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That night, Song San couldn't wait to enter the hotel's presidential suite. After layers of security checks, he arrived inside the presidential suite.

"Lin Bo, you, as the vanguard of the world master in the East China Sea, have disappeared for several hours today. Do you give me an explanation for this?" Song San said aggressively.

"I just went out to enjoy the snow for a while. What do you need to explain to you a dog?" Lin Bo said lightly.

Song San was furious in an instant. In the Song family, no one would want to have his own name like Lin Bo. Although Song San once had a name, he had forgotten his name since he sold it to the Song family. This destined that all the dogs in the Song family were full of jealousy towards Lin Bo and were eager to let him die.

Every master of the world hopes to see the mutual guesses between the servants. After all, the wealth of the aristocratic family has reached the limit of the world, and the master of the world is not too late to enjoy it. Who would spend his daily energy on a bunch of reports?

Song Qingcong was dependent on Lin Bo, but he was most wary of Lin Bo, so Lin Bo seemed to be under the Song family and above ten thousand people, but in fact, every Song family member around him was Song Qingcong's eyeliner.

"Lin Bo, I have personally reported the losses of the worldly master these days to the worldly master. The worldly master is very dissatisfied with your performance." Song San suddenly changed his tone and looked at Lin Bo and said, "Don't you think you are old and hand over the power in your hands?"

Here comes!

This is exactly what Shen Qiye and Lin Bo hope to see. As long as more Song family dogs are involved and everyone will defeat the situation in the East China Sea, he will escape unscathed, but Lin Bo still pretends to be embarrassed.

"Yes, I'm old, but I'm the person in charge appointed by the Lord of the World. If you lose too much in the business world, how can I explain to the Lord of the World?" Lin Bo said with a embarrassed look on his face.

"Lin Bo, you don't have to worry about this. I will only do better than you. If something really happens, I will apologize to the Lord of the World!" Song San glanced at the shadow and said, "Aren't there a witness in your room?"

Lin Bo Dali coughed twice, then nodded as if he was forced, and Song San returned home with a full load.

"Bo Lin, you shouldn't delegate power to Song San. He has been jealous of you for a long time!" Song Si walked out of the shadow and said, "The witness Song San just mentioned was him."

Lin Bo shook his head and sneered, "Song Si, don't you want to completely control the Song family's dead soldiers!"

Song Si frowned slightly. He felt that Lin Bo was a bit abnormal today. Lin Bo used to be arbitrary and had to report to him in everything. Without him nodding, that would be a transcendence. Why did he think about it today?

"So what if I want it?" Song Si stepped forward and said.

Lin Bo trembled like a terminally ill patient, throwing a satellite phone at Song Si's feet and saying, "If you want it, I'll give it to you!"

Song Si's breathing became rapid in an instant. As long as he took over this satellite phone, all the dead soldiers and eyeliners arranged by the Song family in the East China Sea wanted to be under his jurisdiction. Song Si had longed for this day for too long, and he also had many dissatisfaction with Lin Bo.

In addition to the first time attacking the Bai tribe, Song Si was satisfied, and the attack on the Huang tribe lost more than a dozen dead soldiers of the Song family. On the same day, Song Si proposed to assassinate the patriarchs of the two prominent tribes in Wuhua, Donghai, but was rejected by Lin Bo.

But at this moment, as long as he is willing to pick up the satellite phone, he can fully display his life ambitions and even replace Song San, so how could he not be excited?

"Lin Bo, aren't you kidding me?" Song Si looked at Lin Bo with a suspicious look on his face and said.

Lin Bo coughed hard again and said, "I am ashamed of the Lord of the World in Xinshi. In the afternoon, I accidentally got infected with the cold. I am afraid I will be even more powerless in the next period of time. I cannot delay the Lord of the World's plans because of my selfishness."

Song Si's face was still gloomy and said: "I'll ask the doctor to help you see it."

As the shadow of Song Qingcong putting on Lin Bo, Song Si did not immediately believe Lin Bo's words, but called several calls to confirm Lin Bo's condition first.

Half an hour later, a middle-aged doctor entered Linbo's ward and retreated from the ward until a test procedure was completed.

"Doctor, how is he?" Song Si asked at the door.

"The fever is forty degrees." said the middle-aged doctor.

Song Si was very happy and blurted out, "Will you die?"

Although Song Si said he was loyal to Bo Lin, his loyalty was only to Song Qingcong. Isn’t he the same heart as Song San, and he hoped Bo Lin to die?

The middle-aged doctor said in a daze: "It's just a fever, how can you die? But at the age of the old man, he has a high fever of 40 degrees, and he may have to rest for ten days and half a month."

Song Si immediately rushed into Lin Bo's room and picked up the satellite phone on the ground like a treasure.

"It's finally time for me to show my ambitions. Master, I will definitely prove to you that I am one thousand times stronger than Song Da and Song San!"

When the middle-aged doctor left the hotel, he did not immediately rush back to the hospital, but turned to the Shen family's ancestral home because he was from the Zhao family in Donghai.

In order to get information as soon as possible, Shen Qiye not only let Lin Bo get frozen on the expressway, but also replaced all the doctors on duty in all the hospitals in Donghai to more than a dozen major tribes of Donghai and Wuhua. At this time, only blood relationship is the most reliable.

Zhao Long met a brief encounter with the middle-aged doctor at the door of the Shen family's ancestral home. Zhao Long immediately turned around and ran into the Shen family's ancestral home.

"Qianye, the news has been spread." Zhao Long said panting. When the Zhao family treated Linbo, Linbo had already told him all the next layout of the Song family, and then he conveyed it to Shen Qiye. It was perfect.

However, Shen Qiye's face was not happy at all, because today not only Uncle Chen was infected with wind and cold, but the Shen family's ancestral home had been disrepair for a long time, and Uncle Chen was also infected with wind and cold.

Shen Qiye regarded Uncle Chen as a relative from the bottom of his heart, so when he got sick, he personally took people back to his ancestral home to take care of him.

"Tell me, I'll listen." Shen Qiye said, looking at the inside of the ancestral home with concern.

Zhao Long said: "What Gu Linbo said, he has handed over the business aspect to Song San and the power of the Dead Soldier to Song Si. I have already known all the plans for the next one. What do you think you should do?"

At this time, a middle-aged mother walked out of the ancestral home and said, "Mr. Shen, the doctor came just now and said that Uncle Chen had just suffered some cold and it would be fine after several days of care."

Shen Qiye nodded, and then told his mother to stay in the ancestral home these few days, Xingye took care of Uncle Chen, and then turned to look at Zhao Long.

"The ancestral home has been disrepair for a long time. Because of this heavy snow, it is probably defeated. You will find someone to rest the ancestral home tomorrow." Shen Qiye said with a serious expression.
Chapter completed!