Tang Ruoxue lowered her head and took a sip of lemonade: "How do you say it?"
Seeing that Tang Ruoxue was moved by him, Ling Tianyang hurriedly struck while the iron was hot:
"Zha Long is the war commander who commands a hundred thousand soldiers, and now he suppresses the Iron Lady."
"When the Iron Lady dies in the next two days and clean up all the relatives, Zha Long will become the most powerful minister in Pakistan."
"One person is inferior to ten thousand people."
"If the king falls into a coma or has an accident, then Zhalong will be the second Dorgon."
"No matter what, Zhalong is a man who can cover the sky with one hand and dominate his family."
"Such a big shot definitely doesn't want to be burdened with favors, otherwise there will always be a knot in his heart."
"Mr. Tang is War Commander Zha Long's savior. If you don't let War Commander Zha Long return this favor, I won't even dare to see you, let alone sleep peacefully."
"Every time I see you, I will be reminded in my heart that this is my savior. How can War Commander Zha Long bear this?"
"So just let Warmaster Zhalong return the favor as quickly as possible."
"We can gain huge benefits, and Zhalong can feel completely at ease, killing two birds with one stone."
Ling Tianyang used the eloquence of a barrister and tried his best to lure Tang Ruoxue to the banquet.
Tang Ruoxue nodded slightly when she heard this, apparently moved by Ling Tianyang:
"What you said makes sense. Some favors cannot be owed to the other party forever."
"Okay, so that Zhalong won't have any psychological burden, and for the sake of my friendship with him, I will give him a chance."
She said calmly: "Tell Special Envoy Zalong to wait for me for fifteen minutes and I will go to the banquet tonight."
"clear!"
Ling Tianyang happily agreed: "I'll make arrangements right away."
Half an hour later, Tang Ruoxue walked out of the hotel after taking a shower and changing clothes.
There were already three cars with Foreign Legion signs parked at the door.
A white stretch Lincoln and two bulletproof jeeps.
The lengthened Lincoln City bears the title of Warmaster Zhalong that Tang Ruoxue had seen before.
A special envoy named Zalong with a Chinese character and eight foreign women waited respectfully.
Seeing Tang Ruoxue appear, the Chinese-character-faced Special Envoy Zhalong quickly stepped forward to greet:
"Ms. Tang, good evening."
"Warmaster Zhalong is waiting, please get in the car."
He waved his hand politely towards the white Lincoln.
Tang Ruoxue nodded slightly and walked towards the Lincoln car with Ling Tianyang.
But halfway through, she stopped again, turned around and headed towards the Tang's motorcade:
"Although your car is luxurious, I still prefer to ride in my own car."
"Now that you're familiar with it, get used to sitting down."
Tang Ruoxue tilted her head slightly towards the special envoy with a Chinese character face: "You guys can lead the way."
The special envoy with the Chinese character face looked hesitant and said: "Mr. Tang, the war commander said that you are a distinguished guest, and it will be more honorable to ride in the Lincoln..."
Tang Ruoxue didn't have much expression on her face and responded noncommittally:
"Face is earned by oneself, not given by others."
"And I, Tang Ruoxue, no longer need to use luxury cars to show off myself."
She added: "I'd better take my own car."
The special envoy with the Chinese character face exhaled a long breath, took a step forward and smiled bitterly:
"Mr. Tang, the war commander said that you must be treated like a VIP. If you don't take the war commander's car there, the war commander will punish us."
"The War Commander is kind to Tang Zonghui, but he treats us like a mountain of military orders."
He begged aloud: "I hope Mr. Tang can understand us."
Ling Tianyang also echoed: "Mr. Tang, forget it, don't embarrass these big soldiers, they won't have it easy either."
Tang Ruoxue thought for a while and finally nodded:
"All right!"
She got into the white Lincoln car with Ling Tianyang.
Suddenly, Tang Ruoxue remembered something: "Where is Warmaster Zhalong hosting a banquet?"
The special envoy with the Chinese character face said hurriedly and respectfully: "In a secret manor under the War Commander."
"For the safety of Mr. Tang, the war commander asked me not to mention the name of the manor, so as not to cause trouble for Mr. Tang."
He lowered his head slightly: "But don't worry, the journey only takes thirty minutes."
Tang Ruoxue waved her finger: "Let's go."
"Walk!"
The special envoy with a Chinese character got into his Lincoln and drove out of the hotel parking lot himself.
Tang's bodyguard also started his car and followed closely.
"boom!"
Five minutes after the car drove out, a thunder sounded in the sky.
Raindrops finally fell from the sky that had been gloomy for many days.
The rain pattered against the car window, making it difficult to distinguish anything.
With limited vision, the special envoy with the Chinese character face and all the drivers drove very slowly.
It was neither slow nor fast, no waves visible, and no suddenness, but this calmness made Tang Ruoxue narrow her eyes.
Afterwards, her mood became inexplicably irritable, and she always felt that something was unfinished.
Soon, she slapped her head, took out her mobile phone and called up Ye Fan's name.
She originally wanted to be out of sight and out of mind with Ye Fan, but her style of doing things finally made her call back.
In any case, she didn't receive Ye Fan's call, so she should politely reply.
The phone beeped a few times and then someone answered the call.
Tang Ruoxue's tone was indifferent: "Ye Fan, why did you call me?"
There was no Ye Fan's voice on the other end of the phone, but Song Hongyan's sweet smile and her son's joyful cry.
It seemed like I was having a lot of fun.
When Tang Ruoxue's heart sank, Song Hongyan smiled from the other end of the phone:
"Mr. Tang, are you looking for Mark?"
"He ran to take a shower a minute ago and left his phone in the hall."
"What do you want from Mark?"
Song Hongyan asked: "Do you want me to tell you something? Or can you call back in ten minutes?"
Tang Ruoxue slightly clenched her fists, but suppressed the grievance in her heart:
"What a coincidence? Have you gone to take a shower?"
"Is it possible that I didn't receive his call just now? He was criticized a few times by Ling Tianyang and he was feeling emotional and deliberately didn't answer my call?"
Tang Ruoxue's tone was cold: "Tell Mark, don't be angry like a child..."
"Mr. Tang, Ye Fan really went to take a shower."
Song Hongyan smiled lightly: "He was changing Wangfan's pants just now, and Wangfan peed on his face."
"He felt wet and uncomfortable, so he left his phone and went to take a shower."
To be continued...