Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

"If you don't want to leave, I can call the police and let the police take you away!"

Xia Wanqing replied to Zhang Feng in a cold tone.

"Thank you Mr. Xia..."

Although Zhang Feng didn't know why Xia Wanqing let him go all of a sudden, he couldn't care less, and walked directly towards the door.

"You take this skirt too!"

At this moment, Xia Wanqing suddenly reached out and took out a skirt, and handed it to Zhang Feng.

"Mr. Xia, you are really a living Bodhisattva! I thank you on behalf of my friend!"

Zhang Feng never expected that Xia Wanqing not only let herself go like this, but also brought herself a skirt.

After Zhang Feng took the skirt, he turned around and planned to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

But at this moment, Xia Wanqing yelled again.

Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Xia Wanqing, and asked softly at Xia Wanqing: "President Xia, is there anything else you need?"

"That what..."

The expression on Xia Wanqing's face was a little shy, and then she continued: "Did you see anything just now?"

"Mr. Xia, I've been hiding behind my clothes just now, I didn't see anything, and I can't see anything!"

Zhang Feng quickly explained.

And Xia Wanqing looked at the clothes in her closet, and waved her hand at Zhang Feng with a irritated expression.

Zhang Feng didn't dare to stay any longer, so he picked up the skirt and ran outside.

And Xia Wanqing looked at Zhang Feng's back with unusually complicated eyes, secretly wondering if Zhang Feng saw her when she was changing clothes just now.

Although Zhang Feng did not admit it, Xia Wanqing felt that Zhang Feng must have seen it.

After all, this is a man's instinct. Even if an ordinary girl changes clothes in front of a man, the man will probably give her a second look because of her instinct.

But Xia Wanqing also knew that Zhang Feng's identity was very special, and she couldn't do anything to Zhang Feng at all.

"call……"

Xia Wanqing took a deep breath, then tidied her clothes and walked out of the office.

After Zhang Feng left Xia Wanqing's office, he found Liu Qing who was hiding in the bathroom, and handed the skirt to Liu Qing.

A few minutes later, Liu Qing changed her skirt and walked out of the bathroom.

"Why have you been away for so long?"

Liu Qing asked Zhang Feng with some complaints.

"Sister, do you know that I was almost caught just now? If it wasn't for you, how could I be in such a mess?"

Zhang Feng yelled at Liu Qing helplessly.

Of course, it was impossible for Zhang Feng to tell about seeing Xia Wanqing changing clothes.

And Liu Qing smiled at Zhang Feng, and said softly: "Forget it, for the sake of finding me a skirt, I won't bother with you, let's go to the party quickly! "

Hearing these words, Zhang Feng glanced at the phone subconsciously.

At this time, ten minutes had passed since the party started, and Zhang Feng prayed in his heart that he did not miss anything.

A few minutes later, Zhang Feng entered the hall of the party.

Although the party had already started, the boss of the Huatian Club did not show up, and everyone was chatting in small groups.

At this time, Xia Wanqing was wearing a cool suspender dress, shuttling among the crowd, chatting with these people non-stop, with a sweet smile on her face all the time.

After Zhang Feng entered the hall, he saw Lin Zihua Sucheng Luo Shengjie and others surrounded Song Feiyu, as if they were talking about something.

And Zhou Muxue, Qu Xiaoying and others were also chatting with a few girls.

At this time, there are several dining cars in the corner of the hall, with all kinds of pastries on them, but under normal circumstances, no one will come to eat these things.

And Liu Qing took a glass of red wine from the waiter, took a sip gracefully, and said softly to Zhang Feng: "Zhang Feng, this party looks very high-end!"

"Of course it's advanced, basically the big shots from the entire Zhonghai Province are here..."

Zhang Feng replied in a low voice.

"Then you are also a big shot?"

Liu Qing froze for a moment, then asked Zhang Feng softly.

"Big man?"

After Zhang Feng heard this sentence, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then continued: "These people are nothing in front of me!"

"You can really blow!"

Liu Qing pouted slightly at Zhang Feng.

"Go and play by yourself, I saw a friend, I'm going to say hello!"

Zhang Feng said in a low voice.

"Go ahead!"

Liu Qing nodded lightly, then stepped on her high heels and walked towards the distance.

Just as Liu Qing separated from Zhang Feng, a middle-aged man walked up to Liu Qing, and asked with a very excited expression, "Miss Liu, why are you here?"

"Boss Qian, it seems like the two of us haven't seen each other since the last time we left England?"

Liu Qing replied lightly.

"Yes, Miss Liu, I didn't expect you to come!"

The middle-aged man looked at Liu Qing with a somewhat excited expression on his face, but more of awe.

Liu Qing briefly said a few words to the middle-aged man, then came to the dining table, picked up a piece of cake, and quietly observed everyone in the hall.

At this time, Liu Qing seemed to have lost the little girl she was with Zhang Feng just now, on the contrary, her temperament was unusually elegant and noble.

After Zhang Feng and Liu Qing left, they walked directly to Zhou Qiaoqiao's side.

Zhou Qiaoqiao understood what Zhang Feng meant, and followed Zhang Feng with strides.

A few minutes later, Zhang Feng and Zhou Qiaoqiao found a quiet place.

"Is the Song family also interested in this club?"

Zhang Feng asked Zhou Qiaoqiao directly.

"Yes, and according to my understanding, they have found a lot of contacts and raised a large sum of money, as if they are going to win this clubhouse!"

Zhou Qiaoqiao replied directly.

"The Song family has such great energy?"

Zhang Feng asked in surprise when he heard Zhou Qiaoqiao's words.

After all, Zhang Feng still had some understanding of the strength of the Song family, and he felt that the Song family did not have the strength to win this clubhouse.

After all, the Song family was inferior to Zhou Qiaoqiao in terms of personal connections and economic strength.

"The Song family should have received help from some people, so they have such a big appetite. If they only rely on the Song family, they can't do this at all!"

Zhou Qiaoqiao continued.

"Get help from others?"

After Zhang Feng heard Zhou Qiaoqiao's words, he couldn't help but sneered.

Because he knew in his heart that the only people who could help the Song family at this time should be Rockefeller.

"Is your father involved in this?"

Zhang Feng asked Zhou Qiaoqiao in a low voice.

"No, my father said that Wei Yong is handling this matter, and Rockefeller also attaches great importance to this clubhouse!"

Zhou Qiaoqiao replied directly.