Metropolitan Super Deity

　　 After Jiang Yingxue left, Ling Fei went to eat something alone, and then found a place to practice quietly for half a day.

　　 Soon, in the evening, when the phone rang, Ling Fei's practice was interrupted.

　　 He took out his cell phone, it was Mu Qingcheng's call.

　　 "Hey, Ling Fei, I have something wrong here, I have to go there later. You should wait for me there first. The charity party will be held at Jiangbei Hotel. Don't go wrong."

"Ok."

　　 Hanging up the phone, Ling Fei stopped a taxi and went straight to the Jiangbei Hotel.

　　 The taxi came to a one-kilometer distance from Jiangbei Hotel and stopped. The driver master smiled and said:

　　 "Little brother, today the Jiangbei Hotel is hosting a charity party, and there are some rich people who come. My taxi, it is estimated that I can't get in, so let's put you here."

　　 "Okay, trouble you."

　　 "You're welcome."

　　 Lingfei paid the fare, got off the bus and walked to the entrance of the hotel.

　　The parking lot at the entrance of the hotel is full of luxury cars.

　　 Maybach, Ferrari, Rolls-Royce, Bentley... it's enough to hold a small car show.

Dozens of flower baskets were placed in front of the 　　 Grand Hotel, forming a red carpet. Everyone walked into the hotel through the red carpet.

　　 Ling Fei saw this, so naturally he stepped on the red carpet and wanted to enter the hotel.

　　 However, as soon as he walked to the entrance of the hotel, he was stopped by the security guard in charge of welcoming guests.

　　 "Stop, wait a minute."

　　 Ling Fei frowned slightly.

"what's up?"

　　 "Do you have an invitation letter? Those without an invitation letter are not allowed to enter."

　　 "Then how can they enter?"

　　 Ling Fei pointed to the few people who went in in front of them, dressed in luxurious clothes.

　　The security guard glanced at them, turned around and sneered at Ling Fei:

"Your brain is flooded? You don't look at other people's clothes? They can buy dozens of sets of clothes all over you! Wouldn't there be an invitation letter for people like that? Even if they didn't, they would go in. Just donate some money, is it something you can compare to? Go away, don’t waste time here without an invitation letter, or don’t blame me for being impolite."

　　 Ling Fei's eyes flashed with fluctuations.

　　 "Is charity also divided into high and low?"

"Why don't you distinguish between high or low? Look at you, you are so poor, all over you, can you have a thousand dollars? If you are like you, a hundred donations will not be worth anyone else. Get out, don't ink. "

　　The people behind Ling Fei couldn't help making a few disdainful ridicules.

　　 "Is this guy's brain flooded?"

　　 "That is, I don't even look at my own jins or taels, so I dare to come to this kind of charity party. Does he think this is the kind of community donation?"

　　 ridiculed and questioned, all ruthlessly spit on Ling Fei, as if no money is guilty.

　　 At this time, another Wuling Hongguang branded five and six drove up from the hotel parking lot.

　　 Wuling Hongguang parked between a Ferrari and a Bentley. However, no one dared to say that it was shabby.

　　 Outside, several bosses worth more than 100 million yuan all rushed over.

　　 "Lao Dong, are you here?"

　　 "Lao Dong, it's been a long time since I saw you, how have you been?"

　　The one who opened Wuling Hongguang is naturally Lao Dong, Dong Chun.

　　Those big bosses, even though they are expensive, they all care about their fate.

　　 Dong Chun’s medical skills are equivalent to half a life-saving talisman to them. In the entire Jiangbei rich circle, who does not know Dong Chun? Who doesn't favor Dong Chun three-pointers?

　　 Dong Chun got out of the car and smiled at them.

　　 His head is full of silver hair, and now it has several strands of black.

　　 "As far away as you see a large group of you gathered together, I thought it was I who was late."

　　 "If you don't come, Mr. Dong, don't dare to hold this charity party."

　　 Dong Chun smiled, he seemed to be very useful.

　　 Indeed, on this one-third acre of land in Jiangbei, he still has some face.

　　 A large group of people huddled Dong Chun, as if they were cuddling the emperor, and followed him towards the hotel.

　　 At the entrance of the hotel, Ling Fei smiled and said:

　　 "Unexpectedly, this guy is quite pompous."

　　 The security guard smiled contemptuously.

"Nonsense! Who is Mr. Dong? That's one of the few famous doctors in China! Even the gentleman in Yanjing, I have consulted Mr. Dong to see a doctor! By the way, why are you still staying here? Hurry up and get out, be Dong's way, be careful to tear you up and feed the dog."

　　 The voice of the security guard vaguely caught Dong Chun's attention. He glanced at him inadvertently, and suddenly he paused, his eyes widened, and he couldn't say a word.

　　 "Lao Dong, what's wrong with you?"

　　 "Could it be that stinky boy got in the way and swept Ye Dong's interest? Security guard, why don't you get him out?"

　　 There was a person next to Dong Chun, who just yelled these words, and Dong Chun slapped it out without hesitation.

　　 "Asshole thing!"

　　 This scene, let the audience be stunned!

what's going on?

　　 Then, everyone saw Dong Chun trotting all the way to Ling Fei's side, bending over and bowing.

　　 "Master, I'm sorry, these dogs don't have eyes, and they speak insulting ways. My apprentice can't help you!"

　　 He spoke very quickly, and the people next to him did not hear clearly, but the security guard heard clearly, his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

　　 "By the way, sir, why are you here?"

　　 "I came to the party, and he said I didn't have an invitation letter and he wouldn't let me in."

　　 Ling Fei glanced at the security guard, and Dong Chun immediately kicked the security guard's face.

　　 "Blind your dog's eyes! Do you dare to stop my master? It's just looking for death!"

　　 Everyone can hear clearly now, Dong Chun actually calls Ling Fei his master!

　　 "What... what did you hear?"

　　 "I don't know, I seem to be a master!"

　　 "Dong Chun is our top master of Chinese medicine in China! That kid can be Dong Chun's master, what exactly does he do?"

　　 Regardless of the shock of other people, Dong Chun nodded and bowed, and made a gesture of asking for Ling Fei.

　　 "Master, please, your old man."

　　 Ling Fei twitched the corners of his mouth. This Dong Chun, at such an age, is still so capable of being a demon.

　　 But there were too many people watching the excitement outside, and he didn't want to be so concerned, so he walked in slowly with his hands in his pockets.

　　 After he walked in, Dong Chun hurriedly followed.

　　 "Master, you are always slow."

　　 After entering the hotel, Ling Fei rushed to Dong Chun and said:

　　 "Seeing that you are in good spirits and your hair is getting darker. You should have worked hard. But you still can't relax. You have to work hard. Your age is no longer young."

　　 "Yes! The disciple must remember the teacher's teachings."

　　 Ling Fei looked at Dong Chun next to him, bending over and obediently listening, and he was a little speechless.

　　 If this goes on, I am afraid that the people of the whole party will pay special attention to themselves, which is really uncomfortable.

　　 After thinking about it, he said:

　　 "You go ahead and do your job, I'll find a place to sit for a while, and I don't want to cause too much movement."

　　 "Yes! Master, apprentices should go to socialize first. If the master has any needs, please call out at any time."

　　 "Well, you go."