Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

Father Qi's words made everyone in the conference room quiet down. They all knew that every word of Father Qi represented an important decision.

Qi Lin also suppressed the disdain on his face, sat up straight, and prepared to listen to his father's speech.

Father Qi looked around at everyone in the meeting room, then slowly spoke: "Recently, our gang has faced some challenges and crises. Some forces have begun to eye us covetously, wanting to seize our territory and resources."

Father Qi's words made everyone in the conference room nod their heads.

Father Qi continued, "Therefore, I decided to let Qi Lin take over more gang affairs and help me manage the gang."

Father Qi's words caused people in the conference room to talk again.

"I object. Qi Lin is only 22 years old and cannot take on such a big responsibility." The man who spoke was named Jiang Yuanqiao, 30 years old.

This man's father was Qi's father's right-hand man. A few years ago, his father blocked a bullet for Qi's father and was killed by his enemy. In order to thank his father, Qi's father let Jiang Yuanqiao take over his father's position as the hall master, who is also the youngest hall master of the Dragon King Society.

"And President Qi, you must know that Qi Lin has been smoking marijuana for the past few years and his health has long been broken. How can someone who can't even control his own body be in control of the overall situation?"

Father Qi's face darkened slightly. He looked at Jiang Yuanqiao, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"Yuanqiao, I know you have always been prejudiced against Qi Lin. However, he is my son, and I am confident that he can handle this position. As for his marijuana addiction, I will personally send someone to supervise him to quit. Moreover, a person's ability is not only reflected in his body, but more importantly, his mind and decisiveness."

Jiang Yuanqiao was speechless for a moment after hearing what Qi's father said. He did not expect that Qi's father would support Qi Lin so firmly.

Qi Lin was also a little surprised. He didn't expect his father to trust him so much.

At the same time, he felt a sense of responsibility rising in his heart. He knew that he could no longer live his life in a muddle-headed way as before.

He stood up, looked at the people in the conference room with a firm gaze, and said, "I know that I did a lot of things wrong in the past, and that made many people disappointed in me. But starting today, I will change myself and do my best to do everything well. I hope everyone can give me a chance to prove my worth."

Qi Lin's words caused everyone in the conference room to fall silent again.

Father Qi nodded, satisfied with Qi Lin's performance.

He knew that Qi Lin's growth would take time, and he was willing to give him this opportunity.

After all, Qi Lin was Sister Yi's favorite child when he was young.

"Okay, everyone go away. Qi Lin, please stay. I have something to talk to you about."

Wait until everyone leaves.

Father Qi patted Qi Lin's shoulders and found that his shoulders had become much thinner.

He sighed: "Alin, let's have dinner together later. Your mother

I've been missing you."

Qi Lin returned to his attitude of keeping strangers away: "Dad, I will take over the gang affairs as soon as possible. As for other matters, I will not consider them for the time being."

He knew that once he returned to the Qi family, his mother would definitely arrange some blind dates for him.

He really wasn't interested.

Qi's father felt helpless, knowing that his mind could not be easily changed, so he stopped forcing him.

……

After five years, Yang Xining stood at the gate of Xihua Fengyuan again.

I felt very emotional.

Although five years have passed, to her, it was only a little over a month.

Things are wrong.

Many buildings have changed.

She wandered around the alleys near the school, reminiscing about the past.

Suddenly, a small white fur ball jumped to her feet.

Yang Xining was stunned for a moment, then hugged him.

"It turns out to be a cute little kitten. I thought it was Lingling."

"Meow meow--"

"what?"

……

"Mr. Lu, today is the day you die."

At the entrance of the alley, a dozen thugs arrogantly surrounded two high school students.

These two boys, one has chestnut hair and the other has orange hair.

They each had a cigarette in their mouths, and faced with the threats from the gangsters, there was no fear on their faces.

"Who did I think it was? Turns out you're here to cause trouble." The chestnut-haired boy sneered and laughed disdainfully.

"It just so happens that I haven't practiced boxing for a long time." The orange-haired boy cracked his finger joints, making a "crackling" sound, looking eager to try.

Seeing this, the thugs became furious. They rushed forward and wanted to teach these two ignorant high school students a lesson.

However, they did not expect that these two young men were not ordinary people.

They were agile and their punches and kicks were fierce. In a short while, they knocked down more than a dozen thugs to the ground.

At this moment, a fat man wearing a gold chain suddenly came over holding an innocent girl hostage.

The fat man threatened viciously: "You two, stop it, or I will kill her!"

The girl was so frightened that her face turned pale. Her big, clear eyes stared at the two of them, and she said in a trembling voice, "Tianlin, save me."

A dozen thugs quickly got up and ran behind the fat man.

"Tianlin, it looks like she's your girlfriend." The orange-haired boy said faintly.

A hint of coldness flashed in Lu Tianlin's eyes, and he said coldly: "Let her go!"

The fat man laughed triumphantly and placed the knife in his hand on the girl's slender neck: "Let her go? Sure, both of you kneel down and kowtow three times."

His tone was arrogant, and he seemed to be fully confident of the situation at hand.

Hearing this, the orange-haired boy frowned, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Hey, what do you want? I'll kowtow to you three times, who the hell do you think you are?"

The fat man sneered, put the knife in his hand tightly on the girl's neck again, and threatened: "Then don't blame me for being rude."

The tip of the knife trembled slightly, as if challenging the opponent's bottom line.

Lu Tianlin's heart tightened, he knew he couldn't be impulsive at this moment.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm: "Wait, I'll kneel."

As he spoke, he slowly bent one knee.

The fat man laughed triumphantly: "You must kneel on your knees."

"Double knees, don't go too far." The orange-haired boy gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with anger that seemed about to explode at any time.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Just as Lu Tianlin was about to kneel down, a delicate voice stopped him.

"No kneeling!"