Youlan Scented Private Room!

The rich fragrance of tea in the Big Buddha Longjing overflowed with the air around him. The snow-white cat was lazily lying on the chair, sticking out its tongue and licking its snow-white front paws.

I have to admit that this cat named Xue Fei is very cute!

Zhang Moqian took a sip of tea, looked at the cute and cute Concubine Xue, and smiled and said, "Concubine Xue is so cute, she looks delicious."

The woman sitting opposite him frowned and glared at him fiercely.

Today, He Zijing was wearing the same clothes as when Zhang Moqian first met her, with a tight off-shoulder T-shirt, mini skirt, black stockings, and exquisite white high-heeled sandals.

The beauty He Zijing's outfit made Zhang Moqian secretly swallow a lot of saliva.

"Young Master Zhang, I hope you pay attention to your words. I will not allow anyone to hurt Concubine Xue. Remember, it is anyone!" He Zijing said coldly.

"Actually, the cat meat tastes good." Zhang Moqian murmured in a low voice. Of course, Zhang Moqian knew the status of this cat in the heart of a long-legged girl. Once, for this cat, the long-legged girl, ignored her life safety, so foodie Zhang Moqian didn't have the courage to attack Concubine Xue!

"Mr. Zhang, I want to say congratulations to you!" He Zijing narrowed Qiu Shui's eyes and said.

"Why are you happy?" Zhang Moqian raised his eyebrows.

"Now, the forces under Zhao Dongqiang are all absorbed by you. In the entire Kunming, Feng Sanshun and Jinhong occupy a small part of the territory, and other territory are under your control." He Zijing said: "You are the number one person in the underground world of Queensland. Also, because of you, many corrupt officials in Queensland have been dismissed, including Liu Jiancong, a member of the provincial party committee. You have done good things for the people and found power for yourself. Shouldn't Zijing congratulate you, Mr. Zhang?"

"This is thanks to Miss He's help!" Zhang Moqian said with a smile.

"Oh? Mr. Zhang still remembers Zijing?" He Zijing said lightly.

"Of course, it would be not easy to defeat Zhao Dongqiang without Miss He's help." Zhang Moqian was telling the truth. In order to secretly remove the members of the Jinding Club, it was thanks to He Zijing's Emperor Club.

"Since that's the case, then Zijing has made great contributions to Mr. Zhang's strong rise this time?"

Zhang Moqian instantly narrowed his eyes and stared at the delicate and jade-like face of the long-legged girl. How could he not hear the words in the long-legged girl's words?

"Miss He, please tell me clearly!" Zhang Moqian said.

"Then I'll just say it." He Zijing raised his sword eyebrows and narrowed his bright eyes: "Young Master Zhang, we are in a cooperative relationship. Zhao Dongqiang fell, your status has changed and he has become a real big shot. All the benefits are in your hands. Since Zijing has helped such a big help, should he also get some reward?"

"What do you want?" Zhang Moqian's words were as expected by Zhang Moqian. If the long-legged girl did not seek benefits from him, it would make him feel strange.

"Now the people in Queensland are all from Mr. Zhang, you can make a lot of money every day, right? Zijing wants to pay dividends."

"How many?" Zhang Moqian asked.

"Twenty percent! The term is ten years." He Zijing said.

"No!" Zhang Moqian immediately shook his head and said negatively: "Miss He, I think you should understand that the greatest contribution to being able to take Queensland is the brothers under his command. I gave you twenty percent? What are the brothers eating?"

"Don't Zijing make a big contribution?" He Zijing narrowed her eyes and said, "What's more, Zijing only has ten years of dividends. In ten years, it's all yours, Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Moqian shook his head, "Miss He, I admit that you have made a great contribution. But 20% of it is too much. Also, the underground world has changed too much, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow? Perhaps in less than ten years, the Queensland underground world will change hands."

"So, Mr. Zhang, how much do you want to give Zijing?" He Zijing took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"Ten percent!" Zhang Moqian said.

"How about this, how about fifteen percent taking the intermediate value?" He Zijing took a step back.

"Just 10%, no more." Zhang Moqian shook his head firmly.

"Young Master Zhang, you are really good at doing business!" He Zijing sneered.

"My brothers are going to have a meal, I hope Ms. He understands it." Zhang Moqian said. "Ms. He, we will continue to cooperate in the Yangtze River Delta in the future. I hope we can continue to be friendly."

"Threat?" He Zijing's beautiful eyes flashed.

"This is not a threat, it is just a reasonable phenomenon." Zhang Moqian said seriously.

He Zijing's eyes flashed, and after a little, she said, "Ten percent is ten percent."

"Happy cooperation!" Zhang Moqian grabbed the soft little hand of the long-legged girl and held it hard.

“Happy cooperation.”

"By the way, I was shot in Tianhe Square a few days ago. Did Miss He hear about it?" Zhang Moqian asked suddenly.

"I heard that, what?"

"The photo of the murderer has been released. Miss He should have seen it? I want to ask if this person is the killer in the settlement?" Zhang Moqian asked.

"I don't know." He Zijing shook his head, "The organization absorbs fresh blood every year. Zijing has been away from the organization for several years and does not understand the current membership of the organization."

"Oh." Zhang Moqian was thinking. That night in Tianhe Square, before the killer was about to shoot him, a sniper burst the killer's head. Could that sniper be a long-legged girl?

If so, wouldn’t the long-legged girl be my savior?

However, Zhang Moqian did not ask in detail. After chatting with the long-legged girl about the upcoming battle in the Yangtze River Delta, he left Youlan Xiang’s private room. As soon as he was about to start the car, his phone ticked and received a text message.

