Ultimate Pawn

However, Zhang Ruochu quickly recovered his calm.

With a lollipop in her mouth, she smiled sweetly, "My eyes are expensive, are you willing to dig?"

Chen Zongguang's eyes were calm and did not answer, but the coldness alone represented everything.

As long as this woman is presumptuous, he will have no mercy and no mercy on Yu Yu.

A man, faced with enchanting beauties, could be so cold as this. This is simply...a rare species.

Although Zhang Ruochu was calm on the surface, the shock in his heart was beyond words.

She was already in business when she was 14 years old.

In the past 10 years, I have met countless people.

But I have never seen such a cold man.

Even for women... don't have the kind of pity, Xiangxiyu at all?

You know, ‘sexual desire’ is human instinct.

Hormones are flooded with each other. When a man meets a woman, the attraction from the bottom makes a man naturally unbearable.

But why, this man? ?

Zhang Ruochu even wondered for a while, is this man gay?

"Today at noon, I held a lunch at the Hilton Hotel opposite. Sister Yiren will accompany me to dinner. You also come here? Get to know each other."

Zhang Ruochu blinked his beautiful eyes and said magnetically.

This Chen Zongheng gave her a faintly dangerous aura.

That kind of feeling, she has only seen it in ten years.

At that time, it was in the cold depths of the primitive forest in the west, and she hunted with her father.

Then, a beast followed, the Bengal tiger slowly coming from the front.

The king of beasts is the king of tigers!

The primitive Bengal tiger is terrifying.

During that hunt, hundreds of bodyguards who were walking with her father were all killed.

In the end, Zhang Ruochu escaped from the virgin forest with his father in a hurry.

However, at this moment, the person in front of her gave her a feeling even more terrifying than the Bengal tiger.

The terrifying aura exuding all over his body is like a beast...even more terrifying and thick than a beast...that feeling, it's like...a demon!

"Can we go to lunch together? Let's meet each other, can we make friends." Zhang Ruochu was still calm on the surface, blinking, and asked magnetically.

Chen Zongheng's expression was as cold as ice, he slowly raised his eyes and glanced at Qiu Yiren.

Then, he nodded.

This is agreed.

...

The Hilton Hotel is only a few hundred meters away from the Qiu Group.

The three went all the way, crossed the street, and came to the hotel.

Zhang Ruochu had arranged the box in advance, and under the leadership of the hotel attendant, walked into the box.

The box is the presidential box.

The huge and luxurious decoration makes people feel like being in a palace.

After the three of them were seated, they started serving dishes.

"Sister Yiren, brother Zongheng, let's drink some wine." Zhang Ruochu blinked his beautiful eyes and called them affectionately.

Qiu Yiren nodded.

On the side, Chen Zongheng sat like an iceberg, without any intention of reasoning. It's almost like a stone sculpture.

Soon, the waiter walked into the box with a bottle of golden red wine.

Open the bottle and sober up.

The fragrant aroma of wine floats in the air.

Then, a series of precious and luxurious dishes were served.

Every dish ordered by Zhang Ruochu is very distinctive.

Moreover, almost all the specialties from the north and the south are covered.

From northern specialties, to southern Jiangnan small dishes, to Sichuan-flavored spicy dishes, Lubang dishes...

Dozens of dishes filled the table.

"Sister Yiren, brother Zongheng, come...to have a drink, I am very glad to meet you today." Zhang Ruochu raised his glass and gestured as the host.

Qiu Yiren gently picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with her.

But Chen Zongheng didn't mean to clink glasses with her in response.

He took the wine to himself, like a lonely stone sculpture, muttering to himself, drinking endlessly indifferently.

"Miss Zhang, I'm sorry... Mr. Chen has such a personality, he doesn't like to talk to people." After all, as the president, Qiu Yiren felt a little sorry, and explained to Zhang Ruochu.

"It doesn't matter, let's eat food." Zhang Ruochu smiled, but didn't care at all, and greeted Qiu Yiren to eat with chopsticks.

At the dinner table, the three of them had their own thoughts and enjoyed this sumptuous lunch feast.

On the surface, Zhang Ruochu smiled pleasantly.

But at this moment, her pupils were inadvertently looking at Chen Zongheng.

Today, this meal is just a gimmick.

The meaning of drunk and warmth is not in wine.

Zhang Ruochu's real purpose is to detect Qiu Yiren and Chen Zongheng!

At this time, she was analyzing every movement and behavior of this man.

This man, holding a cup and drinking, is so professional, as if...from the bottom of it, he has that cold and noble breath?

Should he live in the Western world for a period of time?

Moreover, its status in the Western world is definitely not low.

This is Zhang Ruochu's guess.

The gestures of holding a wine glass and sipping wine would never have been cultivated if it were not for the rich and powerful gentry of the West.

Zhang Ruochu's beautiful eyes were deep, and he continued to observe silently.

The man's right hand holding the cup was full of calluses. Even at the knuckles, there are countless old and new scars?

His hands have been trained in guns and weapons for a long time.

However, as for those scars... it shocked Zhang Ruochu even more.

These scars are definitely not formed in a day.

This is a terrible result formed after decades of accumulation...

Alternate new and old, constantly covering.

As a result, his entire palm skin was somewhat deformed.

Although the skin is fair, the scar is hideous.

Has he experienced hundreds of battles on the battlefield?

