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Chapter 1065 Bead Hair

When he walked into the living room of the boat, Jing Fei saw a few people at a glance, sitting scattered. One of them in the middle turned out to be a snow-white old man with a very burly body, a little thin, but it still gives people a vigorous atmosphere.

You can imagine how powerful this old man was when he was young.

Needless to ask, Jing Fei knew at a glance that this old man must be the third uncle, he must be in his sixties or seventies, or even more, but he was energetic and energetic, and could not tell at all. The only thing that surprised Jing Fei was that the third uncle was wearing very ordinary clothes. Not only was the ordinary style, but the materials were the most ordinary materials. Those who didn't know would definitely think that this was an old fisherman.

But soon Jing Fei discovered that such an old man seemed real. If he put on a dragon robe, it would seem inappropriate.

In front of the third uncle, there was a slightly thin middle-aged man sitting there, saying that he was sitting there, but he was half-squatting, very restless and dressed very ordinary. He was Ling Xinyu, who Jing Fei had seen before, one of the five hegemons of the Australian market and the only overlord of the local power of the Australian market.

In addition to these two people, there were a few people in the living room, but they were all sitting far away and fighting cards, but they were very quiet. They always looked at the old man and Ling Xinyu from time to time.

"The girl Qianqian is here too,"

Seeing Murong Qianqian walking into the living room, the old man raised his head and looked very emotional.

"Hello, Uncle San, I've been busy for a while. I haven't come to see you for a long time. Please forgive me." Murong Qianqian's attitude was very respectful, which was completely different from when facing Uncle Ninth. Then she took out a quaint wooden box from her bag and said, "This is a stone I accidentally saw a few days ago. If Uncle San likes it, take it to play,"

"I'm interested,"

The third uncle smiled faintly, and did not see any excitement, nor did he refuse. Instead, he waved his hand. Several people who were playing cards immediately walked over, took the box and walked aside. From beginning to end, the third uncle didn't mean to open it, and there was no surprise on his face. It seemed that what Murong Qianqian gave him was an ordinary gift, and it was also very worthy.

"This one is,"

The next moment, the third uncle's eyes fell on Jing Fei's face, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although this boathouse is very ordinary and there is not even a guard guarding it, everyone who knows the situation knows that not everyone is qualified to walk up so casually. Murong Qianqian is of course one, Ling Xinyu is the same. Even every fisherman here can walk up without any scruples, but others cannot. Even his followers before Ling Xinyu came to the scene could only wait on the shore obediently.

"Uncle San, this is Murong Qianqian's man I just told you, haha," Ling Xinyu actually said first at this time, and then smiled at Jing Fei: "Mr. Jing, we are meeting again, what a coincidence,"

"Yes, what a coincidence,"

Jing Fei nodded and smiled. He didn't know many of the five dominants in Australia, but Ling Xinyu in front of him was definitely the one he liked. Of course, except for his attitude of pampering his baby daughter,

Ling Xinyu grinned again, not knowing what he was thinking, but he stopped talking.

At this moment, there was another rush of footsteps at the door of the living room. Then a figure flashed. Ling Xiaoxiao, wearing a leather skirt and a smoky makeup, walked in quickly from outside. The only thing that attracted was the pair of barefoots, white and tender, and a little blue. After all, it was early winter weather, even in the Australian market, it was very cold, and it was not visible when standing in the water. Once exposed to the air, it would be different.

But at this time, Ling Xiaoxiao seemed to have no feeling at all, and just walked in barefoot.

"Girl, why did you run in? You don't even wear shoes? Do you still have a little respect?" Ling Xinyu frowned at the sight. Ling Xiaoxiao's appearance made him feel a little broken, but he was just collapsed. He was not worried or angry.

"Okay, don't silly. You don't know what Xiaoxiao is like. If you had been in charge, you wouldn't have to pretend to be here."

Sure enough, the third uncle glared at Ling Xinyu angrily when he heard this, turned to look at Ling Xiaoxiao, and frowned: "You girl is the same. You are making trouble in summer. You are joining in the fun in this winter. If you are frozen, you should be asking for trouble everywhere." His tone was actually a little doting.

"Uncle San, I'm wrong, don't say anything to me," Ling Xiaoxiao actually acted coquettishly after hearing this, her voice was coquettish, and her voice was so soft that she felt so soft. Jing Fei felt so painful at all, and her eyes almost fell off. The little girl who acted coquettishly in front of her was the violent woman she knew Ling Xiaoxiao. The contrast was too big.

"Okay, don't get frozen here, go find shoes to change," Uncle San smiled, as if he was very enjoying, but he pretended to be angry and scolded.

"oh,"

Once again, Jing Fei was stunned. Ling Xiaoxiao actually nodded obediently, then glared at Jing Fei hard, and rushed upstairs. She seemed to be very familiar with this place, just like her own home.

