Chi Bin sighed helplessly: "Mr. Zhang, it would be boring if you say this."

After a pause, Chi Bin looked at Zhang Kun seriously: "You and I know everything that happened in the past two days. I am deeply sorry for the trouble Chi Heng caused to you. I just hope that Mr. Zhang can give him a chance to see Chi Heng's young and ignorant situation. He is still young, please."

Zhang Kun was still unmoved: "But I really don't understand what you are talking about."

Chi Bin looked at Zhang Kun deeply with his lips pursed, and Zhang Kun shrugged and smiled.

After about ten seconds, Chi Bin suddenly waved to the distance, and soon a bodyguard in black came over, delivered a file bag to Chi Bin, and then walked to a faraway place.

Chi Bin held the file bag: "Mr. Zhang, I went to my brother's villa this morning and found something interesting there."

As he said that, Chi Bin opened the rope on the file bag, then took out a piece of a4 paper from it, and gently placed it on the table in front of Zhang Kun.

"This is a shoe print, a shoe print that shouldn't appear in my brother's villa, according to reason."

"My brother's villa is cleaned regularly every day. There are only nine people who have entered my brother's villa that day, including my brother and his friends, the sweeper, and several police officers who appeared that night. I have investigated that the shoe print does not belong to any of them."

"Then, I will first apologize to Mr. Zhang and go to your dormitory without your permission, and then I found something there."

As he said that, Chi Bin took out another piece of a4 paper from the file bag and placed it next to the previous piece of paper.

"I found a pair of shoe prints in the dormitory that were exactly the same as the one before. I asked, and the shoe print was exactly the pair of shoes on Mr. Zhang's feet."

As he said that, Chi Bin lowered his head and looked at the sneakers on Zhang Kun's feet, revealing a hint of chuckling.

Zhang Kun's face remained unchanged, and he was still smiling, but he sighed in his heart.

Well, I am not a professional gentleman. I have noticed it very much, so I pay great attention when I am in the villa. Don’t touch anything and try not to leave any fingerprints, but I forgot the shoes under my feet.

Zhang Kun sighed inwardly, but he still smiled on his face, staring at the two shoe prints curiously for a while, and then smiled: "This doesn't mean anything, my shoes are not a privately customized high-end product."

"Jordan is a big brand, and there are many people who buy it. Just my model alone, we may not sell less than a few thousand pairs in Nanshan City a year. What does this mean?" Zhang Kun looked indifferent.

Chi Bin chuckled and nodded: "Mr. Zhang is right, but..."

Chi Bin smiled, then pointed to a part of the shoe prints on the two sheets of paper: "The wear of the two sheets of shoe prints is almost exactly the same, and in this same place, there are very obvious and exactly the same holes, which seem to be made of nails. This is probably not explained by coincidence."

Zhang Kun looked down and found that there was a very obvious hole in the same place on the two sheets of paper, and the size and position were almost the same.

Zhang Kun's face darkened, then he looked up at Chi Bin deeply, and finally a sneer appeared on his face: "So, what do you want to say this means?"

Facing Zhang Kun's sneer, Chi Bin pursed his lips and said nothing, but picked up two pieces of paper on the table, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the garbage can next to it.

Chi Bin sighed softly: "Mr. Zhang, our Chi family has no intention of being an enemy of you."

Zhang Kun narrowed his eyes and sneered: "It seems that I was deliberately an enemy of you."

Since such an obvious flaw was revealed and Chi Bin has discovered it, Zhang Kun is too lazy to pretend.

Even if you know it's me, so what? Since yesterday's decision to fight to the death, Zhang Kun has never thought about the Chi family.

If I really think you are a wealthy family, I'm afraid?

Chi Bin quickly shook his head: "I don't mean this. Mr. Zhang, there is actually only a little misunderstanding between us."

"Chi Heng has no eyes, and offended you and caused some trouble to you. We recognize this."

"Mr. Zhang, say something, what price does our Chi family need to pay to make this end." Chi Bin looked at Zhang Kun sincerely.

But Zhang Kun sneered: "The price? The Chi family probably can't afford the price I want."

Chi Bin smiled: "No matter what the price is, Mr. Zhang said it's okay. He has to say it before he knows it, right?"

"One billion, can you pay for my mental loss? Can you afford it for your Chi family?" Zhang Kun raised his lips and looked at Chi Bin with a sneer.

The smile on Chi Bin's face froze, and then he shook his head softly: "Mr. Zhang, you know, it's absolutely impossible to have a billion."

Zhang Kun smiled: "Look, I said that your Chi family can't afford it!"

"This is a lion's big talk. Mr. Zhang, this is not a reconciliation attitude at all." Chi Bin said with a wry smile.

Zhang Kun's face turned and he sneered: "I never thought of reconciliation!"

Chi Bin's face suddenly became stiff, his eyes were filled with anger, and the atmosphere on the scene became solemn.

At this moment, a sound of a trolley sounded next to him, and the waiter before him pushed a dining cart and walked over. Even before he got close, a strong smell of meat came from afar.

Zhang Kun's nose moved involuntarily, and soon the waiter came over and gently placed a plate of steak pasta in front of Zhang Kun. It was facing the steak. The meat smell became even more intense, and there was a faint sweet smell of onions. Then there was a glass of Coke with ice.

As for Chi Bin, of course, there is only one cup of lemon tea.

"Two, the dishes are served, please use them slowly!" After the waiter finished speaking softly, he slowly pushed the cart away.

Facing the rich meat fragrance, Zhang Kun looked up at Chi Bin, then picked up the knife and fork and cut the steak directly.

The world is big and the food is the biggest. What else should I talk about? I will talk about it until I finish eating.

Zhang Kun took a knife and fork and cut the steak into small pieces, then threw the knife and fork aside, picked up the chopsticks and grabbed it and ate it directly.

Eating steak and pasta is Zhang Kun’s favorite way to eat Western food. Although it is not elegant, Zhang Kun never thinks he is a gentleman or aristocratic person.

**silk naturally has the same way to eat **silk, so there are no such famous ones.

After seeing Zhang Kun let go of his hands and feet and eating, Chi Bin stopped talking, as if he was just a matter of fact and picked up the lemon tea and drank it slowly.

The atmosphere in the booth gradually relaxed for a moment.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Kun looked at the bare plate, took the napkin next to him with satisfaction and wiped the oil stains from the corner of his mouth, and then looked up at Chi Bin who had been waiting silently.

"It's not impossible to negotiate if you want to reconcile, but Chi Heng must be punished as he deserves."

"He...must...be...be...be in jail!" Zhang Kun stared at Chi Bin with his eyes, and then said word by word.

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Chapter completed!