Early the next morning, Lin Zifeng and Chu Han drove to Yanjing and stayed at Su's house.

Yan Changjun, a famous second-generation rich man of this generation, inherited the family business because his parents died early. However, because his parents doted on him too much, they did not teach him any real skills and knowledge, and they just interacted with the little people in society.

He is a gangster, uneducated and incompetent, always trying to figure something out.

According to the agreement, everyone should arrive at the Crescent Hotel at eleven o'clock at noon, but Yan Changjun did not arrive for a long time, which made Lin Zifeng and Chuhan anxious.

Lin Zifeng poked Chuhan and said, "Chuhan, what time is it?"

Chu Han raised his hand and glanced at his watch and said, "Mr. Lin, it's 11:45 noon."

"Alas -" Lin Zifeng sighed in embarrassment, then patted his stomach, "Chuhan, are you hungry?"

Chu Han nodded and said: "That's almost it. I didn't have much breakfast when I was at Su's house, and now I'm here again, standing for an hour. Can I not be hungry? Of course I am!"

After hearing this, Lin Zifeng looked to the left and to the right, then pointed with his hand and said: "Chuhan, look, there is a bun shop somewhere. Let's buy a few buns and put them on each other. Let's talk about it later."

Chuhan was indeed hungry. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a black Rolls-Royce approaching from a distance, with a shiny car body and a very majestic look.

Chuhan pointed to the car and said, "Mr. Lin, look, Mr. Yan is here."

Lin Zifeng glanced at the car with disdain and said, "Ignore him, let's eat steamed buns first!"

"But...Mr. Lin." Chu Han seemed to be hesitant, "Isn't it good for us to do this? After all, everyone is here..."

Lin Zifeng was very angry after hearing this. Of course, he was not angry with Chuhan, but with Yan Changjun.

"He's here? I'm here, and he's still almost an hour late. It only takes me ten or twenty minutes to eat a steamed bun. What's wrong with the delay?"

Seeing that Lin Zifeng was angry, Chu Han thought he was angry with her and didn't dare to say anything more, so he followed Lin Zifeng to eat steamed buns.

The two of them each ordered a plate of steamed buns. Chu Han was very anxious and finished them in less than five minutes.

Look at Lin Zifeng again: sitting across from Chu Handi, eating slowly, he only ate half of a plate of five buns, and while eating

While eating, I played chess on my mobile phone.

"Mr. Lin, please hurry up and eat, we have to go to the Crescent Hotel for a banquet." Chu Han said anxiously.

However, Lin Zifeng ignored him at all: "Gong pawn! Vaulting horse! Flying elephant!"

Seeing Lin Zifeng ignoring him, Chu Han continued: "Mr. Lin, why are you still in the mood to play? Mr. Yan is waiting over there."

After so much persuasion, the rental fee finally responded.

He raised his head, put his phone in the middle of the table, and said, "Want a plate?"

"Want a game!?" Chuhan's nose was almost crooked with anger, "Who wants to play a game with you? You can play it yourself."

In this way, Lin Zifeng ate and played at the same time. It took 45 minutes to eat the five buns before the two of them paid the bill and went to the private room reserved by Yan Changjun at the Crescent Hotel.

As soon as they entered the room, they could see a table full of people. Sitting in the middle was none other than Yan Changjun, the boss of Yanjing Group!

Lin Zifeng glanced around and found two empty seats facing the door. Without saying hello to anyone, he asked Chuhan to sit down.

This move made Yan Changjun's nose almost crooked with anger. He slapped the table, pointed at Lin Zifeng and shouted: "You are so presumptuous!"

Lin Zifeng looked left and right, and finally looked at Yan Changjun, pointed at himself and said, "Are you talking about me?"

"Nonsense, who are you talking about if you don't tell me?"

"Oh." Lin Zifeng agreed casually, then picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dishes on the table, not forgetting to pick up a piece of meat for Chu Han, "Come on, Chu Han, you try this, I heard about this

Very delicious.”

Chu Han was not polite, picked up the meat on the plate and put it into his mouth, which made Yan Changjun very angry.

He slapped the table with his hand again, then stood up suddenly, pointed at Lin Zifeng and shouted: "Lin Zifeng, do you know where this is?"

Lin Zifeng raised his head and glanced at Yan Changjun, leaned back on his chair, lit a cigarette, and said slowly: "A place to eat."

Before Yan Changjun could speak, a person beside him also stood up, walked to Lin Zifeng, and said: "Lin, let me tell you, this is Yanjing, not the sea of ​​clouds!"

Lin Zifeng ignored the man's words at all, picked up another piece of meat, put it into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and pretended to enjoy it.

This can be done

The man was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to hit Lin Zifeng, but was stopped by Yan Changjun.

Yan Changjun walked up to the man, patted him on the shoulder, and motioned him to return to his seat first, then walked up to Lin Zifeng and said, "Lin Zifeng, you seem to be unlucky today...

…”

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zifeng nodded and said, "Yeah, I waited at the gate for forty-five minutes in vain. I'm really unlucky~"

After hearing these words, Yan Changjun blushed and said, "emmm... we also stared at each other for forty-five minutes."

"Yes." Lin Zifeng nodded again, "We waited for forty-five minutes first, and then we thought you weren't coming, so we left. Unexpectedly, you came again and came back again."

Hearing this, Yan Changjun's face turned red again, and then he slowly walked to his seat and said: "Okay, Lin Zifeng, let me ask you, do you know why I came to you today?

"

"I know, let's eat." As he said that, he picked up another piece of beef and put it in his mouth, "Well - this beef is well cooked, it's so mushy, it doesn't fill your teeth, good!"

Yan Changjun looked at Lin Zifeng's eating posture and kept trying to catch his breath, not to mention the suffocating feeling in his heart.

After a long time, he finally said: "I said... Lin Zifeng, I heard that you inherited the Zhang Group. Is this true?"

After hearing this, Lin Zifeng thought to himself: Nonsense, you are asking questions knowingly, why not, I just ignore him, yes, just ignore him!

Thinking of this, he picked up another piece of mutton and put it in his mouth.

Yan Changjun was almost furious, thinking: You ignore him and me? Do you take me seriously?

Thinking of this, he slammed the table again and shouted loudly: "Hey! Lin Zifeng! I'm talking to you, are you deaf? Talk!"

"Ah -" Lin Zifeng made a long sound first, and then said, "Well, this mutton is good. You can tell it is pure mutton when you taste it, and it is also well cooked. I want to be the chef who cooks this dish nine times out of ten.

It's a Muslim."

When Yan Changjun saw it, he thought to himself: Okay, you have the guts, I want to see if you can get out of Yanjing!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so as soon as he got up, he left the Crescent Hotel. As soon as he left, all his men followed him.
Chapter completed!