Universal system must die

Chapter 22, The Secret of the Angel in White
Chris didn't see the dish that Chris was looking forward to, and he was very curious about the plates of food that came up.

The spicy seasoning and the taste of spicy lips immediately made Chris click his tongue.

"What is this... It tastes quite tender."

One bite was not satisfying, Chris finished it quickly, and took another bite with his tongue.

Cool, so fucking cool.

He Ming gnawed a mouthful of kidney, drank a mouthful of Laobaigan, a stream of heat warmed his heart.

Of course, this is not the original owner's hobby. In his previous life, He Ming climbed Mount Everest, went to the snow-capped mountains, and entered the Tibetan Valley, which is rare.

"Hey, I've eaten your country's hot pot, and I can't stand the spicy taste. This barbecue is spicy and fragrant, which makes people want to stop..."

"Is this beef tendon? It tastes so good."

The two young ladies at the table had bitter faces and were unwilling to bite. Chris's secretary was a China expert and obviously understood what this was. What could she say to the boss if he was enjoying the meal?

Boss, I really admire how delicious your food is. I have eaten it so many times, but I don’t feel it is delicious.

Hey!
Finally, when the mutton skewers were served, Zhenzhen and the female secretary dared to eat.

Seeing the fragrance of He Ming's dry drink, Chris also took a sip.

puff!
Immediately, he choked so hard that his throat hurt, and his throat was about to explode.

After coughing for a while, he gasped and said, "What is this? I've drank your liquor before, it's different."

"67 degrees pure Laobaigan, with a brewing history of 2000 years, how is my brother?"

"..."

Chris is not easy to talk to. People drink wine like water. No wonder they look down on wine.

You don't have to drink wine, but you can't skip barbecue.

There are also various dark insect dishes specially ordered by He Ming. Chris is quite adventurous. After taking a small taste, he immediately fell in love with climbing forks and bamboo worms.

The two men had a good time eating high-protein dark food, but Zhenzhen and the secretary were disgusted.

After a meal, Chris was very satisfied.

"Hey, thank you for your barbecue dinner. I am very satisfied. You are an interesting person. This is my business card, please accept it."

Chris smiled brightly. He Ming's family had just gone bankrupt and he had investigated it. He thought he would help revive the family business if he got to know him.

I don't want He Ming to be so open-minded, he has no nostalgia for extravagant life, and he doesn't care about his identity, and treats himself as a friend to eat at roadside stalls.

It was so sincere that Chris was touched.

He Ming smiled and accepted it and gave himself the phone number.

At this time, the secretary answered the phone, and after a few words, he quickly whispered a few words to Chris.

Chris pondered for a moment and made a quick decision.

"Hey, are you interested in going to a private party with me?"

"no problem."

He Ming, who had nothing else to do, agreed without hesitation, and suddenly noticed the resentful eyes beside him, and suddenly woke up.

"You can drink milk any day, but my brother's kindness is hard to stop, you should go back first!"

"Humph!"

Zhenzhen rolled her eyes at him angrily, and suddenly remembered something, "Mr. Chris, can I take a photo with you?"

"Oh, of course."

After the photo was taken, Zhenzhen left excitedly. He Ming didn't know how to take advantage of Chris's fame, so she wouldn't be so stupid.

Soon, a Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped.

Gentleman Chris invited He Ming into the car, and approached him and said, "He, Miss Zhenzhen likes to drink milk very much, aren't you too stingy?"

"..."

He Ming could only hehe.

drop--

Warning, serious warning!
The host is too filthy, has polluted the pure heart of the system, and the host does not take the system tasks seriously, and completes [Secret of the Angel in White] within 24 hours, otherwise he will be punished.

Tch, I was frightened.

The car drove to a manor, which occupied a large and solemn area, with a golf course, an artificial lake and gardens around the lake built inside.

Stepping into the central hall, the interior is luxuriously decorated and beautiful. He Ming said that it was average, and it was nothing compared to the cheap daddy's luxury mansion in his memory.

"Mr. Chris, Mr. Mao has been waiting for you for a long time. Would you like to see him now?"

The butler asked thoughtfully.

Chris waved his hand, apologized to He Ming, went into the room, changed his clothes, and brought He Ming to the living room.

A middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting in the hall, sipping a pot of tea in a peaceful posture. He suddenly opened his eyes when he heard footsteps, stood up and greeted Chris.

Chris walked over with a smile, introduced each other to the two, and then half hugged each other, looking very familiar.

"Old friend, I knew you would not disappoint me."

"Oh, I'm ashamed to say that, this time I'm here to apologise."

Mao Yulong's face turned bitter.

"Oh, what happened?"

Chris feels incredible, he is very clear about the strength of the angel in white.

"It's a long story, and I was lost by one of my incompetent subordinates."

"Can blood crystals be thrown?"

Chris was stunned, and then his face was gloomy. You must know that this is one of the main things he came to China this time.

He Ming was startled, brother, this friend can't be an angel in white!
What a coincidence, come out to the dog system, and you will solve the trouble you caused.

Mao Yulong suddenly felt something, and looked at He Ming with sharp eyes.

"This friend also knows about blood crystals?"

I said, your uncle is a dog, you are so sensitive.

"heard about it."

Chris also looked at him at this time, with some doubts, "Hey, I wanted to show you around, but you also know about blood crystals?"

"Uh……"

He Ming's mind turned, and he soon had an idea, hesitating and unable to speak, and finally he seemed to be determined and relieved.

"That's right, I'm afraid you won't believe me, but I met someone who knows magic and saw blood crystals in him."

He Ming recounted half-truths and half-falsehoods what he had seen inside the clubhouse, saying it was so thrilling that he could barely escape.

Chris and Mao Yulong looked at each other, with a hint of joy on their faces.

"Hey, my friend, would you take me to that place?"

"No, I won't go even if I'm beaten to death. My cousin has already been taken away by his family. I managed to escape, so I'm a fool."

Mao Yulong was more direct, and immediately said: "Little brother, don't be afraid, I guarantee you are fine, but you are just a poor blood-related warlock, I can handle it with one hand."

"Blood Warlock? Such a scary name, I'm afraid."

"Little brother, as long as you help me, you will be a friend of the angel in white from now on. Trust me, you won't regret it."

He Ming was very helpless, what to do, I was so scared!
"Hey, trust Mao, he has this strength, and you will know how powerful the angel in white will be in the future."

"Then... well, bro, I'm just looking at your face, but what exactly is an angel in white?"

The host successfully completes the task of [Secret of the Angel in White] and will be rewarded with [-] good people and [-] mall coins.

(End of this chapter)