Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 203 Don't Fear

Cen Jingshu looked at Luo Feng speechlessly.

He was talking about such an important thing with the old dean, he didn't seem to listen at all, just making tea.

Although it's not his business, can't you take it seriously?

"Huh, dare to make tea in front of the dean. You are the classmate." Cen Jingshu grumbled, "Do you know that the hometown of the dean is in a tea area in Fujian, and the dean has been with tea since childhood? When dealing with it, many higher-level leaders had to make a cup of hot tea when they came to inspect."

Luo Feng smiled slightly, "Then, it is indeed my ugliness."

"Xiao Cen, what are you talking about?" The old dean glanced at Cen Jingshu reproachfully. "Thanks to Xiaofeng tonight, otherwise, Xiao Yi's affairs don't know how to end. That group of people is simply a group. Beast." The old dean picked up the tea cup, first observed the color of the tea, smelled the tea, and then took a sip.

The eyes could not help but brighten.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Luo Feng, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Good boy, the skill of making tea is amazing. I have been making this tea for most of my life, but I have never made this kind of tea. .Great, great, great."

The old dean also kept pace with the times, and said important things three times.

Cen Jingshu on the side was dumbfounded.

It was the first time she met the old dean's tea making technique that gave people such high praise.

Luo Feng's tea is so good?

Cen Jingshu took a bite suspiciously, a sweet feeling stimulating the tip of his tongue, as if passing through the tip of his tongue, the whole body was filled instantly, and her eyes widened involuntarily---

After a while, Cen Jingshu couldn't help turning her head to look at the old dean, "Dean, when did you change into such a good tea?"

Hearing this, the old dean shook his head with a wry smile, "Now the orphanage is stretched and life is tight. These teas were sent by relatives in my hometown. They are the same as in previous years."

Cen Jingshu looked at Luo Feng in shock.

This face has another mysterious halo.

I really surprised myself.

"Making tea is just about a mood." Luo Feng filled the two of them with tea, then smiled and said, "Dean Yao, Jing Shu, in fact, you don’t have to be too pessimistic. This development project of Tiehong Group, I think they will stop soon, so now you don’t have to be pessimistic, let alone fear."

"Stop?" The old dean was stunned and asked in a puzzled way, "How could a good project stop?"

"Because I heard that the Tiehong Group seems to have caused trouble." Luo Feng took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Zhang Tiehong will soon be unable to protect himself, let alone rob your home."

"Really?" Cen Jingshu looked at Luo Feng with bright eyes.

Luo Feng's words, she still subconsciously chose to believe it.

This guy is not an ordinary person, even Young Master Liu, one of the five wealthiest members of the Yangcheng City, dare not move him openly. Perhaps he will know some secrets that others don't know.

"Of course it is true." Luo Feng smiled, "The Tiehong Group's behavior is so despicable. Do you think that Zhang Tiehong's backside can be clean? As long as someone intervenes in the investigation, it won't be long before Zhang Tiehong is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. ."

Before rescuing Cen Jingshu today, Luo Feng heard Tang Dechang talk about the case of the year. Listening to his tone, the progress of the matter seemed to have progressed. I believe that it is not far away from rushing to Zhang's house and seeking justice for the things of the year.

Through this incident tonight, Luo Feng confirmed a fact.

What happened to Tang Dechang's family back then was definitely not accidental.

Tiehong Group has no idea how many similar things have been done over the years.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with cold light.

"That's great." Cen Jingshu shook his fist excitedly, "If that's the case, Tiehong Group, it will be rewarded for evil!"

"I hope so." The old dean glanced at Luo Feng, and saw that Luo Feng didn't seem to care about the Tiehong Group at all. The old dean always wanted to ask Luo Feng's identity, but he felt embarrassed. Only the words reached the mouth and swallowed.

After a long discussion, it was late, Luo Feng and Cen Jingshu got up and said goodbye to leave.

The old dean personally escorted them to the door.

The door of the orphanage was closed tightly, and Liang Bo looked up at the outside from time to time, his expression slightly flustered.

"Bo Liang, what's the matter?" Cen Jingshu walked over and asked.

"I still want to ask you. Just now I saw that the arrogant manager of Tiehong Group was carried out. Who was beaten into such a miserable appearance?" Liang Bo glanced at Luo Feng. The only possibility is this young man. .

"I was worried that they would send someone to retaliate, so I quickly locked the door. But it's weird, there seems to be nothing."

Luo Feng glanced at Cen Jingshu.

"Yes, what if Shi Fugui sends someone to retaliate?" Cen Jingshu said worriedly.

"Even if Shi Fugui is not hit tonight, he will still send someone to make things difficult for our orphanage." The old dean looked away a lot.

Luo Feng glanced outside, then turned to face the old dean and said, "If someone makes trouble, you call Jing Shu immediately."

The old dean was startled, and immediately understood Luo Feng's meaning, and immediately nodded.

Before the two left, Liang Bo deliberately walked to Luo Feng's side, patted him on the shoulder, and pointed his mother finger up, "The young man plays well. If I'm 30 years younger, I will definitely kill him. of."

Uncle Liang laughed excitedly.

Yangcheng at night is exceptionally beautiful.

After leaving the Chunmiao Orphanage, Cen Jingshu was still worried.

She was not as optimistic as Luo Feng thought, because her family suffered such a crisis, Cen Jingshu's mood was difficult to calm down.

Luo Feng didn't know how to comfort him.

On the way back to send Cen Jingshu, Luo Feng still said the same thing--

Don't be afraid!

Luo Feng's eyes showed great confidence.

Cen Jingshu finally nodded slowly.

When Luo Feng returned to Lanfeng's apartment, it was already around 11 o'clock in the evening, and the atmosphere of the food stalls on the street was as warm as before. Sister Lan's milk tea shop was also reopened.

Even Lin Xiangfeng wore the clothes of a waiter, busy back and forth.

Seeing Luo Feng came back, he forced Luo Feng to sit down and drink milk tea.

Looking at Lin Xiangfeng’s posture, he meant to drink three hundred cups of burning grass with Luo Feng--

For Lin Xiangfeng and his wife, Luo Feng saved their family, which can be said to give them a second life.

Luo Feng observed that Sister Lan's milk tea shop was located between Zijing Middle School and a technical school, with an excellent location. The business of the milk tea shop has not been affected in any way.

Most students gather here.

Suddenly, Luo Feng's eyes fell on a person, his face changed slightly, and he subconsciously picked up the milk tea in front of him, covering his face.

However, at this time, a voice rang.

"Little fool, you say, is it the big milk tea or your face."