Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 1 The Broken Halberd of the Gold Medal Host

[Host, there are only three hours left in your sojourn date, please pay attention. 】

"Nonsense, of course I know!"

The man got angry in a hurry, stepped on the cigarette that fell from his mouth, and hot sweat broke out on his white forehead with irritability.

It was the dog days of summer, the sun was scorching, and the sky was clear and cloudless.

The man picked up his cell phone and made a quick call.

The call rang for a long time, but the other party had no intention of answering it. Realizing this, the man simply hung up and dialed another number.

Time waits for no one, and every second of waiting is torture.

"Hello." A timid voice sounded from the opposite side.

"... What about Ming Hua! Didn't she say that she would give me an explanation, and leave me here and leave me alone?" The man was well-mannered, and he was always gentle and refined, but now he was quite angry.

"Hush——" the woman on the opposite side lowered her voice, and she amplified her voice slightly when she walked to a quiet corner where there was no one around, "Miss is playing the piano now, and I hate noisy noises the most."

play piano? !

Can you still do such elegant work at this time?

Guess he, Du Feng, had underestimated Miss Ming. He could find such excuses. This kind of woman had absolutely nothing to do with elegance. Would the woman who drove him to a speed of 180 an hour when they first met play the piano?

"I beg you, Mr. Du, please don't call me for now."

Du Feng hung up the phone unbearably.

The servant breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed the mobile phone in his hand, and took a look into the piano room. The woman sat on the black stool with her back straight. The white neck was slightly bent, and one ear was listening to the pitch quietly.

At the end of the song, the woman withdrew her white and slender hand, glanced at the servant standing outside, and asked, "What time is it?"

"what?"

The servant didn't react for a while, she thought Ming Hua would ask who was the caller just now.

"It's almost three o'clock."

Hearing the answer, Minghua's coquettish Danfeng showed a hint of narrowness in her eyes. She closed the piano cover, got up and straightened her dress.

The servant walked over just right and returned the phone respectfully.

Ming Hua took the phone and put it in his pocket without even looking at it.

"...What's wrong?" Ming Hua glanced at the servant whose expression changed slightly.

"Miss, someone called on your phone just now."

Ming Hua's slender eyebrows were half raised, and her natural smiling lips unexpectedly showed sarcasm, "The president of the Du family?"

The servant stopped talking completely and stayed in place. How could the lady speak so accurately?

Ming Hua didn't say anything else, and went straight out. It's this time, and Du Feng should be anxious. The deadline should not be long, since he appeared around him.

Minghua is the most difficult strategy character in all novels!

Du Feng dismissed this rumor when he was not carrying out this task. He is a hero who is about to pass through, and was sucked into this system many years ago because he played through countless beautiful girl love games.

For many years across the rivers and lakes, there are countless legends, passing among hundreds of flowers, not a single leaf touches the body.

Before undertaking this mission, he had already won the title of Gold Medal Host, and countless supporting female protagonists and villains fell under his crotch. Now he finally realizes that he fell on this rumor and became the unjust soul of Minghua's countless suitors. , so that the elegant disguise he had always maintained was completely torn apart.

damn it!
Is this woman a genie?

(End of this chapter)