"That beauty named Murong Qingqing was looking around just now, it seems like she was searching for someone!"
As Murong Qingqing was about to dial a number, the restless Feng Lin and Zhu Tou made a clear judgment.
Once they had made this judgment, a surge of jealousy began to swell within them...
"Damn it, who is it that’s making Murong Qingqing actively seek him out? No way, once that person shows up, I must beat him to death!"
While simmering with anger, Feng Lin and Zhu Tou exchanged glances and saw the murderous intent in each other’s eyes!
In that moment, they knew that they were on the same page...
"No way, such a beauty must be mine! I can’t let anyone else get there first!"
The moment this thought entered his mind, an excited Feng Lin prepared to get acquainted with Murong Qingqing.
In his view, as long as Murong Qingqing knew his identity, she would definitely be interested in him!
After all, he was not only handsome but also wealthy...
"Within three hours, I can make her completely devoted to me!"
Thinking feverishly, Feng Lin stole another glance at Zhu Tou!
After confirming that Zhu Tou was really interested in Murong Qingqing, he sneered softly and muttered under his breath, "Fat pig, do you really think you’re worthy of such a high-class beauty?"
After this silent musing, he smiled and said, "Uncle Zhu, I’m now going over to have a good chat with Murong Qingqing! If things go smoothly, I’ll become friends with her and will introduce you properly."
Upon hearing Feng Lin’s words, excitement flickered in Zhu Tou’s eyes!
Soon, he nodded, "Yeah, go ahead!"
Then, he leaned closer to Feng Lin and said, "Remember to tell her I’m Zhu Tou, the owner of Brand Zhu."
"Of course! I certainly will!"
Having promised this, Feng Lin adjusted his clothes once again!
Soon, a casually smiling Feng Lin walked straight towards Murong Qingqing...
"Who is this young man? He looks so familiar!"
"Exactly!"
"I think so too, seems like I’ve seen him somewhere before!"
As the dashing Feng Lin walked forward, many people at the scene couldn’t help but mutter.
Because many of them felt he looked familiar!
Soon, as they looked on in amazement, someone more well-informed quickly spread his identity...
"He is Feng Lin, from Fengshun Logistics Company. This time, he came here to acquire Flying Leg Logistics."
"What? He is that playboy? You mean he came to acquire Flying Leg Logistics? Did... did he succeed?"
"Exactly!"
"Hope he didn’t really succeed!"
Everybody quickly asked as they learned of Feng Lin’s identity.
They had often seen news of Feng Lin’s fickle pursuits!
Thus, knowing how terrible Feng Lin’s character was, they realized that if Flying Leg Logistics was acquired by him, the future cost of transportation would truly double.
Feeling everyone’s worry, the person scoffed, "That Feng Lin surely wanted to succeed. But he completely failed! Now, Flying Leg Logistics belongs to Master Xiaobei."
"Master Xiaobei? Well done!"
"Exactly!"
"Absolutely supportive!"
Hearing Hu Xiaobei thwarted Feng Lin’s plan, everyone celebrated with wild laughter...
They had known Hu Xiaobei well before. Knowing him to be a good man, now that they knew Flying Leg belonged to Hu Xiaobei, they were genuinely happy for him.
"Damn, these idiots are actually well-informed!"
Hearing many people mocking him, Feng Lin’s expression turned ugly...
Excitedly admiring her, Feng Lin took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and quickly started, "Hello, I’m Feng Lin, I..."
Hearing him preparing to properly introduce himself, Murong Qingqing impatiently cut him off, "I know who you are!"
"You... you know me?"
Hearing Murong Qingqing’s words, Feng Lin got excited!
In Feng Lin’s view, since she knew who he was, things were going to be much easier.
After all, no woman who knew his identity had ever escaped his grasp.
Seeing Feng Lin quite excited, Murong Qingqing directly mocked, "Yes, I know you! Aren’t you that loser who was downed by Xiaobei? Seriously, I’m really curious, how can you still show your face around here? Weren’t you beaten enough?"
"You..."
Feng Lin, hearing Murong Qingqing’s mockery, turned beet red...
"Haha, Murong Qingqing truly is goddess-level! What a smooth talker!"
"Yep, this is getting interesting!"
"I think so too!"
Hearing Murong Qingqing’s mocking, the spectators glanced at Feng Lin’s livid face and laughed excitedly!
Regarding this playboy, they had not a shred of sympathy, so they hoped Murong Qingqing would slap his face even harder!
"You... are you seeking death? You..."
Before Feng Lin could finish, he saw Murong Qingqing’s eyes suddenly light up...
Quickly, Feng Lin saw her excitedly walking towards him.
"Haha, just a moment ago she was mocking me, and now isn’t she throwing herself into my arms!"
Seeing Murong Qingqing excitedly walking towards him, Feng Lin laughed wildly...
A second later, his smiling face froze because at that moment, Feng Lin saw Murong Qingqing quickly walk past him...

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