In a large conference room, a group of foreigners are holding a signing ceremony with Minghua Group. Stefanie Liu is busy flipping around Qiao Yun, but Lin Zixian is sitting in the corner of the conference room and looks a little depressed. Qi Shuwu has no pop-up windows

His French translation seems to be useless at all. He used English to join Jiliwa, and Qiao Yun's own English is good. Even Stefanie Liu, a workplace elite, speaks very well, so he doesn't need to join in the fun at all.

If he had known this, he would not have come. It would have been too worthwhile to make such a big noise. He himself couldn't figure out why he followed him by a traitor.

But after thinking about it, I felt relieved. I didn’t get anything after this. At least I knew the hidden dangers of Mikeko.

As for what Mieko said about Sakura's apartment, Iga was supposed to be targeting her, Lin Zixian remained silent on this and did not make any conclusions. Sometimes he even seemed to feel heavy because of this, and seemed a little reluctant to mention this matter again.

Mieko didn't know what he meant. According to what she knew about Lin Zixian, she shouldn't let the tricks behind her back easily. This made Mieko a little suspicious, but she was not a talkative person. She never asked more about things that Lin Zixian didn't want to mention.

A burst of applause sounded, pulling Lin Zixian back from his thoughts. Lin Zixian looked up and found that the signing of the contract was over. Both sides were applauding and celebrating. He also stood up and slapped twice in a boring manner.

At this time, a ceremonial lady brought champagne, and both the guests raised their glasses one after another. Qiao Yunguang, who was cold and noble and beautiful, could shine in, and naturally became the focus of everyone. She kept clinking glasses in the group, and her eyes were often looking at Lin Zixian, who was absent-minded in the corner.

After the signing ceremony, everyone naturally parted. Most of the employees of Minghua Group's Vancouver were all here, and Qiao Yun drove away with only a few followers.

Lin Zixian, who was sitting next to Qiao Yun, couldn't help asking: "When will you return to China?"

Stefanie Liu in the passenger seat looked back and didn't dare to say anything.

"Mingyao." Qiao Yun said coldly.

Lin Zixian looked out the car window and found that it was not the way back to his residence. He asked again: "Where are we going?"

This time he was in trouble and answered, but the car stopped shortly after. Lin Zixian was stunned and found that it was the hotel where the troubled people were yesterday. He was immediately confused about what it meant.

After getting off the car, Lin Zixian showed inquiring eyes at Stefanie Liu.

The general manager was in front of him, and Stefanie Liu quietly stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to speak.

The hotel owner Hawke had already stood at the door to greet him. He also welcomed him with a staff entrant who had arrived in Minghua Group.

The worker pointed at Qiao Yunyi who got off the car and gave an introduction. Hawke hurriedly walked over and reached out and smiled, "Hello, Mr. Qiao."

Hawke was happy and a little puzzled. He was worried that the hotel business would be in a slump yesterday, but he didn't expect to receive a letter of intent from Minghua Group to acquire the hotel early in the morning. He had read the letter of intent and found that the acquisition conditions were very generous, but the additional conditions made him a little puzzled, that was, the signed T-shirt would be handed over together.

Qiao Yun gently put his palms on the other party and then took them back, and walked towards the deserted hotel together.

Hawke's eyes swept to Lin Zixian who followed him, and the expression on his face twitched, and the look of horror in his eyes had not faded. But he became even more confused. The signing of the T-shirt is here, why did Minghua Group ask for that T-shirt?

Lin Zixian was not interested in talking about business in front of him. When he came to the hotel conference room, he looked at the contract text to discuss one by one, and immediately turned around and went to the restaurant and bar alone.

He found that there was not even a waiter in the restaurant. He turned to the counter and poured wine and drank slowly. He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. He thought there was news.

As expected, the TV news was broadcasting about the unrest in the hotel. The hotel owner Hawke and the police station entered the camera and insisted that last night was just an anti-terrorism exercise.

The official Vancouver subsequently explained that the reason for this exercise was to improve the people's anti-terrorism emergency response capabilities.

Anyway, it’s full of nonsense, even the most democratic country is like this.

"Nonsense!" Lin Zixian turned off the TV casually, took out the vibrating phone in his pocket and looked at it, answering the channel: "I think it must be good news."

Miller on the other end of the phone sighed: "Those ninjas are not as good as ordinary people, and their whereabouts cannot be confirmed. However, you can pay attention to something. The Vancouver branch of Japan Takeshita Co., Ltd. recently received a tour group from the headquarters."

Lin Zixian snorted and said coldly: "I understand."

When Miller heard this, he was curious and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I should ask you this." Lin Zixian lit a cigarette and asked back, "What do you think should you do?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Miller said in confusion.

