City: At the beginning, I saw the black history of school flowers

Chapter 123 Let's Begin
Lin Xian nodded calmly:

"Yes, my name is Lin Xian, and I'm Yingjun's boyfriend."

Zhao Yingjun patted Lin Xian's hand:
"Honey, I forgot to introduce you just now. This is my father. You can call him uncle first. When we two get married later, you can call me Dad again."

Lin Xian smiled:
"Understood, I understand. Hello uncle, please take care of me in the future."

Zhao Feixiong and his son were a little speechless.

marry?

Do you still have doubts about whether you are really boyfriend and girlfriend?How dare you talk about marriage without shame?

For Lin Xian, Zhao Feixiong has a hundred dislikes!
It was because of him that Zhao Yingjun had an excuse to reject Lei Haolong.I have nothing to do with Zhao Yingjun.

He originally thought that Lei Haolong could find a way to solve it, but he didn't expect that after so many days, Lei Haolong didn't respond at all.

Zhao Feixiong pointed to the sofa next to him:
"sit down."

However, Zhao Yingjun led Lin Xian to the sofa in the opposite direction, and after sitting down, they never forgot to lean against each other, showing an intimate look.

Zhao Yingjie's heart was in his throat.

Sister, Dad is on full fire this time, so please stop stimulating him!

And Zhao Feixiong seemed to be used to it long ago, and asked Lin Xian:
"Lin Xian, right? What are you doing now?"

Lin Xian replied:

"Work as an assistant in Yingjun's company."

As Zhao Yingjun expected, the household registration dialogue began.

She hoped that Lin Xian would never be tricked.

Zhao Feixiong continued to ask:

"Then do you have any plans for the future?"

"It is to help Yingjun get the company up and running, and the goal is to go public."

"The tone is not small. Does your previous university major match this one?"

"It's a little bit related, I think it's enough."

The conversation was going on in an orderly manner, and both Zhao Yingjun and Zhao Yingjie felt that they were doing ordinary things.

It's just that Zhao Yingjun never dared to relax

Because she knew that her father Zhao Feixiong's method was to use this seemingly small talk method to set him off.

Zhao Yingjun looked at Lin Xian nervously.

Lin Xian, don't fall for the trap.

At this moment, Lin Xian's heart was calm, and he even wanted to laugh.

When he saw Zhao Feixiong, he already knew the dark history of this man.

【Name: Zhao Feixiong】

【Age: 57 years old】

[Tel: 157xxxx4092]

As for the black history, Lin Xian found one of the interesting ones:

[In order to obtain a calligraphy and painting of Yan Liben from the Tang Dynasty, last week he did not hesitate to hire someone to steal it, and exchanged the fake calligraphy and painting for a civet cat for the prince, but in fact the calligraphy and painting were also fake, but Zhao Feixiong himself did not know. 】

Seems like an out-and-out hypocrite.

On the surface, he is serious, but in fact, it is still a stealing business behind the scenes, and in the end he can't steal the chicken and lose money.

Even being able to grasp this kind of information, Lin Xian secretly laments that the system has really been upgraded.

Lin Xian smiled, since he has hobbies and weaknesses, it's easy to handle.

At the same time, Lin Xian also used the skill [Words and Moments] to get a better insight into his heart.

【This Lin Xian is definitely not Yingjun's boyfriend. His answer is so smooth, it must have been rehearsed in advance.I'll try to ask him about his hobbies for a while, and then grab a little bit and dig down. I don't believe there is no flaw! 】

The corners of Lin Xian's mouth turned up, so it was like this.

Seeing Lin Xian smiling, Zhao Feixiong became more certain of his thoughts.

He thought that the reason why Lin Xian performed so easily must be that Zhao Yingjun had been prompting and rehearsing before.

I laughed out loud. Do you think that what I asked is the reason why you have done "real questions" before?
Brat, if you think this way, you are very wrong!

Zhao Feixiong coughed, and asked kindly:

"By the way, Lin Xian, do you have any hobbies?"

Lin Xian has long been prepared:

"Yes, such as sports, piano, shooting, and antique calligraphy and paintings..."

"antique?"

Zhao Feixiong became interested.

He was an antique fan himself.

Not only that, how could a young man like Lin Xian be interested in antiques?In other words, with his resume, he shouldn't have such a hobby!
Zhao Yingjun's heart was half cold.

She couldn't help pinching Lin Xian with her hand.

What are you talking about?
Since when did you study antiques?
Zhao Yingjie also frowned.

He knew that his father was an expert in antiques, if Lin Xian made any mistakes in his answer, he would definitely make him worthless!

Then... Lin Xian exposed more flaws.

Lin Xian smiled lightly:
"Yeah, I know a little about antiques. Although the history is not so clear, I can look a little bit, such as the authenticity of antiques."

To put it mildly, in fact, Lin Xian's [Perspective] skill has been upgraded, and it already has the identification function, which is completely capable of identifying the authenticity of antiques.

Zhao Feixiong couldn't help but nodded:
"The tone is really serious. No wonder Yingjun likes you so much!"

Zhao Feixiong yelled out:

"Bring me my box!"

This time when he came to East China Sea, Zhao Feixiong not only made a special trip for Zhao Yingjun, but also showed off some of his antiques to experts.

Among them was a painting by Yan Liben, which he liked very much.

How much do you like it?
This painting was not originally his, but he made a fake painting at a high price, and then sent someone to steal the real one, and then confused it with the real one.

Now that the painting is in his hands, even if it is made public at that time, he can still say that he is the private owner of the real one, and the other party only needs to have a fake one.

Six bodyguards came in carrying a thick black wooden box and placed it in the middle of the room, occupying an area of ​​three to four square meters.

Zhao Yingjun couldn't help but shed a cold sweat.

She knew her father's style, so she must use antiques to give Lin Xian a "test".

Zhao Feixiong smiled and pointed to the box:
"Lin Xian, I happen to have a batch of antiques too, can you help me look at them?"

Lin Xian pretended not to dare, and waved his hands:

"Hey, if I'm ignorant, break it, or misread it, wouldn't it be a crime?"

What Zhao Feixiong was waiting for was this sentence:

"No way? Yingjun cares about you so much, so you must be talented. How could you make a mistake? If you make a mistake, doesn't that mean that Yingjun has misjudged you?"

These words are both explicit and implicit.

Zhao Yingjun immediately said:
"Dad, these two things are different! Don't change the concept!"

Zhao Feixiong said loudly:
"Don't interrupt! Even if you don't respect the elderly, there must be a limit!"

Zhao Yingjie also stood up:

"Dad, sister! Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, we are all family!"

Zhao Feixiong looked at Lin Xian:
"A family... Then we have to see if it is really reliable before we can call it a family, right?"

Lin Xian nodded easily:

"Uncle said yes."

Then Lin Xian took the initiative to walk to the box and said with a smile:

"So, shall we begin?"

(End of this chapter)