Four days later, Hong Kong Island International Airport!

Yazi, dressed in casual clothes, stood in the airport lobby, looking around, as if waiting for someone.

"Chun Li, here and here."

Her eyes turned, locked onto a woman who had just walked out of the airport, and waved her hand and called out loudly.

Chunli, who was dressed in a cheongsam and dressed in beautiful clothes, couldn't help but smile on her face when she saw Yazi.

"Brazi."

Chunli walked over with her suitcase and pulled her back. Yazi opened her hands and hugged Chunli. The lights on the chests of the two hit each other hard, and the group of men around her eyes were straightened.

This is really shocking.

The two of them looked at each other as if no one was around. If Wang Bo was here, he would definitely find a scent of orange in the orange.

Unfortunately, Wang Bo is not here now.

"Yazi, I haven't seen you for a while, your skin seems to have turned white." Chunli seemed to have discovered something surprising and looked up and down at her friends.

Yazi said proudly: "Of course, not only my skin has turned white, but even my skin has become elastic. If not, you can try it."

She put her face over.

Chunli poked Yazi's face with her finger, which felt very soft and elastic, completely different from before.

"Really, how did you do it, Mazi."

"Hmph, this is thanks to Wan Fen. Didn't I tell you on the phone? Wan Fen taught me a special kind of qigong. After practicing, my skin became better and my whole body seemed to be completely renewed."

"Fuck you?" When you mentioned this name, Chunli's face became solemn.

Yazi said to himself, but did not notice Chunli's face, "Don't worry, Chunli, I have made it clear. He promised to impart this kind of qigong to you. Then your skin will definitely be as tender and elastic as me."

"And Ripple Qigong is very magical and has incredible effects. You will know after practicing."

"But you have to promise me that you must not spread this kind of qigong, otherwise..."

"Baizi!"

Chunli suddenly grabbed Yazi's hand.

"What's wrong, Chunli." Yazi was stunned, turned his head to look at Chunli, and couldn't help but be shocked, "Chunli, your face is so terrible."

Chunli said seriously: "Yazi, don't go to the death, that man is very dangerous!"

"Dangerous?" Yazi did not frown. She always felt that her friend seemed to have something in her words, "What happened? Chunli, why do you think life is dangerous? I admit that life is really amazing. One person can defeat more than 40 people without any damage, but he is not a dangerous person."

"No, Yazi, this person who plays with life is more dangerous than you think." Chunli said. "If you have to describe it, this guy is a terrorist who is a hundred times more terrifying than a threatening element."

Yazi couldn't help but be stunned.

When she saw Chunli with a solemn face, she immediately realized that Chunli was not joking with her, "What the hell is going on? Chunli, can you tell me?"

Chunli nodded without any hesitation, "Yes, actually, I came back this time just for this terrorist. At the same time, I also need the full help of your police."

...

Ah snee!

Wang Bo sneezed loudly and couldn't help but rub his nose.

Barbara said with a worried look: "Are you okay, boss."

"I'm fine." Wang Bo shook his head.

The worry on Barbara's face did not slow down, but instead said: "You have sneezed several times. Are you catching a cold? Do you want me to buy medicine?"

"No, I'm really fine." Wang Bo's strong body has long been out of reach for the disease of colds. In fact, most human diseases have nothing to do with Wang Bo now.

Wang Bo has long been invincible for all diseases, or even poisons.

"But you've been spraying all the time..."

"I think someone might be saying bad things about me." Wang Bo explained seriously.

Barbara looked like I didn't know what expression I showed now, and finally nodded seriously, "I know the boss, then I will continue to report."

"Okay, you keep talking."

Wang Bo looked up and down at Barbara and signaled her to continue saying that Barbara was wearing an elegant black women's suit, her long hair was tied up, and her face was covered with light makeup.

Now she looks like an intellectual female secretary, which is completely different from the first time Wang Bo saw that she was the singer in that nightclub.

If anyone sees Barbara now, it will be difficult to associate her with the singing singer.

The saying that people rely on clothes is simply a truth that cannot be broken.

The ancients did not deceive me.

Barbara didn't know what Wang Bo was thinking, but instead said seriously: "I have contacted the top decoration company in Hong Kong and told the company what your boss asked you. After a few days of discussion, the decoration company gave these design drawings and patterns. The boss asked you to check it out."

Wang Bo pointed to several drawings on the table and said, "Those are these ones."

"Yes, boss."

Wang Bo took a few casual glances and put the drawings back, "Tell them that I'm very dissatisfied and asked them to rework. I only gave them three chances. This is the first time, and there are two left. If they can't do it, look for someone else. Remember, what I want is a high-end, atmospheric and high-end coffee shop, which must be high-end, do you understand?"

Barbara nodded and said, "I understand, I will ask them to continue to modify the drawings."

Wang Bo was very satisfied, "Barbara, you are becoming more and more like a secretary now."

Barbara was also helpless, "You know, boss, actually my dream is to hold a concert. I like music, not secretary."

"Then add a piano and a stage in the coffee shop. If you like, you can go and sing."

"Boss, you're so messy."

"What does it mean to do randomly? Have you ever heard of a music cafe?" Wang Bo said seriously.

"I haven't heard of it."

"Then I will tell you now that the so-called music cafe is to enjoy moving music while drinking delicious coffee. Does it sound very stylish?"

Barbara was stunned at first, then thoughtful.

While drinking coffee and listening to music, it seemed... not as bad as I thought.

Barbara was also a little excited to think that she could sing a song in the elegant coffee shop.

"Boss, is this really OK?"
Chapter completed!