Ultimate Pawn

With the stop of the Mercedes Benz team. The door of the Maserati was also slowly opened.

The faces of the bodyguards became vigilant for an instant.

A delicate and beautiful woman wearing a white down jacket slowly stepped out of the Maserati sedan.

The sky in December, even at nine o'clock in the morning, was very cold.

Zhou Ruotong curled up in the car and had been waiting for more than half an hour before finally...waiting for the arrival of the Mercedes Benz team.

She stepped on her leather boots, clutching her down jacket as much as possible... and walked quickly towards the Mercedes-Benz team.

In front of the Mercedes-Benz team, when I saw the visitor...the hostess from yesterday...the dozens of Qiu's bodyguards, I was relieved.

With beautiful eyes, Zhou Ruotong walked slowly to the Maybach car in the middle.

The car door opened, Qiu Yiren stepped out of the car and looked at Zhou Ruotong in surprise?

"Miss Zhou, why are you here?" Qiu Yiren asked suspiciously.

Experienced yesterday’s assassination...this week the host...not only was not afraid...instead...he took the initiative to come today?

Isn't she really afraid of that assassination?

Zhou Ruotong had a serious face and stepped forward and said, "Yesterday... I promised Mr. Chen to pay one million in compensation. Today I prepared the money and sent it to Mr. Chen specially."

Zhou Ruotong said with a solemn voice and a trace of magnetism.

At the same time, the door on the other side of the Maybach opened.

Chen Zongheng, in a straight suit, slowly stepped out of the car.

Standing in front of the car door, he calmly and indifferently, slowly lit a cigarette.

Then, his eyes lightly glanced at Zhou Ruotong.

Zhou Ruotong's complicated face, cautiously stepped forward, and handed a bank card to Chen Zongheng.

"Sir, there is a current balance of 1 million in this bank, and the password is written on the card... Please accept it." Zhou Ruotong said in a serious voice.

Yesterday, Chen Zongheng did not hesitate to save her life.

But it was not saving it for nothing, but asking for one million as a reward.

So today, Zhou Ruotong...just prepared an amount of one million, personally came to the gate of Qiu's Building, and handed this one million bank card to Chen Zongheng.

Chen Zonggong's eyes were indifferent, and he unceremoniously reached out his hand...the two gently clamped, and took away the one million bank card.

Then, with a cigarette in his mouth...turning around and passing by Zhou Ruotong, he wanted to walk into the building.

"Wait a minute." At this moment, Zhou Ruotong's hesitant and complicated shout came from behind him.

The leather shoes under Chen Zong's feet paused slightly, and the figure stopped.

"Is there anything else?" Chen Zongheng asked three words in a cold voice.

As far as he is concerned, talking to a strange woman is a waste of words. It seems that saying one more thing is wasteful and redundant.

Zhou Ruotong's pretty face is inexplicable, and her mood is somewhat complicated. She carefully looked at the elegant and cold back, and said softly, "Thank you, Mr....yesterday...for saving her life...to express my husband's kindness, I will host a banquet in the hotel tonight. , Mr. Hope... and Miss Qiu, to be able to come... to show our gratitude!"

Zhou Ruotong hesitated and struggled for a long time before he said what was in his heart...

In order to express her life-saving grace, she set up a dinner party, hoping to have dinner with Mr. Chen and Miss Qiu.

But in fact, bringing Qiu Yiren... is just a cover.

The real purpose...maybe...just to invite Chen Zongheng.

However, Chen Zongheng's tone was as cold as cold, and he answered her directly, "No time."

After speaking, he took a step forward, turned and walked towards the building.

Zhou Ruotong: "..."

Qiu Yiren on the side: "..."

Anyway, it was the beautiful host of the Dignity TV station... Zhou Ruotong was so downgraded and invited him personally.

But this Chen Zong didn't even give any affection.

Say you refuse and refuse... and refuse so simply?

This is simply!

How far does it have to be "steel straight"?

Seeing the figure of this man leaving coldly...Zhou Ruotong bit her red lips tightly, a little unwilling...

She whispered again, "Then... Mr. Chen... Can you leave a WeChat account... or phone number? When you are free... I will contact you again?"

Zhou Ruotong was obviously not reconciled, so he just gave up... asked again in a very clear voice.

"No." But Chen Zongheng, like an iceberg, returned two words again.

Then, his figure was as cold as cold, and he walked directly into the hall...take the elevator upstairs...

Only Zhou Ruotong was left...a beautiful host, standing alone in the cold wind, shivering a little.

The scene was a bit awkward.

This……

All the bodyguards in the cell pretended not to see them... they looked around.

As for Qiu Yiren, her pretty face was stunned...somewhat inexplicably, she didn't know how to speak.

This... the atmosphere is indeed a bit too embarrassing.

Zhou Ruotong stood in the cold wind, her body wrapped in a snow-white down jacket, shaking slightly with cold.

Her beautiful eyes looked straight at the leaving figure of the man... her mind was extremely confused...

The first time I struck up a conversation... ended in... such a tragic failure?

This made her unexpected.

Standing there, she was a little confused and inexplicable, not knowing how to react.

At this moment, Qiu Yiren stepped forward, breaking the embarrassment of the atmosphere.

"That... I'm sorry Miss Zhou..." Qiu Yiren stepped forward and apologized softly, "My security director...he has a weird temperament...not too emotional...Please don't take it to heart."

Zhou Ruotong bit her red lips with her teeth, and only then did she get her gaze back from the sluggishness.

She shook her head helplessly, "It's okay."

At this time, a faint loss flashed in her heart.

She was originally a TV host, aloft...enjoying a big star sought after by tens of thousands of people.

Over the years, I don't know how many high-quality men have rushed to chase her.

However, she is a perfectionist, she never accepts forced love and marriage.

Therefore, at the age of 26, she chose to be alone. Did not accept any love, did not accept any man's pursuit.

However, it wasn't until yesterday...when she was rescued by Chen Zongheng that her heart...was suddenly beating!

At the moment of life and death, she seemed to...see the love she longed for.

That kind of life-and-death, life-saving emotion... let this beautiful host fall into an instant.

Therefore, today she disregarded her image and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Mr. Chen.

But as a result, I didn't expect to fail like this.

At this time, Zhou Ruotong, who had reacted, could only sigh helplessly.

"Ms. Zhou, do you want to go up and sit for a while? Take a drink of tea?" Qiu Yiren asked her magnetically when she saw her complex and sluggish complexion, and she couldn't bear to stand in the cold wind.

Zhou Ruotong shook his head gently.

"No, I have to go back to record the show, so I'll leave first."

After speaking, she looked complicated and lost, and slowly walked towards her Maserati car.

"That's right." But, when she just walked to the car, she hesitated for a long time, but suddenly turned around again, beautiful eyes looking at Qiu Yiren with complicated hesitation.

"Mr. Qiu...can you ask? Mr. Chen, does he... have a girlfriend?"

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