Chapter 85, 39th Senior Member

The inner courtyard of the Green Island Shanlan Club is not exaggerated at all. Lin Feng followed Wang Bo and felt the tranquility around him. There was the smell of wine in the air, and there seemed to be vague and soothing music, but the sound of the music was extremely small. If you don't listen carefully, you can't listen to it. In the whole courtyard, there is an unnatural feeling of relaxation. If the mind is not firm, it is easy to be infected by this atmosphere, just like a drug addict forgetting the troubles of the world and immersed in a fantasy world. Lin Feng felt the differences around him and was vigilant.

Entering the small door, facing a three-story building, but it was obvious that there was no small building inside.

"What's going on?" Lin Feng wondered, is it hard to say that it is because the existence of lanterns blocking the view outside? However, this is obviously not true, and no matter how many lanterns there are, it is impossible to block the view. Increasingly, Lin Feng began to be curious about this mysterious club.

The ground was covered with a red carpet that went straight to the small building. Lin Feng stepped on the carpet, soft, without the kind of bundle outside, and there were no groups of wine friends gathered together to chat and fart on both sides of the path.

The small building is an American-like building. The whole building is like the White House. Under the light, the whole building emits a faint fluorescence. The door is embedded in the semi-cylindrical body and is brightly lit through the glass door.

Following Uncle Wang into the small building, his eyes were cheerful, and the light inside gently shone on his body, which was not dazzling at all. And looking around, there is no light bulb on the first floor, and the light is all emitted by the wall. This place is Song Yuandong's first visit. He is extremely surprised and curious about the decoration inside. It is also slightly stunned for Lin Feng. He has seen this style of decoration and has been there when he was on a mission in Italy.

The whole hall is 500 square meters, which is empty. There is a mermaid statue facing the gate. Two fountains sprayed out from the head of the mermaid, like the two beards of a fish. On the back wall is a huge canvas. There are two round glass tables on both sides of the door, and one is placed next to each table. Multi-person sofa and two single sofas. There is a small door at the end of a depression.

"Mr. Lin, please go up to the second floor." Wang Bo led Lin Feng to the entrance of the stairs, took an invitation to Lin Feng and said.

Lin Feng looked at Wang Bo, turned his head and nodded to Song Yuandong, which was obvious. It was a place for higher-level people to go, and they were not allowed to go up.

Song Yuandong nodded to show that Lin Feng was a man walking up the marble white ring staircase, while Song Yuandong followed Wang Bo to the small door that was not obvious in the depression.

"Haha----Mr. Lin, you are finally here." When he came to the second floor, Lin Feng pushed open a door, and a heat wave came to him in an instant, followed by a familiar figure who stopped Lin Feng and said enthusiastically when Lin Feng was not paying attention.

Hearing the man's words, the lively hall turned its eyes to the stranger.

Lin Feng saw that so many people were wearing decent dresses, and he was the only one wearing a sportswear in a low profile.

also made him sigh that after such a long period of twists and turns, he finally came to a place with someone. Looking at the person holding him, he was stunned for a long time to remember who the latter was. This person was Lieutenant Wu Chengbin, who followed the ship to deliver goods. Looking at his cheerful appearance, he obviously drank a lot of wine and looked at the whole hall, as if only the two of them were different.

Lin Feng wears a navy blue sportswear, while Wu Chengbin wears a black Vietnamese military uniform. Looking at Wu Chengbin's appearance, Lin Feng was secretly shocked. This man was also bold and dared to play in military rotation. He was not very bold.

"Hehe-----" At this time, Cheng Zhiyuan came to Lin Feng with two goblet glasses, handed Lin Feng a cup, and said with a smile, "You let us wait for a long time."

Lin Feng took the glass, gently touched the latter, made a "ding" sound, and responded with a smile, "This place is easy for me to find."

"Mainly security." Cheng Zhiyuan said with a smile. At this time, Shen Kun also came out of the crowd, walked to Lin Feng, and nodded to Lin Feng with a goblet, but did not say anything or clink the glass. Cheng Zhiyuan is their boss. Their boss clinks glasses with others to show friendship and equality. They can't clink glasses with others if they are inferior. In that case, they can only say that they want to exceed their power.

Lin Feng understood the meaning inside, nodded back and smiled.

All the hundreds of people present watched the stranger who had just entered the hall and was suddenly surrounded by several top-class people, toasting, clinking glasses and greeting, which also made them extremely curious about Lin Feng. The only shortcoming of Chinese people is that they are too curious, and often some people's bad luck and other things happen to their curiosity about things.

Looking at Cheng Zhiyuan and Shen Kun coming over, another person came out of the crowd. With a fat figure and a size of 1.7 meters, the whole person became olive-shaped. When he walked, he would feel that the ground was slightly shaken. His face was ruddy and his belly came to Lin Feng. Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the people and introduced them with a smile. "Let me introduce that this is our friendly partner and our new brother, Lin Feng. This is Mr. Yamamoto Jiro, the second head of the Green Island Yamalan Club.

"Yamamoto Jiro? Japanese?" Hearing the name, people had to suspect that he was Japanese. And for Chinese people, there will be a different thought when they hear the names of the Japanese, that is, to pull them to the ring, face people all over the world, beat them into pig heads, and then throw them into the water to let them float freely. If there are women, they will throw them to ** and tear all their clothes like beasts. , torture them happily, listen to their painful voices, and enjoy their promiscuous bodies.

"Hello, Lin Fengjun, I'm Yamamoto Jiro. I've been looking forward to your name for a long time. Please give me more advice." Yamamoto Jiro bowed to Lin Feng, which made Lin Feng very useful. I have to say that the Yamato nation is a country with strong etiquette.

"You can give advice at any time." Lin Feng smiled faintly.

"This way, please."

"Hehe--I'm just talking. I haven't invited Mr. Lin to sit inside yet. Please forgive me for my mistake." Even if he apologized, Cheng Zhiyuan looked high. He spoke slowly, leisurely and rhythmically, which made Lin Feng unreachable and envious. How did he do it?

Everyone looked at Lin Feng, who followed Yamamoto Jiro, and became more and more curious about the identity of the latter. Even the second head of the Green Island Shanlan Club were the people who came out to greet him. How could they not be curious?

When he came inside, Yamamoto Jiro lowered his head and said something to a waiter beside him. The waiter answered, looked at Lin Feng, and hurried away.

Lin Feng makes his eyes very unaccustomed, and the south side will make people suspicious. There is nothing we can do about the people of the Yamato nation. We have to be confused about every move of their actions, as if they are not born to be good people.

Everyone gathered around a large round table and raised their glasses. Yamamoto Jiro said, "Brothers," and then the hall suddenly calmed down, stopped talking, turned to look at the latter, waiting for what the latter wanted to say.

Yamamoto Jiro was very satisfied and continued, "Today, I added a new member of the Green Island Shanlan Club, and it is the 39th senior member authorized by our club for free. It is the honor of our club and everyone's honor. His name is Lin Feng."

"Wang--" Yamamoto Jiro's voice had just fallen, and the sound of exclamation and ** suddenly came from the hall.

At this time, the hurried waiter came over with a small exquisite box and handed it to Yamamoto. Yamamoto Jiro opened the box in his hand, took out a golden card with Lin Feng's sketch head in the box, and said loudly, "Now, I will hand this membership card to our green. In the hands of the 39th senior member of Shimayamalan Club.

Lin Feng took the card in the latter's hand and looked at the avatar on the card. Lin Feng had to admire their technical strength. Perhaps it was the waiter's handsome and natural avatar on the card just now, and printed a string of protruding numbers in the lower right corner of the card: No:1000039.