After he was released from prison, the stunning CEO came to his door

As one of the people who knows the inside story, the middle-aged man knows exactly what will happen next, and once things evolve into that situation, the biggest changes will occur!

The middle-aged man cannot imagine what consequences that variable will cause.

The middle-aged man exhaled and couldn't help but said: "No matter how powerful you are, you must consider the consequences before doing something. Sometimes, retribution ten years late is also unbearable."

When the sun rises and is directly overhead, it is noon.

"It's time to eat." Qi Tian stood in front of Zhang Zuo's door and knocked on the door, "It's time to go out to eat. Of course, if you are not hungry or you have money with you, you can continue to stay in the house. "

After Qi Tian finished speaking, he walked downstairs.

As soon as he reached the stairs, Qi Tian heard the sound of the door opening from behind.

Zhang Zuo walked out with a look of embarrassment. He indeed didn't bring any money.

First of all, changing Yanxia coins into magnesium gold itself requires some slightly complicated procedures, and Zhang Zuo came to the American Empire with Qi Tian from the Federation through special means, and he also had no money.

Zhang Zuo had been following Qi Tian all the way, and there was no place for him to use his money.

Later, after confessing his identity to Zhao Ya and others, Zhang Zuo was not the kind of person to ask for money. Zhao Ya and others did not expect that this elite student who came out of the United Academy did not even have a penny in his pocket.

In fact, having money or not has nothing to do with being an elite or not. Having no money means having no money. Unless Zhang Zuo deliberately does something to make money, if it is just an orthodox behavior, where else can he go except to pick it up? Do it?

A penny stumps the hero.

Zhang Zuo doesn't think he is a hero, but he really has no money and must eat. Now he is so hungry that he feels dizzy.

Zhang Zuo followed Qi Tian. Although Zhang Zuo had already hinted to Qi Tian before, and things were like this, they were not under Zhang Zuo's control. After all, Zhang Zuo was loyal to Yan Xia.

But after all, Zhang Zuo came to the American Empire with Qi Tian, ​​which made Zhang Zuo feel like he stabbed Qi Tian in the back, which made Zhang Zuo very embarrassed and a little afraid to face Qi Tian.

Qi Tian stood at the door of Villa No. 21, looked back at Zhang Zuo, whose walking posture seemed unnatural, and gave Zhang Zuo a look: "I suggest you walk faster, my whereabouts have been exposed, this street is being watched I have a lot of people, so it won’t be difficult to recognize you. You’ve also heard of Ender’s identity. Walk a little slower, I can’t help you if someone snipes you away.”

When Zhang Zuo heard this, he quickly walked a few steps, followed Qi Tian, ​​and tried his best to force out an awkward smile: "What, idol, I..."

"Let's go." Qi Tian patted Zhang Zuo's shoulder.

Qi Tian didn't care about the matter itself, it was because Zhang Zuo was too sensitive.

This pat on the shoulder made Zhang Zuo feel relaxed.

When Qi Tian and Zhang Zuo walked out of Villa No. 21, many people around them looked at them.

Not only on the streets, there were also many eyes in the dark, Qi Tian could feel it.

Zhang Zuo shuddered: "They want to kill us both with their eyes."

Qi Tian shook his head: "I don't know if you can kill with your eyes, but you will definitely want to kill us."

Zhang Zuo glanced around and whispered: "We should drive out."

Qi Tian smiled: "When we walk out, we can still survive if someone wants to attack us. If we drive, the moment we are locked by the rocket launcher, I am sure that there will be no scum left in us."

Zhang Zuoyi thought that this was indeed the case.

It’s not safe to eat now!

Just when Zhang Zuo wanted to ask what to eat, Qitian's cell phone suddenly rang.

After looking at the caller ID, Qi Tian picked up the phone.

"Aren't you tired of pretending to have so many identities? When you were in Jianjincheng, you pretended to be a smiling devil, and when you arrived in Walton City, you pretended to be Hades. You like role-playing, can your fiancée stand it?"

There was a crisp voice on the other end of the phone, speaking Yanxia dialect, relatively proficient, but with a somewhat lame accent.

With such an accent, including being able to speak like this, Qitian can only think of one person.

"Is Chang Lan with you?" Qi Tian asked directly.

"I said, I didn't have a name when I called you, right? I sent you a location. Come here now. If it's too late, I will take your loot back to the Holy See."

When the voice falls, hang up the phone.

Qi Tian glanced at the address sent to him. It was not far from Seventh Street and walked towards it on foot.

As Qi Tian and Zhang Zuo were walking forward, many people gathered behind them, all following their direction.

Obviously, there are many people who want to cause trouble for Qi Tian and Zhang Zuo, and they have already made plans to do so.

Qitian didn't care and let these people follow.

Qitian's destination is a Western restaurant.

To be precise, it is a local restaurant in Walton City, located on the 33rd floor of a building, also called the 33rd Floor Restaurant.

The restaurant is located in the garden on the top of the building. It is circular in shape and can overlook the entire Walton city from any direction.

During the day, traffic flows continuously in Walton City.

At night, while the traffic flow is constant, the lights are also bright.

At this moment, three people, two women and one man, were sitting at the edge of the rooftop garden restaurant.

Although this garden restaurant is carefully decorated and can be photographed anywhere, the two women sitting here have become the most beautiful scenery in this garden restaurant.

Even though the other women who can sit and dine in this expensive restaurant are all well-established, such as the Miss World Beauty Pageant, a lady from some family, there is still a gap compared to these two women.

The blonde Athena exuded a noble aura.

Chang Lan, who has jet black hair, has the unique classical beauty of oriental women.

These are two completely different aesthetics, but they are perfectly integrated at this moment.

The collision of two styles and customs brings a visual feast that people cannot take their eyes away from.

As for the other man, he is also a handsome guy, with a height of 1.9 meters, an absolute model figure, angular facial features, and low-key but expensive brands all over his body. He is definitely the image of a prince in the hearts of many women.

In fact, this is indeed a prince.

Athena put down her phone, glanced at the man, her beautiful eyebrows tightened together, and said: "An Luo, you heard it too, I made an appointment with a friend to talk about something, you should give me some private space."

An Luo shrugged: "I have to keep an eye on you."

Athena still frowned: "I can't have you listening by the side when I talk about things."

"Of course I will be there to listen." An Luo looked matter-of-fact.

Athena shook her head: "This is very rude."

An Luo smiled slightly: "The education I received since childhood is that others must be polite to me first."