Campus belle's cultivation master

After a brief silence in the banquet hall, the sound of the crowd burst out!

"Do you hear me, Mr. Lin is here!"

"Come on, come on! Go and meet Mr. Lin

Many of the guests were so stiff that they could not hide their excitement and rushed to the door.

Everyone spontaneously separated on both sides, leaving a wide and straight passage in the middle. Everyone was well behaved and respectful, and his eyes showed a strong sense of respect.

These business tycoons, who are famous in Jiangnan Province, are usually domineering, but now they are standing like schoolchildren. Such ostentation, such treatment, can be called unique.

Comparatively speaking, Wang rongchu's level of sensation when he came here is not worth mentioning.

Luo Guifei turned around and said, "is this Lin Zixuan coming?"

He felt that it was inconceivable that Lin Zixuan, a giant in the south of the Yangtze River, had such great energy and prestige in the place? Even Ning Yunhui, an old entrepreneur with a high reputation, has never been welcomed by many business tycoons.

Wang Rong hums coldly and stares at the two young girls not far away. Their faces are gloomy and frightening: "it's just right that they're here. I'm going to punish him!"

Yanjing Wang family, which is one of the four families in the capital super rich. He does not believe that with his own identity and background, he can not kill a local snake in Jiangnan province.

In the eyes of the audience, the door of the banquet hall slowly opened, and the manager of Dinghao Garden Hotel first came in, blushing and yelling: "Mr. Lin is here!"

All of a sudden, deafening applause rang out in the banquet hall, and the warm atmosphere was eager to overturn the roof.

Under such a hot welcome ceremony, the thin and indifferent young man walked slowly into the banquet hall. Behind him, as if all the stars were holding the moon, he followed many business figures, all of them full of spirit and dignified.

Lin Yu rarely took off his casual clothes tonight, wore a dark blue high set suit and tied a black bow tie, and attended the dinner party solemnly. As the weather was getting colder, he put a long cape over his suit, which was covered with exquisite gold embroidery patterns, grand but not boastful.

In terms of appearance, compared with the many young talents on the scene, he is definitely not very handsome, only slightly handsome. But from the inside to the outside, the superior temperament was as cold as a mountain, as vast as the sea, and easily crushed the whole audience.

Not to mention Yu Hang and other outstanding figures, even Luo Yixiong and Ning Yunhui, who have been famous for a long time, are inferior.

As for those young girls who are well-dressed and well-made, they can't help but blush with admiration.

Lei Zhengxing followed Lin Yu half a step behind him, bowing slightly and reporting something in a low voice.

The two met on the way to Wuzhong City. They shared the same interests and talked for a while.

Lin Yu was in a good mood with a smile and a slight nod.

Lei Zhengxing looked up and saw that he had already entered the banquet hall. Then he stopped talking and nodded to everyone with a smile. He stepped back respectfully.

"Mr. Lin!"

"Hello, Mr. Lin!"

The guests bowed and rushed to say hello, but they were very careful to keep a proper distance, showing great humility and care.

Leaning on crutches, Ning Yunhui quickly came to the front with a warm smile: "Mr. Lin, welcome to Wuzhong! On behalf of Jiangnan chamber of Commerce and Wu Zhongning's family, I warmly welcome you

Lin Yu shook hands with each other with a smile. His voice was calm and unassuming: "Mr. Ning is highly respected, so you don't have to be so polite."

While speaking, he nodded to Luo Yixiong and said, "Hello, uncle."

The guests all cast envious eyes at Luo Yixiong, who naturally couldn't close his mouth with joy. He laughed and clapped Lin Yu on the shoulder. The unhappiness caused by Wang Rong just disappeared.

After Lin Yu, the crowd walked into the banquet hall, laughing and laughing until a cold, violent drink suddenly exploded: "is your boy Lin Zixuan? Don't wait so long, Ben. You're guilty! "

Lin Yu stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the young man with yellow face and empty body.

Wang Rong's clothes were stained with red wine stains that had not been wiped off. His cheeks were twisted and ferocious with anger, and he looked not angry. He looked a little funny.

"I'll give you a face. I'll come to this small place in Jiangnan province and reward you with a way to make money." He stepped forward and pointed to Lin Yu's nose, "what are you? Let Ben wait... "

Before the other party finished speaking, Lin Yu frowned and gave him a slap.

Pop!

Clean hands, clear voice.

Wang Rong screamed miserably. He was reeled and glared: "how dare you..."

Pop!

For the second time, Lin Yu had a big mouth, and the sound of slapping reverberated in the silent room.

Wang Rong was beaten back a few steps, nose jump blood.

"You! How dare you He covered his swollen cheek with his hand, and his eyes were burning. "Believe it or not, I don't want you..."

Pop!

In the third slap, Wang Rong was knocked to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam and wailing.

The audience was silent!

The guests gaped, and immediately there was the sound of one after another.

Lin Zixuan, a giant in the south of the Yangtze River, can fight if you feel uncomfortable. It's never ambiguous. Looking at so many people in the audience, except him, who dares to slap Wang Rong three times?

"Learn how to speak to me first." Lin Yu rubbed his wrists, pulled off his cloak, and sat calmly on the chair that the man behind him had moved. From the beginning to the end, the complexion of the cold insipid, no waves.

The young girls can't help looking at the lonely and cold young man, their eyes are full of splendor and their hearts are full of spring.

What is a man? That's what a man is!

The stupefied Luo Guifei finally woke up and rushed over with anger. He lifted Wang Rong from the ground: "Wang Shao! Wang Shao? How are you doing? "

"I..." Wang Rong showed his teeth in pain and glared at Lin Yu. He growled fiercely, "he insulted Ben Shao! I can't spare you! "

Luo Guifei also raised his head and glared: "Lin, you've made a big mistake! This is young master Wang Rong of the Yanjing Wangs. Don't you come here to make amends! "

"Oh?" Lin Yu's eyebrows are frivolous. "Yanjing Wang family?"

The crowd behind them lowered their voice to remind them:

"Mr. Lin, the Yanjing Wang family is one of the four largest families in the capital, and the background is amazing."

"Yes, I just heard what they meant. It seems that they are going to use 5 billion yuan to take a stake in Lin's group. They want half of the equity and 70% of the profit. They have a big appetite..."