Thinking of this, Feng Wuxi suddenly laughed out loud.

"It turns out that Mr. Lu has such a deep background. He is disrespectful! He is disrespectful!"

Feng Wuxie couldn't help but have a drink with Lu Zhisuo, and after hearing Feng Wuxie's compliment, Lu Zhisuo immediately felt an inexplicable sense of superiority.

Seeing that, Lu Zhirong is also a person with background now.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Lu Zhirui inevitably had a bit of sage, especially when Mo Qianyan looked at him lightly.

Lu Zhirui felt that Mr. Mo must have been moved.

"Young Master Mo might as well consider your proposal. If you choose our Lu family as your backer, the family will definitely give Youth the most favorable backing in the future."

Lu Zhirong once again said to Mo Qianyan with confidence.

Mo Qianyan glanced at him coldly. Mo Qianyan was really too lazy to pay attention to a clown like Lu Zhirui.

However, there is a reason why he sat here and listened to him showing off for a long time.

Just when Mo Qianyan first entered this restaurant, he noticed that Mr. Lu was staring at him.

However, Mo Qianyan didn't take it seriously at first. When he went out on weekdays, such a sight was naturally indispensable, and he had long been used to it.

However, the reason why he was interested in this young master Lu was all because of the fan in his hand.

If Mo Qianyan read it correctly, that fan is not an ordinary person. If he could take a closer look, he might be able to see what this fan is.

But he has always been used to being deserted and has no hobby of chatting with others, so when Lu Zhirong brought them wine, Mo Qianyan knew that the opportunity had come.

What he would not have thought was that Lu Zhirong and Feng Wuxie actually knew each other, and since they knew each other, it would be easier.

But what surprised Mo Qianyan again was that Feng Wuxie seemed to be that Mr. Lu, who was not very good at dealing with the market.

In this case, Mo Qianyan felt that it would be better to snatch the fan directly. Anyway, such a thing is actually of no value in the hands of this mortal, and at most it is just a little stronger.

After finally listening to the nagging between the two, Mo Qianyan was worried that she could not find an excuse to ask Lu Zhirong for this fan, but the last second he felt that she could not find an excuse.

The next second, Lu Zhirong gave him a legitimate excuse.

It is God who helps him!

After hearing Lu Zhiyue's words, Mo Qianyan pretended to be interested and looked at Lu Zhiyue. After that, his gaze fell on the fan intentionally or unintentionally.

"That Young Master Lu's sincerity..."

Mo Qianyan seemed to be in a very difficult situation. After half of his words, he looked at Lu Zhirui. When Lu Zhirui finally spoke, he became ecstatic.

"Please rest assured about sincerity. My Lu family will never treat Mr. Mo unfairly. Please rest assured!"

Lu Zhiyue hurriedly said.

Feng Wuxie, who was standing beside him, had already figured out his senior brother's intestines at this moment. He still didn't understand before, how could this ancestor sit here so patiently?

Seeing this, Feng Wuxie finally realized that Mo Qianyan's thoughts were all on Lu Zhirong.

To be precise, it was on the fan in his hand.

Feng Wuxie followed Mo Qianyan's gaze, and after just one glance, he immediately realized that this fan was extraordinary.

However, Lu Zhirong is also a fool. Mo Qianyan's words are mentioned by this person, but he still doesn't understand.

So Feng Wuxie had no choice but to assist.

"Brother Lu, you also know that if my senior brother looks like this, if he is in the palace in the future, his status must be quite high. If Brother Lu really intends to form an alliance with my senior brother, then he should show your sincerity slightly, otherwise we don't know whether we should believe you, Brother Lu, right?"

What Feng Wuxie said was quite straightforward. After all, he didn't want to waste time just because he didn't want to, and his senior brother seemed obviously impatient.

It’s hard for the ancestor to be wronged by his fan. Until now, if it were normal, Lu Zhirong would have been beaten out by him long ago?

After Feng Wuxie finished speaking, Lu Zhirong seemed to have realized it suddenly and suddenly took out a large bag of silver from his arms.

However, when he went out today, he didn't know that he would have such a situation, so he didn't bring much money. At this time, Lu Zhiyue felt a little ashamed on his face.

Because when he took out the money, he suddenly realized that the young man on the other side must have looked down on him for such a little bit of money.

Lu Zhirong suddenly became a little anxious, but when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the ring on his hand, his eyes lit up.

The ring in his hand is a treasure. The family members of the family took advantage of the palace chaos and took the opportunity to take it in the palace.

Anyway, the priest was gone, so no one knew these things. Even the fan in his hand was picked up by his sister on duty.

"I wonder if the two young masters think this sincerity is enough?"

As Lu Zhirui said that, he took off the ring in his hand and placed it on the table. In fact, although the ring seemed to be valuable, their purpose was not this ring at all.

Their ultimate goal is just that fan, but obviously Lu Zhirong is not enlightened at all.

Feng Wuxieqi's eyes rolled straight, and Mo Qianyan simply turned around and didn't even want to look at it at all.

Seeing that Mo Qianyan was so angry that Feng Wuxie had to act as a guide again. There was no way. If the ancestors were allowed to do it themselves, he would probably be able to hammer Lu Zhirong to death on the spot, then take the fan and leave.

Feng Wuxie did not doubt Mo Qianyanhui did this at all, after all, this ancestor was really a bit difficult to mess with.

In order for Lu Zhisheng to splatter blood on the spot, Feng Wuxie silently pushed the bag of silver and the ring back.

In fact, when Lu Zhirong took the ring, he regretted it very much. You should know that this ring is the only thing he can show off at the moment. When he gave it this way, only he knew how painful his heart was.

But the ox that was blown out would have to blow on with tears.

Fortunately, he actually saw that Young Master Feng pushed back his ring that could serve as a storefront, and Lu Zhiyue instantly saw hope.
Chapter completed!