God-level Agent System

Until Lin Huan and his family left the store, Zheng Wen couldn't recover.

"Okay, everyone is gone, so don't look at it anymore." The fashionable woman pulled his arm, her tone was a little bit sour, but also a little bit of yearning.

She exhausted all her efforts in bed to please Zheng Wen. When she came to the LV store to buy a bag, she had to choose a cheap one.

Take another look at Lin Huan, who bought nearly 260,000 Chinese coins without saying a word, and bought 9 bags for his mother and younger sister, all of which are the latest.

There is really no harm if there is no comparison. Lin Huan is young and a lot of money. He spends a lot of money for his family, and Zheng Wen is old and delinquent.

The fashionable woman suddenly became a little upset.

Zheng Wen seemed to be unheard of, and walked directly to the beauty shop assistant and asked: "Did you see the balance on that card just now?"

The beauty clerk looked up at him, tried his best to conceal the mockery in his eyes and said, "I have seen it."

Some POS machines need to check the balance of the bank card before swiping the card, and then enter the transaction interface. The POS machine in this LV store belongs to this type.

Zheng Wen's expression was lifted, and he asked expectantly, "How much is left in it, isn't it?"

"Hehe." The beauty clerk couldn't help but sneered a few times in his heart, and then said with a pitiful tone: "Mr. Lin has more than 300 million in the card."

She could hardly believe her eyes when she saw the balance in Lin Huan card, and the shock in her heart was beyond words.

Had it not been for the professionalism that she had developed over the years, she would almost exclaim on the spot.

More than 300 million Chinese currency coins, this is money that ordinary people can't make in ten lifetimes.

The most important thing is that Lin Huan should not be the rich second generation after listening to the conversation between the family members. It is incredible that Lin Huan can accumulate so much wealth from scratch at a young age!

After hearing this number, Zheng Wen was stunned for a moment, and then said with an ugly face: "Did you read it wrong!"

The beauty clerk smiled and said, "Sir, please believe in my professionalism. I will never read it wrong."

Hearing that, Zheng Wen's body was shaking for a while, and he kept whispering in his mouth: "This is impossible...this is impossible..."

In his impression, Lin Changsheng's family, who was originally in the poor class, had amazing wealth that made him jealous. This contrast was like a thunderstorm, and Zheng Wenpi fainted directly.

Fortunately, he also mocked Lin Changsheng shouldn't come to high-end malls like Hang Lung, and said whether Lin Huan's brain was abnormal.

It now seems that the real problem with his brain is his own!

The little money he was greedy at the Water Affairs Group is not enough for others!

The beauty clerk gave him a slightly mocking look, then turned and walked aside.

After coming out of the LV store, Lin Huan took his parents and younger sisters to several clothing stores to shop.

In the process, both Lin Changsheng and Lin Jiao curiously asked about Lin Huan's source of income.

Lin Huan did not say clearly about this, only that he is now working in a special department of the country, and the bonus is very high. Because of the special nature of the job, he cannot disclose more information.

Lin Changsheng and his younger sister Lin Jiao could barely believe his explanation, but they no longer agreed with Lin Huan to buy luxury brand clothes, they just chose a few clothes for one or two thousand yuan.

When the shopping was over, the family left the mall and drove to a high-end restaurant nearby.

One hundred meters behind the Audi A8, a silver-grey Volkswagen Jetta was faintly following. A young man sitting in the co-pilot made a call and said: "The target has left Plaza 66 and his destination is unknown."

There was a cold hum on the phone: "Keep staring, and report any situation at any time!"

"Yes!" The young man hung up the phone and said to the driver: "Continue to follow."

Lin Huan, who drove the A8, had noticed the Jetta car that had been following him from the gate of the community, and he whispered silently: "Aren't you going to give up? I have to see what you want to do!"

Ten minutes later, the black A8 stopped at the door of a high-end restaurant.

If Lin Huan remembers correctly, this restaurant called Qiweiguan was once owned by the Wei family.

However, after the war on the top of Huacheng Mountain, this restaurant was taken over by Xu Shuwen and took care of it instead of Lin Huan.

After parking the car, Lin Changsheng's family walked into the restaurant and entered a private room under the leadership of the service staff.

After ordering the wine and food, the family drank tea and chatted, but after waiting for a long time, the waiter did not see the food. Li Yueru asked Lin Huan in doubt, "Xiao Huan, do you want to go out and have a look?"

Lin Huan smiled and said, "It's okay, this restaurant is very slow to cook, let's wait a little longer."

In fact, it was the first time he came to this restaurant. He didn't know whether the food was served fast or slow. He just said that he didn't want to leave this private room.

Because in his perception, except for his family, other customers in this store have been cleared away!

It was replaced by a group of punks with clubs and machetes!

"That's it, then wait." It was the first time that Li Yue came to such a high-end restaurant, and he didn't say much now.

After waiting for another ten minutes, no one came to deliver the food. Now both Lin Changsheng and his wife realized something was wrong.

"Xiao Huan, why do I feel so quiet outside?"

After becoming a master of martial arts, Lin Changsheng's perception is also much stronger. It stands to reason that it is the peak time for passengers, and it should be very lively outside.

But in Lin Changsheng’s perception, there was no footsteps of the service staff walking back and forth, and no guests chatting and laughing through the corridor. It was terribly quiet!

Lin Huan said dismissively: "Perhaps the sound effect of the packet interval is good."

"Is that so?" Lin Changsheng frowned slightly, always feeling that his son was hiding something.

At this moment, there was finally a noise outside the door, and then a messy and numerous footsteps approached here.

Lin Huan raised her eyebrows and said in secret, "It's finally here!"

With a soft "click", the door was pushed open from the outside, and then Ma Liqiang, wearing a white Armani suit, walked in.

Behind him, followed by martial arts master Li Zhong and another middle-aged man Lin Huan had never seen before.

After Ma Liqiang walked in, he first scanned the Lin Changsheng family one by one, and then Da Ma Jindao pulled a chair away and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Li Zhong took a cigar from his arms and handed it to Ma Liqiang's hand, and then respectfully bent over to light the cigar for him.

After taking a deep sip of the cigar, Ma Liqiang comfortably spit out a puff of smoke, then raised his eyelids and looked at Lin Huan and said, "Is it my cousin you injured?"