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Back hall!

Xu Donghua was restless because there was some misunderstanding between the Xu family and Zhang Sanyang, so he took advantage of this opportunity to write a word to Zhang Sanyang to explain the misunderstanding.

"Lao Lin, you said that the Third Young Master will not blame our Leng family!" Xu Donghua said worriedly.

"I don't know much about this." Zhang Lin shook his head. When he knew Zhang Sanyang, the other party was only five or six years old. After so many years, he didn't know Zhang Sanyang's temper.

He called Zhang Sanyang a master, and he also called him shamelessly.

Xu Donghua sighed. At this moment, Liu Yanran led Zhang Sanyang in.

"Master." Zhang Lin came to meet him anxiously.

Xu Donghua almost knelt down, Lao Lin, why are you calling him? Master, don’t scare me, okay, I’m so scared when I’m old!

Liu Yanran opened her mouth wide in surprise. Zhang Lin, a famous Chinese calligraphy master, actually called Master Zhang Sanyang. Why did she feel a little dreamy?

"You go down first, don't tell outsiders about the matter here." Xu Donghua waved his hand.

Liu Yanran responded and then stepped down.

Zhang Sanyang frowned. "I'm not your master."

Xu Donghua's face shook. If this was spread, I'm afraid others would laugh out loud!

Zhang Lin, a famous Chinese calligraphy master, called a young man as his master, the most important thing is that he is not happy.

Zhang Lin didn't mind either. He was already used to it anyway, mainly because he regarded Zhang Sanyang as his master in his heart.

Zhang Sanyang looked around for a week and was covered in black lines. This guy Zhang Lin actually framed the four words "Take axe on the door" on the table. It was really OK.

"Miss Xu didn't come!" Zhang Sanyang asked.

"San Young Master, just call your little girl Xu Qing." Xu Donghua had a smile on his face, and at the same time, he secretly guessed in his heart whether Xu Qing had offended Zhang Sanyang.

"Xu Qing's child is at home, and she is not very interested in the parties that the elderly attend." Zhang Lin explained hurriedly.

Zhang Sanyang nodded slightly. He was just a little curious, so he asked casually.

"San Master, is there anything you are doing here?" Xu Donghua respectfully invited Zhang Sanyang to the prefecture. Originally, Zhang Sanyang did not intend to participate in this calligraphy exhibition, but suddenly he participated, so something must be happening.

"Donglin wants to join the Beicheng Clothing Management Association. I heard that the Zhao family is one of the committees. If you want to join, the Zhao family must nod and agree. Donglin sent people to the Zhao family several times, but the Zhao family did not meet, so I came here to try my luck." Zhang Sanyang said slowly.

"San Master, I will do this for you!" Xu Donghua said.

"You?" Zhang Sanyang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "As far as I know, although Zhao Biao likes Xu Qing, he is a member of the Jin family's faction. Maybe you can't get involved!"

Xu Donghua was embarrassed because Zhang Sanyang was right at all. Others were afraid of him, Xu Donghua, but the old man in the Jin family was not afraid of him.

"San Young Master, what are you going to do?" Zhang Lin asked.

"First rituals and then troops." Zhang Sanyang said: "If the Jin family doesn't know how to politely, I don't mind destroying him."

Xu Donghua shivered all over. Although the Xu family was the number one in the North City, the size of the Jin family and the Xu family were actually not much different. Sure enough, this young man could not be provoked.

Zhang Lin smiled bitterly. How could he not know what Xu Donghua was thinking?

So he spoke, "San Master, you have no place to come to Beicheng yet. Mr. Xu has prepared a residence for you, which is Villa No. 1, Beijiao Scenic Area."

"Yes, yes, yes, third young master, this is the key. When will your key be convenient, you can go and take a look. If you feel unsatisfied, I will change another building for you." Xu Donghua said.

"Okay." Zhang Sanyang was not polite, one was because the place they live now was a little noisy, and the other was because he was worried that Leng Lingyue would be in danger.

The Beijiao Scenic Area is the highest-end villa community in Beicheng, and the security is also the best.

Of course, since he took over the benefits of the Xu family, it also means that the Xu family has any difficulties, so he naturally won't stand by.

Xu Donghua breathed a deep breath and felt his whole body was wet.

On the other side, in the exhibition hall of that word, Leng Lingyue and Zhao Biao were not having a happy conversation.

In fact, in Zhao Biao's opinion, it was impossible for Donglin to join the Clothing Management Association, and he would not agree no matter what.

Of course, he wouldn't be so stupid that he said so directly.

Zhang Sanyang had offended him repeatedly, and he had to get some interest back from Zhang Sanyang.

And this woman is Zhang Sanyang’s most beloved woman. What would happen to Zhang Sanyang if he got her?

"Miss Ling Yue, I don't want to make things difficult for you. As long as you follow me, wouldn't Donglin naturally join the Clothing Management Association?"

"Mr. Biao, what do you mean?" Leng Lingyue frowned slightly. So many people were present, was she intentionally humiliating her?

"Nothing interesting! Miss Ling Yue, what's the point of being so cowardly with Zhang Sanyang? As long as you follow me, I promise you are delicious and delicious." Zhao Biao said with a smile.

"Sorry, I lost my companion." Leng Lingyuehan stood up and was about to leave with a face.

"Hey, Miss Lingyue is so anxious!" Zhao Biao smiled and grabbed Leng Lingyue. At this moment, a slightly cold voice came from the crowd. "Take away your dirty hands."

Zhang Sanyang walked over and his eyebrows were deeply frowning.

"It's you!" Zhao Biao laughed strangely, touched his nose, looked at Zhang Sanyang's deep frown, and said again: "Boy, I'll give you a chance to join the clothing association. Kneel down and beg me, maybe I can consider it."

"Mr. Zhao, this is the name Zhan. Please don't make trouble." Liu Yanran hurriedly walked over.

"You don't have to worry about this matter." Zhang Sanyang said.

Liu Yanran was shocked and knew that Zhao Biao was going to be bad.

Zhao Biao was happy. He was so eager that no one would come to take care of it. This would be a good way to humiliate Zhang Sanyang. "Yes, Sister Liu will not worry about this." After saying that, Zhao Biao looked at Zhang Sanyang proudly. "What's wrong? I'm angry and want to hit me, come on! If you have the ability, you can beat me! If you hit me, you Donglin will not want to join the Clothing Management Association."

Leng Lingyue didn't move.

She was annoyed, but she did not lose her mind.

If you beat Zhao Biao here, something big will happen. By then, the matter of Donglin in Beicheng will be completely ruined.

Seeing that Zhang Sanyang had not moved for a long time, Zhao Biao became more and more proud and even made a fuss. "I have sent my face over, don't you dare to hit me? You kid are just a waste, can you be bent!"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp sound suddenly spread.

People around were shocked.

I saw Zhao Biao covering his face, and five fingerprints quickly turned red and swollen on his originally smug smile.

"You tm..."

Bang!

Another pretty slap fell on Zhao Biao's face, and the other one of Zhao Biao's eyes suddenly became red and swollen.

"I have never heard of such a cheap request. I have no advantage, I just like to help others." Zhang Sanyang smiled faintly.
Chapter completed!