Chapter 986 (2/2)

Chen Jiarong turned his head and made a few gestures to Yin Ping, which meant to let him wait for a while. After all, Chen Jiarong had to report important things first. Yin Ping quickly nodded and motioned Chen Jiarong to go first.

Pushing the door in, Chen Jiarong did not forget to close the door.

The study is very bookish. Mahogany tables, chairs, bookcases, even sofas and tea tables are made of mahogany, and they are high-quality Hainan Huanghua pear wood. I'm afraid they won't be less than one million in terms of price.

Looking at the homes of the rich and powerful, I'm afraid few have such decoration, luxurious and low-key, expensive and not publicized.

Yin Ping last saw Ling chongjue in the reception hall of Fanhua gate. He didn't see Ling chongjue's study. He previously thought Chen Jiarong's work room was very luxurious. If he saw here again, I'm afraid he would immediately think that the red fire regiment is a poor force.

Although Chen Jiarong has a good position in Fanhua gate and is the eldest disciple of Ling chongjue, he still respects his master very much. In front of his master, he pays great attention to his manners and even etiquette.

He hugged his fist and said, ”master, Jiarong has something to report to you.”

In front of the mahogany table, an old man in his 70s sat in the Taishi chair with two Cloisonne iron balls in his hands. Compared with those literati who knead walnuts, he seemed less tacky and more elegant.

The old man is strong and looks very different from his age. His hair is almost white and scattered on his shoulders, but he combs it very neatly. Although his face is full of vicissitudes, his face is red and his complexion is excellent. A pair of tiger eyes are not angry, and even the spirit is unmatched by young people in their twenties and thirties.

The old man is Ling chongjue, the leader of Fanhua sect, and the master of Chen Jiarong and long Aoxue.

In recent years, although Fanhua gate has been known as the first force in southern China, Ling chongjue himself has no action.

Since his strength reached a high level, Ling chongjue paid more attention to self-cultivation and did not advocate fierce fighting. He also asked his disciples to minimize friction with the outside world and focus more on their own cultivation and enterprises.

Therefore, for the outside world, Ling Chong is never a sign, but no one has heard of his actions. Some even suspect that Ling Chong has retired from the Jianghu long ago. Now the real manager of Fanhua gate is Chen Yongquan. Of course, Ling Chong doesn't care about these at all.

Hearing Chen Jiarong's voice, Ling chongjue slightly opened his eyes. A pair of tiger eyes had endless dignity, but his eyes were soft and kind, which was also the embodiment of heart cultivation.

”Jiarong, are you back? Didn't you go to miaojiang to find Aoxue?” When Ling chongjue spoke, his lips seemed to open a gap slightly, but his words were very clear and full of confidence. It sounded very shocking.

”Master, i... ah,” said Chen Jiarong, kneeling directly in front of Ling chongjue, ”I'm ashamed of you.”

Hearing the speech, Ling chongjue opened his eyes slightly. It was obvious that he was surprised by Chen Jiarong's move.

Chen Jiarong is mature and steady in fanhuamen on weekdays. Although he also has his own temper and character, he is a young man after all. Ling chongjue also understands it very well, so he has never seen Chen Jiarong kneel suddenly in front of him.

”Jiarong, get up and talk. You're the eldest disciple of Fanhua sect. What's it like?” Ling chongjue said.

Chen Jiarong shook his head with tears in his eyes: ”master, I have no face. This time I went to miaojiang... I lost the face of Fanhua gate. Please punish me.”

Ling Chong Jue frowned slightly: ”hmm? What's going on? Tell me.”

Chen Jiarong took a deep breath: ”this time in miaojiang, the disciple is responsible for a film and television project under the door. There is also a partner in this project, Lin's film company in Fengbei. The disciple is in line with the interests of the door, but I didn't expect... Lin Zichen, the chairman of Lin's film, actually coveted Aoxue's beauty and had a bad intention.”

Ling Chong Jue raised his head and looked thoughtful. His expression was as heavy as water, but Chen Jiarong still saw a trace of displeasure in the master's expression. He hurriedly said, ”the disciple stopped and warned Lin Zichen, but Lin Zichen not only didn't listen, but also hit me!”

”Oh? Jiarong, your strength has reached the peak of Nayuan? He's just a businessman, so how can he be your opponent?” Ling Chong asked.

Chen Jiarong chewed his lips and thought for a moment. He said, ”master, have you ever heard of Lin Ye? Chairman Lin is the first person on the Chinese tianwu list, Lin Ye!”

”Lin... Lin Ye?” Ling chongjue's eyes widened and his face was surprised. He was the first person in the tianwu list... If he was an ordinary person, it would be enough to say that he had never heard of him, but as the first person of southern xuanshu, how could he have never heard of Lin?

”Master, have you heard of Lord Lin?”

Ling Chong never paid attention to Chen Jiarong's words, but fell into a short meditation.

For a moment, Ling chongjue looked at his disciples and shook his head slightly: ”Jiarong, this matter... You didn't tell the truth in front of being a teacher?”

Hearing master's words, Chen Jiarong was stunned. Obviously, he felt guilty.