Chapter 97: Zhang Kun's Past

Private Room No. 2, the luxurious private room on the second floor of Xintiandi Hotel.

That's right next door to Liu Lang's private room.

Looking from the direction of the private room door is the hotel chairman Zhang Kun.

There were four people standing behind him, three of whom were bodyguards hired by Zhang Kun.

One is called Uncle Yao, and he has a beard all over his chin, looking like an uncle from the jungle.

The second person is an ordinary person, a young man with ordinary appearance. If you don't pay attention when you are standing nearby, you really don't know that there is another person standing there.

The third person is Mu Xia, who is handsome and about twenty-three years old.

Next is manager Liang Xiaowu.

At this time, Zhang Kun looked embarrassed.

There was a young man sitting on the other side of the round table.

The boy was about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a white casual suit. This man was Lin Zifeng, the young master of the Lin family in Beijing.

At this time, the corner of his mouth was slightly curled, his eyes were squinting, his arms were half-crossed with disdain and coldness, rejecting the indifference from thousands of miles away, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were tinged with pride without any sense of violation.

Behind him stood a row of bodyguards, all dressed in straight black suits.

Next to him sat a woman.

At this time, the woman's face was pale, and she seemed to be sitting on a needle board while sitting on the chair.

"Master, what you said is really embarrassing for Zhang Kun. I'm sorry that Zhang Kun can't agree."

Zhang Kun kept his brows furrowed, and after he finished speaking, his entire face turned livid.

He knew that once he broke up with the young man in front of him, his situation would be even more embarrassing, but if he had to agree to what he just said, he would have to die.

"hehe…"

"you sure?"

The corners of Lin Zifeng's mouth raised, revealing a wicked smile.

Then, the body of the row of bodyguards behind him moved slightly.

Just that cold breath made Zhang Kun feel as if his whole body was plunged into darkness.

He knew where these people were coming from.

This is a group of retired special forces.

He knew several of them.

He used to work for the Lin family in Beijing as a small driver. Later, he felt that he had no future, so he moved to Shanglin City, and later relied on his own efforts to reach where he is now.

At that time, this young man was just a young boy. He didn't expect that so many years have passed.

The purpose of Lin Zifeng's visit was very simple, which was to take over his hotel.

In fact, he didn't quite understand why Lin Zifeng fell in love with his hotel.

Logically speaking, Lin Zifeng, as the young master of the Lin family, is powerful and should not cling to a small person like him and worry about his hotel.

But Lin Zifeng was so willful, and he made his purpose of coming here clear as soon as he came.

hehe…

How could Zhang Kun agree to giving away his property to others for free?

This is the result of his many years of hard work. How can it be that others just accept it with just a word?

"Sorry, Master, I still can't accept it."

Zhang Kun sighed secretly.

In fact, after saying this sentence, his ending was already determined.

But he was unwilling to do so.

Do not reconcile your own efforts to make wedding clothes for others.

But so what if you are unwilling to do so.

The young man in front of him is the young master of the Lin family in Beijing.

The Lin family is one of the top five families in Beijing.

If the Lin family moved a finger, he would be wiped out in ashes.

But I still feel unwilling...

He wanted to take a gamble and give it a try.

Try a motorcycle or a motorcycle.

The Bubo motorcycle turned into dust.

Nothing is left.

"In that case, I can only say sorry."

Lin Zifeng said lightly.

Then, more than a dozen bodyguards behind him walked towards Zhang Kun with ruthless expressions.

………

Liu Lang was eating in private room No. 1.

Lu Yutong had already secretly put the phone back on the table.

She sat next to him, always looking for excuses to get closer to Liu Lang.

"Little brother, who is that Liu Qianying?"

Lu Yutong asked casually.

"Liu Qianying? Why are you asking her?"

Liu Lang took a bite of the food and said.

"Brother, just now, I saw your phone light up, so I took a curious look and found that someone named Qianying sent you a message. But the message didn't stay for a few seconds, and then it was withdrawn. I'm curious and asked."

As Lu Yutong talked, she felt like she believed it.

"Oh, Liu Qianying is a writer who specializes in writing novels.. "

Lu Yutong asked casually, and Liu Lang said casually.

"oh…"

Lu Yutong then asked: "A writer? Is she a beautiful woman?"

"That's probably it. It's been widely photographed in the group."

Liu Lang took a piece of Japanese abalone, swallowed it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and said calmly.

"Little brother, is she as beautiful as me?"

Lu Yutong blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Liu Lang with a smile.

"This...should be because you are beautiful."

"Well...yes, you are beautiful."

Liu Lang finally said with certainty.

Although I don't quite understand what Lu Yutong means by asking this question.

But there is still a rule that must be followed: a girl asks who is more beautiful between herself and a certain girl? There is no doubt that she is beautiful. Never say other girls are beautiful.

"whee…"

Liu Lang's words were still very useful, and Lu Yutong smiled sweetly.

At this moment…

Bang…

The door is opened…

A figure stumbled in.

Liu Lang heard the noise and turned around to take a look.

It's Liang Xiaowu, the hotel manager.

He looked panicked at this time.

Seeing Liu Lang turning around, Liang Xiaowu said urgently: "Mr. Liu...Mr. Liu, help, Director Zhang...Dong Zhang..."

"What's wrong?" Liu Lang asked with a slight frown.

"I don't know either. Anyway, a group of strangers are in the private room next door, and Director Zhang and his three bodyguards are being held hostage by them."

"Mr. Liu, you must save Director Zhang."

Liang Xiaowu said with a panicked expression.

"Manager Liang, I also want to help, but I am alone now, and there are two of them who are female..."

Liu Lang said awkwardly.

"Alas..." Liang Xiaowu sighed.

He had just called the hotel's security for backup.

But he knew that the security guards' ability was impossible to match those people, and they could only delay them for a while.

"However, I can accompany you to see it."

Thinking of Zhang Kun's previous help and his warm hospitality, Liu Lang thought for a while and said solemnly.

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Liu." Liang Xiaowu bowed respectfully.

Liu Lang took a deep breath and said, "Qian'er, Yutong, please stay in the private room and don't leave the private room no matter what."

"No, little brother, I will go with you."

Lu Yutong heard the seriousness of the matter and took Liu Lang's arm, as if she would not let him go until she went.

"Brother, I'll go too." Liu Qian said.

"Nonsense!"

"You guys stay in the private room obediently. I'm just going to take a look. I'll be back in a minute."

Liu Lang put on a rare serious face and shook off Lu Yutong's hand.

Then, Liu Lang and Liang Xiaowu walked out of the private room.

Lu Yutong hurriedly took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Lu Chuanbei! I'm at the Xintiandi Hotel in Shanglin City. You call a few trucks over immediately, quickly, immediately. If you're late, just wait to collect the body for me!"

Lu Yutong's voice almost shouted.

She was restless and always felt as if something was going to happen to Liu Lang.

"What's wrong? Daughter, what happened!"

Lu Chuanbei, who was sitting on a lounge chair in a leisure villa, was very happy when he saw his daughter calling.

But when he heard his daughter shouting, he was so shocked that he almost jumped out of his chair.

Even the bodyguard Yang Fan standing next to him was confused.

He knew his boss's character well enough to not panic even if a knife was placed on his neck, but at this moment, a phone call disturbed his mind and disturbed his mind.

Yang Fan did not disturb Lu Chuanbei because he was still answering the phone.

[Thanks to 'Mu Xia' for the gift. 】

[Thanks to the 'No. 1 Person with Dirty Thoughts' for the gift of 3 power generators made with love. 】