Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 213 Can you let go of the ball now?

"what--"

Wan Baoer, who was caught off guard, started screaming because of the sudden attack when she was pulled over by Chansijin.

So Yang Hao's heart-piercing dragon claw hand only used a small part before he came to his senses and quickly stopped his killing move.

Then Wan Baoer stopped barking suddenly, but stared at Yang Hao's hands in shock, her whole consciousness was confused.

Yang Hao also opened his eyes wide, looking down at the domineering female president in his arms with an oversized bewildered face.

The atmosphere in the private room was instantly awkward, but mixed with a little bit of charm, as if the air was scorching hot.

After a while, Wan Baoer, who was ashamed and annoyed, gritted her silver teeth tightly, prolonging the ending, and said bitterly: "Brother Hao, I have seen it, I have touched it, and you have tested how elastic it is. Now you can put it on Did the ball let go?"

Swish!
Yang Hao's nosebleeds flowed silently.

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In the box, there was a table full of exquisitely made Japanese dishes, and more dishes were brought in one after another, and those dishes that were swept away by Yang Hao were removed.

The atmosphere continued to be awkward, and neither of them spoke.

Wan Baoer sips the sake and stares at Yang Hao from time to time.

But Yang Hao buried his head in eating and drinking, and kept throwing all kinds of seafood sashimi into his mouth. The terrifying appetite made the waiter dumbfounded.

When Yang Hao was full and the waiter came in to invite the two of them to move to the tea room, Wan Baoer said logically: "Let's settle the bill first. I'll pay the bill and swipe the card."

Hearing the words, the waiter glanced at Yang Hao in surprise, and seeing that Yang Hao didn't say anything, he turned around and went to get the bill.

After a while, the waiter returned to the box with the bill and the mobile POS machine.

"How can this bastard come to eat, this... This is basically eating soft sister coins, or the kind that eats by the catty!"

The waiter glanced at the amount on the bill again, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

He handed the bill to Wan Baoer respectfully: "Hello, the total is 16800 yuan, thank you for your patronage."

Wan Bao'er didn't even raise her eyelids, she just swiped her card to pay the bill lightly, just like eating a bowl of potato chips worth a few dollars at a roadside stall.

Before the waiter left, he glanced at Yang Hao one last time, with envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes.

Wan Baoer had already adjusted her mood at this time, and joked: "Hehe, brother Hao, it seems that you have been mistaken for a little boy who eats soft food."

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders, and took advantage of the opportunity to flatter him: "Ms. Bao is such an all-powerful soft meal, there must be a lot of men who want to eat it. It is reasonable for me to be misunderstood, and there is nothing shameful about it." Well."

Wan Baoer blinked: "Yo, Brother Hao, I'll just take it as you are praising me, okay?"

Yang Hao looked at his watch and said with a smile: "Miss Bao, it's getting late, so let's stop going around in circles and just speak up if you have something to say."

Wan Baoer hesitated a little, but still nodded and said bluntly: "Actually, it's the same thing I asked you last time, looking for dragons and acupuncture points, you understand this, right?"

Yang Hao scratched his head: "Uh, this... I really don't understand."

But Wan Bao'er didn't believe it: "Brother Hao, don't be humble. I haven't noticed anything you can't do since I met you. It's still the same sentence, we understand the rules, and the conditions are up to you, just help me Do me a favor, okay?"

"Hey, Miss Bao, it's really not that I don't want to help, but that I really don't know anything about geomantic omen."

Yang Hao smiled wryly: "How about this, I will transfer the money for this meal to you later, after all, I can't help, so I don't want to eat your meal for nothing."

Cannibals are soft-spoken and short-handed, Yang Hao really didn't intend to take such a small advantage.

Seeing that Yang Hao's appearance really didn't look like a lie, Wan Bao'er could only shake her head disappointedly: "Brother Hao, what are you talking about, it's just a meal, our Xinghai Group can still afford it."

"Besides, it's not a matter of benevolence and righteousness to buy and sell. Even if it's about personal feelings, it's no big deal if I treat you to a meal."

The beautiful CEO put on a smile, but couldn't hide the frustration in his heart.

When she said that, Yang Hao felt a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, he asked one more question: "Miss Bao, are you in a hurry? If you are not in a hurry, maybe one day in the future, I might really be able to help you." Get busy with this."

What he said was not fooling Wan Bao'er, after all, God knows whether there will be items related to Feng Shui in the mysterious treasure chest in the future.

When Wan Bao'er heard this, she became energetic in an instant. She habitually supported the short tea table with both hands, leaned forward, and asked with big eyes: "Brother Hao, do you have a friend who knows Feng Shui? Or do you have other connections?" , can you help us?"

Yang Hao didn't speak, and once again entered the fan mode of watching football quietly and civilly.

Wan Baoer was ashamed and annoyed, but she learned a lot from a pit, she didn't dare to do anything this time, but quickly sat back in her seat, and said coquettishly, "Brother Hao!"

Only then did Yang Hao come back to his senses: "Ahem, I'm sorry, I was distracted, what did you just say?"

Wan Baoer blushed and repeated the question.

Yang Hao thought for a while, and said vaguely: "The specific situation is very complicated, and I can't say too much, and I want to emphasize it again, I just said that there is a possibility that I can help you in the future, not absolutely."

Wan Baoer hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted her teeth: "Then let me just say it straight, Brother Hao, this matter is actually a big matter for my grandfather, and only he knows the specific situation."

"In terms of time, according to part of the information my grandfather told me, the plan is to complete all the preparatory work before the year and officially launch it after the year."

Wan Baoer smiled wryly: "Originally we had already contacted a top Feng Shui master in Hong Kong Island, but something happened in the middle."

"The other backup candidates did not meet Grandpa's requirements, which greatly delayed the progress of the entire plan."

Wan Baoer finally said sincerely: "Brother Hao, in fact, to be honest, asking for your help is considered a rush to the doctor. But I really think that you are omnipotent, so I will give it a try. I hope you will not be offended. "

Yang Hao rubbed his nose and laughed at himself: "Hehe, the omnipotent is a god. No matter how versatile I am, I'm still a human being."

"But don't worry, if I found a solution years ago, I will definitely contact you as soon as possible. After all, I also have some things, and I need your help, Miss Bao."

What Yang Hao said was not polite words. In the casino, dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are many gray channels.

The Xinghai Group, as the most powerful local snake in the casino, is even more unique in this respect.

Some of Yang Hao's plans, such as raising hundreds of millions of start-up funds for Alice's three major plans, need to use these gray channels.

(End of this chapter)