Otherwise, it would never be possible to leave such irregular scars.

One, a man who has been on the battlefield hundreds of times?

At this moment, Zhang Ruochu's beautiful eyes became more solemn.

She remained still and continued to observe.

At the table, Chen Zongzong held chopsticks and inadvertently tasted a few bites of dishes.

After that, continue to drink.

Zhang Ruochu's beautiful eyes gave him a panoramic view of his movements.

Move the chopsticks twelve times.

Among them, on eight occasions, his chopsticks...stretched into the pot of meat, chicken stewed with mushrooms, and candied sweet potatoes...

He prefers the northern diet?

He, from the north?

In other words, his ancestral home was in the north?

Zhang Ruochu determined this clue in an instant.

Today, the reason why she ordered so many dishes at the table.

Everything is just a trial, temptation!

Zhang Ruochu's beautiful eyes were calm and he kept observing the man.

His breath is calm and reticent, even when he is eating, he is not willing to say a word.

His character should be extremely cold and domineering.

and?

Zhang Ruochu's beautiful eyes lightly condensed, and she faintly... always felt that in the depths of this man's soul... it seemed that there was another soul hidden?

Could it be that he...has a dual personality?

Or, schizophrenia? ?

Zhang Ruochu was somewhat uncertain.

The mystery of this man exceeded her imagination.

"Brother Zongheng, come...I toast you a drink." Zhang Ruochu picked up the wine glass and continued to test, walked to Chen Zongheng and took the initiative to clink glasses with him.

She thought, make a toast with this man, approach the man smoothly, and explore the truth.

However, Chen Zong did not respond.

Quiet drinking for yourself.

He regarded Zhang Ruochu as air.

This.

The air in front of the dining table was a little embarrassing.

But Zhang Ruochu didn't mind, smiled and drank a cup before slowly returning to his seat.

Continue to drink and eat.

Zhang Ruochu's beautiful eyes all the time, not staring at Chen Zong.

Chen Zong drank glass after glass with a calm expression on his face.

It really seems like a thousand cups are not drunk.

Drinking alone, he is not drunk.

Zhang Ruochu wanted to test how much alcohol does this man have?

So, he whispered to the waiter, and went to fetch a whole box of red wine...

Then, the three continued to drink.

But she soon found out that her guess was wrong.

Chen Zongheng continued the same, as if endless.

After several bottles of red wine were empty, he still drank to himself without changing his face.

Even, there is no meaning to be drunk in the slightest?

This.

A thousand cups are not drunk? ?

Chen Zongheng is not drunk yet, Zhang Ruochu is already a little bit drunk.

Her pretty face was a little red, which made her enchanting face even more charming.

She gently stretched out her hand and untied the hairpin on her head.

Long black hair poured down like a waterfall.

At the moment after the long release, she was almost...like a goddess, making people stunned.

Even the Qiu Yiren at the table could not help but brighten up her eyes.

This Ruochu, long-released appearance, really has the feeling of a fairy descending to the earth.

However, there was only one side, but Chen Zongheng still didn't change his face... even, he didn't even bother to look at the woman straight.

He just cared, bowed his head and drank, as if all foreign objects were ignored.

This lunch was enjoyed for two full hours.

Zhang Ruochu's meticulous thoughts thoroughly analyzed the Qiu Yiren at the table...

But Chen Zong, she found that there are still many loopholes.

She couldn't see through men at all.

After the lunch, Zhang Ruochu sent Qiu Yiren and Chen Zong back to the Qiu's Mansion.

And she, after saying goodbye to Qiu Yiren, drove away...

...

The Maserati convoy drove slowly on the streets in the afternoon.

Zhang Ruochu lightly leaned on the car seat, her long hair dangled freely, her beautiful eyes lightly closed.

At this time, her appearance is beautiful and attractive, and the abundance under the cheongsam, if seen by a man...I am afraid that she will lose control on the spot.

This woman is simply a perfectly developed peerless stunner.

Although she closed her beautiful eyes, she kept thinking in her mind.

That, behind the mysterious man, what secrets are there?

After this luncheon, she got a lot of information.

But still, I couldn't see through the man.

"Give me paper." Zhang Ruochu closed her beautiful eyes and suddenly stretched out her hand to shout to the female secretary of the front passenger.

In the passenger seat, the female secretary respectfully took out a piece of paper and pen and handed it to Zhang Ruochu.

She took the pen and paper, closed her eyes, and began to draw gently on the paper...

Maserati, driving quietly on the street.

And Zhang Ruochu was sitting in the car with his eyes closed, blindly drawing something?

...

Half an hour later, the Maserati car slowly stopped in front of the Zhang mansion building.

And Zhang Ruochu, who was sitting in the car, finally finished his painting.

On the paper, is a...clearly presented building structure diagram.

This is an overview map of the ninety-nine floor of the Qiu's Building!

Just now, Zhang Ruochu visited the Qiu's Building and scanned the ninety-nine floors.

But at this time, she drew the entire building structure without any errors? !

Even, on the structural drawing, every monitoring probe... every infrared scan, alarm, etc... are all marked by her, one not falling!

This is simply!

This, how much memory and brain synchronization ability is needed?

Can you remember the structure of the entire building in the blink of an eye? !

Moreover, she still closed her eyes and drew blindly all the way? !

Simply terrifying!

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