Luo Feng looked at him strangely, then looked back and forth and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

The man nodded, and he said with a gentle look, "Yes."

While talking, he accidentally revealed a Rolex watch on his wrist that looked valuable, then held up his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "I'll transfer you 3,000 yuan, you can change seats with me."

Luo Feng was stunned for a moment. At this time, he noticed that the man's eyes were glancing at Lin Yao who was looking at the documents from time to time.

For some reason, a very unhappy feeling arose in his heart.

He curled his lips and said, "No interest!"

The man frowned slightly, and then he was not anxious. He just smiled softly, and then asked with a smile: "Brother, what job do you do?"

"He's at work." Luo Feng said randomly.

"When you go to work and take business class once, it should be your company's reimbursement. What company? Maybe I know your company and the boss also." The man said with a smile, then touched it from his pocket and touched a card box!

"Lin Youyun!" Luo Feng said.

"Mr. Lin from Donghai Lin Family Group, I have had dinner with him several times." The man said with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a very exquisite business card from it and handed it to Luo Feng with one hand and said, "In this life, there are some opportunities that may make you turn over, and I may be your opportunity."

"Maybe you can get promoted and raise your salary, or if your salary doubles after you change jobs, I can handle it in one sentence." The man smiled and said, "Of course, the premise is that you have to be sensible."

Luo Feng was happy. This guy said so much, but his purpose was to sit next to Lin Yao.

He didn't pick up the other party's business card and said with a smile: "No, I like stability, it's pretty good now. If nothing happens, please don't bother me."

The other party was stunned. He seemed to have never expected Luo Feng to be completely unhappy.

After Luo Feng finished speaking, he didn't plan to pay attention to him anymore, and continued to hold his cell phone and said, "I am Luo Feng, don't you notify me?"

"What is your relationship with Xia Ning in our family? Where did you get her contact information?" the other party replied quickly.

Luo Feng became a little suspicious. He was just about to type and ask.

At this time, the man next to him patted him again and said, "Five thousand, no more, brother, I think you are just an ordinary employee in dressing, is your monthly salary 10,000? Five thousand is equivalent to being picked up for nothing, and there are not many opportunities like this."

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and asked suspiciously: "Do you have a lot of money?"

Speaking of this, the man seemed to be interested. His voice was a little higher and said, "I'm okay, I still have an annual salary of several million yuan a year. I graduated from a top 2 university in China and now I work as an executive in a major Internet factory. The backer behind it is from the Li family in Yanjing."

Luo Feng was stunned, so he asked casually, but he didn't expect that the other party would introduce himself.

He seemed to want to deliberately attract Lin Yao's attention, so he was spared no effort to show himself.

Many people looked at him.

Including Lin Yao!

Seeing Lin Yao turn her eyes on, a smug smile appeared on the man's face.

"Do you know me?" Lin Yao looked at Luo Feng and asked.

"He said to give me five thousand and let me change seats with him." Luo Feng shrugged and said.

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the man, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of her mouth and said, "Any annual salary of several million... can she install it in business class?"

When he heard Lin Yao's words, the hint of pride on the man's face suddenly turned into embarrassment.

Indeed, those who fly in business class are either arranged by the company as the man said, or are people with very outstanding conditions.

With a salary of several million yuan, I really can't pretend in this place.

The man's face was not very good. He looked at Luo Feng with some depression and said embarrassedly: "You know each other."

"Have you had dinner with President Lin Youyun? Don't you know her?" Luo Feng asked.

"She is..." The man's heart jumped violently.

"Lin Youyun and Lin's granddaughter, the executive president of Lin's group!" Luo Feng said.

The man was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, everything he showed off was crushed.

He swallowed and asked again: "Then are you and her..."

Luo Feng originally wanted to say that he was his bodyguard, but... after he felt that the man had thoughts about Lin Yao, he felt a little unhappy. He almost subconsciously said: "She is my girlfriend."

The man was stunned for a moment, and his whole expression was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit!

Spend five thousand and ask your boyfriend to give him a seat!

And that woman was the daughter of the Lin Group.

He never expected that the daughter of the Lin Group would find such an ordinary boyfriend.

He turned around embarrassedly and didn't dare to continue saying anything. He was afraid that if he continued to say it, Luo Feng would punch him twice.

Luo Feng didn't notice it. Just as he subconsciously said that, Lin Yao, who was reading the document, had a slightly curved curve on her beautiful face and raised her hand and gently held the pendant on her neck.

Luo Feng picked up his cell phone and continued to chat with his sister Jiu on WeChat.

...

Just as Luo Feng and Lin Yao set out for Yanjing!

On Yanjing, on the national highway, Hou Zhen was driving the car with a little dusty appearance.

"Since we have come to Yanjing, I want to go to Fulushou tonight." An old man who looked a little dirty, with a pair of very small sunglasses, picking his teeth with a toothpick, said in a pondering manner.

"Uncle, I was very rushing! But you insist on walking slowly!" Hou Zhen said with a sad face: "Along the way, you have to stay in the best hotel and eat the best restaurant. It's only two or three days, and you have eaten tens of thousands of dollars. I'm a poor guy!"

"Stop pretending, you guys are a rich second generation at first glance. Can this sports car be driven by a poor man? Are you stupid?" the old man said disdainfully.

"I..." Hou Zhen was in tears. He really couldn't explain the origin of this sports car to the old man.

"Where is Fulushou?" Hou Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "But this is the last meal. If you eat this meal, you have to leave me."

"I want to drive me away!" the old man said with a lip voice: "Yes, I can leave now. What is your license plate number? Haib..."

"Can't I ask you?" Hou Zhen cried.

The old man then smiled and said, "That's right. It's not expensive there. It's only tens of thousands of yuan a meal. I plan to eat there for three days first!"

"You go and call the police!" Hou Zhen said with an expression of indifference.

"Swish!" the old man curled his lips and said, "I'm not happy yet. Boy, if it weren't for the old man, I, you'd been dead eight hundred times!"
Chapter completed!