Ultimate Pawn

Half an hour later, the Mercedes-Benz fleet slowly drove into the Marriott Hotel on Jiangbin Road.

Here is the address of the hotel Fei Fanjin reserved.

Super five-star Shanghai and Haihai City, Marriott Twin Hotel.

Two towering hotel skyscrapers converge into the shape of twin stars.

In the middle of the two buildings, there is a magnificent hall porch decorated.

Resplendent and magnificent, like a European-style palace.

After the Mercedes-Benz was stable, the two hotel attendants respectfully stepped forward and opened the door carefully.

The two of Qiu Yiren and Chen Zongong stepped out of the car.

And just now.

‘Boom...! In the dim sky, a thunder flashed.

Immediately afterwards, the puff-like rain poured down.

On a cool summer night, it rained heavily.

"You guys, have a meal in the cafeteria in the lobby, and when you're done, wait for me at the door." Qiu Yiren ordered the group of bodyguards behind him.

Then, she walked into the hotel with Chen Zongheng.

The hotel waiter led the two people all the way to the presidential private room on the top floor.

Go through the corridor and take the elevator straight to the top floor of the hotel.

Finally, I came to this one of the most luxurious boxes in Shanghai, WJ Marriott Hotel, NO.1 presidential box.

This NO.1 presidential box has a minimum guaranteed consumption of one million yuan.

It can be seen that the guests who can come here for consumption need much wealth and status.

For a dinner, the minimum consumption is 1 million. This is not something ordinary people can consume.

After a dinner, I ate a house.

The four male waiters carefully pushed open the two golden doors of the box.

In the eyes, it is magnificent. Luxury is boundless.

A dining table as huge as a palace emperor is placed horizontally in the middle of the box.

On the dining table, golden candles embellish it, setting off a classic atmosphere.

However, in front of the French windows of the presidential box, a purple cheongsam was standing. She has brilliant eyes, staring at the scenery outside the window so deeply...

At this time, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows hundreds of meters high... the whole city is shrouded in a misty rain curtain.

Outside the window, the rain is pouring.

"Miss Fei, your VIP has been brought here." The waiter respectfully said at the door of the box.

Fei Fanjin, standing in front of the French window, nodded gently.

"Ms. Qiu, you are here." Then, the beautiful figure of her cheongsam turned slowly.

But when her gaze... fell at the door of the box, she was slightly taken aback.

Because she saw another familiar figure at the door.

Chen Zong.

Is he here too? !

At this moment, Fei Fanjin's beautiful eyes visibly trembled.

It was a wave of icy anger and hatred.

This Chen Zongheng made his father disabled.

His father's plan was lost.

Today's father has become a living dead.

All this is thanks to him Chen Zongheng.

But at this time, he actually... came to this dinner.

This made Fei Fanjin's complexion cold.

"Why are you here? You are not welcome here." Fei Fanjin's face was as cold as cold, and his eyes were directed at Chen Zongheng.

She will never forget the appearance of this **** man in her life.

This man made her Fei family become like this.

This hatred can never be forgotten.

"Fan Jin, he is my friend. I invited him to come with him." Qiu Yiren stepped forward and explained the magnetic sound. It's a round game.

At the same time, the Qiuyi people also changed Fei Fanjin's name from Chief Fei... to ‘Fanjin’.

She didn't hope that the two families would really be divided completely because of this.

Used to be a close partner.

She really didn't want the shareholders and the family to break.

She wanted to try to restore this friendship.

"He is not welcome here." Fei Fanjin repeated with an extremely cold expression on her face.

The hatred for Chen Zongheng has deepened into his bones. Even one more look made her feel anger overwhelming.

However, Chen Zongheng looked indifferently.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked into the presidential box so leisurely.

Then, he pulled a chair away and sat down.

Uninvited to enter.

He is calm and calm, without the slightest polite appearance.

"Who allowed you to come in? Who allowed you to sit down? You, get out!" Fei Fanjin's pretty face was cold and angry, and her beautiful eyes stared at Chen Zongheng! Motioned him to roll.

"Oh? You, say it again?" Chen Zong was smoking a cigarette, tapping his finger on the mahogany tabletop, staring at Fei Fanjin slightly.

