Fu Jiajun, who was slumping on the chair, saw Guan Zhilin suddenly coming, immediately sat upright and said in surprise: "Miss Guan, why are you here?"

Guan Zhilin looked at Song Zhichao with a smile, then looked at Fu Jiajun and said, "I also checked in this hotel. If I remember it well, this hotel is your Fu family's chain hotel, then I have to give me a discount!"

"It's too exaggerating to say this," Fu Jiajun regained his spirit of being fierce. "You are a big star. It's our honor to come to us to stay here. Of course, you have to be exempted from the order!"

"Is that so why are you so embarrassed?" Guan Zhilin said as he glanced at Song Zhichao: "But you are having a meal, I came over and didn't bother you, right?"

Fu Jiajun said, "If you don't disturb us, we are also chatting... Have you had breakfast? If not, order one!" After that, he stood up very gentlemanly, helped Guan Zhilin pull a chair and invited her to sit down.

Guan Zhilin said: "I have eaten... Zhongyou, thank you last night. If it weren't for you, the consequences would be unimaginable..."

"You are so polite. We are men. When you see someone bullying you, of course you have to be brave. Besides, you are so beautiful, even if we don't help, there will be others who will help you." Fu Jiajun said with a smile.

Song Zhichao next to him did not speak, but habitually picked up the newspaper provided by the hotel on the dining table.

This is a "Macau Daily" that specializes in publishing some things that happened in Macau. As expected, Song Zhichao soon looked for the content he wanted on the front page headlines.

The title is "There is a fire in Macau gangs, and one death is thirteen injuries; the government urges the police to arrest the murderer as soon as possible!"

Then there is an official report comparable to martial arts, which says that there was a gang fight near the New Metropolitan Macau last night. Both sides each took weapons such as "baseball bats", "watermelon knife" and other weapons, and two or three hundred people fought together. It is reported that this is related to the recent competition between the gangs in Macau for real estate resources, and the suspects may be Yin Moumou and Nie Moumou.

In fact, it goes without saying that Macau people know that Yin Moumou is the collapsed tooth, and Nie Moumou is the fat kun. However, as it approaches Jiuqi, Macau has become the most unprepared "crime city" in the world. The Portuguese are busy raising money from the Macau people's pockets so that they can spend money after they go back. Therefore, the police are inaction, collusion between officials and businessmen, and even collusion between black and white, which makes the people complain. Gang fights like this happen every now and then, and people have become accustomed to it. In Macau, a city supported by gambling, violence is always the best way to make profits.

Just looking at this article, Song Zhichao couldn't tell who won the victory in the end, or both sides were both defeated. However, seeing that Liu Luanxiong did not take the initiative to contact Guan Zhilin, Guan Zhilin could appear here so leisurely. From this, it is inferred that Mr. Liu may be very busy, and that collapsed teether was also very busy.

In summary, last night's battle was awful, and Liu Yin and the others were racking their brains to finish it.

"In fact, at the beginning, I didn't know that you were the eldest young master of the Fu family. Seeing you look gentle, I didn't expect you to have that courage." Guan Zhilin stared at Fu Jiajun with charming eyes and praised, "If it were someone else, I would have been scared away, let alone palmistry."

"Haha, it was A Chao who took action first, I'll take action by the way! I'll thank you for thanking you first!" After Fu Jiajun said that, he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, as if he was the only one talking to Guan Zhilin, and Song Zhichao didn't say anything.

"A Chao, do you think so? You said something!" Fu Jiajun kicked Song Zhichao under the table, winking at him.

Song Zhichao then smiled, folded the newspaper in his hand, put it back on the dining table, and then sat upright and said to Guan Zhilin: "It's really a coincidence. I met by chance last night and now I'm meeting each other again. Are we too destined to be together, or are Macau too young?"

Guan Zhilin's eyes flashed with surprise, and her face remained unchanged and said, "Of course I'm destined to be together. Why, Mr. Song thinks something is wrong?"

"Oh no, I'm just curious."

"What are you curious about?"

"I'm curious that Miss Guan should have breakfast with Mr. Liu at this time, but why did she suddenly come here?" Song Zhichao glanced around, "The business of Fulihua Hotel is not very good, and there are very few people eating breakfast, right?"

