"You dare to come here less than ten minutes after he left. Aren't you afraid of death?"
The balcony door was pushed open and the figure walked in.
"Although Su Changfeng's growth rate is very fast, it has not reached an alarming level."
The man glanced behind him and sneered: "You're not acting yourself into it, are you?"
"Cut the nonsense."
Xiao Qingqing said coldly: "What are you here for?"
The man snorted coldly: "You are asked to assassinate Su Changfeng on the way back to the building..."
"Who gave the order?"
Xiao Qingqing said coldly: "Even if you look down on Su Changfeng, his strength is not something I can deal with."
"Assassinate him, are you afraid that you want me to die?"
The man took out a test tube from his arms, raised his hand and threw it towards Xiao Qingwu.
"If you find a way to make him drink it, the success probability of the assassination will increase to more than 80%."
Xiao Qingqing lowered his head and glanced at the transparent potion, and said coldly: "Don't you know that he is nearly immune to any poison now?"
The man sneered.
"If it is a normal poison, it will naturally not be able to do anything to Su Changfeng."
"But the poison on your hand was specially formulated through his DNA."
"If other people take it, it is equivalent to drinking a glass of boiled water."
"But to him it is no less than a bowl of Meng Po soup."
Xiao Qingqing lowered his head and grasped the test tube in his hand, narrowed his beautiful eyes and was speechless for a long time.
…
Thai Bang Palace, dining area.
Su Changfeng stuffed a large piece of steak into his mouth and picked up the soup next to it.
Yan Wanbai didn't care about how he was eating, but put a piece of information on the table.
"This is the draft I made, take a look."
"If there is no problem, then I will follow the above content tomorrow."
Su Changfeng swallowed the contents of his mouth.
"You can make your own arrangements."
After speaking, he asked again: "Does Zhang Yili have anything to say?"
The smile on Yan Wanbai's face was a bit cunning.
"Although he was very reluctant, it was not me who asked for help after all."
"Of course, I didn't make any excessive demands. The main purpose is to strive for greater benefits for the Chinese people in trade and foreign cooperation projects."
Su Changfeng couldn't help laughing.
"If you ask me, you should be a little gentle."
"If it were me, I would make him so painful that he couldn't sleep for three days and three nights."
In fact, Su Changfeng just said it.
As I said before, the two people are good at different fields, and their ideas for solving problems and striving for benefits are naturally different.
Su Changfeng's style is to maximize profits within a controllable range.
Yan Wanbai, on the other hand, strives to maximize profits within a stable range.
The former may make Zhang Yili jump up and down with anger, but it will not make him go crazy.
The latter's words made Zhang Yili feel distressed for a while, but they would not make him take any irrational measures.
For example, sending someone to assassinate someone or causing trouble, etc.
But Yan Wanbai obviously didn't care about Su Changfeng's words.
Because she captured a message in the other person's words.
"When are you going to leave?"
As Yan Wanbai spoke, he couldn't help but look down at his dinner plate.
Su Changfeng couldn't help but smile.
"I am a soldier of Daxia, so naturally I cannot leave my post for too long."
"Besides, it's not like I won't come back once I leave, so there's no need to be so sad."
Yan Wanbai thought so and stopped worrying about Su Changfeng's departure.
