King's return

"Cousin? Lin Tuo? I didn't even know there was such a cousin." Lin Yanxiu looked up and down the man who had only met once before, and the other party smiled.

Lin Moxi rolled her eyes helplessly: "Your boy grew up in China, and Lin Tuo has always been by his grandfather's side. Now that you have grown up, he just came to work in the Los Angeles branch, and he will work under you from now on. The two of you How close brothers are."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and told Lin Tuo, "Take care of this unfilial son, and save everyone from running away all day long."

"Hehe, don't worry, uncle." Lin Tuo nodded and watched Lin Moxi leave.

"Dead old man" Lin Yanxiu snorted softly at his back, completely ignoring this cousin who appeared suddenly, turned his head and continued to drink, and took out his mobile phone to rummage around.

Lin Tuo didn't care about his indifference at all. He had heard about the supercilious temper of Young Master Lin, and he was prepared to be treated as a punching bag and a punching bag when he partnered with him in the future.

"Actually, it wasn't the first time we met on the plane that day. I saw you from a distance at your ninth birthday party more than ten years ago, but you definitely don't remember me." Lin Tuo walked over slowly and pointed at him Shrugging his shoulders, "Cousin, cousin is so troublesome. You don't mind if I call you Yanxiu, do you? In exchange, I allow you to call me A Tuo."

"Mi-yi." Lin Yanxiu glanced at him speechlessly, "Don't talk to me in such a tone, you think you are Rong—"

Lin Yanxiu almost slipped his tongue when he stopped talking here, but he didn't bother to make up for it, and lazily turned his head and continued to fiddle with the phone.

Lin Tuo asked with great interest: "What is it?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Lin Yanxiu raised his eyebrows, and drank the champagne in the goblet, "There are countless beauties in the hall, what are you doing next to me, hurry in."

Lin Tuo spread his hands: "Uncle asked me to follow you, why don't we go in together? There are so many beauties in the hall, why are you looking at yourself here?"

"If you don't speak Chinese well, don't talk nonsense." Lin Yanxiu said lightly, "Then I ask you to come in for me now, understand?"

"OK~" Lin Tuo suddenly laughed, "Actually, I have been waiting for your words for a long time, Yanxiu."

Lin Yanxiu said impatiently, "Don't call me that."

"Okay, Yanxiu." Lin Tuo waved his hand indifferently, and got into the beauties in no time, discharging electricity everywhere like a fish in water.

"This guy..." Lin Yanxiu narrowed his eyes slightly, he seemed like a complete playboy, it would be nice to have such an assistant, so as not to be pestered by those women every day in the future.

After returning to the United States, under Lin Moxi's instruction, Lin Yanxiu gradually began to take over some of the family's family business in Los Angeles. The OP's affairs have been completely handed over to several other vice presidents and Fang Tong.

For the unexpected obedience and cooperation of this rebellious and unfilial son, Lin Moxi found it inconceivable that knowing a son is like a father, especially after paying attention to Lin Yanxiu's extremely serious private life for several days, he is almost sure that this is not Xiaozi has someone in his heart.

However, he has always seldom controlled Lin Yanxiu, especially in his love life. Since his son didn't speak up, he didn't bother to ask. It doesn't matter.

But even if he was as tolerant as Father Lin, he never thought that what Lin Yanxiu would bring back was not his daughter-in-law, but his husband.

At this moment, the "husband" who has not been married is not idle.

Rong Jian has been tortured by Jun Jie for several weeks with all kinds of horrific methods.

The whole person has lost a lot of weight, and the small vest that fits the body is getting looser and looser, dangling on the body.

He is the only one in the team who wakes up the earliest and sleeps the latest. In addition to the double amount of basic training, he also has to deal with Junjie's three abuses every day. This is not the end. Every Saturday, Junjie travels leisurely After spending the weekend, he ordered the other five players to take rounds one by one.

All of these people are extremely strong players, even if Rong Jian has an advantage at first, he will gradually lose out in the fatigue of the wheel battle.

Although the final result is always that Rong Jian wins less and loses more, but his terrifying hand speed of 560 has almost become the psychological shadow of every opponent. In the whole team, no one has not been tortured by his convulsive hands .

A month later, Rong Jian has successfully evolved into a strange variety with a sallow complexion, panda eye circles, wandering spirits and other attributes.

Wandering Soul Rongjian belongs to the wild boss, which is refreshed all the time. It can appear suddenly from any place at any time, accompanied by the heat of coffee or the smell of cigarettes, and floats past your front, body, back, or even your feet.

Silent, and surprisingly defensive - ignoring all your vicious curses and fierce glances.

Even if everyone forms a group to clear the dungeon of Wandering Soul Rongjian, they will definitely be defeated in the end under the sharp eyelids of Rongjian's boss.

After being frightened n times, the teammates finally learned to be calm. Occasionally, when newcomers passing by, they would warn each other earnestly, never to go to that small dark room, otherwise the end would be——

Trembling under Rongme's suit pants!mortal!

