"Hello, please confirm. If it is correct, please sign for it."
A man in a black suit came forward with the receipt and handed it to Qiu Yiren.
The members in black suits were just ordered to deliver the vehicle. They were only the most basic members of the organization, so they did not know Chen Zongheng.
Seeing that Qiu Yiren was the core person in charge of this group, he handed the receipt form to Qiu Yiren.
Qiu Yiren took the receipt form and looked at the price of the vehicle...she was completely stunned.
There is only a long series of numbers on the receipt.
Vehicle selling price [270,000,000 yuan.]
270 million??!
A car costs 270 million?!
this!
Qiu Yiren hesitated, but in the end... she believed Mr. Chen.
I gritted my teeth and signed a purchase agreement to buy this extremely expensive luxury car.
The sky-high price of nearly 300 million to buy a car is simply...extremely luxurious.
Although Qiu's Group is a listed company, it is currently short of funds. At this critical moment, Qiu Yiren's R&D team is burning tens of millions of dollars every day. Under such circumstances, she can still buy a 300 million luxury car.
, enough to show her courage.
After putting down the sky-high-priced Maybach, the organizers drove away in the truck.
At the entrance of Qiu's Building, this shiny and luxurious Maybach attracted the attention of countless colleagues.
During the rush hour, colleagues clocked in and walked out of the building one after another.
When they saw this new car at the door, my colleagues were all stunned... Mr. Qiu bought a new car again... and also bought a Maybach?
Colleagues were confused... Mr. Qiu was not a high-profile person... How could he buy such a luxurious car...
Yang Feng, the bodyguard leader, carefully got into the Maybach car and started the car.
"Buzz...!" There was a rich and roaring engine roar, the V16 cylinder engine was ignited, and the Maybach sedan started.
"Mr. Qiu, please get in the car." Yang Feng said respectfully.
Qiu Yiren slowly got into the Maybach car with the support of a group of bodyguards.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and he got into the car immediately.
In front, ten Mercedes-Benz S600 cars cleared the way. In the middle, a Maybach bulletproof car protected Qiu Yiren. The entire convoy escorted Qiu Yiren in such a mighty manner and drove towards Qiu's Manor...
Along the way, Qiu Yiren's pretty face was complicated.
Just now, she vaguely learned from Yang Feng's tone that this Maybach used a large number of military-grade equipment materials.
This surprised Qiu Yiren. Although she didn't understand this, she also knew...the importance of military industry!
Unless they are important figures, ordinary people have no way of obtaining military equipment.
However, this Maybach is obviously a special equipment vehicle modified by the military industry!
Where did Mr. Chen get this?
This made Qiu Yiren once again doubtful about Mr. Chen's identity?
What is this man's identity?
She had an inexplicable illusion... When she hired this man... was it... a planned plan?
"Mr. Chen, this car... seems to be military equipment? Where did you buy it from...?" Qiu Yiren hesitated, and finally asked her doubts.
In the Maybach car, Chen Zongheng sat quietly on the luxurious aviation massage chair, eyes slightly closed, resting.
"Friend." His answer was only two words, simple and clear, without any redundant explanation.
Qiu Yiren:......
She couldn't figure out the truth of this sentence.
However, one thing seems certain.
This Mr. Chen is not very simple.
That terrifying and extraordinary skill, and... the ability to obtain military equipment at will?
These all indicate that behind him...maybe...there are some mysterious military connections?
Half an hour later.
The Mercedes-Benz convoy arrived safely at Qiu's Manor.
After yesterday's assassination, all bodyguards were on heightened alert today.
Fortunately, the road was calm and there was no danger.
In Qiu's Manor, a sumptuous dinner has been prepared.
Chen Zongheng lit a cigarette and was about to go in for dinner.
At this moment, a text message was suddenly sent to his mobile phone.
He took out his phone and glanced at the text message:
【Can you...come here?】
The content of the text message is only one sentence, very simple, but it seems a little anxious?
Although this text message number was not noted, Chen Zongheng remembered this phone number. This was... Yuan Li's phone number.
That girl, something happened?
This was Chen Zongheng's first reaction.
He immediately turned around and got into a Mercedes-Benz.
"Mr. Chen, what's wrong? Aren't you coming in for dinner?" Qiu Yiren just stepped into the villa door and looked at Chen Zongheng in confusion.
"If something happens, you can eat."
Chen Zongheng replied indifferently, then started the Mercedes-Benz S600 sedan, stepped on the accelerator, and sped out.
Qiu Yiren was left standing in front of the villa door with her pretty face surprised and confused?
This is, what happened?
…
Lujiazui, a first-class mansion by Tomson.
High-rise on the 33rd floor.
In front of the luxurious and huge landscaped balcony, Yuan Li leaned gently in front of the glass guardrail, letting the gentle river breeze... blow his long hair.
There is only loneliness and loneliness on her delicate and beautiful face.
Being locked up alone in this huge mansion of several hundred square meters, with no friends or family, for her... what is the difference between this and being in jail?
A mansion worth hundreds of millions, but it's lonely and cold, like an iron cage.
Looking outside the viewing platform, you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful river view and the entire city skyline.
But, in Yuan Li's eyes, all this... is so cold, without any emotional warmth.
A city, no matter how beautiful it is, if there is no emotion, then... it is just a cold steel bar.
"Ding dong."
At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Yuan Li's lonely and helpless eyes suddenly disappeared, and a trace of expectation flashed across her pretty face.
Wearing plush slippers, she hurried to the door of the mansion and turned on the LCD screen on the wall.
When she saw the familiar man's figure outside the door, her heartbeat accelerated a little.
Yuan Li stretched out his hand, gently smoothed the bangs of his long hair, and then hurriedly opened the door of the mansion.
The door of the mansion opened, and Chen Zongheng stood outside the door wearing a straight suit and a calm and indifferent expression.
"What's the matter?" Chen Zongheng asked straight to the point without asking for help.
He thought that the text message Yuan Li sent was about something, so he came here.
But, at this moment, seeing Yuan Li's appearance, it seemed that... nothing happened?
Yuan Li blinked his watery eyes and said cautiously, "I want...I want...you to go shopping with me."
The little girl spoke her thoughts without any concealment.
Upon hearing this, Chen Zongheng's eyes narrowed slightly.
A text message asked him to drive over quickly.
But the result was such a ridiculous and rude request?
Originally, Chen Zongheng thought... something had happened to Yuan Li, so he came in a hurry.
However, the result at this moment made him a little angry.
He hates making trouble without reason.
"Shopping? Is this...the reason why you are looking for me?" Chen Zongheng stared at her with cold eyes, "Are you challenging my patience?"
At this moment, Yuan Li's expectant smile on his pretty face faltered slightly, and his heart trembled.