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Chapter 587 I promise

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    Lin Xiaoming was a little confused when he saw Song Zhien leaning against his chest.

    What's happening here?

    Didn*t you agree to lend me your shoulder?  Why did it become a chest?

    For such a big person, can*t you even tell where the shoulders are and where the chest is?  Really!

    Intellectually, Lin Xiaoming wanted to reach out and push her away, telling her sternly that he was not a casual man.

    In fact, he wanted to reach out and hug her again. Only a fool would push her away when such a beautiful girl took the initiative to embrace her!

    When he was fighting in his heart about whether to choose to be a scumbag or Liu Xiahui, Song Zhien had already taken the initiative to leave his chest.

    Lin Xiaoming felt disappointed, wasn*t he tired?  Are you ready to rest so soon?

    It*s okay with me, you can just lean on me for a little longer!

    "Xiao Ming!" Song Zhien slowly opened his mouth, "Actually, the third uncle is right. Without you, I might not be able to survive!"

    "Behind every woman, there is a man!" Lin Xiaoming patted his strong chest, "Don't worry, I will support you! Anytime, anywhere, as long as you need it."

    This doesn*t look like a ride to kindergarten!

    Song Zhien shook his head slightly, "Actually, Third Uncle's suggestion is a good choice for you. You can seriously consider it."

    Lin Xiaoming was sweating so much, "Zhien, is it too much against your will to say such a thing?"

    Song Zhien's face was embarrassed for a moment, but he still admitted honestly, "It's a bit against your will. Although I hope you stay with me, I also hope you can be better."

    "Wish I was better?" Lin Xiaoming hummed, "If I really choose that, I will pick up sesame seeds and lose the watermelon. It is even possible that the water will be drawn from the bamboo basket in vain."

    Song Zhien asked doubtfully, "How do you say this?"

    "Come on, let me do the math for you!" Lin Xiaoming raised his fingers and counted them one by one. "My monthly salary as your assistant is almost 200 million. As long as I can persist for the past six months, then  It*s at least a billion, right?§

    Song Zhien nodded, "Yeah!"

    Lin Xiaoming asked her, "What if I persist for one year, two years, or even three years? How much can I get?"

    Song Zhien did the math, "In three years, there will be six to seven billion!"

    "Then if I don't make any money, I want to take his billions, am I stupid? He's not talking about a beautiful sword. Maybe I will really consider it."

    Song Zhien sweated and said to himself, I never expected that you are a money-hungry person!

    "And!" Lin Xiaoming raised his fingers again, "Now that your old man is not really dead, does he have to decide whether to cancel the marriage or not? If your old man doesn't agree, can Song Renjie let go?"

    Song Zhien nodded, "Yes!"

    ※Moreover, even if I really agree to him, I may not be able to get the money.§

    "Um?"

    "Do you think he would be so generous and give me one billion? He just wants to take me away and leave you alone. He will first take your position as chairman and then eliminate you!"

    Song Zhien couldn*t help but feel relieved when she heard that he meant to reject Song Zong both inside and outside his words, but she still couldn*t help but ask, "Then what are your decisions now?"

    Lin Xiaoming came over and spoke like this in her ear.

    求求求求求求求求求

    the next day.

    Lin Xiaoming woke up and found that Bi Jun was back.

    The number of police officers protecting Song Zhien was obviously doubled compared to last night. I couldn*t help but secretly praise this woman for keeping her word. One for one.

    ※In fact, how did he know that today was the real funeral. Song Jinde*s close friends before his death, as well as people from all walks of life would send people to pay their respects.

    The number of people was not unusually large. In order to prevent yesterday's assassination from happening again, Bi Jun had to ask his superiors to send more police officers. Therefore, in addition to the more than 30 police officers guarding here, there were also many police officers outside the Song family to maintain order.  .

    Song Zhien returned to the mourning hall and continued to kneel at the filial son's seat. Song Renjie, who was paralyzed in a wheelchair, was also beside him, followed by Song Jinlong, Song Zong, Song Lifan, Song Fan and others.

    Song Zong and Lin Xiaoming met, but Song Zong did not look for Lin Xiaoming, or even look at him. He still acted as the elder who welcomed the guests, introduced them to Song Zhien, and asked her to greet the guests according to the rules.  Have a funeral.

    It was busy and lasted until nearly five o'clock in the afternoon. Finally, no customers came to the door.

