The Master Goes Down The Mountain: I Am Not A Son-In-Law

"A nail-headed arrow book?"

It was obviously the first time for Lin Laifeng to hear this term, and he looked bewildered.

Li Muchen couldn't help wondering, did he make a wrong judgment?

"Who did you give Mr. Lin's birth date?" He changed the phrase.

Lin Laifeng hesitated a little, but when he saw his son lying on the ground, he sighed and said:

"I said it, can you let my son go?"

Li Muchen smiled coldly.

This laughter made Lin Shaoheng tremble in his heart.

"Yes." Li Muchen said disdainfully, "I'm like an ant, as long as you don't kill yourself, you won't die. However, if you dare to lie to me, it will not only be your son's life."

These words greatly stimulated Lin Laifeng's heart.

He has lived half his life, and has never suffered such humiliation.

"Okay, let me tell you, it's Zhao Chenyang."

Lin Laifeng's body trembled slightly, trying his best to maintain restraint.

"Who is Zhao Chenyang?" Li Muchen asked.

Lin Laifeng was a little surprised that Li Muchen didn't know Zhao Chenyang.

"The son of the Zhao family, the son of Zhao Sihai." Seeing that Li Muchen was still in a daze, Lin Laifeng continued to explain, "There are four major families in Hecheng, Lin, Zhao, Feng, and Cha. The foundation of the Cha family lies in Hai The remaining three families have their own advantages, including competition and cooperation. At present, the development momentum of the Lin family and the Zhao family is obviously better than that of the Feng family. Therefore, the competition between the two families It was especially fierce. Overtly and secretly, everyone used their own methods. Whoever wins will be number one in Hecheng."

"Is it so important to strive for the reputation of being number one?"

"It's not as simple as reputation. Whoever is No. 1 in Hecheng means that he can have greater influence in policy formulation and urban development. It means that he can control most of Hecheng's resources and can also win over the provincial government. And even more resources above."

"So, you just eat inside and out, and help the Zhao family deal with the Lin family?"

"I...how could I be willing to help the Zhao family? I just think about the long-term. Lin Qiusheng is indecisive. As the head of the family, he has wasted a lot of great opportunities. A few years ago, in the real estate and photovoltaic industries, we clearly They had an advantage, and then the two families were evenly divided, and the Feng family even let the Feng family step in to eat a piece of meat. A development project as big as Lingshan Lake was taken away by the Feng family."

Lin Laifeng snorted bitterly from his nostrils.

"Hmph! If I were to take the helm, the Lin family would have been the No. 1 in Hecheng long ago. How can there be anything wrong with the Zhao family!"

Seeing Lin Laifeng's panicked look, Li Muchen believed that what he said might be true.

Lin Qiusheng's personality is more honest than Lin Laifeng's. He is a gentleman when he puts it nicely, but he is pedantic if he puts it badly.

And Lin Laifeng is obviously the kind of unscrupulous person.

Li Muchen doesn't know how to do business, but he knows how to behave.

Just like practicing cultivation, eager for quick success and instant benefits, leading for a while, will eventually backfire.

If Lin Laifeng was allowed to manage the Lin family's property, the Lin family might have become the number one in He City in the past few years, but over time, it would inevitably fall.

Therefore, Mr. Lin chose Lin Qiusheng as the head of the family, not because he favored his son.

But in Lin Laifeng's eyes, the old man is partial.

He feels that he is better than Lin Qiusheng in everything, but he is a dwarf in everything.

This made him always feel that it was unfair. After a long time, it made him mentally twisted, and he developed hatred for Lin Shangyi and Lin Qiusheng.

Li Muchen has seen through Lin Laifeng.

"Do you know why Zhao Chenyang took away the old man's horoscope?"

"Yes, they hired a feng shui master who is said to be proficient in yin and yang, and can count people's lives. They took away the old man's horoscope just to calculate how many days the old man can live."

"Is it that simple?"

"What else can I do?"

Li Muchen shook his head: "You didn't know that you were used as a gun. They did invite someone, but it was not a Feng Shui master, but a wizard. They took away the old man's horoscope in order to use nail-headed arrow books. This It is a kind of witchcraft, after using it, the victim will die suddenly within seven days at the earliest, and forty-nine days at the latest."

