Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 22: The Beijing City Plan of the Taste of Beauty

It is undeniable that there is such a thing as genius in this world.

　　 Meng Qing, according to his own statement, had basically never touched a game before this summer vacation. During the summer vacation, he was taken to an Internet cafe by a friend and crossed the line of fire for a while. But it was just playing for an afternoon.

　　 Cross Fire is a game, if you have CS skills, it’s easier to get started, but if you don’t have CS skills, then this game is more difficult than any other game, because people are constantly moving and you have to take a gun. To hit a person, you have to hit an important part of the person to lose blood quickly, and a headshot with a single shot is even more difficult.

　　 Although Zhao Gangjun didn't play Crossing the Line of Fire much, but with the excellent reaction speed and marksmanship that he learned in the Hunter School before, Zhao Gangjun was able to play Crossing the Line of Fire with ease.

　　 Zhou Tongyan played through the line of fire for two years, all at the level of the colonel, thinking that the entire dormitory has no rivals except Zhao Gangrong.

　　 In fact, when the game first started tonight, there was really no opponent.

　　 But the situation changed after ten o'clock in the evening.

　　Meng Qing has thoroughly started this game.

　　 Headshot rate soared.

　　 Except for Zhao Gangjun's combat skills to suppress Meng Qing, Zhou Tongyan has completely reduced to the dead soul of Meng Qing's men.

　　, let alone Wang Hao and Liu Lang, these two people with negative records.

　　 Although Zhao Gangluo stabilized Meng Qing, he was also shocked by Meng Qing's talent.

　　 Crossing the line of fire is not only about technology, but also mentality and consciousness.

　　 Meng Qing spent only one night, no matter technically, psychologically, or consciously, he got away from Zhou Tongyan.

　　 This kind of talent can almost be described as inhuman.

　　 The entire bedroom is full of gunfire.

　　 At eleven o'clock, Wang Xiaoxiao came back from outside.

　　 still blushing and drunk.

　　 He didn't talk to anyone when he came back, and fell asleep directly.

　　 Zhao Gangyu and others naturally connected the headset.

　　 After playing a little more, a group of people finally turned off their computers and got ready to sleep.

　　 At this moment, Wang Xiaoxiao fart a few more.

　　 This fart is louder than yesterday, Wang Xiaoxiao was awakened, but this time he chose to pretend to sleep.

　　 "My grass, Wang Xiaoxiao, it's so stinking! What did you eat at night, what did you fart!"

　　 Zhou Tongyan shouted.

　　 Wang Xiaoxiao rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed, and said, "What are you talking about Zhou Tongyan? Oh, it smells so bad, who fart? Meng Qing, is it you?"

　　 "You put it on."

　　 Liu Lang glanced at Wang Xiaoxiao and said, "It doesn't matter if it is so loud, it still smells so bad."

　　 "It's definitely not me!"

　　 Wang Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "How could it be me? I'm sleeping."

　　 "It's you, your impotence/failure, how about it?" Zhou Tongyan asked.

　　 "Yang. Yu is Yang/Yi, it's definitely not me, I'm sleeping."

　　 Wang Xiaoxiao said, and lay down again.

　　"The cheapest people are invincible."

　　 Zhou Tongyan glanced at Zhao Gangyu.

　　Zhao Gangyu smiled.

　　This day is the last day for freshmen to register.

　　Zhao Gangyu got up early, and then took the car arranged by Huang Mao to go back to FJ.

　　 Two days after coming out, FJ has some things that need to be handled by Zhao Gangrong.

　　The biggest thing is the Fang Group.

　　The taste of beauty plans to open a food city in Beijing that is the same as that of SH, but the water in Beijing is much deeper than that of SH, and there are bandits in SH to help, so it is more convenient to do things. Fang Ya Group has nothing to do in Beijing.

　　 Although Zhao Gangyu knew a few people in the capital, they were all from his childhood, and to be honest, the relationship between Zhao Gangyu and those people in the capital was not very good.

　　Although Zhao Gangyu spent most of his time overseas when he was a child, he occasionally returned to the Zhao family in the capital to live for a while. At that time, Zhao Gangyu was thin and could not practice martial arts. Although he was called the king of the dude in Beijing, he followed Zhao Gangjun has more than one hand against Taiwan. After all, Beijing is a place where great people gather. Not to mention the heirs of the leaders of the ministries and commissions, the grandchildren of those old people in Zhongnanhai are not something that Zhao Gangjun can bully casually. Those relatives of the current central leadership.

　　 To put it simply, Zhao Gangyu used to be a good messenger in the capital. He had many friends, many alcoholic friends, and many enemies. Although it is not a big enemy, they will disgust you as long as they have the opportunity.

　　 Therefore, Zhao Gangjun pays great attention to the fact that the taste of beauty is in the food city in Beijing.

　　"Beijing City Beauty Food City, this must be opened."

　　 At the headquarters of Fang Ya Group, Lin Xin was sitting next to Zhao Gangyu, leaning on a chair with Erlang's legs tilted, holding a pen in his hand, and the pen was tapping gently on the table.

　　 Zhao Gangjun glanced at Lin Xin's thighs wrapped in black silk from time to time.

　　 He is very strange, why does Lin Xin's thigh have such a magical power, so people can't turn their eyes when they look at it?

　　 Or just the charm of pure black silk?

　　 However, even if Huang Lingling and Guo Furong wear black silk, they don't have the magic power of Lin Xin.

　　"Beijing is the economic and cultural center of China. Only by gaining a firm foothold in the capital can we win better opportunities for development. It’s okay in Beijing? Let’s run the relationship! I always believe that in this world There is no relationship that you can’t run. The key lies in your hard work~IndoMTL.com~ After Lin Xin finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Gangyu and found that Zhao Gangyu was staring at his thigh.

　　 Lin Xin couldn't help thinking of the floor-to-ceiling window on Meidao that night.

　　 Shoe prints on the ground.

　　 There is also the identity of Zhao Gangyu as the son of Wen Changlin Gan.

　　 Lin Xin suddenly felt a bit slippery between her legs.

　　 "The water in the capital is too deep."

　　Because of this important matter, Hao Pengfang was also called by Zhao Gangrong for a meeting. He said, "We have just gone public and the financing is going on. Now the stock market is also very good, so I suggest waiting for a while. As the saying goes, sharpening knives and not cutting wood by mistake, let’s wait for SH's Meizhiwei Food City to become famous before going to the capital. The possibility of success will undoubtedly be greater."

　　 "I also agree with Hao Bengfang."

Wu Yaoqin at the side of 　　 smiled and said, "Our relationship in the capital is too shallow."

　　 Lin Xin looked at Zhao Gangyu and asked, "What do you think?"

　　 "Me?"

　　 Zhao Gangjun was surprised that Lin Xin would ask her own opinion. At this time, she looked right through her thighs, and suddenly she didn't know what to say.

　　 "You are the chairman."

　　 Lin Xin said, and sighed. It seemed helpless that Zhao Gangyu was the chairman.

　　 "Oh, my opinion, it's actually simple, it's the pros and cons." Zhao Gangyu said after a moment of silence, "If the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, then open it. The disadvantages outweigh the advantages, then don't open it. It's very simple. I am a businessman, my essence is to pursue profit."