Chapter 744

But now, as the successor of the Yan family, Yan Qingtian is so respectful to Suluo, even a little servile.

What does that mean?

This shows that in his eyes is a dead liar's Suluo, has a bright future, even more terrible than the Yan Family!

But he just didn't know how to satirize each other. He also gave each other a million dollars, saying that the other party couldn't make money in his life.

At the thought of this, Qi Wenlin's legs softened, and he was paralyzed on the ground.

Almost scared to pee.

"Dad, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me." Qi Lingyun was startled by his father's action and ran to say.

Qi Lingyu's mother was also nervous. She said in an urgent voice, "Wenlin, why are you taking a taxi? Are you uncomfortable? Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital?"

"I I'm ok. Help me up. Help me to Mr. Su. Hurry up. I'm going to apologize. Hurry up, or our Jihao group will be finished. "

After finishing this sentence, Qi Wenlin doesn't know where the power comes from. He struggles to get up from the ground and runs out in fear. He wants to find Suluo. He wants to apologize to Suluo and ask Suluo to forgive him.

Otherwise, as long as Suluo said, his family business in the capital might be completely gone.

Looking at Qi Wenlin running out, Qi Lingyu and her mother were stunned, and then quickly followed.

Unfortunately, when Qi Wenlin came out from the outside, Su Luo and Yan Qing got into the car and drove away.

"It's over!"

Watching Su Luo leave, Qi Wenlin's whole body is going to collapse. His face is pale, and his sweat can't stop coming out from his forehead. His fear is extreme.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Qi Lingyu was shocked by her father's change.

Qi Lingyu's mother was also startled. What's going on.

When Qi Wenlin heard his daughter's words, he immediately regained his mind. Like grasping the last straw, he grabbed her shoulder with both hands: "Lingyu, did you get Mr. Su's phone number on the plane before? Do you know where Mr. Su is?"

Looking at her father's appearance, Qi Lingyu gently shook her head and said, "Dad, mom and I don't have Mr. Su's phone. What's the matter with you?"

Hearing this, Qi Wenlin sat down on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Lingyu, you Do you know who Mr. Su is just now? He His name is Yan Qingtian. He is the heir of the Yan Family in the capital. Even the Yan family has to be respectful to him. I just made a wild remark. If this matter is spread out, our family will be finished, and Jihao group will go bankrupt. "

What?

Qi Lingyu and her mother were startled. Their faces flashed with fear. They were from the capital. Naturally they knew that the Yan Family meant them.

In the eyes of the Yan family, they are mole ants, which can be trampled to death with one foot.

They never thought that Suluo was so terrible. Even the heir of Yan family wanted to call him Mr. Su.

Qi Lingyu took a deep breath and said in a soft voice: "Dad, don't worry! Although I don't have much contact with Mr. Su, I don't think Mr. Su is a small hearted person. He won't haggle over trifles. "

"Really?" Qi Wenlin asked.

"Don't worry, Dad! It must be

Qi Lingyu nodded. Now she can only say that to comfort her father.

"I hope so."

Qi Wenlin takes a look at his daughter, and finally turns into a sigh. He has offended Suluo now. If Suluo doesn't care about everything, it's OK. If Suluo wants to settle accounts with him, even if he sees Suluo, it doesn't help.

Who made him look down!

Now it's up to fate.

For Suluo, Qi Wenlin is just a small episode, which can't cause any waves in his heart, and he won't say that he deliberately retaliates against Qi Wenlin.

For an elephant, he never cares about the provocation of ants at his feet. Qi Wenlin is an ant in his eyes. He doesn't need to care about anything at all. Next time he doesn't know what's good and what's bad, he just tramples on it to death.

Since Su Luo got into the car, he began to shut his eyes. But Yan Qingtian didn't speak. He just drove the car all the way to Yan's house.

Half an hour later, Suluo's figure appeared in the Yan family.

"Yan Fu!"

The two stone lions in front of the gate are made by famous masters. Even a dead object gives people an inexplicable deterrent.

"Mr. Su, please come inside. My father is ready for the reception. He is waiting for you inside." Yan Qingluo said, turning the car to Su's head.

"Well, you can take me there!"

Solo nodded.

After getting out of the car, Yan Qingtian leads Suluo to the backyard.The two are not in a hurry. Along the way, Suluo is enjoying the decoration of the Yan family. The villa of the Yan family is a typical Suzhou garden style, with pavilions, pavilions, springs, stones, flowers and trees, giving people a sense of rebuilding the universe within a short distance.

Through the cloister, in an instant, they came to the backyard. A middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting in the pavilion. His whole body exuded a kind of arrogance.

This middle-aged man is Yan Zhengye, the father of Yan Qingtian, the current owner of the Yan family.

After hearing the sound of footsteps, Yan Zhengye raised his head. When he saw Yan Qingtian and Su Luo, Yan Zhengye immediately stood up with a smile and said, "I've heard your name for a long time, Mr. Su. Today, I see that it really deserves the reputation. It's not too much to say that it's the dragon and Phoenix among people."

Su Luo light a smile: "Yan Jia Zhu, you flatter."

Even if Yan Qingtian hasn't introduced him, he already knows his identity from Yan Zhengye's momentum.

"Sit down, Mr. Su."

Yan Zhengye made a gesture of invitation, and then said to Yan Qingtian, "Qingtian, you can go down to the kitchen and order the dishes. Just send them here!"

Then he looked at sulo: "Mr. Su, do you mind?"

Su Luo said with a smile: "master Yan, enjoying the scenery of Suzhou gardens and eating delicious food, is a great pleasure in life."

"Ha ha ha, Mr. Su, I dare not say the beautiful scenery, but the delicious food will not disappoint you." Yan Zhengye said with a laugh.

"I'll see."

Suluo smiles. He knows that Yan Zhengye invited him to dinner this time. It's not to say that it's just to clean up the dust for him. There must be something else.

But Yan Zhengye does not speak, and he will not be the first to speak.

When Yan Zhengye saw that Suluo didn't speak, he burst into a bitter smile. It seemed that the young man was as smart as his son. He was afraid that he had guessed that he had more to ask for.