Chen Zong sat in front of the dining table, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip of red wine.
"Since he invited you, why don't you go?" Chen Zongheng's voice was calm, without any waves.
Qiu Yiren's pretty face was complicated, and she looked at Mr. Chen.
"Don't worry, I'm here." As if sensing Qiu Yiren's worry, Chen Zongheng replied calmly with four words.
He will go to the banquet with Qiu Yiren.
"Mr. Chen, but your injury..." Qiu Yiren hesitated and asked softly.
After all, Mr. Chen was seriously injured trying to save himself a few days ago.
Now, his injury has not yet healed, Qiu Yiren can't bear it... and asks her husband to take action.
Guo Shaoze is definitely not someone to be trifled with. Now that Mr. Chen is going there injured...if there is a conflict, I'm afraid...
Qiu Yiren is worried about Mr. Chen's health.
When you are injured, you are taking advantage of others' danger.
Nowadays, the situation in Shanghai and Shanghai is in turmoil. Qiu Yiren does not want to let Mr. Chen go, so something unexpected happens.
"It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about." Chen Zongheng said calmly.
Indeed, what is this kind of injury to him?
The scars all over his body were ferocious, and he was a mess of life and death. He had experienced countless life and death in his life.
This little bit of trauma is just a new scar on the skin, so what does it count?
Qiu Yiren had complicated emotions and hesitated for a long time before finally nodding.
With Mr. Chen's company, it seemed...she felt at ease.
However, Mr. Chen is now seriously injured... and has not yet recovered.
She didn't dare to let down her guard.
Security teams were urgently deployed for full alert and defense.
nine in the morning.
Qiu Yi and Chen Zongheng walked out of the villa.
A fleet of twenty Mercedes-Benz vehicles were already waiting outside the door.
Nearly a hundred special bodyguards were waiting respectfully outside the villa door.
These bodyguards were specially hired by my father, Qiu Huaihai, who spent a lot of money.
Just to protect the safety of Qiu Yi people.
Now that the security team has expanded, Qiu Yiren's heart has calmed down a little.
Due to an invitation from Guo Shaoze, Qiu Yiren changed her itinerary immediately.
The original plan was to go to the group headquarters in the morning.
At this time, she changed her route directly and went to Fuxing Building to keep her appointment.
Surrounded by a group of bodyguards, Qiu Yiren got into the Maybach bulletproof car.
Chen Zongheng, on the other hand, followed him into the car.
He stood outside the car and slowly lit a cigarette.
Then he took out his cell phone and dialed a number in the imperial capital.
"Death, what's going on?" A hoarse old man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Zhang Yuyu, send someone... to pick me up at Fosun Group in two hours." Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and cold, without any explanation or nonsense, he went straight to the point.
"Fosun Group?" Zhang Yuyu's voice on the other end of the phone was slightly doubtful, "I understand."
"Remember, be on time." Chen Zongheng's voice was cold, without any emotion, and he hung up the phone after saying that.
It seemed that he had no respect at all for the character called 'Zhang Yuyu' on the phone.
He slowly blew out a smoke ring and slowly got into the Maybach sedan, surrounded by countless bodyguards.
In the car, Qiu Yiren glanced at him with doubtful eyes.
"Mr. Chen, what's wrong?" Qiu Yiren asked.
Sitting in the car, she didn't hear clearly the content of the call made by Chen Zongheng, but just asked in confusion.
"It's okay." Chen Zongheng puffed out smoke rings and replied lightly with two words.
Cherishing words means a thousand pieces of gold, even saying one more word... feels superfluous.
Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were filled with confusion... so she had to withdraw her curiosity.
The fleet of twenty Mercedes-Benz cars started slowly, escorting the Maybach car in the middle, and slowly drove out of Qiu's Manor...
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At the same time, several kilometers away.
Fuxing Group, building headquarters.
On the top floor, in the Presidential Standard Banquet Hall.
Guo Shaoze, the young director of Fuxing Group, was wearing a light blue tuxedo suit, with his hands behind his back, standing calmly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes faintly scanning the city scenery outside the window.
He is waiting.
Waiting for the VIP to arrive.
There was a phone call in the morning, inviting Qiu Yiren.
A unique reception is about to take place.
How could Guo Shaoze not be prepared?
In front of the banquet hall, on the luxurious gold marble table, plates of exquisite fruit plates and desserts were neatly arranged.
Dozens of waitresses in cheongsam were standing neatly on both sides of the hall, as exquisite as if they were in a palace.
The female secretary Xiaowan, wearing an OL uniform, stood respectfully behind the young master, reporting on the arrangements for the reception.
"Sir, the service personnel are in place, and the positions of Group A are also in place. The security of Group B and Group C, everything is normal and has been inspected."
Xiaowan's voice was solemn and she slowly reported the report.
Guo Shaoze's eyes were calm, he stared out the window and nodded slowly.
