Play Nice

Chapter 507 507: Finale 1
Vanea is located in the eastern part of Central Asia. The capital, Loy, is adjacent to the Padang Plateau and Henggeta Plain. It is rich in mineral resources. The export of rare metals accounts for 30.00% of the world's total exports.

Vanea is known as a big metal country, but it is not a developed country. On the contrary, due to the terrain and climate, the domestic grain output is very low, and it is bordered by many countries. For the past century, wars have been constant.

The headquarters of Golden World has just moved to Loy, and the city hall and the embassy have successively held a "reception banquet" for Bandit Wang.

"That Wen Si, can you trust it?"

Wen Si is the supreme commander of the Vaneya military headquarters. When Jing Zhao was in the peacekeeping force, he worked with Wen Si and had some friendship.

Wen Si met Chongbai privately today. Jing Yi is now a "dead man". He didn't come forward and didn't know much about Wen Si.

"It's trustworthy." Jing Zhao reminded, "But you also need to be defensive."

Jing Yi understood.

Occasionally someone passed by in the corridor of the hotel.

Jing Zhao was very cautious and put on his mask: "I will return to China the day after tomorrow."

"Can't we see each other more often after that?" Jing Yi and Jing Zhao are both fathers and friends. Jing Yi is the most reluctant when Jing Zhao wants to step back behind the scenes.

"If you have anything, you can contact me. We can't meet too often. If we are found out, we will 'die' in vain."

It wasn't long before the few of them suspended animation, and the Tu Ying Group had not yet been rebuilt, so they had to be careful about everything at the moment.

"Oh."

Jing's eyes drooped, and his mood was very low.

Zhou Qian is a free-spirited and generous person, with a suit jacket on his shoulders: "Why are you embarrassed, Lao Jing didn't really quit."

Old scene?

Jing Yi choked him: "You adapt very quickly."

"I'm not you, mother-in-law." Zhou Qian called out to Lao Jing smoothly: "We won't go to the wedding, and Mengxi will be watching closely."

Jing Zhao hummed.

Jing Yi remembered one thing: "By the way, over there at City Hall—"

Chongbai, who had been silent, interrupted Jing Yi: "It's very late, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Take a look at the time, it's not too late.

Chongbai winked.

Jing swallowed the words back.

Jing Zhao's room was at the front. It was a one-bedroom suite. He lived alone. He entered the room and locked the door.

There was a card in the switch, and the bedroom door was open.

Jing Zhao went around the customer hall, the blanket on the sofa fell to the ground, and the position of the remote control changed.He took off his tie, wrapped it around his hands, stood to the left of the door, and opened it gently.

There were no lights in the room, but there was someone on the bed.

Jing Zhao knocked on the door.

The man on the bed moved, turned over, stretched out a hand from the quilt, and wore a ring on his ring finger.

is a woman's hand.

Jing Zhao tore off his tie, put it on the door handle, walked over, and pulled the quilt down a bit.

The person in the quilt rubbed his head against the quilt, his eyelashes trembled, and he was still pretending to be asleep.

Jing Zhao pressed the lamp on the bedside: "Who brought you in?"

She showed her face, opened her eyes timidly, glanced at Jing Zhao, and lowered her eyelashes in panic and shyness: "Yes, Mr. Wang brought me here."

It was Bandit Wang who arranged for her to live in.

She clutched the quilt tightly, and looked back at Jing Zhao with courage: "Mr. Wang said, as long as I serve you well, he will let my brother go."

Jing Zhao sat beside the bed, he had a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the light beside the bed was apricot-yellow, which fell into his eyes, which was indeed a bit romantic.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the woman stretched out her hand and grabbed his clothes tremblingly: "Sir, I am a student of Shengde, and my body is still clean."

Jing Zhao smiled and looked at it like that.

She tugged at his sleeve and urged, "hurry up and pick up the show."

She is cosplaying.

Jing Zhao laughed: "What drama?"

"The poor little white flower was willing to sacrifice herself to save her younger brother, but unexpectedly, she was sent to the bed of the hotel's heir. Five years later, the genius baby came back——"

Jing Zhao bowed his head and kissed her.

The play stopped.

She was gasping for breath from the kiss, dissatisfied with Jing Zhao not following the script, and scratching the back of his neck with the hand hugging his neck, gently, but not painful, like the little paws of a milk cat, making it itchy.

Jing Zhao grabbed her hand and kissed her: "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came over?"

The business leader sat up, kicked the quilt aside, and spread his legs to sit on Jing Zhao: "I won't be surprised if I tell you in advance."

"Where's your luggage?"

"In the bathroom."

She had just taken a shower and was wearing a hotel bathrobe. The hem was not long enough, her bare calves were exposed, and the air conditioner in the room was turned on low, so cold that she curled her toes.

Jing Zhao pulled the quilt over and wrapped it around her waist: "I didn't see the luggage, I thought it was someone else."

"Who do you think it is?"

Jing Zhao smiled but did not answer.

Shang Lingling put his hands around his neck, and his fingers touched behind his ears intentionally or unintentionally. He was very sensitive, and his ears would turn red when touched.

"Did someone often send you women before?"

When Jing Zhao was single before, there were indeed many people who stuffed people into his room for various reasons, both men and women.

"seldom."

The business leader hummed, not believing it.

"I'm going back to China the day after tomorrow, why aren't you waiting for me at home?"

Jingzhao informed the business leader about the time to return to China last week.

"I'll pick you up." She looked up at him, her pupils bright and her eyes full of joy, "Are you happy to see me?"

They haven't seen each other for a long time.

Jing Zhao held her waist and pressed her into his arms with some strength: "Continue what you just did."

Shang Ling led into the play very quickly, with lowered eyebrows and timidity: "Sir, I am a student of Shengde, and my body is still clean."

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(End of this chapter)