Chapter 357
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As expected, Lu Enron agreed and was on his way over.
Song Ching-wan hung up the phone and looked up. Lu Qidong happened to be coming down the stairs.
He still looked elegant and gentle, like a gentleman, but his expression was gloomy. His thin lips were pursed, and he didn't look too good.
"What's wrong? Did something happen? "
Song Ching-wan's heart skipped a beat. She took a step forward and looked behind him. "Hey, where's Dad? Didn't the two of you come together? Why don't I see him?! "
The little girl next to them blinked and looked at them with her big, black, clear eyes. Her eyelashes were dark and long, and she looked like a little elf in the forest.
She had a light green water bottle hanging from her body. She was biting on a straw with her bright red lips. Her cheeks were puffed up as she hugged the water bottle and drank with all her might.
Lu Junhan, on the other hand, was wearing a well-tailored black suit. His expression was as cold as ever. There wasn't much fluctuation in his emotions, and his eyes were cold and calm.
"Dad, he …"
Lu Qidong glanced at them, then looked at Song Ching-wan in front of him. He paused and was silent for a moment. Then, he looked like he wanted to say something but stopped himself. "Dad, he …"
Lu Qidong came down the stairs with a gloomy expression. Now, he was hesitating. Song Ching-wan seemed to have thought of something and was shocked. "Dad is dead?"
"…"
Song Ching-wan looked anxious. "How did he die? Where did he die? How long has he been dead? "
Lu Qidong: "…"
Lu Junhan: "…"
Lu Qidong expressionlessly expressed that he didn't really understand how women thought. After a long silence, he finally sighed, gritted his teeth, and said,
"Dad is upstairs playing mahjong with someone!"
"What?! Playing mahjong?? "
She gasped and muttered to herself, "… Then he might as well be dead!"
Lu Qidong: "…"
Song Qingwan recovered from the shock. In the end, she couldn't help but frown.
"No … Why didn't you stop him? As long as he played mahjong, he would lose nine out of ten times! How dare you let him gamble! Do you think that you have too much money, or do you think that our Family Lu's reputation is not enough?! Moreover, if you want to gamble, then so be it. Why don't you take a look at the situation now? Is this the time to gamble? "
"I wanted to stop him too, but I couldn't!"
Lu Qidong shrugged helplessly. "You know that besides fishing, Dad loves gambling the most! I stopped him just now and he almost fought me to the death in front of so many people! What's more, it was Uncle Song who invited him this time. Today is his birthday, and I'm just a junior. I can't possibly refuse the birthday boy's face! What's more, Old Shen is here today. "
"Old Shen?"
Song Ching-wan's pupils suddenly shrank.
In the whole of Haicheng, only one person dared to call himself "Old Shen." This person was Shen Kangping.
He was the same age as the seventy-six-year-old Old Master. Song Ching-wan and Lu Qidong should have called him Uncle Shen, but not because of this. They called him "Old Shen" because it was an honorific title. Even Old Master Shen called him that.
In the early years, Old Master Shen, Old Master Yu, Old Master Song, and some of the heads of the military and political families were basically Old Shen's subordinates!
Most of them were brought up by Old Shen.
The Shen family was a well-known family in Beijing. Old Shen could be said to be a real tiger in the military and political world. Even Old Master Shen, who had always been a tyrant in Haicheng, could only respectfully call him "Old Shen" in front of him.
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It was obvious how terrifyingly powerful his power was.
Recently, there were even rumors that Old Shen was already looking for a successor.
Behind him was not only the Shen family. There were many unimaginable and unfathomable powers.
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