Ultimate Pawn

Chapter 191: Huangpu Langhua Qianchenxue

In the evening, the Mercedes-Benz team...slowly stopped in front of a small restaurant on a street in Huangpu District, Shanghai City.

The door opened and Qiu Yiren and Chen Zong got out of the car slowly.

Chen Zongheng looked up and glanced at the street restaurant in front of him faintly.

Above the door frame of the restaurant, there is a mottled plaque with five characters printed on it: Old Jiangnan Restaurant.

Although the restaurant is small, the business is extremely good.

"Although the place here is not big, the dishes taste very authentic. They are all authentic old Shanghai dishes." Qiu Yi said with a pretty face, and said magnetically.

Chen Zongheng looked calm and nodded slowly.

Then the two of them walked into the restaurant.

"Yo...Yiren?! It's been a long time since I saw you." In the restaurant, the proprietress who was busy collecting money suddenly greeted her kindly.

"Aunt Xu, long time no see." Qiu Yiren, dressed in a **** OL uniform, folded her hands in front of her, leaning forward and laughing.

For the first time, she laughed so naturally and relaxedly.

"Come here, sit down quickly." The proprietress warmly and kindly greeted Qiu Yiren to sit down.

"Is this? Yiren's boyfriend? I won't introduce to the aunt~!" When the lady boss looked at Chen Zong on the side, her eyes were taken aback, and then she burst into laughter.

You know, for so many years... Qiu Yiren girl... has never brought a man here for dinner.

Today, it was the first time to bring a man to their restaurant for dinner.

"It's not..." Qiu Yi's pretty face was a little red, and she shook her head nervously, "Aunt Xu, he is my colleague...We are colleague relations, not what you think..."

A dignified daughter-in-chief, a strong woman who is less than 10,000 people.

At this moment, in front of this small restaurant, she looked like a little girl.

There is no shelf, no need to carry it, everything...just like neighbourhood.

Qiu Yiren explained it for a long time, and finally the boss didn't bother.

After ordering the food, the lady boss left.

Qiu Yiren quickly apologized to Chen Zongheng.

"Sorry... Mr. Chen... The proprietress of this restaurant is more enthusiastic... She loves to read the mandarin duck book..." Her voice was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, nothing needs to be done, no need to explain." Chen Zonggong slowly lit a cigarette, just sat at the table, and said lightly.

It seems that he didn't care about that misunderstanding at all.

Because he doesn't care about this unnecessary thing at all.

Soon, the stir-fry started to be served.

Plate by plate of authentic old Jiangnan dishes, fragrant and delicious.

Qiu Yiren and Chen Zongheng just sat at the restaurant table and began to enjoy the dinner.

Outside the restaurant, the night is getting darker.

Street lights light up the streets of this city.

This night has never become...so gentle.

There is a starry sky, there is moonlight... There is food, and there is you.

...

At the same time.

Late at night, the Red Cross Fund Building in Shanghai and Haihai City.

The person in charge of the Jiangnan Charity Fund has a complicated face at this time and hesitates.

He sits at his desk, on the table...the equity donation contract for the Marriott Hotel is on the table.

37.5 billion.

This is a huge astronomical figure.

The Red Cross, as a social assistance group for international humanitarian work, has long been paid attention to by high-level people in society.

Every year, those top rich people donate countless funds for charity.

However, no matter how rich the rich are, no matter how much they donate, it will be no more than hundreds of millions.

But today.

Someone actually donated 37 billion yuan? !

This is simply too big.

37 billion, this... is the donation of all the equity of the entire hotel.

Moreover, according to the description of the staff present...then the entrance of the Marriott Hotel...the corpses are everywhere.

Even the hotel owner was killed.

Under these shocking scenes, more than 30 billion was suddenly donated.

I can't help but the person in charge of the Red Cross...is not vigilant and suspicious.

The person in charge is really afraid to accept this donation.

If he accepts it, he is afraid of getting into trouble.

So many people died in the Marriott Hotel, and the equity was suddenly donated?

What's this?

The person in charge stared at the fingerprint handprint on the contract and the mysterious phone number written down?

The staff explained that this number was left by that person. The man said... if in doubt, call this number?

However, this series of phone numbers shocked him a bit.

010-0001-0008

This?

He has been in charity work for so long, and he has seen people from all walks of life.

But, this is the first time I have seen...the phone number with this special number segment?

0001?

What unit's phone is this?

The person in charge hesitated. Out of work responsibility and safety considerations, he finally decided to call this phone and try.

He picked up the phone on the desk and slowly dialed the mysterious number.

"Hello, this is the China Forbidden City... The First Intelligence Center... Next, the caller ID will be confirmed..."

Suddenly, there was a solemn and mysterious reminder sound on the other end of the phone.

The person in charge's complexion changed suddenly... dull, shocked... the hand holding the phone was a little trembling.

The Forbidden City...? !

This...this is...the secret phone number that connects to the mysterious palace of the imperial capital? !

ten minutes later.

The capital of the capital, authorized by the Forbidden City, the Supreme Red Cross Frontier Center, issued an order to the Jiangnan Shanghai Red Cross Branch...

Confirmed permission, the transfer agreement of 37.5 billion shares of Marriott Hotel is effective!

One, the Little Red Cross donation agreement. Actually, let the imperial capital palace... personally authorize it? ?

This is simply.

Jiangnan Huhai, Red Cross Branch Office.

The person in charge was sitting on a chair with cold sweat on the palms and backs of his hands.

Look, the agreement authorized from the imperial palace...

He was shocked and horrified...it was hard to come back to his senses...

...

Late at night, a mysterious hotel in Shanghai.

A huge luxury top private suite.

Jiang Qingyuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a long hair shawl and a glass of red wine in her hand, staring at the night view outside.

The red dress has been replaced.

At this moment, she was wearing a purple nightgown, and her **** and attractive body appeared under her nightdress.

It's a pity that no one in the entire room... can have this opportunity and destiny to appreciate her beauty.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Huangpu River was dimly lit at night.

This time the Jiangnan is popular, the meaning of drunkenness and warmth is not in the wine.

She came here on a mission only for something inland.

She has always had no affection for the mainland and Jiangnan...

This piece of land, as far as she is concerned, may be a contradiction in the bones.

Her ancestors, in her blood... have suffered eternal regrets in this land.

But today.

For the first time, she had a keen interest in this Jiangnan elegant capital.

I remembered that icy figure in the daytime.