For an entire afternoon, if Lang Yuqiang could not find out Jing Jian's identity through relationships, he would have failed.

However, what can I do if I find it? The nose is blue and swollen, and I don’t even have any injuries. The other party also has Feng Biaoting. At most, I set up a table and head wine. If I admit my mistake, the matter will come to an end.

It's a joke to sue. Will the Feng family lack the little medical expenses? As for going to jail, it means that both parties give money to the lawyer. The argument was in a daze in court, but it was finally left alone.

As for retrieving the place? There are rules for playing dandy. The clubs raised by the Lang family are asking for action? Who is afraid of whom? When they reach this level, as long as they throw out money, countless people from the martial arts world come to work hard. And even if they win, no one will touch Jing Jian. People in the club are not bad pens, who would be willing to offend a rich young man to death for tens of thousands of yuan?

Yes! Lang Yuqiang thought that he had made a clear investigation and believed that Jing Jian was just because he was Feng Biaoting's son-in-law, and maybe he had some money, but he was just a big circle with a good life and a soft meal.

So, Lang Yuqiang is very depressed now, and he can't tell the pain, and his son feels sorry for him. After all, he is not the top families in Hong Kong, and his energy means are so far away.

"Dad, look, look." Lang Guowen suddenly grabbed Lang Yuqiang's arm and pointed to the right side of the door. He saw several cars parked and several bodyguards dressed in a row around the car.

"What?" Lang Yuqiang frowned slightly.

"It's that car, the one who beat me in the afternoon. He is here for blessings, surely. The enemy is narrow! Get rid of him quickly!" Lang Guowen shouted anxiously with gritted teeth.

"Oh?" Lang Yuqiang thought quickly. He was not a playboy like Lang Guowen. He would want to take revenge regardless of the occasion or the situation.

First of all, it is impossible to be in Fulinmen. If you take action, the police will arrive in minutes, and Guangfulinmen’s security guards will stop it. And finding someone to guard the door? It’s useless to have few people. Do you really think that those bodyguards are all vegetarians? So after thinking about it, Lang Yuqiang shook his head and said, “Let’s go in first!”

"Dad!"

He patted his son's shoulder and signaled the assistant behind him to hand the doorman a few bills: "Where are the guests in the car there, what table are they at? Let me know later."

The doorman took the money calmly and bowed with a smile: "Langsheng, don't worry."

...

The private room has gradually become better, and with the effect of alcohol, it has become more and more lively.

The one who treats to the hospital today is named He Shi Fang. He was introduced to him. In his previous life, Jing Jian had nodded with the people of the He family in social interactions. At that time, the He family was still the top family in Hong Kong, but after the death of the He family, the one in power should be named He Shi Zheng, and this person who was in power is never heard of. Therefore, Jing Jian was not interested in paying more attention, and he was just another playboy who was raised as a pig.

However, among the students here, when will the best family background be? It is natural to sit in the main table. Those who can have a seat on the main table must also belong to the upper class among the students. Of course, Guo Wenzhen's position is also arranged here.

At the beginning, when he saw Guo Wenzhen and Jing Jian together, although his face was gloomy, he at least maintained the demeanor of aristocratic families. However, as the banquet progressed, especially when he saw Guo Wenzhen affectionately facing Jing Jian, he finally couldn't help it.

He gave a wink at his side, and several male classmates who were constantly flattering him understood. A man with a fake smile and suddenly asked Jing Jian: "A Jian, where is your family rich?"

"My family is in the countryside. But after getting into college, I will be considered a city home in the future."

"Then did your parents farm?"

Feeling the malice of the man with glasses, Jing Jian stared at him for a few seconds and smiled: "My parents are gone."

"Uh... I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man with glasses seemed to have no idea how to continue. Such an answer was beyond his expectations. At least he apologized in the end. Maybe he had just left school and had a very tender face. Jing Jian smiled and decided not to care.

However, at this time, Shi Shi Fang glared at the man in glasses, feeling a little disappointed, so he simply took action: "It's A Jian? Your family used to farm in the mainland, you were studying by yourself, and the United States cost a lot of money. A Zhen sent you a lot of money, right?"

"Puchi", before Jing Jian answered, Guo Wenzhen couldn't help laughing. She just didn't speak and was waiting for Jing Jian's answer with great enthusiasm.

When was the only one who was laughed in confusion? Jing Jian thought about it and was nothing more than a mentally retarded person who lost his vinegar: "A girl like Azhen must have many people who are talented and beautiful!" Jing Jian was also perfect in his soft diplomatic rhetoric.

It seemed as if he had a punch hit the cotton, and when did he choke to death? He was thinking in his heart: "Don't he understand his meaning enough? Is that big circle stupid? Are he scolding him for being a soft meal?"

Guo Wenzhen smiled and bit her ears: "I like tough men! I'll kick them away if I'm cunning." He Shifang's words actually made Miss Guo very unhappy.

Jing Jian turned around and bit his ears: "That's not bullying the children? What if you are even more unhappy, am I going to cry without tears?"

Feeling the heat in his ears, Guo Wenzhen was hot all over. But it didn't prevent her from continuing to bite her ears: "I agree to you to deal with him. The one with the surname He hates it very much! If you don't obey, I will never pay attention to you! Hehe."

Seeing Jing Jian and the others intimate appearance, when did the nameless fire rise in his heart? He snorted and gestured with his eyes. Another fat classmate hurriedly said: "A Jian, your t-shirt is very beautiful, where did you buy it?" It had been spread all over the place just now that Guo Wenzhen's boyfriend was full of street stalls, and this fat classmate was also one of them who didn't know the goods.

Jing Jian was stunned. Today he was wearing a T-shirt and casual suit. He really didn't remember where he got that T-shirt. He only remembered that it was a handmade limited edition of a famous fashion designer.

"If you like it, give me the size and give you a few pieces. It's just that I'll send it from Los Angeles to Hong Kong, and it will take some time." Jing Jian said with a smile. Since Guo Wenzhen gave Shang Fang's sword, Jing Jian wouldn't be polite.

"America? Give T-shirt?" The fat classmate widened his eyes, looking like a fool.

Jing Jian seemed to be unaware of it and said with a smile: "One piece costs more than one thousand dollars. I heard it is a limited edition of a fashion designer?"

"Ah?" the table exclaimed in unison, and someone asked in disbelief, "The fashion designer still designs t-shirts?"

Jing Jian pretended to be stupid and froze: "I don't know either? It seems they said that the designer's signature was inside the clothes. Azhen, should I take off my nakedness and show it to them?"
Chapter completed!