"Young Master, Xiao Wan doesn't know... Why did the Young Master want to host a banquet today? Then Qiu Yiren... Er'er, why do you have to deal with it in such a hurry?" Secretary Xiao Wan hesitated for a long time, then suddenly bowed slightly and asked respectfully.
Indeed, today's reception was a bit too hasty.
Last night, the young master suddenly made preparations, adjusted a series of manpower, and began to prepare for this banquet.
Is this too hasty? A bit baffling?
Xiao Wan didn't know that no matter how important Qiu Yiren was, she still wouldn't be such a big deal for Young Master to deal with her in such a hurry, right?
You know, the young master's power is spread all over the Yangtze River and Shanghai... Why do you have to rush to deal with someone?
Wouldn’t it be possible to plan more perfectly anytime, anywhere and prepare for a long time?
Guo Shaoze's eyes were calm and deep, staring at the city outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Do you know... a common saying?" He seemed to be muttering to himself, or asking his secretary.
Behind him, secretary Xiaowan was stunned and shook his head in confusion, "I don't know."
The corner of Guo Shaoze's mouth raised a deep arc, "There is a saying in the world... I will kill you while you are sick."
Hearing this, the female secretary Xiaowan's beautiful eyes suddenly condensed.
She finally came to her senses!
A few days ago, Qiu Yiren was assassinated, and the security director Chen Zongheng fought hard... According to the secret information sent by his informants, it was learned... that Chen Zongheng may have been seriously injured!
Now, isn’t this an opportunity?
Qiu Yiren herself is not scary... The security force of her Qiu Group is simply vulnerable to the Fosun Group.
The most terrifying person around Qiu Yiren, who is now feared by the entire Shanghai City, is the mysterious security director - Chen Zongheng!
Now, Chen Zongheng has been seriously injured. Isn't this the best time to take advantage of your illness and take your life?!
At this moment, the female secretary Xiaowan's eyes finally became solemn and admiring.
Is this the master’s plan?
Young Master, you finally decided to take action?!
Don't be sloppy in doing things. If you want to deal with this person, do it directly and add fuel to the fire!
Now is the best time to annex the Qiu Group...
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Guo Shaoze stared out of the window for a long time, then slowly turned around.
His eyes glanced at the two rows of cheongsam waitresses in front of the banquet hall.
There are a total of twenty waitresses in the two rows on the left and right, and each of them is extremely beautiful and delicate.
"Wait, are you ready?" Guo Shaoze's voice was calm, but with an inexplicable depressive aura!
"Sir, everything is ready!" The twenty waitresses suddenly stretched out their left legs.
Under the bifurcation of the cheongsam, a pair of cold and cold blades are hidden under the skirt!
This is not a waitress at all, but twenty... exquisite and beautiful female assassins!
Zhao Keman and Hu Ying.
Wu Gou Shuang Xue Ming.
This banquet is, basically, an out-and-out... Hongmen Banquet!
Guo Shaoze glanced at the twenty female assassin waiters with deep eyes and nodded with satisfaction.
The beautiful killers hired at a high price will carry out their most important mission today!
Qiu Yiren is only second.
The most important purpose of today's Hongmen Banquet... is to kill.
Behead, Chen Zongheng!
In this Hongmen Banquet, Qiu Yiren is just a bait.
Guo Shaoze knew that as long as Qiu Yiren came, the security director Chen Zongheng would definitely follow... closely.
The only person Guo Shaoze really has to deal with is Chen Zongheng!
After Chen Zongheng died, this game of chess could truly be controlled by Guo Shaoze!
Guo Shaoze's eyes were deep, and he slowly reached out and touched the revolver on the waist of his suit.
The corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.
Weirdness, excitement, and murderous intent emerged.
A killer addicted to bloodthirsty, today... he will finally drink blood with his own hands.
Guo Shaoze, he was hidden too deeply.
In the entire Shanghai city, almost no one knows his other side.
That is a murderous, bloodthirsty... terrifying perverted hero!
If before, he was still a little afraid of Chen Zongheng.
Because I couldn't guess the opponent's strength, I didn't dare to take action rashly.
But at this moment, he was completely and completely sure!
Chen Zongheng was seriously injured. No matter how strong he was, he could not escape today's Hongmen Banquet!
No one can escape from the Wuzhishan of Fosun Group!
Qiu Yiren is destined to be controlled by him.
Then Chen Zongheng is destined to die today!
Today, Guo Shaoze... his true nature that has been hidden for decades will be completely revealed!
At the same time, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building.
In the streets hundreds of meters below.
A neat row of black Mercedes-Benz vehicles was driving slowly towards Fuxing Group.
That's Qiu Yiren's motorcade.
Guo Shaoze turned his head and looked at the motorcade under the floor-to-ceiling windows...
The corners of his mouth curved into a bloodthirsty arc.