"Of course it has something to do with you. This is your territory. If something happens, you don't find a way to solve it. Do you still need me to solve it for you?" Lin Zixian said carelessly.

Miller almost confused him, but he quickly realized that he had helped him with his feelings for a long time, and it became his own business. How could this be said? He chuckled and said, "Caesar, what do you want to do?"

Lin Zixian listened to the phone, but his eyes stared at the three sneaky figures outside the glass window. He found that it was Selena and the three guys peeping at him. So he waved to the three of them and signaled them to come in, but said to the microphone: "Prepare things for me."

Miller chuckled, "If you need to contact Smith directly."

After saying that, I pressed the phone and there was nothing to say between the two.

Smith, who was standing by, took the phone and put it in his pocket, walked on the mountain path in a wheelchair, and asked, "Sir, you don't seem to like foreigners to make trouble in your own country. Caesar is sometimes a lunatic, and the noise caused is not small."

The implication is, why do you want to make trouble for Caesar?

"I do not like to make trouble in my country, so I hate those cockroach ninjas who hide in dark corners to make trouble." Miller couldn't help laughing after anger, "Caesar's crazy man has a bigger head and can shelter from the wind and rain than we do."

Smith nodded and said nothing, but looked at the boss's legs. If he remembered correctly, the boss's legs were interrupted by Caesar.

Lin Zixian, behind the hotel bar, stared at the three guys standing in a row standing opposite him with a wine glass, and asked lightly: "Why follow me?"

Three people looked at each other, and Serena, who had the conditions to be premature, stood up, deliberately showed off her chest and smiled and said, "We want to ask you, if you need an assistant, you might as well consider us."

"Want to be my assistant?" Lin Zixian's mouth felt a touch of playfulness, and he played with the wine glass with both hands. His fingers 'Dangdang' banged' and raised his eyebrows and said, "Why? Just because you are the three musketeers of Paris?"

"Hi!" Nigami Pierre patted the bar and said unhappy: "We are not shit. You may not have heard of us, but..."

Before he finished speaking, a silver light flashed in Lin Zixian's hand, and a fruit knife inserted into Pierre's mouth. The blade pried his upper palate and pulled his head over with his upper teeth. The move was so fierce and accurate. He immediately saw blood flowing out along the fruit knife, which had already penetrated the upper palate and almost cut off his tongue.

Pierre's face turned pale, his tongue against the cold metal knife face, opened his mouth and dared not move, and he couldn't speak, and looked frightened.

Lin Zixian pulled his knife and inserted it directly into the bar. He saw the blade inserted between Pierre's five fingers. The handle was still buzzing and trembling. Half of it penetrated deep into the table. As long as it was a little higher, Pierre's finger would probably be broken.

When he patted the bar, his dark palms retracted bit by bit. Pierre was so scared that his legs were weak, and he found that he had no ability to resist at all. Serena and Louis' breathing slowed down a lot, and he could not avoid it even when he asked about the speed of the other party's attack.

"Don't admit that you are shit?" Lin Zixian shook with a wine glass, glanced at Sanji and said, "Are you qualified to enter the 'underground paradise' and 'underground pyramids'? If so, I can consider letting you three be my assistants."

Sanji looked a little embarrassed. These two places are just legends for them for the time being. It is said that one is in the deep sea and the other is underground. Only those who truly establish their own status in the underground world are qualified to enter.

They didn't even know where these two places were, and where did they get the qualifications to go to those two places. To put it bluntly, they wanted to follow Lin Zixian, and they also wanted to benefit from the two legendary places to open their eyes.

After being hit by the weak point, Sanjin felt that he was indeed not qualified. It was easy to find an assistant who was stronger than them with his reputation, so he turned around and left silently.

Lin Zixian took a sip of wine and suddenly said lightly: "If you want to be my assistant, you must go through strict tests."

As soon as these words came out, Sanjin, who had walked to the restaurant door, stopped at the same time. After looking at each other, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he immediately turned around and ran back to the bar. Serena, the only one in Sanjin who had never suffered from Lin Zixian, said excitedly: "We are willing to take the test!"

Without even asking about any test, he agreed with great promise. Louis and Pierre also nodded repeatedly.

Outside the restaurant, Minghua Group and his group passed by, and the hotel owner Hawke was with Qiao Yun, smiling. Lin Zixian turned his head and glanced. It was estimated that the negotiations were over. He took out the paper and pen from the bar, "Leave your contact number and wait for me to notify you."

Serena quickly left a phone number. Lin Zixian picked up the card and looked in his pocket. He threw it down and walked out of the restaurant quickly, catching up with Minghua Group and joining.

(To be continued)

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