Chapter 440

In the past, no matter how bad it was.

Every new year or festival, Ling Chen would go back to the orphanage to have a look.

He grew up there.

For him, it's also a home.

It is said that Ling Chen is an orphan.

Ring tone and Lin Lengshuang are suddenly silent.

But a moment later, they all said in one voice, "I'll go with you."

The two girls suddenly looked at each other with a twinkle in their eyes.

"What are you doing?"

They spoke with one voice again.

"I'm his apprentice. Where the Master goes, I'll follow him." Ringtone moved out of the identity of an apprentice.

In this way, you can follow Lingchen in a proper way.

Lin Lengshuang stares at ringtone, and then says, "I'm the boss of Lingchen. Take care of the subordinates and go to see the situation."

She took out her identity as the boss.

It seems to be telling ringtone that she is a bigger person.

It's your master's boss.

Your master will listen to me!

The sound of the ring clenched its teeth.

"Come on, let's all go." Ling Chen is a little sad, two people are really lovely.

Hearing Ling Chen say so, the two people calm down.

But the heart began to think about what clothes to wear in the past.

The next day.

Ling Chen went out to the supermarket and bought a lot of moon cakes.

"Children in orphanages rarely have snacks."

The orphanage raised him, and when he grew up, he helped the orphanage.

This is cause and effect.

……

Sunshine welfare home.

The orphanage is located on the corner of the street. It is so remote that few people walk through it.

And this orphanage has been around for more than 30 years.

Where is the money?

The house is old, even the big iron gate is rotten.

But this orphanage, in these decades, has nurtured many people.

People from all walks of life are involved.

Now there are many children playing in it.

Brush -

just at this moment, a red Lamborghini stopped in front of the decaying iron door.

The door opened and a middle-aged man in sunglasses stepped down from it.

He had a gold chain around his neck, a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and a big stomach.

Status.

Brush!

Another car stopped.

This is a BMW. It stops behind the Lamborghini, and then comes four bodyguards in black.

"Go up."

The sunglasses man waved his hand and took out a cigarette.

A bodyguard in black, with a cold look, came to the iron gate.

The iron gate is rotten.

It takes only a few feet to kick away.

But before they could do it, an old man in a security uniform suddenly rushed out of a guard booth.

"What are you going to do?"

He waved his baton and yelled.

"Step back."

The man let the bodyguard back, he was holding a cigarette, personally came forward.

"Why are you here again?"

As soon as the old man saw the middle-aged man, he said in a loud voice, "how many times do you come back to me that answer?"

"Not for sale!"

"No matter how much you pay, the land will not be sold."

The man went to the iron gate.

He looked at the old man and said, "uncle, do you really think clearly?"

"Half a million won't do."

"We'll give five million."

"Five million is enough," he said aloud. "It's enough for you to spend your life at will."

The man said, "and we have already got the permission to conquer."

"I tell you, you are occupying the land by force!"

"Go away."

"No, it's not for me, it's for children," he said

"This is their home. It can't be sold."