Chapter 866

The sound of Linyuan attic has slowly calmed down. Dong Wenfeng came to the place where he had just worked before Su Zhen. People around him began to look at Su Zhen's trembling legs and his face was like pickled cucumbers.

Dong Wenfeng naturally has evidence that Su Zhen is cheating and playing tricks, so Dong Wenfeng didn't say anything, and Su Zhen already understood it.

If he continues to fight with Dong Wenfeng, he will always suffer.

So Su Zhen was also sensible and nodded respectfully to Dong Wenfeng.

"What's the matter, and why does his face look so ugly?" Murong whispered softly in Dong Wenfeng's ear. She was afraid that Su Zhen would not forget to look up at him. Unexpectedly, Su Zhenzheng was looking at himself. His face was much heavier. It seemed that he had listened to him.

Dong Wenfeng seemed to know that Su Zhen had heard this sentence. He couldn't help laughing and said, "it seems that the residual poison in Mr. Su's stomach is not clear and clean!"

Su Zhen naturally immediately understood Dong Wenfeng's implication. Indeed, he had been broken by Dong Wenfeng before he forced out all the alcohol in his body. He was naturally terrified and had no intention to continue to force.

"What do you want?" Su Zhen gently asked Dong Wenfeng fiercely in his ear.

"What? Mr. Su's voice is so low that we are not sneaking around. Come on, drink..." Su Zhen was surprised again. Before drinking, his red face was half red.

"What happened behind their backs? Su Zhengang is still radiant. How can he be ill at the moment..."

"Yes, yes, I think it's strange..."

Su Zhen's back was full of sarcasm, as if the spearhead were pointing at himself.

Dong Wenfeng has pushed all the cash to the pile of high and peak. It doesn't need to count, that is, the one million cash just replaced. Su Zhenmei frowned and stared at the one million cash next to him. He knew that the money would be sent to Dong Wenfeng's pocket, but he pushed it down in a hurry.

Dong Wenfeng gracefully raised his glass to Su Zhen. That momentum was really like inviting friends all over the world. Su Zhen's face twitched again, as if thousands of ants were biting himself.

Su Zhen took the wine glass tremblingly, as if he knew that the wine in front of him was poisonous wine. If it had been just now, he would have been elated and poetic, and now he had lost his interest.

As soon as he took the glass, he immediately covered his stomach and looked stunned. No one could see that he was pretending. Dong Wenfeng only thought it was funny that so many people would care about such poor acting skills.

"Young master Dong, I've lost. I really can't drink any more. The money... Belongs to you. In the past, young master Dong has more leisure, let's have a competition again." Su Zhen's words are affectionate and righteous. It seems that he returned with a full load, but the people present sympathized with him.

Dong Wenfeng didn't bother to argue with him. Anyway, he won. When it comes to time, Dong Wenfeng will never be afraid to find his own trouble again.

Dong Wenfeng ordered the steward of Linyuan pavilion to come and count the money, while Murong surprised Dong Wenfeng, gently picked up a pile of money, smiled triumphantly, gently touched Dong Wenfeng's cheek and said, "husband, I love you so much that I didn't expect you to win. I just don't know how he would disarm and surrender for no reason?"

"Confidential..."

"Yeah..."

Murong was obviously reluctant, but at the moment her attention was all on these white and red bills. Perhaps a sentence is really right. A woman will always be particularly interested in two things. One is a rich man, the other is a man who can make money.

It happens that Dong Wenfeng meets both conditions. If someone doubts that Dong Wenfeng does not meet the second condition, today's performance can be refuted.

"Congratulations, young master Dong. There are 60 million here, and you have won 30 million." boss Qian of Linyuan Pavilion said in surprise. He really can't believe that Dong Wenfeng can win so many young master su. He is really impressed by Dong Wenfeng. He can make the young master of the three families spit out so much money. I believe no one dares to do it except Dong Wenfeng.

Even Zhang Wenhua is ashamed.

Dong Wenfeng saw that Su Zhen wanted to turn around and leave angrily. He immediately shouted, "stop!"

Su Zhen hurried to Dong Wenfeng, clenched his teeth and said, "don't push an inch..." this sentence was very quiet, as if it was for Dong Wenfeng alone, but everyone present had a cold sweat. They all knew that young master Su was angry.

Everyone dared not look directly at Su Zhen for fear that the young master of Su would suddenly look at himself, so everyone pretended to drink and do their own business.

"Mr. Su, it seems that you really misunderstood me. I didn't mean that. Boss Qian, you give Mr. Su tens of millions as compensation for the Lamborghini I I just smashed!"

"What? He smashed Mr. Su's Lamborghini. It's too much. It seems that Mr. Su really has a large number of adults and doesn't care about him..."

"That's not necessarily true. I think this person's identity must be not simple. Even young master Su wants to be lower than him..."

Su Zhen seemed to have heard all the gossip pointing to himself. It was a shame for Dong Wenfeng to smash the car. Unexpectedly, Dong Wenfeng completely ignored his feelings and made it public. But today, he had brought Miss Tong to talk to her, but he didn't bring many attendants. He knew his own strength very well. Dong Wenfeng could jump to his top without any trouble, and it could be seen that Dong Wenfeng was extraordinary.

After weighing, he still felt that he should bear it for a moment. Hum, Dong Wenfeng, remember to me. I will give you back this disgrace.

Su Zhen looked at Dong Wenfeng, who had counted ten million yuan for himself. He was not stupid enough to even want money. He took ten million yuan in cash, but he couldn't mention it at once.

He blushed in shame and made a call, believing that he was calling someone to carry it. Su Zhen still remembers Tong Waner in the corner. He rearranged his clothes, as if he wanted to see her with his most elegant and gentlemanly attitude.

Unexpectedly, Tong Waner's eyes have been staring at Dong Wenfeng. Su Zhenli has become bloody and ferocious. His face was originally beautiful. At the moment, he can't see any happiness, just like a dark cloud.

Su Zhen didn't expect that even his own sweetheart had made a secret promise to the smelly boy. He never felt a sense of loss, which lingered in his heart at the moment.