In the fine dining restaurant—

"And I!" A voice came from the door.

Hearing the sound, Alach was furious. You know, for the sake of the negotiations tonight, he had booked the entire restaurant - but now, someone rushed in, what did the bastards in the door make for?

Victor is the person in charge of this important dinner tonight.

Victor never expected someone to suddenly break in - you know, he did a good job and told people outside not to let anyone in, but now...

Victor looked embarrassed and said to Saiklau beside him: "Dear Saiklau, please come and take a look."

Saiklau was a rough mind and didn't think so much. He got up and walked over to check it out.

But before he could walk over, he saw a man coming from the door, with a tall figure and a chic posture.

Wait for the person to see clearly—

"Why are you?" Saiklau looked surprised.

"Yes, why are you?" Victor also opened his mouth wide.

"Song Zhichao, is it you?" Alach saw the person clearly, looking like a dog - no wonder he felt that his voice was very familiar just now, it turned out that it was really this guy.

I only saw him this morning, but I didn’t expect to see him again now. This Song Zhichao is really unfair!

Compared to the horror of the three Arach and his son, Anglev seemed very calm. He bit the cigar and waved to Song Zhichao: "Hi, dear Song, I'm here!"

Song Zhichao also greeted him: "Hello, old friend!"

Old friend?

Do they know?

This thought arose in Alach's mind.

But Victor asked Song Zhichao directly: "How did you come in?"

Song Zhichao shrugged: "Oh, I almost forgot that you booked this restaurant, so I told them that I am the guest you invited."

Victor: "…"

This is OK?

As if he heard Victor's voice, Song Zhichao laughed and said, "Of course this is not possible - so I forced myself into it... There are many people, which is easy to do, especially the people I brought are all very tough."

Now Victor understood it. It turned out that he knocked down the person he arranged at the door and broke in - so arrogant!

After hearing this, the first thing that could not stand was the big boss Sai Klao. Sai Klao was impulsive and wanted to pounce on Song Zhichao. At this time, a lion-like man stood in front of him.

Saiklau stared at the person who came.

The man also stared at him and refused to give in to each other.

"Okay, Ajin, have you not had enough fun just now? We are guests, so you must be polite." Song Zhichao said with a smile.

After hearing what Song Zhichao said, the man named A Jin licked his fist fiercely - his fist was stained with blood, needless to say, it was contaminated when he killed the guards at the door just now.

"Secrow, you're back too!" This time the person who spoke was Alach.

Saiklau had a ferocious face. He wanted to fight with this crazy guy named "A Jin", but he had to obey his father's words, so he could only glar at A Jin fiercely like a murderous look, then retreated in disappointment and sat down again, but his eyes never left A Jin - his eyes full of hostility and murderous intent were staring at the other party.

Song Zhichao didn't care about the situation in front of him, and took off his black windbreaker stained with snow. Damn it, it started snowing outside again. Song Zhichao hated such weather. If possible, he would rather stay in the hotel room and sleep around the wall-mounted stove.

Song Zhichao handed the windbreaker he took off to A Jin beside him.

Ajin folded the windbreaker, put it on the forearm of his left hand and put it away, and then stood respectfully behind Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao took off his windbreaker and looked particularly refreshing and neat. He smiled and walked to the dining table, hooked a chair with his feet, sat down without any invitation, then looked at Alach and others, and said, "Sorry, I didn't disturb you, right?"

Alach smiled, "No, how could it be - we are quite destined to be. We just met in the morning, and now we meet again."

"It's true - the thing I like to do the most is to intercept the hulu...just hunting, and the same goes for business."

"Oh, can you say that Mr. Song is also interested in this volume of drawings?"

"It's not that I'm interested, it's very interested!" Song Zhichao picked up an unused fork, and casually forked a piece of Hami melon, put it to his mouth and took a bite, and then said: "After all, everyone thinks that the money is too much, and no one can't get over it, right?"

"Hahaha! It looks like you have a good appetite!" Alach had something in his words.

"Each of each other!" Song Zhichao smiled, "What's more, Comrade Anglev and I are still old acquaintances - it's good, so of course he will think of me!"

Alach: "…"

His son Victor hurriedly possessed himself and whispered in his ear, saying that Anglev had once had a exchange business with a Chinese man named Song, and used airplanes to exchange Chinese daily necessities, and made great contributions to this - it is very likely that the Chinese man was Song Zhichao.

Alach was not a brainless person either. He immediately thought about it and understood. He couldn't help but look at Anglev and then at Song Zhichao.

"No need to guess, dear Lord Alach, he is the Chinese who is engaged in the exchange business with me - dear Song!" Anglev said bluntly and straightforwardly.

"Hahaha! It turns out that you are really old friends - no wonder you are so confident, dear Anglev." Alach said sarcastically.

"Of course you have to consider your good friends first when doing business, let alone your dear Song can afford the price." Anglev looked like he was profit-oriented.

Alach contempts, "It's just a billion dollars - he can give it, I can give it too!"

"Haha, sorry, it was one billion just now, but now it has changed - it is one billion!" Anglev said with another slap.

"What?" Alach said in surprise.

"Damn it, start the price?" Victor said angrily.

"Hmph, a greedy guy, believe it or not, I'll peel you off!" Saiklau threatened.

Looking at the angry father and son, Anglev gently crushed the cigar in the ashtray like nothing happened. Then he looked up and said, "Good goods are not afraid of high prices!" He turned to Song Zhichao and looked at him: "Dear, 1.5 billion, do you want it?"

Song Zhichao used his dining fork to accurately pierce a purple grape, and put it on his lips: "It's so sweet - I want it!"

Seeing Song Zhichao and Anglev making a deal as if no one was around, Alach could no longer help it and burst out from his seat and said, "Do you really think I don't exist?" Then he pointed at Song Zhichao's nose and said, "You, even if you really swallowed it - I want you to spit it out!"

"Oh, is it? Meet your request!" Song Zhichao opened his mouth, spit out a grape seed, spit it on the plate, and handed it to Alah, saying, "Give it to you!"

Alach: "…"

This time, he was completely angered by Song Zhichao's contemptuous provocation.
Chapter completed!