At the beginning, I like to mention the girlfriend of the 100 billion president

Lin Feng's words made everyone startled.

Everyone didn't expect that others wanted to be called Master Lei Luo, but he would call him by his first name, and his tone was very disrespectful.

Lei Luo was also taken aback, his eyes were on Lin Feng, and he said angrily, "Who are you?"

"I'm Lin Feng!" Lin Feng said.

"Lin Feng?"

Lei Luo was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Lin Feng, this name is all over the street, I thought who you were! Hahaha! Lin Feng, your name is a joke!"

"Really? My name is a joke?" Lin Feng smiled slightly.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?" Lei Luo said: "Only people who have reached a certain level can report their name. Let me ask you, what university did you graduate from? Have you ever been trained by a famous tutor? "

"Me, I didn't go to any famous university! I didn't have any well-known tutors!" Lin Feng said disapprovingly: "I like to be self-taught!"

"Hahahaha!" Lei Luo laughed even more fiercely, but suddenly said seriously: "I graduated from Cambridge University in Western Europe with a double master's degree, majoring in hotel decoration, and my tutor is a world-class interior design master, Joel Wison Na, even the Royal Chapel in Western Europe was designed by my teacher and his disciples, do you understand now why my name can be used while yours is a joke!"

Lei Luo had studied in Western Europe, and did not carry forward the traditional Chinese things at all, but learned a lot of dross in Western Europe, such as arrogance and arrogance.

Therefore, speaking is also very arrogant.

Lin Feng thought about it carefully, and said: "Oh, I seem to be a little impressed by what you said. When I went to Western Europe, there was a man who wanted to worship me as a teacher. The man seemed to be called Joel Wiesenner, but I was very nervous. Busy, too lazy to talk to him, so he refused?"

"What? You really know how to brag!" Lei Luo was so angry that he was going to die, and then he said angrily: "You are insulting my teacher out of thin air. How could my teacher ask someone else to be his teacher? It's shameful for you to talk nonsense!"

Seeing that Lei Luo was furious, Su Jing quickly tugged Lin Feng's arm. Although there may be no chance of cooperation today, don't make Lei Luo angry. I can't go down.

At this time, Lei Luo was not the only one who was angry, but also Liu Meixi who was beside him.

It never occurred to her that the slovenly guy in front of him, wearing thick cotton slippers in winter, turned out to be Lin Feng, the nemesis who bullied his younger brother Liu Hengyuan.

She was still trying to settle a score with Lin Feng, and this time it could be said that the enemy was extremely jealous when they met.

"Lin Feng, what kind of a thing are you that dare to question Master Lei Luo? Even insult Master Lei Luo's master?" Liu Meixi shouted: "As far as I know, you are a stinky driver! A stinky driver doesn't even urinate Take care of yourself? Are you qualified? The only thing you can talk to the master is the smoke from your ancestral grave, do you know?"

"Just don't pee. Look at yourself. You're just a bad security guard and a bad driver. How dare you say such things in this place?"

Lei Luo's face was also full of anger, and said:

"You dare to say that my teacher, Joel Weinson, wants to worship you as a teacher. You are an insult to my teacher's personality and ability. Let me tell you, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will immediately call the police and arrest you for defamation. !"

"Oh, don't be angry, you are quite old, why are you so restless?" Lin Feng smiled slightly.

But this sentence, to Lei Luo's ears, it means that Lin Feng has compromised and confessed!

"Why, are you afraid? Afraid that I will call the police and arrest you?" Lei Luo shouted, "Then you should kowtow three times on the ground and say that Master Lei Luo is sorry!"

"Yes, kneel down and kowtow!" Liu Meixi took out her mobile phone, turned on the camera, and started recording videos.

However, Lin Feng suddenly nodded and smiled, and asked, "How is that old bastard Joel doing now? Is he still alive?"

When Lei Luo heard this, he was stunned, not only him, but everyone around him was also stunned.

Lei Luo quickly reacted and cursed: "Stinky boy, you have the guts to insult my master and someone who is at the level of the godfather of interior decoration. You are really audacious!"

"What kind of shit, he's just a bad old man." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Lin Feng, be careful with your words!" Su Jing teased Lin Feng a few more times, knowing that today's negotiation had collapsed.

But what she didn't expect was that not only this negotiation collapsed, but also the entire Dongqing Group might collapse!
Liu Meixi's heart was full of joy, Lin Feng had a brain puncture, right?
Isn't this intentional to smash Dongqing Group's business?
This time Dongqing Group has completely offended Master Lei Luo. With Master Lei Luo's influence in the industry, even if you say it casually, Dongqing Group's hotel concept is backward, still in its infancy, and has yet to be developed.

The hotel business of Dongqing Group will suddenly be ignored.

If Lei Luo said something for Liu's hotel, he said that Liu's hotel is very high-grade and advanced in concept, then the business of Dongqing Group will be crushed by Liu's in an instant.

This is the celebrity effect, a trivial sentence can prop up or crush an enterprise.

When Liu Meixi was triumphant and Su Jing was sad, Lin Feng took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call.

In a mysterious place on the other side of the ocean, here is a large office, but it is full of countless drawings.

An old man with gray hair, who looks nearly 80 years old, is constantly busy.

Recently, he received a big order from the prince of the British royal family, asking him to design the interior of a garden villa.

This is not the first time for him, and he is already used to it, but anyway, it is a matter of the royal family. He has to get up to 12 points. At this time, suddenly his assistant hurriedly rushed came in.

"What's the matter with you? How many times have I told you that I don't like being disturbed when I'm working?"

This old man is Joel Wiesenner. He looked at his assistant and frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

"Mr. Joel, I didn't intend to offend you, but you have explained before that if that Chinese person calls, no matter what you are busy with, he will interrupt you and tell you to answer the phone..."

The assistant held the phone in both hands, and his voice trembled.

When Joel heard this, an imperceptible shock flashed in his eyes. He couldn't believe what his assistant said. How could this be possible?He actually called himself?

Joel was so happy that he jumped so high that he was as happy as a child, and said to Shun: "Quick, give me the phone!"