Chapter 51: Brother’s Small Vault 16

I don't have much interest in watching it. After scanning the ten lines at a glance, plan to throw it back.

The above is about how Yang Jianxian started his business when he was young, what his preferences were, and so on.

50 points wasted...  

At this time, Fancy suddenly noticed the time of Yang Jianxian's birth and death.

She stared at it, and she was instantly in place.

Over half a hundred years old, the tycoon who used to be all-powerful in the pharmaceutical industry,

It was actually today that his daughter died at the bar mitzvah!

Abnormal death is being shot in the head by someone.

Fancy thought that I had misread the time, and reconfirmed that it was indeed today!

She suddenly felt that today was not the right time.

There must be some muddy water waiting for her.

But leaving now is definitely not an option.

She can leave gracefully, but Qi Zhandong can't.

She is worried about leaving the male protagonist here alone.

If something happened to Qi Zhandong, her task in this novel would be done in vain.

After coming out of the toilet, Qi Zhandong saw that her face was not very good, and asked her what was wrong from time to time.

Fancy shook his head, and solemnly instructed him that he must follow her at the banquet tonight.

Qi Zhandong was a little flattered, he pretended to look at the sky and said:

"I have some doubts that the sun will hit the west side later."

Fancy ignored him, called a passing waiter and asked him to bring her a pair of chopsticks.

After taking it, she suddenly faced Qi Zhandong, used his body to block the public's sight, and lifted up her skirt.

Qi Zhandong asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

As he spoke, he was going to press her skirt.

The fancy solemn sound kept him still, and the sound seemed to be smothered in ice.

Qi Zhandong froze and saw with his own eyes that she stuck a pair of chopsticks into the leather gun holster on her thigh.

She neatly arranged the skirt and pulled Qi Zhandong to a corner to wait for the start of the banquet.

If she knew something was going to happen tonight, she must have prepared a gun in advance.

Not now, so can barely cope with it with chopsticks.

I have to say that this old Mr. Yang is very safety conscious.

Probably because he knew that his life was valuable, he could not find a slightly sharp tableware on the ring table at the banquet.

Not to mention fruit knives, even the forks are plastic and break easily.

"What's going on?" Qi Zhandong also felt her tension.

The moment she came out of the bathroom, her fox eyes never stopped looking at every gorgeously dressed guest at the venue.

Like an eagle alert to danger.

Fancy said that an accident is going to happen tonight, and someone may want to kill Mr. Yang.

Qi Zhandong's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously looked at the man in the middle of the crowd, wearing a red Tang suit.

He was chatting and laughing with a group of friends in the shopping mall and officialdom, with a pretty little daughter standing beside him.

I can't imagine a situation where someone is going to kill someone.

"How do you know?" he asked in his fancy ear.

Fancy felt the heat from his exhalation sprinkled between her neck, frowned and pulled a little distance:

"It's easy to die if you know more, just follow me closely."

Qi Zhandong was a little funny, but also a little happy.

If something really happened, he was going to protect her.

With her small arms and calves, are you still following her closely?

But no matter what, in her heart, he still has a little bit of importance.

Otherwise, he would not be worried about his safety, let alone say such words to protect him.

......

Yang Jiahui could hardly maintain her smile, and the tears were almost on the edge of her eyes, shaky.

He still didn't come.

On the pretext of leaving the crowd, she wrapped a coat indiscriminately and stood at the door of the hotel looking forward.

The mobile phone was tightly held in her hand, as if it was holding her heart, and a little turbulence could set off her stormy waves.

But the phone was so quiet, cold and ruthless in her hands, without making a sound.

"Miss, you are here, come in, it's windy outside, don't get cold!" The nanny put on another long coat for her distressed and urged her to go in.

Miss is she grew up watching.

Don't look at the lady's fine clothes and food, but her life is not very comfortable.

The young lady's mother went early, and the young stepmother treated her so harshly that she could hardly tolerate her.

Fortunately, the young lady is self-righteous, good at studying, and has a good temperament, which is very important to the master.

Otherwise, this wealthy family really has no way to live.

Yang Jiahui was still looking at the street corner for a moment, as if the next moment, the person on the top of her heart would appear.

The nanny sighed:

"Miss, why are you doing this?"

She knows about Guan Chang.

Ever since met this young and handsome guy, young lady has been talking about it every day as if she had hit an evil spirit.

Peel an orange at home, and the peeled skins unconsciously form the abbreviation of the young man's name.

Yang Jiahui was still looking at him motionless.

She had never seen such a boy as Guan Chang.

The moment he raised his eyes in her camera, it seemed that all the light in the world had faded, and only his eyebrows were shining brightly.

He is a little pure, but also a little arrogant.

He didn't flatter her, he didn't flatter her, and of course, he didn't like her either.

Yang Jiahui was angry at his arrogance, angry at his ignorance of praise, and even more angry at him for not looking straight at her.

Only she was like a drug addict, so drunk in his eyes, she couldn't escape, and she couldn't escape.

She felt like she was crazy.

She stood so stubbornly in the cold wind, biting her lip without saying a word,

She waited for her father to call her in person before she stiffened and returned to the banquet hall like a broken puppet.

banquet begins

In fact, this is not just a birthday party for a rich girl, but also a place where business transactions begin.

Rich and powerful people are used to making contacts in this way.

Hua Hua and Qi Zhandong danced the opening dance with everyone on the dance floor.

But her body was too tense, and even Qi Zhandong was so nervous that her eyelids twitched, and she couldn't help but be vigilant around her.

At this moment, a hand stretched out towards the fancy duo.

The owner of the hand was a young man who looked no more than thirty years old.

He looked at Hua Hua with a bright and handsome smile, his meaning was obvious, he wanted to change dance partners with Qi Zhandong.

Naturally, Qi Zhandong could see his intentions, and when he turned his body, Wu Yuan, who was wearing a garish and indistinct trace, left him with a refusal back.

The young man persevered and chased after him with his dance partner.

After several times in a row, Qi Zhandong expressionlessly stretched out his feet in shiny leather shoes and stepped on his toes ruthlessly.

At the end, he said without any guilt: "Oh, sorry, slippery feet."

You know, the soles of business leather shoes are very thick, and you will be kicking when you walk, let alone stepping on people.

The man's face turned green.

But in order to maintain a gentleman's demeanor, he smiled and said it was okay.

But there was clearly written in his eyes, "You boy wait for Lao Tzu."

He tentatively asked about the relationship between Qi Zhandong and the two. Although he was asking about Qi Zhandong, he never took his eyes off his fancy face.