"How...how is this possible?" Lin Laifeng asked in surprise.

"Hmph, you mortals, how can you know this kind of thaumaturgy. Let me ask you, when Zhao Chenyang got the old man's horoscope, will he still have your horoscope? Does it mean that I will also help you do the math? No life to be the head of the Lin family?"

Lin Laifeng was shocked.

He has been through shopping malls for a long time and read countless people, so how can he not understand.

If what Li Muchen said is true, there really is such witchcraft as nailed arrow books.

Then Zhao Chenyang can borrow the hand of the wizard today to kill the old man. In the future, Lin Laifeng's life could be taken away at any time.

Originally thought that with the strength of the Zhao family, he would first help him replace Lin Qiusheng as the head of the family, and then use his means and ability to defeat the Zhao family in the future.

Unexpectedly, his own life was already in the hands of others.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Lin Laifeng's forehead.

"No, it's impossible. How can there be such witchcraft in the world?"

Until now, he still couldn't believe it.

I can't believe that there is such a spell in this world, and I can't believe that I will be deceived by Zhao Sihai's son.

...

The next day, Li Muchen went to work at Qinmin Restaurant as usual.

The restaurant business is surprisingly good.

Many new-faced guests came.

Some are one or two people, some are in small groups.

These people are very generous and order the most expensive dishes in the store.

The back kitchen had to make two extra trips to the farmer's market to restock.

There is not enough manpower, and the boss has also become a waiter, busy around.

The lady proprietress was behind the bar to settle the accounts and collect the money, with a big smile on her face.

I didn't even do my hair, and I stopped playing mahjong.

I have been busy until three o'clock in the afternoon, and I am not free.

When Chef Rong and Xiao Yang, the side dish, came out, they were drenched in sweat, as if they were drowned.

Master Rong fanned the hat in his hand, and complained: "Ma'am, what day is it today? I can't do this all the time, I have to raise my salary!"

His apprentice Xiao Yang was laughing on the sidelines.

"Up up up up up up up up." The proprietress smiled like a spring flower, "If it's like this every day, I will definitely give you up. Look at how tired our Master Rong is!"

Master Rong is fat, with a big head and a thick neck, a typical cook.

But his skin is very fair, even whiter than the proprietress. This sweating is like jade soaked in water.

"Hey, Xiao Li, why don't you sweat? I see that you are also busy in and out, and you are not lazy!"

Li Muchen smiled: "Natural."

"Oh, a god!" Master Rong said with emotion, "I heard from my master before that when a person becomes a fairy, his skin is like curdled fat, and his blood turns into white ointment. Even if he throws it into the stove, he won't sweat."

The proprietress said, "I don't sweat, so am I about to become a fairy?"

"Come on, you, you've been sitting at the bar with the air conditioner blowing, where did you sweat?"

"Go, don't I help clear the table too, am I as lazy as you said?" The proprietress gave Master Rong a white look.

Master Rong laughed: "I'm just a cook, you pay me and reward me with a bite of food, how dare I say you!"

Li Muchen's heart moved, and he asked: "Master Rong, listen to the accent, are you from the capital?"

"Hey, it's just like playing a child. It's been decades, and the accent is hard to change."

I don't know if he thought of his hometown, but Master Rong's eyes were a little lonely.

"How long have you been out?"

"Oh, it's been a long time, it must have been more than twenty years. When I first left the capital, I was as handsome as you, with long hair and a kitchen knife on my back. The singer is still flamboyant. Oh, time is not forgiving!"

Master Rong touched his half-bald head and laughed at himself.

"Master Rong, please tell us about the old capital." Li Muchen pretended to be very interested in the capital.

"There are so many things about the old capital city, Liulichang's cheating, the stories of the rivers and lakes under the overpass, and the romantic affairs in the eight major alleys. Which one do you want to hear? If you want to hear about the past in the imperial city, you are looking for the wrong person. You should ask the eunuch Go. Hahaha..."

Li Muchen said: "Let's talk about the wealthy families in Beijing."