These days lasted for half a month, and His Majesty Junjie finally decreed to amnesty the world, and began to reduce the amount of Rong Jian's basic training, and adopted relatively mild tactical training.

Rong Mou, who almost thought he was going to die young, was carried into the small dark room by Jun Jie before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Today we played five times, three out of five games, my hand speed will not exceed 300, you can play freely, if you win, I will give you three days off, if I win, hehe"

Rong Jian looked at the other party's sinister smile expressionlessly, and said, "Don't wash your socks, change them."

"Ah, I was discovered." Junjie shrugged helplessly, "Then do something else for me, and I'll tell you when the time comes."

"it is good."

Rong Jian entered the game enthusiastically, thinking that if his hand speed was more than twice his, it wouldn't be a big problem to win three rounds, and three days off - if he flew to the United States, it would be a short time, who knows, the two fought in the dark In the afternoon, Rong Jian only won one round. He looked at the appalling results on the screen in astonishment, and his face was quite ugly.

"Little boy, it's still too early to be a teacher," Junjie yawned and patted the opponent's shoulder, "I told you a long time ago that if you want to stand at the top, hand speed alone is not enough, and the training in the future will focus on this." Direction. Alright, I will give you half a day off tomorrow, go to a place with me, remember, whatever I ask you to do, you can do whatever you want, just be your cool brother, don’t talk.”

Rong Jian's eyes were strange: "Are you going to kill or set fire?"

Junjie laughed, his eyes brightened: "I just met an acquaintance."

Back in the dormitory tonight, Rong Jian thought about the gift he ordered last time, and it should be delivered to Lin Yanxiu by now.

I don't know what expression that guy will have?

Rong Jian, who was lying on the sofa, twitched his lips, and said to the milk who was stepping on his back, "Say, do you want to call Lin Yanxiu?"

"Meow~=="

Rong Jian nodded calmly: "I see, you miss him."

"Meow?"

Uncle Rong thoughtfully took out his mobile phone to make a call, then moved to Milk's mouth, and raised his chin at him: "Dial it for you."

"Meow! >_<~"

Milk, who was used as an excuse, angrily scratched Rong Jian's bare back several times!

Rong Jian said nonchalantly: "I almost forgot that you can't speak human language, so I'll speak for you."

"TAT" milk burst into tears.

The phone beeped for a while before finally connecting.

"Hello." A pleasant and hearty male voice came from the other end, and the surrounding environment seemed a little noisy, occasionally mixed with a woman's laughter.

Rong Jian was taken aback, then frowned and asked, "Lin Yanxiu?"

"You are looking for Yanxiu, please wait a moment, he is changing clothes."

"Who are you?" Rong Jian's eyes darkened, and his voice suddenly became cold.

Lin Tuo did not answer immediately, but only smiled and said, "You are Rong Jian?"

"You know me?"

"Yanxiu mentioned it to me, you're back."

The man paused for a moment, then changed to a slightly hasty male voice and rang again: "Rong Jian?"

"It's me." Knowing that it was Lin Yanxiu, Rong Jian's face softened.

"Wait, it's a little noisy here." Lin Yanxiu covered the microphone and walked through the crowd, the noisy background sound finally faded away.

"Are you busy?" Rong Jian asked lightly.

"No, it's just socializing." Lin Yanxiu seemed to have drank a lot, his tongue curled up a bit, and there was a slight sound of closing the door, and the surroundings finally became completely quiet.

"Where are you?"

"Well, the hotel." There was another sound of rustling clothes, and Lin Yanxiu took off his coat and tie.

"Hotel?" Rong Jian asked calmly, "Who was the man who answered the phone for you just now?"

There was a slight pause at the other end, and then the man laughed softly: "My assistant."

"Oh." Rong Jian nestled into the sofa and let out a muffled sound.

Hearing his displeasure, Lin Yanxiu rolled on his back on the bed, and said cheerfully, "Why did you call all of a sudden and miss me?"

Rong Jian said stiffly, "Milk misses you, I made it for it."

"" Lin Yanxiu was speechless for a while, these bastards really have no lower limit.

"Have you received my present?"

Lin Yanxiu, who was rolling on the bed, froze for a moment, and on the other side that Rong Jian couldn't see, his face was as red as a prawn.

"You pervert! You actually sent this kind of thing!"

Rong Jian narrowed his eyes: "Have you used it?"

"Use, use your sister! It's so big, how could it be possible—" Lin Yanxiu was annoyed when he realized that he had slipped his tongue, subconsciously buried his head in the pillow, and suddenly remembered that Rong Jian couldn't see him, so he raised his head again .

"Oh, it looks like I've used it before. It's the same size as mine." Rong Jian smiled slightly, and asked calmly in the tone of "Is dinner delicious?" "Is it good?"

If Rong Jian was by his side, Lin Yanxiu swore he would jump on him and bite him to death!

But the reality is cruel, so Lin Yanxiu could only blushed and yelled at him frantically: "It's cool! Bastard! You try it!"

Rong Jian smiled meaningfully: "So you must have me come to be satisfied."

"I don't mean that, you bastard!"