In the Zhu family in Yanjing, Mr. Zhu was so excited that he spread a piece of rice paper in his study, picked up a large brush, dipped it ink, and began to write with scattered words.

The old butler came in from outside the door. He looked a little nervous, but his tone was still very stable. He said, "Old Zhu, the Peng family has put pressure on the military leader. Lao Hu and Chen Xi have received a warning that they will not interfere in the affairs of the Dongshan Province..."

Mr. Zhu was unmoved and still focused on his pen, wandering around the dragon, splashing on the white rice paper, as if a sense of heroism from his youth in his body, wanting to express it in black and white.

The old butler stood aside and couldn't disturb him. Mr. Zhu paused his pen, inserted the brush into the pen holder, stroked the beard on his chin, and smiled with satisfaction. The old butler leaned over to look at it curiously. Mr. Zhu took the rice paper up and asked the old butler: "Little Guan, how do you think I'm writing?"

The old housekeeper originally knew not many things, but he followed Mr. Zhu all year round and had all the knowledge of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He still had basic vision. If he packaged it, it would definitely not be worse than the so-called experts on TV.

"The style of writing is easy, and every place is just a click, and there is a quietness that penetrates the vast mountains. The words are written by people, and the intention is in the heart..."

The old butler raised his head and looked at Mr. Zhu and praised him, "Mr. Zhu, your word "quiet" is very vivid. Without the kind of mentality like a hundred-year-old well, you can't write this word."

Mr. Zhu nodded without any modesty: "Yes, it's all up to the point."

The old housekeeper said: "Old Zhu, I have something to report to you."

Old General Zhu put down the rice paper and looked up at the old housekeeper, "You said that the Peng family put pressure on the military leader, and they look down on the old man Peng too much. You don't know how powerful the Peng family is? But the military leader feels that the two leaders in the subordinate military region are too close to my Zhu family and are involved in the affairs of the world. I am worried that our No. 1 leader in China will blame him. This is the real reason."

The old butler thought quietly and said, "It's still Mr. Zhu who thought it through carefully. I'm worried that Mr. Lin Kun will be next..."

Mr. Zhu looked down at the words on the rice paper, but did not seem to listen to the old butler, and said, "Little Guan, put away this character, find a thick hemp rope to tie it up, and then ask someone to send it to Lin Kun."

The old housekeeper said: "Old Zhu, are you trying to calm down Young Master Lin and use calmness to control his movements?"

Mr. Zhu raised his head and said with a smile: "It is not the way young people do when they use stillness to control their movements. If they are quiet and quiet, they are easy to relax their vigilance. If they move too much, they will easily die. Whether it is the laws of all things in this world or the way they deal with people, they are more often in the midst of this quiet and moving movement."

The old butler nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it now, Young Master Lin..."

Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "I believe that he will not disappoint me. This place in Dongshan Province should be his plan. He had such a big ambition when he was young. I am the lucky one of my Zhu family and I am the lucky one of Zhu Bingshan..."

The car that Zhu Dazhuo drove was a Volkswagen's latest Passat. His family was in good condition and he was low-key. He was already a senior this year and was actually supposed to graduate long ago. However, he couldn't bear to part with his girlfriend, so he stayed at school for more than one year.

There are many standards for testing a man, such as whether he is filial or not, how he treats his girlfriend, no matter how well a person is packaged on the surface, disrespectful to his parents, or ignores his girlfriend, then he is probably a scumbag, the farther away from him, the better.

Lu Xiaomei was also in the car. The little girl was holding all kinds of fresh ingredients in her hand, and they all bought them according to Lin Kun's requirements. Lin Kun did not get into the car empty, but also took a pressure cooker soup. This soup was an old soup in the noodle restaurant, used for Zhu Dazhuo's mother under it. In addition, there were two large bones and two pieces of sauce meat in the soup.

Lin Kun did not disguise. After knocking out Jiugong Pavilion, he was able to let go. If a policeman came to cause trouble for him, he would have to show his identity as the National Security Bureau. As long as this identity was revealed, let alone the policemen of Dongshan Province, even their boss Peng Chaohua would have no choice but to do anything to her.

The National Security Bureau is a special department in China, with its powers above many administrative departments. For example, the identity of agent Lin Kun No. 7 is placed in the army and is the same as a colonel. This is not a joke. An ordinary director of the provincial police department, no matter how high the administrative level is, he will not dare to do anything to the colonel when he is head-on.

Lin Kun got into the car, and Zhu Dazhuo did not drive, but looked at him with Lu Xiaomei in confusion and asked, "Brother, who are you? Where are you Boss Liu?"

Lin Kun smiled and said, "Brother Zhu, let's get to know each other again. My surname is Lin Kun, and I am also the boss Liu you mentioned before."

"ah?"

Zhu Dazhuo's face was even more surprised, "No, brother, you are having trouble with me, your boss Liu, are he not keeping his word? So I sent you..."

Lin Kun knew that there were too many explanations, and Zhu Dazhuo might not be able to understand, so he took out his cell phone to call Zhu Dazhuo. Zhu Dazhuo was even more puzzled. Lin Kun signaled him to answer the phone. Zhu Dazhuo answered the phone half-believingly. Lin Kun smiled and said, "Brother, prepare a few ingredients. I'll go to your house to make a few dishes for your mother later."

Zhu Dazhuo was completely cold. His voice was the same as what he heard on the phone just now. His voice was not fake at all. Looking back on these two contacts with Lin Kun, the tone and voice of his speech seemed to be this.

"this……"

"You don't understand if you explain too much. We have re-recognized each other. My name is Lin Kun, so don't call me Boss Liu in the future."

"oh……"

Zhu Dazhuo agreed dumbly and asked hello in his heart. Since he didn't want to ask him again, don't bother him if he asked more questions. If he got angry, what would he do if he didn't go to his house? So he started the car and drove forward. He drove not far away. Suddenly, he braked suddenly, then turned his head and his chin almost fell to the ground, and said, "Who, who do you think you are?"

Lin Kun didn't say anything, and Lu Xiaomei, who was sitting in the back seat, spoke, "Dazhuo, what's wrong? He is Brother Lin Kunlin."

"Lin...Lin Kun?" Zhu Dazhuo's tone was a little excited. He usually paid attention to the affairs of the Dongshan Province. He also heard that a Northeast king had recently come. "You are the omnipotent Northeast king that is rumored outside? It must be that you speak a Northeast accent. You are really the Northeast king, but you..."

Lin Kun smiled and said, "I do come from the Northeast. As for the King of Northeast, it's all said. I'm just a chef who runs a restaurant but doesn't open the door. Let's go, I'll be busy with my work at your house. I have something else to do."

Zhu Dazhuo: “…”
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