The first rich son-in-law

"Jiang Beichen, what joke are you talking about? You said Lord Lei invited you to dinner?" Chen Zhanchao laughed strangely when he heard this.

If he remembered correctly, Jiang Beichen beat Lei Dong's godson Wang Ziteng the day before.

It would be nice if Lei Dong didn't bother him, and would invite him to dinner?
"Beichen, don't you have a fever?" Liu Yufen also had a speechless expression.

"Beichen, stop making trouble, go eat something with uncle!" Wang Baichuan stepped forward and pulled Jiang Beichen to go out.

After all, Lei Dong was inside, and it was too late for them to escape. Isn't this hitting the muzzle of a gun?
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Jiang?" At this moment, one of the waiters asked.

"I'm Jiang Beichen!" Jiang Beichen nodded.

The two waiters quickly put on a respectful smile, and one of them said, "Young Master Jiang, please come inside, Brother Teng has been waiting for you upstairs for a long time!"

Upon hearing this, both Wang Baichuan and his wife, as well as Chen Zhanchao, were all surprised.

Could it be that Lei Dong really invited Jiang Beichen to dinner?
"Oh, these three are also my friends, can you let them in for dinner too?" Jiang Beichen asked.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay then, I'll ask our manager to make arrangements, everyone please come in first!"

"Uncle, let's go!"

Although they didn't understand what was going on, the three of Wang Baichuan followed Jiang Beichen into Cuiyun Tower in a daze.

The manager of Cuiyun Building arranged seats on the first floor for the three of Wang Baichuan, and said that Lord Lei is treating guests today, and they can order whatever they want.

Chen Zhanchao's face suddenly turned ugly.

Originally, he was the one who invited Wang Baichuan to dinner today, but he didn't even come in, so he didn't even have to pay for the meal.

Obviously, the other party let them in for dinner because of Jiang Beichen's face.

"Master Jiang, my adoptive father is on the top floor, please come upstairs with me!" At this moment, Wang Ziteng came downstairs with two of his men to meet Jiang Beichen.

It's just that Wang Ziteng's face was a little ugly, and the hostility in his eyes was obvious.

"Okay, uncle, eat slowly, I'll go upstairs!" Jiang Beichen said, and then followed the prince upstairs.

"Haha, my eldest nephew is promising, even Boss Lei invited him to dinner!" Wang Baichuan smiled gratifiedly.

Now he was relieved a lot. It seemed that Jiang Beichen had already settled Lei Dong's matter.

"I don't think so?" Chen Zhanchao said coldly.

"Uncle, you didn't see Wang Ziteng's eyes just now, it's obviously very hostile!"

"Perhaps Lei Dong deliberately set up a trick to invite you into the urn, I'm afraid it's not a good feast!" The corners of Chen Zhanchao's mouth curled up slightly, and he sneered even more in his heart.

He has heard of Master Lei's methods. It can be said that he is moody. One day he drinks with you, and the next day he may order someone to stab you and throw you into the river.

Today, Jiang Beichen is afraid that he will fall down here completely!
"Ah? If that's the case, then let's go!" Liu Yufen was very happy to be able to eat in this kind of place, but when she heard this, she couldn't sit still.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Boss Lei, how could he do such a thing?" Wang Baichuan snorted, with a serious face on purpose.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't mutter at all. After all, it was true that Jiang Beichen beat Wang Ziteng. He was really afraid of Lei Dong's revenge.

"Auntie, don't worry. My grandfather and Lei Ye's father joined the team at an educated youth spot when they were young. That is the purest revolutionary friendship. With me, you and uncle will not have trouble!" Chen Zhanchao Patting his chest and guaranteeing the ticket, he only heard about this matter in the past two days, so he dared to follow him in for dinner.

"Brother Jiang, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of Cuiyun Tower today!" Chen Zhanchao sneered, looking at Wang Baichuan who was in anxiety, he felt extremely comfortable.

At this time, Jiang Beichen had followed Wang Ziteng to the top floor.

As soon as he came out of the stairs, two welcoming ladies in cheongsams walked up to them, greeted them, and led a few people inside.

When we came to the largest private room inside, two waiters opened the door, one left and one right. Jiang Beichen and Wang Ziteng walked into the private room one after another, and the waiter quickly closed the door.

At the moment, there are only two people in Nuo Da's box, one kneeling and the other sitting.

The kneeling person, whom Jiang Beichen had seen during the day, was Zhao Lei, the owner of the Affido Cafe.

Sitting on the pear blossom wood chair next to him was a middle-aged man in a dark blue Tang suit, in his early forties, with a calm temperament, wide-open eyebrows, and an extraordinary domineering air all over his body.

Moreover, Jiang Beichen could sense that there was a slight energy in this person's body, and he did not expect to be a martial arts master!
It must be Lei Dong, the boss of Xicheng.

At this time, Zhao Lei was kneeling on the ground, holding a teacup in his hand, trembling all over, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

Just as the water in the teapot made a sizzling sound, Lei Dong slowly opened his eyes, squeezed a handful of tea leaves into Zhao Lei's cup with one hand, lifted the teapot and poured water into it.

Zhao Lei's face turned red in an instant, because the teacup was too hot, and he could hold on at first, but then the teacup was filled and the tea overflowed and splashed onto Zhao Lei's hands.

Zhao Lei let go of his hand with an "ah" sound, and the teacup instantly fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces, and the tea spilled all over the floor.

"Hmph! Useless things!" Lei Dong kicked up and knocked Zhao Lei to the ground.

"You can't even hold a teacup, what else can you do!"

"From now on, that street will not belong to you!"

"Go to the vegetable market to collect protection fees!"

"Boss! Boss, give me a chance!" Zhao Lei hurried over and begged.

He has been working under Lei Dong for so many years, and finally became the leader of the street, how could he be willing to give up like this.

What's more, thinking of going to the stinky vegetable market in the future, he felt like bumping his head to death.

"Give you a chance, you are useless!"

"roll!"

"Boss! Boss!" Zhao Lei wailed, but at this moment, the brothers behind Wang Ziteng rushed up and pulled Zhao Lei out.

"Hehe, this is Brother Jiang, sit down!" Lei Dong came over, asked Jiang Beichen to sit down, and poured a cup of tea himself.

Jiang Beichen reached out to pick it up, Lei Dong loosened his hand, and the hot teacup fell straight down. Jiang Beichen took it easy, stretched out his hand, and firmly received the teacup in his hand, but frowned.

The behavior of the other party was really rude.

Lei Dong was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "It seems that only you, little brother, can hold this cup of tea!"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Beichen frowned slightly.

Lei Dong walked to the window alone and invited Jiang Beichen to come and watch together.

Outside the window is the rolling river, thousands of miles of mist, and the winding Feng River runs through the entire West City.

This is the most prosperous place in Fengshi.

"Little brother, wherever you look, it's all my territory!" Lei Dong held a teacup in one hand, as if pointing the country.

"Are you interested in working with me?"

Jiang Beichen showed a strange look, then shook his head with a smile, pointed to the gray sky and said.

"You look up!"

Lei Dong subconsciously looked towards the mist, but heard a domineering voice from the side——

"Everywhere you can't see is covered by me!"