"Boss Zhang Moqian, do you have time now?"

Zhang Moqian was confused because the number was very unfamiliar and the place of belonging was actually the capital. However, since the other party could call out his name, Zhang Moqian also went back: "Yes."

In less than half a minute, Zhang Moqian's cell phone ringed, which was the strange number he sent the text message before.

Zhang Moqian answered, and a pleasant sound came from the other end of the phone, which was a woman's voice, with a very good tone.

"Zhang Moqian, how about we find some time to talk?"

"Who are you?" Zhang Moqian said in confusion, but he felt that the woman's voice was a bit familiar, as if she had heard it before.

"Since you have time now, come and don't come to the secret club. I have something to talk to you about. You will naturally know who I am." The voice on the other end of the phone was pleasant: "Of course, you can't come, but don't regret it."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Zhang Moqian put his cell phone on and fell into deep thought. Who was the woman who just talked to him? What did he do with him? Don’t regret it, what does it mean?

However, after pondering for a while, Zhang Moqian started the car and went to the fascination club.

He didn't know the other party's identity, maybe the other party was trying to put a trap for him. But Zhang Moqian believed that as long as he was careful, nothing would go wrong.

The Farewell Club is a high-end leisure and entertainment club. The name seems to be taken from "Therewell My Sorrow and My Suffering" The backstage is said to be a big shot, and even Zhang Moqian is not sure about the specific situation.

After parking the car, Zhang Moqian walked to the faux club.

The wood-carved plaque gives people a feeling of extreme vicissitudes, lonely and warm.

As soon as Zhang Moqian walked to the door, a beautiful little girl about 18 years old came up to meet her, wearing a purple uniform, showing a sweet smile: "Is you Mr. Zhang Moqian?"

Zhang Moqian secretly praised him, saying that he is worthy of being a top club in Kunming City. The quality of the waiter is so good, and his body and temperament are not comparable to ordinary women. According to Zhang Moqian's standards, this little girl can beat at least 80%.

"I am." Zhang Moqian smiled. It seemed that the mysterious woman had already arranged everything.

"Mr. Zhang, please follow me." After saying that, the little beauty in uniform led Zhang Moqian upstairs, walked to the third floor and turned left, took Zhang Moqian for a while, and took Zhang Moqian to a private room called "Yingfeng Pavilion".

"Mr. Zhang, it's here, there are guests waiting for you."

"Thank you." Zhang Moqian thanked him, pushed open the door and walked in vigilantly.

Bringing it to the door gently, Zhang Moqian focused on the layout of the private room. If this is a private room, it would be better to say that this is a presidential suite with extremely luxurious decoration.

Just a few sofas in the central living room can’t be taken down without hundreds of thousands, right?

However, there was no one in the living room, with fruits, apples and grapes on the coffee table. With doubt in my heart, I stepped forward a few more steps. Only then did Zhang Moqian realize that there was a drizzle of water in the bathroom next door.

It seems that the mysterious woman is bathing?

A woman invited a man to such a luxurious suite, and at this time, the woman was bathing. The meaning of it was a bit interesting.

In this case, there may be men who think it is a romantic encounter.

But Zhang Moqian didn't think so. He was not so narcissistic that his appearance could make a woman fall in love with him at first sight. Of course, if he had the appearance of a bitch Chen, he might think so.

At this time, Zhang Moqian was also at a loss and knocked on the door of the bathroom, right? He seemed impolite. Don’t knock? Shouldn’t you sit here and wait? Everyone knows the speed of a woman taking a bath.

In helplessness, Zhang Moqian chose the latter and decided to sit on the sofa and wait. However, in order to remind the woman who was in the bathroom that he had arrived, Zhang Moqian turned on the TV and deliberately turned on the voice.

Sure enough, after a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Then Zhang Moqian heard a pleasant voice and said, "Is Boss Zhang here?"

"Well, I'm here." Zhang Moqian replied by tuning the voice of the TV.

"Oh! By the way, Boss Zhang, I forgot to bring a towel. Can you help me get it to the room? Thank you."

After hearing this, Zhang Moqian almost sprayed out the grapes he had just put into his mouth. Could it be that the prediction was wrong? This was really an affair? Otherwise, it would be impossible for me to take a towel?

Zhang Moqian was a little confused. He should send a towel in by himself? It seemed rude. If he didn't give it, it would be rude. Besides, she said thank you all, so why would she refuse?

As long as Zhang Moqian walked into the room with a slight fragrance in the room, it was refreshing. As soon as Zhang Moqian entered the room, what attracted her the most was not the towel hanging next to the wardrobe, but the set of underwear still on the bed.

The main color is black and paired with purple lace edges.

Damn!

Is it really a romantic encounter?

Zhang Moqian was a little suspicious before, but if it weren't for a romantic encounter, why did this woman let herself look at the towel in the room and deliberately put a set of sexy underwear on the conspicuous bed?

I don’t know what the other party looks like? Dinosaurs or celestial immortals? But listening to the sound, I guess the dinosaurs will not be in awe.

It is said that people should not behave like a person, and they should not be judged by their appearance. But they do not judge by their appearance. This will take a long time to contact them, right? For example, an ordinary woman with a kind heart, a beautiful woman with a small mind. When you first see them and don’t know their personality, I believe that if one hundred men choose, ninety-nine will choose that beautiful woman. Of course, if you have been in contact for a long time, you must choose an ordinary woman with a kind heart.

Therefore, the sufficient and necessary condition for not judging people by their appearance is familiarity.

Under nervous, uneasy, expectant and entangled, Zhang Moqian knocked on the bathroom door with a towel.

"Thanks."
To be continued...