Chapter 223: Return of the King (20)

"Have you seen it." Jiang Ye led Chuzheng standing in a little corner and pointed in a direction.
There were three people sitting over there, and the people around were far away from there, forming a vacuum zone.
"The person you are looking for should be him." Jiang Ye said, "I'll help you find out. His name is Qi Feng, a well-known middleman on the road."
This person only matches the bridge, and doesn't touch the rest.
But this kind of people has a vast network of resources.
What Chu Zheng was looking for was the man sitting in the middle.
Looks very elegant, wearing gold glasses, just like a professor in a classroom.
"Mr. Yin." Chu Zheng said suddenly.
Jiang Ye looked in Chuzheng's direction, and the man turned his head stiffly.
Seeing the person who called himself, he was really as I thought, and there was a little fear in his eyes.
He hesitated and stepped forward: "Miss Chu Zheng."
"Mr. Yin, do me a favor."
"..."
Yin Hong saw that he was standing very close to Chu Zheng, which could be said to be an ambiguous Jiang Ye.
Drumming straight from the bottom of my heart.
What does she want herself to do?
He shouldn't be greedy for what Shengmin left behind...
But it was really going to happen again, and Yin Hong felt that he would still go.
Yin Hong suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart: "Ahem...Miss Chu Zheng, please tell me, as long as I can help, I will definitely help."
Jiang Ye didn't say a word about Chu Zheng's work, and leaned beside him carelessly.
Yin Hong felt extremely stressed.
This little boy looks familiar...
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"Mr. Yin, what do you want to talk about with me, can you talk now?"
On the corridor, Qi Feng's tone was obviously a little impatient.
Yin Hong laughed and continued to lead him forward: "Mr. Qi, what I said is quite big, let's go over there, lest anyone overheard."
Qi Feng didn't want to offend these people, even if it was not a bigwig like Yin Hong.
After all, sometimes the more inferior people are, the more shameless they are.
It's not good for him to offend such a villain.
"Ahead, just ahead, we will be here soon."
Qi Feng followed Yin Hong around a corner, just about to speak, but saw someone standing there.
Qi Feng stopped, he raised his hand and pushed down his glasses.
"Mr. Yin, did you lead me here for others?"
Yin Hong laughed twice, then ran away in a hurry.
Go fast, he doesn't want to be cannon fodder.
Qi Feng: "..."
The handsome young man casually leaned against the railing, and his black suit made the young man glamorous.
He raised his eyes casually and casually, and said hello with a faint smile: "Mr. Qi."
Qi Feng put down his hand and inserted it into his trouser pocket: "Mr. Jiang, what can I do for you?"
"It's not that I'm looking for you." The boy stood up straight and made a please gesture: "Please."
Qi Feng looked in that direction.
There are stairs, and up there is the top of the cruise ship.
Jiang Ye turned out to be a guide.
Who on earth wants to see himself?
Qi Feng took a deep breath and went up the stairs.
There should have been people at the top, but now there is no one.
Do not……
There is one person.
She sits in the middle, with a variety of snacks and drinks on the table, and the neon lights outline the little girl's figure clearly and brightly.
She just sits in a simple chair casually, but sits in a throne posture.
Qi Feng stopped at the stairs.
Frowning lightly, that Sheng Chuzheng from the Sheng family?
Jiang Ye yelled carelessly: "Mr. Qi?"
Qi Feng turned around and continued to walk towards Chu Zheng: "Miss Sheng."
Chu Zheng nodded coldly and motioned for him to sit.
Jiang Ye walked to the side of Chu Zheng. He did not sit either, just leaning against her chair, like a dedicated knight, guarding his Royal Highness.
Qi Feng looked around Jiang Ye and Chu Zheng.
How did these two people get together?
Who is Jiang Ye?
The second master of black gold...
It's a bit strange to be a competitor with Shengjia, but standing together at this time.
"Miss Sheng, what can I do?" Qi Feng took a seat very calmly, crossing his hands in front of him.
Chuzheng didn't mean to oblivious: "I want to know who wants to buy my life."
The little girl's eyebrows were cold and her tone was calmer.
Qi Feng couldn't help but look more.
The information in his hand shows that this Miss Sheng is not like this...
Will Sheng Min's disappearance make a person change so much?
People are the most complicated, and Qi Feng is well versed in this truth, so he was just a little surprised and didn't have any unrealistic guesses.
"What is Miss Sheng talking about?" Qi Feng's expression remained unchanged: "How would I know who is going to buy Miss Sheng's life."
Chuzheng put the phone on the table, pushed the tail, and gently applied force.
The phone slides to the opposite side.
Qi Feng held out his hand.
Qi Feng paused for a few seconds, then picked up the phone.
"Get to know."
Qi Feng took a look and put it down: "Miss Sheng, I know him, but what about it? Miss Sheng should know what I do. I know many people."
He pushed the phone back.
"If there is nothing wrong with Miss Sheng, I will leave first."
Chuzheng threw a card: "There are 20 million in it, buy a name."
The card slipped through the air and landed right in front of Qi Feng.
Qi Feng got up and stopped.
He sat back with a three-point smile on his elegant face: "Miss Sheng, you are so generous, but I'm sorry, I can't do this business."
"Fifty million."
Chuzheng took out the second card.
Qi Feng stared at the two cards.
A name of 50 million...What is the situation of Shengjia?
Thinking of the previous Miss Sheng Jia, Shen Hai's last handwriting with hundreds of millions of goods, Qi Feng calmed down inexplicably.
The Sheng family's background is still there, but according to her spending, it is estimated that it will not last long.
"Ms. Sheng, I think you should know that in my business, the most important thing is to keep the customer confidential. What I do is word-of-mouth. If I tell you today, who will look for me in the future?"
Qi Feng smiled and pushed the card back again.
Fifty million is a lot, but it won't let Qi Feng take a risk.
"One hundred million."
"..."
One name, one billion.
It is impossible for Qi Feng to remain unshakable.
"Miss Sheng, this banquet lasts three days, should I have time to think about it?" Qi Feng asked.
"No." Chuzheng refused mercilessly, his delicate eyebrows were full of coldness: "You have two choices, either you collect the money and tell me; or I ask in my own way, which one do you choose?"
Qi Feng: "..."
Isn't it your way to give money?
What is the next method?
Obviously in Chuzheng's cognition, spending money is a method.
Her method is to do it directly.
I won't beep with these people.
A waste of time and tongue.
"Miss Sheng..."
Chu Zheng pressed the countdown on his phone and placed it on the table: "Ten minutes."
Qi Feng: "..."
Jiang Ye took out a gun from nowhere, turned it around in his hand, and said slowly: "Mr. Qi, it's better to have money than to lose your life, right?"
Qi Feng: "..."
Come up and go through a strict inspection, how did he bring the gun up!