"Lu Jing'an is angry with you?"
Chu Mi looked at Huanong who was playing ball and asked.
Huanong threw the ball and swung it out: "Don't mention him to me, I feel disgusted."
"That scheming bitch like Lu Jing'an must be angry with you on purpose. The angrier you are, the more you play into his hands. Don't be angry."
"I'm furious."
Huanong was very angry, and the two coaches who were sparring on the court felt it.
After halftime, people are no longer good.
Holding his knees and panting, he looked at Huanong.
"Are you okay? If not, just change someone else. I pay hundreds of thousands in membership fees a year, and this is how you give me feedback?"
"Go and tell Shen Shang to find someone, otherwise don't blame me for demolishing his tennis gym."
"us----."
"Miss Hua, Mr. Shen is here, will you wait a moment?"
The stadium manager knew that Huanong was in a bad mood today and did not dare to go up to provoke her.
If Shen Zhoudu hadn't come, he wouldn't have dared to say anything.
.......
Upstairs, Shen Shang looked at his phone and reminded Lu Jingan: "Shen Zhoudu is here, are you sure you don't want to go down and take a look?"
Lu Jingan paused while lighting the cigarette ashes: "Why is he everywhere?"
After saying that, he strode downstairs.
Shen Shang and Ming Shaoyu followed behind and said, "Some people are just tough talkers."
"If there is a hierarchy among tough talkers, Lawyer Lu is definitely the king."
Downstairs, Shen Zhoudu had just changed his clothes and was getting ready to go to the tennis court.
Just as he was about to turn around, someone hit him on the shoulder.
"Master Shen, what a coincidence? Are you going to play ball?"
Ming Shaoyu took off half of his shirt and hung it lazily on his shoulders. When he saw Shen Zhoudu, he was surprised.
"I heard Uncle Shen say a few days ago that you came back this time because you were injured and went home to recuperate. Today is..." Mr. Ming looked him up and down: " Is the injury healed?"
In a profession like Shen Zhoudu's, he would not be able to get out of the firing line even if he was slightly injured, but he would go home to recuperate if he was seriously injured.
Being able to get the army to give him three months of recuperation leave is enough to show that his injury this time is not serious. If he comes to the tennis hall with such a serious injury, he will even die to catch girls?
He admitted that Huanong was very good-looking and elegant, and was the most beautiful woman in Beijing and Hong Kong.
But you don’t have to risk your life, right?
Moreover, a man like Shen Zhoudu is not a love mind at all!
Shen Zhoudu nodded slightly: "Absolutely."
"What kind of game is this? Is there a shortage of people? Count me in."
Ming Shaoyu went up to seduce him.
Determined not to give him a chance to hook up with Huanong.
If Shen Zhoudu really gets Huanong, what will Lu Jingan do?
Isn't that miserable?
"There is no shortage. Mr. Ming will give in?"
Young Master Ming nodded as if he was just a fool, turned aside to let Shen Zhou cross over, and took off his clothes, opened the cupboard and changed his clothes.
As soon as I put on my shorts, I heard the door being pulled open.
"What's wrong? The door can't be opened?" Ming Shaoyu walked over and stood next to Shen Zhoudu, pretending to pull the door open twice.
"Wori! Isn't it? The door is locked?"
"Fuck! Is Wangjin Terrace about to cross?" Ming Shaoyu swore and kicked the door wildly.
Shen Zhoudu stood on the edge and looked at him.
I always feel that what happened today is quite strange.
Ming Shaoyu will not appear for no reason.
........
"Come on, come on," Shen Shang greeted the manager who came to the tennis hall.
The generous palm fell on his neck, rubbing it constantly, like the guillotine ritual before death.
"Shen...Mr. Shen."
Shen Shang patted her shoulder: "Don't be nervous, I want to ask you something."
"Mr. Shen asked."
"How many benefits will you receive from Master Shen?"
The manager shuddered.
"Wha...what?"
The manager was a little worried and didn't understand how this man knew that he had received benefits from others.
Wangjintai's management has always been strict. If Mr. Shen knew that he had received benefits from customers, he would probably be in trouble.
"Not sure? Then let's change places and have a good chat."
"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, I will tell you."
There is a place in Wangjin Terrace, which is called a "good place" by people in the circle, and is specially used to punish employees who have committed crimes.
It won't kill you, and it's reasonable and legal, but it will definitely make your psychological defenses collapse again and again.
The manager has heard of it.
He just took a little money from others, and he didn't need to risk half of his life.
The manager told the truth: "Mr. Shen gave me a large tip. When Miss Hua comes, I just need to tell him in time, nothing else."
Shen Shang smiled.
Sure enough, another one was targeting Huanong.
Shen Zhoudu and Lu Jing'an are both leaders in their respective industries, and these two leaders are bowing down for Huanong.
interesting.
Shen Shang let go of the manager: "I'll let you go this time, and there will be another time..."
"No, no, I promise there won't be a next time."
How dare he? It almost cost him his life just this time.
Next time?
Shen Shang glanced at the door of the lounge and pointed: "You know what it means?"
"I know, I know, Mr. Shen, don't worry, I promise not to let anyone open that door."
"You know the truth."
........
In the tennis court, Huanong waited for a long time but did not see Shen Zhoudu.
He became a little impatient and stared at the two coaches opposite him.
Looking at people shivering.
"Where are the people?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Let's go and take a look," Huanong's talent in tennis is second to none in Beijing and Hong Kong.
It is said that after she showed her interest in playing tennis when she was a child, Hua Jin found an Olympic champion to be her coach.
At that time, this matter was talked about for a long time in the wealthy circles of Beijing and Hong Kong.
So much so that today, even if she wanted to have a good time playing tennis to relieve her anger, she couldn't do it.
The click of leather shoes on the court sounded.
Huanong turned around and looked over, only to see Lu Jing'an standing at the entrance looking at her.
"The ghost still lingers?"
Huanong threw the tennis ball towards Lu Jing'an, and the man reached out and grabbed the tennis ball heading towards his face.
The movements were fast and precise, without any dodge. Huanong was surprised when he saw this.
But then I thought that Lu Jing'an was also a good fighter.
Lu Jing'an held the tennis ball in his hand and played with it gently: "Waiting for Shen Zhoudu?"
"He's not coming."
"Does it have anything to do with Lawyer Lu?"
"It doesn't matter. After all, business cannot be done without mercy. Miss Hua is also my ex-girlfriend after all. I would like to remind you in kind."
"Free?"
Lu Jing'an didn't take Huanong's sarcasm into consideration: "Miss Hua, think about it, two years of marriage, each getting what he needs, a breakup fee of one billion, and an inheritance lawsuit. No matter how you calculate it, you won't lose."
"Fuck!" Before Huanong could say anything, Chu Mi was shocked.
"Lu Huhu, your condition is not that you want to marry Huanong home and then divide her body into pieces, right?"
"Is it necessary?" Lu Jing'an glanced at Chu Mi with a warning in his eyes, which scared Chu Mi into shutting up and not daring to speak.
"There is no need for you to mention this matter to me frequently? Lawyer Lu, you, the majestic Prince of Hell in the legal circles of Beijing and Hong Kong, how can you do business at a loss?"
