Chapter 1211

In the Lu family hall, people took their seats in turn.

Qin Hongshuang and Lu dan'er know that ye Hong wants to talk with Lu Fu, so they go to the inner room to talk about some girl whispers.

"Mr. night, if you have any orders, just speak up!"

Lu Fu clapped his chest with a thump, which was like a complete loss of his brain.

His character is like this, love and hate clearly.

Previously, he hated Yehong very much. Now he is so grateful to Yehong that he doesn't care even if he goes up the mountain and the sea of fire.

"To tell you the truth, I really have an unkind request for your help." Night Hong smile way.

This idea was born at the moment when ye Hong knew that Lu dan'er's father was a senior project of Tiangang industry.

"Lugong, I'd like to ask you to take me into your factory."

Night Hong this word a, Lu father immediately Leng in place.

"What are you going to do in our factory?" he asked

Night Hong cautiously glanced around, suddenly took out a piece of silk roll with golden border, which was worn by black ox horn shaft.

"What is this?"

Lu Fu watched Yehong reveal the contents of the silk scroll bit by bit, until the opening of the word "Temple" and immediately stood up.

"This, this, this is..."

his lips trembled, and his hand pointing to the silk scroll kept shaking.

Yehong chuckled and said to Lu Fu, "I have another person who is a temple to be honest with you...

Lu Fu only felt a tingle in his scalp. He never thought Yehong had such a terrible identity.

You should know that it is the temple, the most sacred and majestic place in the hearts of the common people.

Lu Fu of course is no exception, in his eyes Night Hong's body suddenly infected with a layer representing the supremacy of the aura.

In the face of such presence from the temple, he was suddenly embarrassed and did not dare to sit back on the sofa.

"Mr. Lu, please don't be nervous."

Night Hong relieved for a long time, this just managed to eliminate the tension of Lu Fu.

"You, you put it away first. It's too eye-catching!"

Lu Fu pointed to the silk scroll in night Hong's hand, and his lips trembled.

Night Hong shakes his head and laughs, and rolls the silk scroll back into his arms.

Looking at Lu Fu who sat back on the sofa again, Yehong continued with a smile: "Lugong, this factory observation of Tiangang industry is actually a secret mission of the temple.

So I don't want to be noticed. I have to ask you. "

Ye Hong's words are half true and half false.

Of course, the temple did not give him such a task, but it was Yehong's reason to stabilize Lu Fu's heart.

Because he knew that grassroots workers like Lu Fu believed in the authority of the temple.

As for the real part, it is the silk scroll.

It's the document of the temple, and it's a real thing.

"Mr. Ye, is there something wrong with our factory?"

Lu Fu asked in horror.

Night Hong considered again and again, or decided to disclose part of the information to Lu Fu.

By the way, you can also let Lu Fu prepare the way out in advance.

"Lu Gong, this information must be kept secret."

Night Hong one face serious way: "temple received intelligence, found Tiangang industry and foreign black organizations have trade relations!"

Night Hong did not start to say nightmare factory, but also scared Lu Fu a big jump.

"Black, black tissue!"

Out of his trust in Yehong and his strong sense of justice, Lu Fu immediately promised: "Mr. Ye, don't worry, I will take you into the factory!"