After lunch, Long Junchen sent away the two masters Liang Jianguo and Jiang Zhiguo, and now only Long Junchen and Feng Xiucheng are left.

"Brother Long, thank you this time. If it weren't for you, our cooperation with Shenglong Company might have been delayed until the time."

Feng Xiucheng is now convinced by Long Junchen. While talking and laughing, it is only a business worth hundreds of millions. What’s more important is that he is really low-key. It seems that he really has to learn from him.

"It's okay, I have always been like this to my friends." Long Junchen just replied lightly, and then sent Feng Xiucheng away.

Long Junchen lay leisurely on the lazy chair, half-squinted his eyes, and looked at the crowd coming and going.

Although it is lively here, the new store is open and it is not very famous, so the business is indeed quite deserted when it opens on the first day.

Long Junchen doesn't care about this. As the saying goes, it won't open in March and you'll eat it for three years. To be honest, there are not many paintings in Qingshan Town that can afford it.

"It seems that we still have to make some paintings with a slightly lower grade, otherwise, who can afford the money?"

Just as Long Junchen was thinking about it, he suddenly received a call. When he saw that it was Situ Lingling.

"Hey, my wife, what's the matter?" Long Junchen rarely changed into a hippie smile.

However, the person on the other end of the phone seemed very anxious, "Jun Chen, don't be poor, something happened at home!"

"What?! Don't worry, I'll be back soon!" When Long Junchen heard something happened at home, he was exhausted from opening a store. He immediately closed the store and ran straight toward his home.

At this moment, in the hall of the Situ family, Situ Chong and Luo Yan were standing outside the door with a few strange men, and the atmosphere was tense.

Situ Chong put a large sum of money on Situ Lingling's dressing table. The envelope of the money was not tightly wrapped, and a room card actually fell out of it.

Situ Chong didn't shy away and smiled evilly, "Lingling, do you know that the person who invited you this time is Du Yicheng, the son of Du Zelin, the mayor of Yinhai City. You must give me this face."

"Situ Chong, you are arrogant. This is your niece!" Situ Yunnuo was a little angry, and he asked fiercely with his hands in his waist.

"Haha, so what? We can't blame us. Who made your son-in-law have the ability? I thought that if I found Feng Xiucheng, I could summon the wind and rain?" Luo Yan smiled proudly, and she seemed very excited.

"That's right, waste is waste. When he meets the mayor of Yinhai City, he can only pretend to be a grandson, haha." Situ Chong smiled coldly, with a sarcastic look on his face.

Situ Lingling bit her lips tightly, took a deep breath, and said firmly to Situ Chong: "Don't worry, I will never go!"

"Haha, if you don't go, do you think you won't go? Let me tell you, if you anger Du Yicheng, I promise you can't afford to take care of it!" Situ Chong snorted coldly.

Luo Yan also echoed, "That's right, Lingling, Mr. Du just slept with you for a while and gave so much money, don't be rude!"

"You!" Situ Lingling's silver teeth were clenched, her fists were clenched tightly.

"You don't let my daughter touch you!" Situ Yunnuo shouted, but he was about to stand up, but he was too eager to stand up but was not strong enough, and he grinned in pain.

"Dad, don't be excited." Situ Lingling held Situ Yunnuo with a worried look on her face.

"Hmph, useless old thing, no wonder, it's not good to choose a son-in-law!" Luo Yan surrounded her arms and looked down on the two of them with contempt.

"Okay, take her away! You have to collect the money, and if you don't, you have to collect it."

Situ Chong didn't dare to waste his time too much. If Young Master Du waited for a long time, the ending would be ugly.

Situ Chong immediately waved his hand, and the few men in black behind him were about to force Situ Lingling away!

"Who dares to touch Situ Lingling's hair!" At this moment, a young man suddenly shouted coldly at the door.

The person who came was Long Junchen who came from the Art City for a long time.

Long Junchen looked somber. Do these people still think that Situ Lingling's family is a relative? Blood is thicker than water, but these people are willing to destroy Situ Lingling's innocence in order to revenge themselves.

These people were really too much! Long Junchen was faintly angry, and the dragon patterns in his palm began to get slightly hot.

"Oh, the useless son-in-law is back? Sorry, this time, it's useless to call Feng Xiucheng!"

Situ Chong was even happier when he saw Long Junchen's cold expression. He deliberately raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully.

"That's right, if you want someone Mr. Du calls for, you will lend your wife who has not passed away to Mr. Du for one night.

It won't lose a piece of meat. Anyway, you're so poor, your wife can make some money by virtue of her beauty, right?" Luo Yan covered her mouth, her eyes flashed with gloom and a hint of jealousy.

Long Junchen now just wants to become the king of ten thousand dragons who ruled the world again, and make these people who bullied Situ Lingling pay the price.

Just as Long Junchen's palm was hot and the gangsters were ready to take action, and the two sides were tensely ready to take action, a clang of guns came out from outside.

"You guys! Don't move! The bullets don't have eyes!" A few people who looked like special forces emerged from the yard of the Situ family, and the scene instantly broke out of control.

The gangsters were stunned at the same time. They usually bully the weak and fear the strong, but were surrounded by these special forces, and instantly became a little "flattered".

Several black gun barrels were whistling at the gangsters who were preparing to forcibly abduct Situ Lingling, and their legs became soft in an instant.

It would be fine if they moved their fists. When they encountered these guns, they would not dare to mess with them.

Situ Chong's face was also pale now. There were still a few gun barrels facing him. If he accidentally got angry, his life would be lost.

One of the group stepped forward and walked to Long Junchen, "Junchen, I am Wu Uncle..."

"I don't have to take action. I'll bother you this time." Long Junchen smiled and greeted his fifth uncle Long Kewu.

Long Kewu smiled and shook his head. Situ Chong Luo Yan and the others didn't dare to show any of them, and stood there tremblingly.

Situ Chong was even more exaggerated, his crotch was faintly wet, and there was a yellow stain on his pants.

I dare not mention Du Yicheng. Even if Du Yicheng touches these black gun barrels, he can only pretend to be a grandson.
Chapter completed!