The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 230
"Hahahaha..." Although they could hear the eloquence of the speaker, the villagers still laughed. Regardless of whether they were malicious or kind, everyone felt that today was a day of great joy for Chen Mingzhi, and it was good to be lively.

Han Yueying obviously didn't expect that the young people would take Leng Feng's army, so she looked at Leng Feng with some embarrassment, and deliberately argued that Leng Feng had a share of the money, but felt that if she really said so, Leng Feng lost face.

In front of so many people, Han Yueying didn't dare to take out the bank card from her pocket to Leng Feng, because doing so would make Leng Feng lose face even more, and would also confirm Leng Feng's reputation as a soft eater .

Both Hua Jieyu and Yang Xiruo looked at Leng Feng with sympathy. The incident happened suddenly, and they had no good way to help Leng Feng get out of the current predicament.

Leng Feng saw that everyone's eyes were focused on himself, and his forehead was slightly sweaty. It was only when his hand touched the hard card in his pocket that he remembered that he and Shen Mengdie were in a mess that day. After a while, Shen Mengdie gave herself this bank card, saying it was for her travel expenses to fly to Hong Kong Island to meet her.

"It's a good thing I brought this card, otherwise, I'd lose face and throw it at home." Leng Feng smiled wryly, walked to the table swaggeringly, and slapped the card on the table: "The money in it is my random money." Thank you."

Leng Feng knows that Shen Mengdie is definitely a super rich woman, and there should be at least tens of thousands in the bank card she gave to herself. Although the money is not as good as what Han Yueying gave, Leng Feng is not prepared to compare herself with Han Yueying at all. .

"Handsome guy, don't use an empty card, otherwise, you will be ashamed." Seeing that Leng Feng struggled for a long time before handing over a bank card, the young man who thought he was well-informed was half-joking and half-joking. Seriously.

"I don't know how much money is in it." Leng Feng shrugged indifferently: "But you don't think that gift money is just a wish, more money and less money, as long as the wish comes, it will be fine, right?"

The more Leng Feng said this, the more young people thought that Leng Feng's card was an empty card, and under the circumstance that Leng Feng wanted to make a fool of himself, his voice raised another octave: "I suggest that Mavericks take this card. card, go to the teller machine at the entrance of the village to check how much money is in it, okay?"

"Okay..." Whether it was the spectators or other people, they all shouted excitedly.

Xiao Nian is a young man in his twenties, after taking the card and asking Leng Feng for the password, he left the scene like flying.

"I hope Leng Feng can get down this time." Hua Jieyu looked at Leng Feng with some sympathy.

"It seems that I will give Leng Feng more pocket money in the future." Han Yueying sighed faintly, secretly praying that Leng Feng would keep more money in his card.

Five or six minutes later, Mavericks stumbled into the venue, holding the card in his hand, his face flushed: "Inside, there are eight..."

"Eight yuan...hahahaha..." The young man subconsciously took Maverick's words and laughed out loud.

"Eight... 800 million..." Xiao Niu ignored the harsh laughter of the young man, calmed down, and called out loudly: "It is 800 million, I just checked it on the teller machine, and it is 800 million. "

All the people at the scene were immediately petrified, especially the young people who were laughing loudly on the stage. They couldn't catch their breath. After being choked, they coughed violently.

"800 million..." Leng Feng also petrified directly. He knew that Shen Mengdie would never be stingy when he made a move, but he never thought that there would be 800 million on the card.

"What the hell..." Seeing Han Yueying's cold gaze on her, Leng Feng's forehead was slightly sweating: "What the hell are you doing saving so much money in the card? , I can’t clean up even if I jumped into the Yellow River.”

"800 million..." Leng Tao'er was the first to recover from the petrification, muttering this number, her eyes became brighter and brighter.

With Leng Tao'er's identity and experience, she naturally wouldn't behave like this because of the 800 million. It was because from the 800 million, she thought of Leng Feng's unbroken love for herself.

"800 million..." Han Yueying also came back to her senses, suddenly grabbed Leng Feng's waist, and twisted it forcefully: "Leng Feng, can you tell me where the money came from?"

"I earned it back by being a cowherd." Leng Feng said secretly, but on the surface he carefully smiled.

During the meal, the fellow villagers chatted the most, naturally, Leng Feng followed the gift with 800 million, but not many people talked about Chen Mingzhi and Leng Tao'er being a match made in heaven, wanting to have a baby early, and so on.

"Mr. Han, you are my CEO, how about..." Han Yueying sat with Leng Feng and the others, and before they could eat a few mouthfuls, Chen Mingzhi and Leng Taoer both came to Han Yueying's side, Chen Mingzhi She looked at Han Yueying expectantly.

Although Chen Mingzhi only spoke half of what he said, Han Yueying still understood what Chen Mingli meant. She smiled sweetly and raised her wine glass: "Okay, I'll accompany you, but I will toast you."

Leng Feng wanted to follow, but thinking that Chen Mingzhi had only invited Han Yueying, it was inappropriate to do so, so he could only sit down resentfully.

"Leng Feng, give me 800 million Huahua anytime." Listening to the troupe's play on the stage, Yang Xiruo suddenly got a little mischievous, and used his arm to slap Leng Feng, and said something half joking and half serious.

"If Leng Tao'er hadn't been my woman, you thought I would give 800 million." Leng Feng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, only thinking that after returning home, Han Yueying would definitely ask why he gave 800 million. Can't help feeling depressed for a while.

"It seems..." Yang Xiruo also rolled his eyes wildly, but after seeing Hua Jieyu listening to his chat with Leng Feng while holding a wine glass, he realized that he really couldn't tell himself in front of Hua Jieyu. It was also the fact that Leng Feng was a woman, so he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

"That little friend, what do you mean by giving me 800 million yuan?" Together with Chen Mingzhi and Han Yueying toasting, Leng Tao'er didn't listen to the blessings of the villagers at all, and this thought was repeated in her mind.

"Just watch me shoot him with an arrow..." When Han Yueying walked to the center of the courtyard, a general on the stage drew his bow, let out a soft shout, let go of his hand, and the long arrow whizzed away. A lasing sound came out.

"It's not good..." Leng Tao'er, who was thinking wildly, saw this scene, and her pupils suddenly shrank into needlepoints.

As an agent, she could naturally hear that the sound of the arrow piercing through the air was beyond the realm of acting.

"Whoosh..." Sure enough, the sharp arrow flew towards Han Yueying, who was facing the stage with his back, so fast that there was already a hint of screaming sound!
(End of this chapter)