Peerless War God in City

C382 How Could It be Him



C382 How Could It be Him

"Then... "Then..."    

    

Hongfei felt his heart tremble. His mouth was parched as he asked, "In the end, who can make the decision?"    

    

Liu Xu heard this.    

    

Shaking his head, he said, "You all don't have to guess the identity of the lord. You all don't have to guess the identity of the master. You all don't have to guess the identity of the master.    

    

"Alright, for this banquet, the main purpose is to raise money for the opening of Sky Flame High School. All the expenses for the party will be taken care of by us, Jiangnan Consortium. Everyone, eat and chat as much as you want. I won't accompany you."    

    

With that, Liu Xu walked into the hotel.    

    

Soon.    

    

He arrived at the hotel, the most luxurious room, pushed open the door and entered.    

    

All he saw was …    

    

In the room.    

    

A man was lazily sitting on the sofa with a pot of fragrant tea warming on the table beside him.    

    

Yu Jin, who was behind him, respectfully stood there with a serious expression.    

    

"Hello, Military Commander, nice to team up with you!"    

    

After Liu Xu came in, the arrogance he showed in front of outsiders immediately disappeared. He respectfully greeted the two of them.    

    

Over here.    

    

Yan Yuhan and her best friend had also come to this place.    

    

"Jing Rou, what did you pull me here for?"    

    

Originally, after Liu Xu left, Yan Yuhan was ready to go home, but she was dragged here by Li Jingrou.    

    

Tomorrow is the time to release the news, if we don't, it will be too late. I just saw Liu Xu coming this way, so he definitely hasn't left the hotel yet. We'll find him, I beg him, maybe we'll still have a chance.    

    

"But, Liu Xu, didn't you say that he was unable to make the decision in this matter?" Yan Yuhan whispered.    

    

"You believe that?" Li Jing Rou rolled her beautiful eyes.    

    

"Haven't you seen, with so many rich people, the moment they saw Liu Xu, it was like a dog seeing sh * t. He must have been afraid of trouble, which is why he said that. Think about it, he is the Young Lord of Jiangnan Consortium, who can still not make a decision?"    

    

"Alright, let's hurry and find out which room she's in. You go over there, I'll go over here."    

    

"Fine."    

    

Yan Yuhan nodded and walked to the other side of the corridor.    

    

Seeing this, Li Jing Rou was ready to walk to the other side, but she suddenly stopped after taking two steps.    

    

"Wait, someone is talking here, and it's Liu Xu's voice!"    

    

Li Jing Rou immediately went over and found that the sound came from a room nearby and the door was still open.    

    

Li Jing Rou leaned on the door and Liu Xu's voice came from inside. It was very clear and Liu Xu seemed to be reporting something to someone.    

    

"Master, this is the cooperation proposal that I have drawn up."    

    

Liu Xu bowed and presented the documents respectfully.    

    

Li Jing Rou followed his gaze and saw Haotian, who was sitting on the sofa.    

    

Him!    

    

It was actually him!    

    

As Yan Yuhan's best friend, Li Jingrou naturally knew of Haotian.    

    

Isn't he the adopted son of Lin Family?    

    

Why was he here?    

    

Why did Liu Xu call him his lord so respectful to him!    

    

Liu Xu was Jiangnan Consortium's Young Lord, Jiangnan Consortium's number one corporation. As a Jiangnan Consortium's Young Lord, Liu Xu's identity, calling him a favored son of heaven was not an exaggeration.    

    

To make Young Lord of Jiangnan Consortium this respectful, and even calling him master, Haotian, what kind of identity would he have?    

    

How rare... He was that person …    

    

Li Jingrou thought of a possibility and was immediately shocked to the point that her entire body was covered in cold sweat!    

    


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