in a wheelchair was pushed towards him.

The man was handsome, but thin and weak, with a pale face and a blanket covering his legs, he looked like a seriously ill patient.

"Brother, long time no see." Lu Qiancheng stood up and greeted him.

The corners of Lu Qianxiu's mouth curled up in joy, "It's been a long time. You've been to Asia for so many years, and you haven't come back once. You're really cruel."

Lu Qianxiu said jokingly.

It was rare for the three brothers to get together, Lu Qianyuan suggested to have a good time, but Lu Qiancheng knew what kind of high he said "hi".

"Qiancheng, you haven't dated a foreign girl for a long time, right? How about it? Do you want to try?" Lu Qianyuan sighed twice, "I'm not lying, the foreign girl I found last time is really wonderful Yan, bed-kungfu is not so exquisite..."

"He let you shoot in seconds?" Lu Qiancheng said coldly.

The corner of Lu Qianyuan's mouth twitched. He had lived among thousands of flowers anyway. Wasn't his combat power that bad?
"Would you like to try if you can shoot in seconds?" Lu Qianyuan raised his eyebrows lightly, and deliberately said to Lu Qiancheng in a provocative way.

"I will still use the woman you used?"

"I'll get you a new batch."

"I don't want it, I'm not interested."

"Are you not interested, or are you not good at that?"

"..."

Lu Qianxiu looked at the heated discussions between the two brothers, and helplessly raised the corners of his mouth, and remained silent.

"I'll ask you again seriously, you really don't want it?" Lu Qianyuan was still unwilling to give up.

"I'm not like you. I'm like a stallion. I have sex everywhere. Do I have an emotional cleansing habit?"

Emotional cleanliness?

What is this?
(End of this chapter)