The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 316
"You just took the wrong medicine."

When Qian Wanze heard Wang Chen's words, she let go of her hand and struggled away from Wang Chen's embrace.

She tidied up her clothes, then looked at Wang Chen coldly, and said in Wang Chen's somewhat incomprehensible tone: "You bastard, you are terrifying."

Wang Chen pondered for a while, but didn't want to understand why Qian Wanze said these words suddenly.

He stood up and wiped off the dust on his buttocks, waved his hands and said, "Well, human thinking can no longer keep up with your footsteps."

Qian Wanze didn't care about Wang Chen's turning a corner and mocking himself. She straightened her hair very seriously, looked around and said, "That guy Zhou Guang should hate you to death."

Qian Wanze knew that there were many people following Wang Chen, and there were also many people following her.

Wang Chen hugged himself in his arms just now, apparently noticed by those caring people. He believed that soon his family and many people would misunderstand his relationship with Wang Chen.

Especially that Zhou Guang from the Zhou family must be itching with hatred, after all, he has already gone to his own family to propose marriage, and his own family also has this intention.

"Sooner or later someone has to clean up."

Wang Chen smiled lightly, not to mention that Zhou Guang once asked someone to kill him, Zhou Guang couldn't get over the level of respecting Chang'an alone.

What's more, even if Zhou Guang can overcome the level of respecting Chang'an, he can't overcome his own level. After all...he is on that list!
"Sooner or later you have to clean up?"

The doubtful look in Qian Wanze's eyes flashed away. She didn't know what Wang Chen's next move would be. After all, very few people knew about it. Even smart people wouldn't be able to see it for a while.

"Yes, sooner or later."

Wang Chen snapped his fingers, took out his phone and looked at the text messages on it, and finally said to Qian Wanze: "Okay, you should go back and get ready."

"Everything is ready, what else is there to prepare."

Qian Wanze shook her head, she had already prepared everything she needed to do in the past two days, and even set up an executive team. As long as Wang Chen stepped in and made a phone call, the team she set up would be ready. Do it now.

"You have nothing to prepare, but it's time for me to prepare."

Wang Chen smiled helplessly, put his finger close to Qian Wanze's ear and snapped his fingers, waved her backhand and left.

Seeing Wang Chen leave, Qian Wanze gritted his teeth, this guy Wang Chen really thinks of himself as someone, he comes and goes when called, really thinks that he is his subordinate.

But after thinking about it, Qian Wanze couldn't help laughing again. After Wang Chen's incident is over, it won't be him calling him what he wants, but calling him himself. He has to be on call.

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After Wang Chen and Qian Wanze separated, they walked directly towards the place where the emperor lived.

At noon, Wang Chen came to the Emperor's Residence, and was led to the second floor by a waiter.

Casually ordered a pot of tea, Wang Chen looked at the white mist filling the space, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

The white mist inside the Emperor's Residence seemed to never dissipate. If this was the case, then I underestimated the Emperor's Residence a few days ago.

Soon, the waiter brought the tea, and she put the tea on the irregular big stone pier and stood quietly aside.

Wang Chen poured a cup of tea into the teacup, took a sip, and casually said to the waiter: "Your Imperial Residence has a profound heritage. It is estimated that even many first-line families do not have the layout of your Imperial Residence."

"First... the young master said it was too young, our Emperor's Residence is just a place to do business."

The waiter said softly to Wang Chen, looking at Wang Chen with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"The business you do in the Emperor's Residence is really big enough."

Wang Chen glanced at the faintly blurred window, feeling full of emotion in his heart.

I have come to the Emperor's Residence twice, and both times I was in the same attic, and I have never been to the other attics at all.

Obviously, those attics are not accessible to ordinary people, or in other words, those places are the cornucopia of the emperor's residence, and the teahouse is just for pocket money.

"Oh, what do you say, son?"

The waiter asked in surprise, the expression on his face flashed away.

"It looks just like I thought."

Hearing the waiter's inquiry, Wang Chen said with a smile, then pointed to the seat opposite him and said to the waiter, "Please sit down, I don't believe you are a waiter."

The woman was silent for a while, sighed and sat cross-legged opposite Wang Chen, looked at Wang Chen's face and said, "Master is very thoughtful."

Wang Chen shook his head, looked at the woman's hand on the big stone pier, then looked at his own hand and said: "It's not that I'm serious, it's your hands that exposed you."

"Young Master, if you don't mind, can you explain it to Cai'er?"

Miss Cai looked at her hands, she really couldn't figure out what detail she was exposing herself to, there seemed to be nothing noticeable about her hands.

Wang Chen put his hands on the big stone pier, smiled and said to Miss Cai: "Then tell me what's different about my hands."

Miss Cai looked down, looked at Wang Chen's slender white hands, and said with a sigh: "Young master's hands are rare among men. If Cai'er guessed correctly, you must often play the piano."

Wang Chen shook his head, seeing that Cai'er was a little puzzled, he said with a smile: "I know how to play the piano, but I don't play it for a long time, but I often play the guqin when I have time."

"Young master also plays the guqin?"

Miss Cai was a little surprised, there are very few people playing guqin now, most of them are lovers of ancient culture, and people like Wang Chen, I rarely see people who like to play guqin.

Wang Chen nodded, then shook his head again, looked at Miss Cai meaningfully and said: "Yes, but... I have killed more people with my hands than I have played the piano."

"Hehehe, young master, stop making fun of Cai'er. How can someone like young master kill someone?"

Miss Cai covered her mouth and giggled, as if she thought Wang Chen was very funny, but her heart was full of horror, because she completely believed what Wang Chen said.

"Each each other."

Wang Chen picked up the teacup and took a small sip, then lifted the teapot and poured another cup for Miss Cai and said, "Drink, I'm treating you. I believe that the boss of Diwangju will not deduct your salary, and he is reluctant to deduct your salary."

A brilliance appeared on Miss Cai's face, she picked up the teacup to play with, took a sip of the tea, and then sighed, "My lord is as scheming as Cai'er."

"Can you talk happily?"

Wang Chen rolled his eyes and looked at Miss Cai, this woman had a young man on the left and a young man on the right, it sounded completely unaccustomed to him.

(End of this chapter)