    Song Zhien knelt down and worshiped, and cried all day long. He was so exhausted that hePrepare to go back to the small courtyard of the West Building to rest.

    When Lin Xiaoming was about to leave the mourning hall with Song Zhien, he couldn't help but glance at Song Zong and wondered if this guy had senile amnesia.

    Didn*t you agree to bribe me?

    It*s been a whole day, why don*t you ask me how I*m thinking about it?

    Did you forget about it after a short sleep?  Or have you changed your mind?

    Come on, buy me off!

    Although Lin Xiaoming was puzzled, he did not take the initiative to find Song Zong. He and Zhao Mei left with Song Zhien.

    Until late at night, Lin Xiaoming was ready to go to bed, and then he received a message from Song Zong: I am in the mourning hall, come and talk!

    When Lin Xiaoming saw the message, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "The Song family is so big, it's hard to talk anywhere, but we have to go to the gloomy mourning hall. What a hobby!"

    The girl asked, "Brother, is that old guy finally going to see you?"

    Lin Xiaoming nodded and showed her the information.

    After Zhaomei glanced at her, she said, "I'll go with you!"

    Lin Xiaoming shook his head, "No, you stay here and protect Zhien!"

    The girl was helpless, "You must be careful, that old guy is not a good person!"

    Lin Xiaoming nodded slightly and walked out.

    When Bi Jun, who was guarding outside with a group of subordinates, saw him coming out, he couldn't help but shouted, "Where are you stealing in the middle of the night?"

    Lin Xiaoming sweated, "Sir, you can't be more polite when you speak. I made you a great achievement last night!"

    Bi Jun wanted to ask him about this all day long, but there were too many people coming, from all walks of life in the three realms, a mixture of good and bad. In order to avoid making any mistakes, she had to be alert and alert, but she could never find time to ask him.  .

    Now that he mentioned it, she immediately asked: "How could those people be there? Who dug the hole? Who wanted to bury them alive? How did you know they were there?"

    Lin Xiaoming asked back, "Is catching them a great achievement for you?"

    Among the fourteen people, at least ten had criminal records, four were wanted criminals, and all of them were members of the Blood Sect. Catching them would certainly be a great achievement for Bi Jun, so she nodded!

    Lin Xiaoming snorted, "As long as you have achieved meritorious service, why do you care about so many details?"

    "But##"

    Lin Xiaoming interrupted her and asked, "Do you want to pick up dead chickens next time?"

    Bi Jun finally became speechless.

    "I'm going to the mourning hall!" Lin Xiaoming pointed to the main building in the distance, "You should guard this place carefully and don't let anyone in until I come back!"

    Bi Jun subconsciously nodded in agreement, but after agreeing, it felt wrong.

    Who are you? What qualifications do you have to order me?

    However, by the time she came to her senses, Lin Xiaoming had already gone far.

    The Song family mansion is really big. It took Lin Xiaoming several minutes to walk from the west building to the main building!

    Arriving at the mourning hall, Lin Xiaoming found that the place was just like last night. Song Zong was sitting there alone and silently. It was quiet and there was no ghost around.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????? But it*s just that, the reality is not like last night. Lin Xiaoming, who is keen, felt something was wrong as soon as he entered the mourning hall. In addition to being gloomy, there was also a strong atmosphere of killing.

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    There is an ambush!

    There are at least a dozen people. Judging by the sound of their breathing, their skills should be pretty good.

    After Lin Xiaoming ate that wild fruit, his martial arts skills were no longer what they used to be. Even if the opponents were all as skilled as the Five Sky Masters, he was sure to escape from their encirclement

    What he is afraid of is that the other party does not follow martial ethics and just uses a gun.

    ※ If that*s the case, it would be useless even if he knew how to fly and escape, let alone martial arts.

    Lin Xiaoming quietly looked at the golden nanmu screen on the side with the corner of his eye, and found that there were indeed several black holes of gun muzzles looming in the air among the carved dragons and wind!

    I*ll go, you really don*t have martial ethics!

    Lin Xiaoming realized that he had fallen into an ambush and was so nervous that his palms were sweating. But even so, with his excellent psychological quality, he still acted calmly and said, "Director Song, we meet again."

    When Song Zong met Lin Xiaoming, he didn*t mince words and asked directly, ※Assistant Lin, how are you thinking about it?§

    Lin Xiaoming didn*t say anything, he just said, ※I promise!§

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