In fact, Macau’s business is really bad now. Most people really don’t stay here, and big stars like Guan Zhilin are unique. Therefore, it’s really strange that Guan Zhilin suddenly stays in this hotel and appears here.

Fu Jiajun touched his chin and suddenly rushed to Guan Zhilin, "Ms. Guan, you didn't come to our place to repay your kindness, right? If you do that, you'll be a little touched. Otherwise, you can be the spokesperson of our hotel. If the endorsement fee is not too outrageous, my Fu family can afford it."

Guan Zhilin smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Fu, you respect me so much. I am just a well-known female star. To be honest, my popularity is not as good as before. I am afraid that being the spokesperson of a hotel will affect the business of your hotel."

"Ha, what's the matter? Didn't you see that our hotel business is already very miserable. No matter how miserable it is, it's still miserable now!" Fu Jiajun was very real, pointing to the idle flies around the staff and the deserted restaurant, sighing.

Guan Zhilin smiled without saying anything.

Fu Jiajun is not as thoughtful as Song Zhichao. Seeing this, he talked a few more randomly and made fun of his own hotel, without any less awareness of his boss.

After talking for a while, Fu Jiajun began to feel uncomfortable. He just tried to look energetic, but after all, after staying up all night and drinking so much wine, his body could not deceive people. Now he began to yawn and cry.

"Mr. Fu, I think you look very sleepy, so why not go up and rest for a while." Song Zhichao suddenly said to Fu Jiajun.

"I'm fine, I can still withstand it." Fu Jiajun said, but yawned again, and then he felt uncomfortable in his stomach. "Okay, I'll go up and take a break first - Miss Guan, you chat with Achao for a while - I'm so embarrassed, I've lost my companion."

After saying that, Fu Jiajun got up, and the fat manager who was staring at him immediately trotted over, put his suit jacket on him, and served him very attentively.

Fu Jiajun put on his coat, waved his hands at Song Zhichao, Guan Zhilin and the others, and then shook his body upstairs.

Looking back, Song Zhichao smiled at Guan Zhilin and said, "Miss Guan, Mr. Fu is a very good person. If you just plan to be friends with him, there is no problem; but if you have other plans, I hope you can be more cautious."

Guan Zhilin also smiled: "It seems that my acting skills are very bad, and you can see through it at first glance."

Song Zhichao picked up the tea cup and drank the tea, "Liu is very good, you can try to be with him everywhere. As for Mr. Fu, let's avoid it!"

"Why, I'm not worthy of him?"

Song Zhichao glanced at Guan Zhilin with deep eyes, "Believe it or not, I can look at the photos--"

Guan Zhilin smiled charmingly: "Help me see."

Song Zhichao remembered that Huang Zhan, one of the "Four Talents of Xiangjiang" in his previous life, once commented on Guan Zhilin's eyes like this, saying that it was a temptation that no one could resist. It was watery, which made all men's hearts melt in their eyes.

To put it bluntly, it is peach blossom eyes.

Women's eyes are full of peach blossoms and are not virtuous.

Being a lover is OK, but being a wife is spared.

"Your love luck is great, but your emotional line is very chaotic. Only when you can win will you have good luck."

"That's to say I'm 'bad'!" Guan Zhilin not only wasn't angry, but also giggled and suddenly said bluntly: "You don't let me approach Mr. Fu on purpose, is it interesting to me?"

"Does it look like it?" Song Zhichao shrugged.

"I don't know, I can only know after a try." Guan Zhilin bit his rosy lips and gently moved his face to Song Zhichao, his eyes as charming as silk, exhaling like orchids, and his red lips were rosy and full of temptation.

He is not a beauty, and even a tycoon like Liu in his previous life has caused countless men tossing and turning. Just looking at his current appearance, he can definitely draw out the soul of a man.

Faced with such a huge temptation, Song Zhichao suddenly stood up, then waved to Guan Zhilin behind, "Hello, Mr. Liu! Are you here to find Miss Guan?"

Guan Zhilin was shocked and turned around suddenly, but there was no ghost.

"Are you playing tricks on me?" Guan Zhilin turned around angrily, but saw that Song Zhichao had taken off his coat at some point, standing on the stairs upstairs, waving goodbye to her.

Guan Zhilin gritted her silver teeth and looked at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao suddenly grimaced at her and stuck out his tongue.

Guan Zhilin: “…”
Chapter completed!