President Leng's personal evildoer

There are three small black dots floating on the endless grassland, everything is dreamlike like a long, long dream.

Chu Yi always thought it was a dream, otherwise he couldn't explain why the grassland was still so green at the end of October.

But he soon found out.

"President, it's getting late, there are a lot of things to deal with when we go back." Leng Mo reminded.

"Oh." Leng Mingche stiffened, and glanced at Chu Yi, this woman would really cause him trouble.He got up and walked to the car.

"Hey! What do you mean? What should I do?"

"You?" Leng Mingche turned around, showing a weird smile, "Have you been a hunter for so long and no one told you that killing wild animals is illegal? You stay here to pay off your debts!" ​​Said and walked away .

And the herdsmen who were already standing in a circle behind him said something "Wow, wow".

Is this still the border of Huaxia Kingdom?Chu Yi felt like he was being sold.

The master taught him the culture of Huaxia, but he didn't teach him foreign languages. He was carried into the village by this group of lovely herdsmen when he couldn't communicate.

The village here has a special style. It does not exude a national flavor like the northern yurts, but an elegant exotic culture.Hundred acres of manor, thousands of miles of pasture, vast is not the most appropriate adjective.

Chu Yi was in a daze, he couldn't find the words to describe his mood.

Why did I suddenly think of a Divine Comedy called "All Things Live".Although it is very unsightly, it enhances the mood.

-

On the other side of the highway, a BMW M-series gallops in the wind.Inside the car, Leng Mingche was leaning back on the passenger seat with a distorted expression.

"Are you uncomfortable?" asked Leng Mo who was driving.

"It's okay." Leng Mingche stretched his brows, pretending to be relaxed.

He doesn't like BMW. I don't know if this multi-million dollar car is too cheap or something. In short, he feels disgusted.But in fact, the cost of a car with the license plate number LA100 is only a few 10 yuan.

Maybe it's all because of habit, he likes to drive cheap cars, but today he wants to create the effect of riding a white horse.

Although "she" caused him a lot of trouble, he actually cared about it very much.

"Ming Che, do you want to call Wei Shao, he is waiting!"

"No!" Leng Mingche, who had been relieved just now, turned cold again.

I felt awkward in my heart, hmph, he has the ability to hack into my computer and control my stock market, he has the ability to turn murder cases into military exercises, but why can't he turn kidnapping and intentional wounding into military secret orders!

If it weren't for the fact that his most admired father and the commander of the guards are sworn brothers, he would not recognize this younger brother. Speaking of the title of cousin is really confusing to him. I really don't know where to start. It was a dishonorable incident, and was dismissed by the then head of the Leng family, his grandfather, and no one was allowed to mention it, and it was announced that he had died of illness.As time went by, he almost forgot that he had such an alluring mother, maybe he himself rejected everything related to his mother.

But having said that, although these methods made him furious, the effect was still very shocking, worthy of being his secretary.Both he and Leng Mo are too low-key in doing things, even a little timid. There should be such a person long ago.

Simple and crude.

"Then how do we deal with the next thing? It's impossible for us to make up a weird reason to counterattack like Wei Shao."

"Hehe! It's time to meet our old friends!"

-

The car drove directly to a villa. Outside the villa was a forest, which felt like a virgin forest.The car couldn't move forward here, so Leng Mo parked the car aside.

Walking forward, through the forest is a chic small courtyard.The fence is also neatly trimmed with trees, bluestone pavement, and various landscape trees in the courtyard, which has a special atmosphere.

At the end of the yard is a classical wooden house with double-breasted wooden doors with carved railings and carvings, and inside is a long corridor with marble floors.

At the end of the corridor is another wooden door. An old man is sitting on a rattan chair and shaking his fan leisurely, looking very chic.

Leng Mingche walked straight towards the old man, followed by Leng Mo, very respectful.

When they were about to cross the threshold, suddenly a black shadow rushed out and blocked the way.

This person is seventy years old, but his body is very tough, his skin is very dark, his beard is gray, and his expression is serious and inviolable.

"Who is here? Why don't you understand the rules? Please stop here." A vigorous voice came from the old man's mouth.

"Okay! Uncle Shou, the visitor is a guest. No one outside stopped him. It seems that he is an old friend."

Leng Mingche laughed: "The Hua guy is still so sharp! Leng Mingche, the junior of the Leng family, greets the Hua guy."

After finishing speaking, he bent down to salute, and Leng Mo accompanied him to salute.

"So it's Leng's doll, why do you think of me, the old man?"

"I heard that Hua Lao was hospitalized some time ago, and the younger generation has been busy with trivial matters and didn't come to visit."

"Hahaha! It's just some ignorant juniors making random arrangements. The old man's body is still strong, so he has to find a successor before he enters the Yellow Earth."

Leng Mingche's forehead had three black lines drawn out, how could this old man never forget this matter?