The richest man in the world: the start of the game fooled his son and smashed a luxury car

Chapter 156 Supercar Club Song Anna, Worth One Million Tables, Ten Million Tables

Tonight's charity gala, and the yamen.

When Shi Chong fights extravagance and extravagance, the backers behind the yamen dare not come.

After greeting each other one by one, Lin He already had quite a few business cards in his hands.

Regardless of the opponent's identity from business or politics, Lin He's calmness makes people dare not underestimate him.

Just when Lin He was about to socialize, a notification sounded from behind that the elevator door had arrived and opened.

Ding!
The elevator doors opened to both sides.

A group of people came out from inside.

The whole place was silent.

This pedestrian, the front is a young woman.

It looks like he is about 27 or [-] years old.

Wearing a red evening dress, it is not tacky at all.

On that extremely seductive woman, she was even more like a seductive vixen.

The fiery figure made many men present have hot stomachs and dry mouths.

The lips covered in lipstick curled up a curve, seductively and seductively.

"Hold the sun..."

Lin Qing is a polite person, and his second brother is also very polite, especially when he sees a beautiful woman who is difficult to control.

As soon as he was polite, he couldn't help but stand up.

Shyly twisting his legs, Lin Qing tried his best to restrain himself so as not to lose his composure in public.

Lin He's eyes flickered.

The woman in the red dress who came over was probably more experienced in love affairs than her own scumbag.

She can fully display her natural advantages,

What kind of actions, expressions, and words can arouse a man's desire.

Naturally formed, with a variety of styles, it can definitely be called a stunner.

With Song Qingru, they are simply two extremes.

One is millennium ice, and the other is volcanic magma.

"Something promising." Lin He glanced at his son with an unnatural look, and scolded.

Lin Qing's brows drooped, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground in shame.

"Mr. Lin."

Following behind the woman in the red dress was the yellow plate that had been beaten that day at the Golden Sparrow Awards Ceremony.

Half of his injured face was covered with gauze, and the eye that had been burned by the cigarette butt could not be fully opened.

In the gap between the squinted eyelids, there was a cold glow: "I really miss the last farewell."

"You think you can fight with me again?" Lin He was not surprised.

When he took the elevator up, Miss Song had already told him that the yellow plate would come.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Miss Song, she was staring at the woman in the red dress.

The sight collided between the two women, and invisible sparks burst out.

Therefore, Lin He had a rough guess about the identity of the woman in the red dress.

Huang Pan came this time because he really wanted to take revenge with confidence.

But when Lin He said it so bluntly, his eyes were a little dodged after all.

"Mr. Lin, my name is Anna Song."

The woman in the red skirt stretched out her hand and said with a charming smile: "I think my good sister has already introduced me to you, one of the founders of the fantasy supercar club."

"Hello." Lin He stretched out his hand, shook it, and it fell apart with one touch.

He guessed correctly about the relationship between Song Anna and Song Qingru, they were indeed sisters.

One is one of the founders of the Fantasy Supercar Club, and the other is one of the founders of the Huabin Club.

No matter which club, it contains connections and energy that ordinary people can't imagine.

So what do the Song characters of the sisters Song Anna and Song Qingru represent?

"I really didn't expect Mr. Lin to take care of himself so well. I wonder if he is interested in joining our Fantasy Supercar Club?" Song Anna's bright red and nimble tongue wandered from her lower lip to the corner of her mouth: "Although our Fantasy Supercar Club is an enemy, but I don't mind Mr. Lin being the director of the two clubs alone."

One person serves as the director of two clubs?
Huang Pan and the other men and women who followed Song Anna were all shocked.

Has this Lin He's identity reached the point where Anna Song doesn't care about her relationship with Song Qingru and wants to win her over?
Coming to this evening's charity gala, Yellow Plate is out for revenge.

But if Anna Song did this, wouldn't he never have a chance.

The director status of the Fantasy Supercar Club is not weaker than that of the Huabin Club.

Leprechaun!

Many men are looking at this side involuntarily.

After all, whether it is Song Qingru or Song Anna, their appearance and identity are the objects of attention wherever they go.

"Thank you, Ms. Song, for your kindness. It's a pity that my ability is limited, otherwise I really want to agree." Lin He said with a smile.

Then, Song Qingru's pretty face also burst into a bright smile.

At this moment, Lin He made a choice.

He chose himself, not his sister Song Anna.

"It's a pity." Song Anna didn't seem to care at all, and said, "But the door of our fantasy supercar club and the position of director are always open to Mr. Lin."

"Thank you Miss Song." Lin He smiled politely.

"Leave a contact information." Song Anna took out her phone and opened the QR code.

After adding friends with Lin He, Anna Song put away her phone and waved her hands with red nail polish: "See you later, Mr. Lin."

Then she took people to say hello to other rich men and yamen, and went to greet the cold and warm.

"Dad, what's the matter with you and that man with gauze on his face?" Lin Qing asked.

"It was at the Golden Sparrow Award Ceremony..." Lin He didn't hide anything, and told the whole story.

"This old bastard really deserves a beating." Lin Qing curled his lips: "You should pick out his eyeballs."

Lin Qing asked the waiter for a glass of red wine and looked around curiously.

"Fantasy Supercar Club is the top circle in our country, why don't you join?" Song Qingru stood beside Lin He and asked: "She said that you can serve as a director of Huabin Club and at the same time be a member of Fanmeng Club. The director of the supercar club, this is the first of its kind for two clubs."

"Why did she win me over?" Lin He wondered.

In fact, he has no background, nothing more than incredible wealth, all derived from the system.

"Because neither of us can see through you."

Song Qingru said: "Some things are inconvenient to tell you, but the relationship between me and Song Anna is as hostile as she said. If you want to win, you can only constantly attract powerful people into your circle."

"In other words, I am a tool for the fight between you two sisters?" Lin He touched his nose.

"Yes, and no." Song Qingru leaned to this side, tilting her head: "I regard Mr. Lin as a good friend, which is different from Song Anna. Her private life is chaotic and she is very good at confusing men. Mr. Lin must be careful."

"I've already been confused by Ms. Song, it would be too difficult for another Ms. Song to confuse me." Lin He asked with a smile.

"It's said that a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost." Song Qingru shook his head: "I don't believe it."

Snapped!
The lights in the banquet hall suddenly dimmed, leaving only a bunch of lights gathered on the stage, where the host stood: "Please sit down, distinguished guests, the seats have been divided. A table worth a million, a table worth a million..."

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