Whoever I messed with,

Jing Fei was helpless, but this scene also made him feel moved. Looking at this, Ling Xiaoxiao's familiarity with this place, the relationship between Ling Xinyu and this third uncle should not be simple.

As for Ling Xiaoxiao, she didn't even bother to wear shoes and followed in. Jing Fei immediately thought of the reason, it must be because of himself.

The third uncle also looked at Jing Fei with a meaningful look. Ling Xiaoxiao could not hide the look before leaving, but he didn't say anything, but turned his eyes to Murong Qianqian: "Girl Qianqian, say, you are here to see me, are you not here specifically? Is there any purpose?"

"Uncle San, will you believe it if I say it's purposeless?" Murong Qianqian said with a wry smile.

"So your purpose is similar to Ling Xinyu,"

The third uncle frowned vigorously, turned his head to look at Ling Xinyu next to him, and shook his head without hesitation: "Then don't say it, I said twenty or thirty years ago that I will never interfere in the Australian market's development pattern. No matter what it develops, it has nothing to do with me. Now I still say the same thing. If you really miss me, I'm very happy to come and chat with me. If it's for other reasons, I won't come forward,"

The third uncle's tone was very serious. This sentence not only said to Murong Qianqian, but also said to Ling Xinyu: "As the same sentence, I will never interfere in the affairs of the Australian market, and I don't have the ability now. The current layout and division of the Australian market is much different from that of my era. Even if I want to manage it, I can't manage it. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, since Uncle San said that, I will naturally not make things difficult for Uncle San," Ling Xinyu smiled, very complicated.

"Ling Xinyu, I know that your kid has been in a difficult situation recently, but there is nothing I can do about it. People have tough backers, but you don't. It's normal to be oppressed and excluded. I just heard you and this turmoil seems to be very big. As long as you can hold on, it will be a big day, but if you can't hold on, it will be a big sky, but if you can't."

The third uncle looked directly at Ling Xinyu: "Although I will not interfere in your dispute, there is a saying I want to say to you here,"

"What are you talking about? Third uncle said," Ling Xinyu's eyes lit up.

"I know your pride. You always feel that your things cannot be given to others for nothing. Your mind is similar to my pride back then, but your current mentality is no longer suitable for the development of this era. I have something to tell you here, if you can't stand it this time, don't compromise and give up some interests in exchange for long-term stability in the future. This will at least protect your life and at least protect everything you have, which is better than losing anything."

The third uncle's tone was also a bit complicated: "I just said so much. As for how you think and do it, it's your business. I still said the same thing. I won't interfere, nor can I interfere, because once I intervene, it is equivalent to breaking the rules of the Australian market. Once this happens, many hidden forces behind the scenes will emerge. At that time, the Australian market will be really in chaos. Do you understand?"

"I understand, thank you for your third uncle's teachings. I will think about it carefully." Ling Xinyu's eyes darkened again.

"Even if pride is precious, a real man is a man who can bend and stretch. Many people know this sentence, but very few can be done. Next, it depends on yourself," Uncle San sighed, and did not continue to say anything. Then his eyes turned and fell directly on Murong Qianqian: "As for the girl Qianqian, I won't say anything. You are a Guojianglong. You are not a force in the Australian market. It is normal to be excluded and oppressed. No one is willing to divide his own things. Don't say that, don't not like to listen to me."

"My third uncle said very well, I know this very well," Murong Qianqian smiled with a pursed lips, very charming,

"It's good that you can know. I won't say anything else. Although I don't know what your purpose is here now, I can guess that it's just about the same as Ling Xinyu. I need my secret help. I can't do this. I'm sorry, take care of yourself." Uncle San said very simply and refused very simply. He blocked all Murong Qianqian's words in one sentence.

In addition to the previous words to Ling Xinyu, Murong Qianqian's mouth was completely blocked: You don't need to say anything, I will not take action,

Ling Xinyu immediately gave Murong Qianqian a helpless expression, meaning that I am the same as you.

But Murong Qianqian didn't look at Ling Xinyu, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on her face. She took out something from her bag again, which was a small cloth bag: "Uncle San, I'm not just asking for help this time, but I'm just giving you something to Uncle San. Maybe you will know him,"

As he spoke, Murong Qianqian directly reached out and opened the small cloth bag. A simple-style bead hairpin was suddenly revealed inside. It was too much to say that it was a bamboo hairpin, and it should be said that it was a bamboo hairpin, because the material of this bamboo hairpin was made of bamboo, and the style was very simple. There were only two pearls on it, but it had become dim and dim due to the passage of time.

But as soon as you take out an ordinary bead hairpin, a crisp "click" sound came from the living room.

The third uncle stared at the bead hairpin held in Murong Qianqian's small hand. The teacup in his hand had already fallen to the ground at some point, and it was broken.
Chapter completed!