Ding Ding Ding.

Fei Fanjin was actually turned back a few steps by his...a gaze.

The look in this man's eyes was raging, like a beast, making her heart tremble.

Fei Fanjin's beautiful eyes were complex and deep, and her expression was pale and embarrassing.

"Security!" She screamed, and she was about to call the hotel security.

"Okay!" With a clear drink, Qiu Yiren's pretty face was dignified and stepped into the box on high heels.

"Sit down and eat."

Qiu Yiren pulled a chair straight away and sat down at the dining table.

Her words broke the icy atmosphere of the scene.

Fei Fanjin suppressed the hatred and anger in his heart and took a deep breath.

Then, coldly walked to the table and took a seat.

However, her eyes still glared at Chen Zong.

The resentment and killing intent in those eyes was hard to conceal.

"Serve." Fei Fanjin clapped her hands and motioned for the waiter to serve.

Soon, the queen attendants of the box began to serve dishes.

Plates of luxurious dishes with golden plates were brought up carefully.

Golden Buddha jumping over the wall, braised bear paws, stewed puffer fish, steamed monkey brain...

A series of top-notch and luxurious dishes were brought to the table.

It deserves to be a presidential box with a minimum consumption of one million yuan.

Every dish is luxurious and top-notch, rare in the world.

"Serve wine." Fei Fanjin's voice was calm and greeted the waiter.

The waiter nodded, exited the box, and went to fetch the wine.

A few minutes later, the two waiters slowly walked into the box, carrying a pot of clay-stained ceramic wine jars.

Slowly lower the wine jar.

The mouth of the altar has not been opened yet, it seems that it has been sealed by mud and dust for a long time.

But the smell of wine can't hide it, floating in the air.

"Ms. Qiu, this is something I specially prepared for you. It has been aged for 20 years, and the daughter is red." Fei Fanjin sat right in front of the dining table in the box with a calm voice and said slowly.

Qiu Yiren nodded lightly, "I'm interested."

The waiter stepped forward and used a knife to chip away the soil seal of the wine jar.

Then, carefully opened the lid of the altar.

A strong aroma of wine floated out instantly.

The entire box is filled with sweet and aging wine aromas.

Jiangnan rice wine is a must in the world.

The mountain ghost looked down on the railing to watch the fire, and the furnace **** fell on the ground with Dao Gui.

Drink the remaining yellow rice wine, sit and listen to the cuckoo sound.

At this time, a jar of yellow wine completely stirred up the whole atmosphere in the box.

The wine is scented and mouth-watering.

Chen Zongheng sat at the dining table with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes dark and deep.

He has always been addicted to wine.

Drunk life and dreams of death, life geometry?

"Pouring wine." Fei Fanjin greeted the waiter.

The two waiters stepped forward, fetched the wine spoons, and poured three glasses of mellow rice wine for the three of them.

The wine is mellow and yellow, such as Qiongyeyuye.

Exudes a strong aroma of wine.

"Mr. Qiu..." Fei Fanjin held up the wine glass, hesitated, and finally changed his name awkwardly, and shouted again, "Iren, I'm toasting, you are free."

Then, she picked up the wine glass and drank the full glass of rice wine in one sip.

Qiu Yiren nodded lightly, followed, drinking half a cup of rice wine.

The aroma of wine floats in the air of the box.

A table full of rare dishes, mixed with the fragrance of rice wine, makes people appetite.

Chen Zongheng sat aside, but he was not welcome.

Raise the chopsticks and start to move the meal.

He didn't come to talk about things. It's just that it's just a meal, nothing more.

Sip wine and enjoy dishes.

His posture is extremely elegant, like a gentleman.

At the table, the two heroines, also formally, began to cut into the topic.

Fei Fanjin shook the wine glass lightly, her long hair curled up, her delicate face looked a bit deep.

"Iren, the previous thing was that my father was wrong." Fei Fanjin said slowly with a complicated voice, "My Fei family, I am willing to withdraw from this equity battle."

Fei Fanjin hesitated, and finally said such a sentence.

Is this... actively seeking peace?

In the box, the air became a little quiet.

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