After the press conference, Zhao Yongqi, who returned to his room, stretched as soon as he entered the door.

"Ahhh, it's finally over." Zhao Yongqi, who threw himself into the soft sofa, said to Zi Ye who had just sat down with a smile: "Sister Ye Zi, I'll leave the rest to you."

"Don't worry, it's estimated that the guy will call you within two or three days." Zi Ye nodded confidently.

Just when Zhao Yongqi was about to say something, a bunch of people poured into the door. Cheng He and more than ten people arrived, making the small living room look like they were stuffed with canned sardines.

"Oh, Brother Xiao Qi, you look like you are in a good mood!" Cheng He sat next to Zhao Yongqi and patted his shoulder with a smile.

"If you don't steal my sofa, I will be in a better mood." Zhao Yongqi, who had no choice but to move his position, gave Cheng He a conspicuous middle finger to express his dissatisfaction with him. Unfortunately, this kind of attack has no effect on the face that can take off and land for Cheng He.

"Frog Oppa, let's go and play." The little girl who failed to compete with Meng Zhi for the sofa, turned her beautiful eyes and jumped directly to Zhao Yongqi's legs, pulled his crooked body, and smiled sweetly on her face.

"Ji-eun, do you think you are still seven years old! Come down quickly!" Unable to see, Yun Zhi grabbed Lee Ji-eun's delicate arm, as if he was protecting his own cake, so that the little girl could take advantage of the opportunity.

"No, it's great to sit here, it's very comfortable." He simply stopped kneeling and placed his buttocks on Zhao Yongqi's thighs, wrapped his little girl like an octopus, hugged her strong arms hard, resisting the strange power that came to Chaozhi.

Seeing that the little girl's arm was about to be torn off by Wan Zhi, Zhao Yongqi rubbed Lee Ji-eun's little head pamperedly, and smiled and said to Wan Zhi: "Ji Hyo, forget it, let her sit."

Since Zhao Yongqi spoke, Meng Zhi could only relax. This made Li Zhien so proud that he made Mike face at Meng Zhi with his little tongue, which almost made her angry and pounced on her again.

Looking at the people in front of him, Zhao Yongqi also felt that it was not a big deal to stuff here. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon. He hadn't eaten much at noon and was just hungry. So he simply proposed to go out for dinner together. This proposal was naturally unanimously agreed by everyone. After all, almost everyone was here. In addition to Wang Fang who was taking care of Baoer at home, the man was led by Zhao Yongqi, including Cheng He, Deng Chao, Li Chen, Lin Xin, Li Guangzhu, Lu Hao, Xu Rong, etc. The goddesses included Feifei, Meng Zhi, Zhien, Da Mumu, Xiao Baozi, Ziye, Niangniang, Shuangshuang, etc., and there were eight people. More than a dozen people were stuffed in a room, and no one would feel comfortable.

Soon, Zi Ye contacted a hotel and asked everyone's entourage to arrange vehicles in the underground parking lot. The group went downstairs and went straight to the parking lot.

"Brother Chao, Brother He, Brother Chen, do you think it's like a young and dandy now?" Walking in the parking lot, Zhao Yongqi looked back at almost everyone wearing sunglasses, and they each brought more or less bodyguards with at least thirty people, and couldn't help but laugh.

Touching his chin, Cheng He nodded and smiled and said, "Not mentioning it, I really feel that way."

"Nonsense." Feifei shook his little head and said, "There are not so many girls among the young and dandy."

"Oh, Feifei, you don't understand it now." Cheng He said with a sloppy smile: "Apart from Liying, everyone here is a fighting goddess. We don't regard you as women at all."

As soon as Cheng He finished speaking, Zhao Yongqi, Deng Chao and others looked at each other, immediately took two steps back, and widened the distance between him.

"You..." Cheng He, who felt something was wrong, had not finished speaking, but Shuangshuang directly grabbed his arm. Then, a group of full-level combat goddesses immediately surrounded him. In addition to the little buns that covered his mouth and giggled, Yang Mu, who usually pretended to be a lady, couldn't help but smile and rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the encirclement.

Looking at Cheng He who was surrounded by a bunch of girls and could only hold his head and wail, Li Guangzhu swallowed and said foolishly: "This is really a fighting goddess!"

"Who is not good to provoke them, but they just provoke them. Alas..." Li Chen shook his head and shook the muscles on his hands. "I have been practicing muscle for a year and dare not provoke them. He He just asked for it."

"Brother Chen, Brother Chao." Zhao Yongqi, who was very excited to look on the shoulders of the two of them, smiled and pouted and pointed at Cheng He, "Don't you notice that Brother He's scream sounds very **. I guess, Brother He was planning, and his attributes exploded, so he specially found a chance to get beaten."

"Zhao Yongqi! I won't let you go!" Cheng He, who was surrounded by the circle, heard these words clearly and immediately shouted loudly at the top of his voice, which made everyone laugh.

...

In Shanghai, at night, a Cadillac appeared in this remote corner with a dazzling high beam on a sparsely populated path in Pudong District.

Soon, the black car drove to the end of the trail, at the entrance of a semi-aborized factory building.

In the lights, a thin man was holding a cigarette in his mouth and staring at the vehicle coming from the form with a blank expression.

With the slight sound of brakes, the car stopped smoothly, the door on one side of the driver's seat opened, and a tall female figure appeared in the shadow.

"You are very punctual." The man spitted out half of the cigarette on his mouth, raised his arm to look at the time, and said with a blank expression: "Your Madam Sakcd, I wonder what the big business you are talking about?"

That’s right, the woman who came alone was Kim Soo-young who had just arrived in China.

Kim Sooyoung, who was wearing the usual standard professional women's outfit and holding a password suitcase in her hand, walked slowly to the front cover of the car, without saying anything, and placed the password box in her hand on the front cover.

After a light click, stacks of neatly arranged hundred-dollar bills appeared in the man's sight in the open password box.

After scanning the code box from a distance, the man said coldly as if he saw a pile of cabbages: "Money is a good thing, but not anything can be earned. Tell me your purpose, Kim Soo-young."

"Hey..." With a gentle sigh, Kim Soo-young took off the golden silk-edged glasses that were placed on the exquisite nose bridge and used as decoration, and said as if he was talking to himself: "What's wrong with dying in happiness with money? Why do people always like to struggle?"

Hearing Kim Soo-young's words, the man felt no surprise at all. He slowly raised his hand and touched his back. He said slowly: "Sure enough, is it the Devourer?"

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Chapter completed!