My host is the Queen of Prophecy

Chapter 91 Villain School Grass: Classmate, Your Vest Is Off (5)

Chapter 91 Villain School Grass: Classmate, Your Vest Is Off (5)

"Is there something else for this gentleman?" Chitose narrowed his eyes slightly, it was already early in the morning and late at night, and he didn't want to waste time staring at the person in front of him.

It's a big deal to deal with this explosive head first.

Zhong Ying didn't respond to her immediately, but stopped her when she turned around and was about to leave.

"Miss, can you do me a favor?"

"No……"

Before the word 'empty' could be said, Chitose was interrupted by Zhong Ying's next sentence.

"After the matter is completed, the remuneration is 500 million."

? !
Chitose touched the 17 yuan in his pocket with his hand in his pocket.

After a brief second of thought - compromise.

After all, the system has already given a hint.

Prove it works.

Although 500 million is really not a lot of money in her eyes, but in the eyes of 'her' in this world, it is enough to change a lot of things.

Chitose stopped for a while, turned around and looked at Zhong Ying calmly: "What's the matter?"

"Huh?" Zhong Ying slightly raised her thick eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "You are not surprised by the reward at all?"

Normally, a person would exclaim when they heard the reward of 500 million.

And, judging by her appearance, although her hairstyle is a bit... social.

But the face looks like a high school student.

"What's there to be surprised about?" Chitose's brows moved slightly, and he nodded: "Isn't there a similar thing reported in the news? Save a certain rich man and get a reward."

"But the reward I gave you is not an ordinary reward."

It was probably because the other party was so calm that people like Zhong Ying couldn't help asking.

"That can only prove two points: first, your boss is very rich, and second, you need my help and others cannot."

Once there is something in this world that only one person can do, then that person is the only sweet potato.

Chitose probably guessed that he was the only one.

Zhong Ying heard that the original scrutiny eyes were quietly changing, and turned into an inexplicable appreciation.

"You are very smart." Zhong Ying praised.

Chitose didn't take it seriously. From birth to death, countless people praised her for being smart.

If there are more clocks, one is not more, and if there are fewer clocks, one is not much.

She just wants to know the result, for example, what is the 500 million high-priced business.

"I think you can get to the point directly." Chitose narrowed her eyes lightly, and said in a calm and calm tone, "What do you need me to do?"

"If it's convenient, let's talk while driving to the villa."

Chitose glanced at the Maserati behind the extended Lincoln, nodded and said, "Okay."

Half an hour after getting in the car, Zhong Ying told her roughly what needed her help.

Chitose summed it up in one sentence: Pretend to be Huo Suisui, Huo Lin's granddaughter.

Because the face of the original owner is exactly the same as Huo Suisui's, but there is really no blood relationship.

Huo Suisui fell into the water and died a few days ago. Huo Lin never believed this fact, and the Huo family did not announce it to the public.

After Zhong Ying finished talking about the matter, Chitose leaned lazily on the back seat, folded his hands on his chest and said, "I didn't say that, but pretending to be a granddaughter can have such a good thing as 500 million, do you think I believe it?"

Zhong Ying's eyes suddenly froze for a moment, and a look of surprise flashed across his usually calm and composed demeanor.

With this sudden change in eyes, the moment he looked at Chitose, Chitose knew that his guess was correct.

There may be a pie in the sky, but it may not be so easy to eat up this pie.

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  Looking for a recommendation ticket~
  


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