A ray of sunshine slowly rises from the eastern sky.
In the early morning of summer, around 7 o'clock, it was already bright.
Chen Zongheng finished his morning exercise, put on a neat suit jacket, and slowly came to the Qiu Manor opposite.
A sumptuous breakfast has been prepared in front of the manor table.
The two Qiu sisters were sitting at the dining table waiting.
After Chen Zongheng appeared, the Qiu family finally started eating.
It’s still western food, sandwiches and steaks.
Chen Zong sat at the dining table, picked up the knife and fork, and began to enjoy the steak.
The injuries on his body have not healed, so he needs food and nutritional supplements.
However, as long as he doesn't take off his suit and shirt, it's almost impossible to see that he looks like an injured person.
This terrifying and amazing resilience is incredible.
Qiu Yiren was sitting at the dining table, enjoying breakfast.
At this moment, a news message was pushed to her mobile phone.
Qiu Yiren was confused and opened the messages on her phone to take a look.
Then her pretty face turned a little pale.
News:
[Last night, a large-scale shopping spree and massacre occurred at the Peace Hotel, suspected to have been carried out by Guo Shaoze of the Far Star Group.]
This eye-catching news headline made Qiu Yiren's heart tremble.
Guo Shaoze...last night, he massacred the Peace Hotel?
What is this?
Demonstration?
Or... vent?
Today's Yuanxing Group is becoming more and more unscrupulous, and Guo Shaoze's ruthlessness is gradually coming to the surface, which is shocking!
This made Qiu Yi people feel uneasy.
If Guo Shaoze really conflicts with the Qiu Group... the consequences are unpredictable.
This is not a question of who loses and who wins.
Rather, both sides suffer.
The Yuanxing Group and the Guo family have been running rampant in Jiangnan for decades.
The richest family in Jiangnan and Shanghai at that time.
Although he has withdrawn from the world in a low-key manner now,... that terrifying force is still hidden under the world.
Now, under this critical cut-off point.
All overseas forces are watching with eager eyes.
A few days ago, Qiu Yiren was assassinated by overseas terrorists.
In that battle, Mr. Chen was injured.
At this time, it is extremely sensitive.
Qiu Yiren didn't want to make any more mistakes and create another huge opponent for herself.
Otherwise, I am afraid that I will really be surrounded by enemies on all sides.
How should she, the Qiu Group, deal with it?
Qiu Yiren had no intention of eating this breakfast.
On the side, I hurriedly finished my meal under the autumn frost, picked up my crossbody bag, and went out to class.
Qiu Yiren hurriedly ordered a group of bodyguards to follow her immediately to protect her sister Qiu Shuangxia's safety.
Nowadays, the situation in this city is too complicated, and Qiu Yi people cannot let anything go wrong with their family.
This day is destined to be the eve of a storm.
A gust of wind came from the riverside.
Thunder flashed down a light.
chaos.
Who can make money in the world of Jianghu?
His anger caused the heaven and earth to collapse.
The knife is swinging.
Draw the sword again.
These years are unforgettable.
The storm is about to rise, what exactly?
Who will succeed or fail?
On this day, the surface was calm and windy.
But the undercurrent beneath this city is slowly surging.
Qiu Group, underground base laboratory.
Qiu Yiren was wearing a gas mask and a sterile isolation suit, and had already conducted the one thousand and third x-refining experiment.
Nowadays, the refined formula of x has tended to be a model formula.
But the entire refining still has many problems and is extremely unstable.
No one knows what changes will occur during the process of refining the formula?
Produce other viruses and bacteria?
Fusion explosion.
Even toxic gases are emitted.
All possibilities have happened in the laboratory.
The x-refined formula can reduce the cost of all medicine, engineering, biology and other chemicals by dozens of times.
However, it also comes with unknown and terrible risks.
It can refine all organic matter and may mutate at any time.
Therefore, the Qiu Yi people were cautious about experiments and never dared to proceed rashly.
Otherwise, no one knows what the consequences will be.
All day long, until the sun sets.
It's getting dusk.
Qiu Yi finally took off her isolation gown and mask, and walked out of the laboratory base with her forehead covered in sweat.
After checking the experimental data with dozens of base experimenters, Qiu Yi left weakly.
At this time, it was already six o'clock in the evening.
The Mercedes-Benz motorcade was waiting respectfully outside the Qiu Building.
Nearly a hundred bodyguards of the Qiu family were waiting.
Finally, Qiu Yi and Chen Zongheng walked out of the building.
This day was calm and nothing happened.
However, the more peaceful it is, the more restless Qiu Yiren's mood becomes.
Ignore it?
This is not like Yuanxing Group Guo Shaoze's style.
Could it be that... Guo Shaoze... was really shocked by Mr. Chen's armed helicopter yesterday?
This is impossible.
Qiu Yiren shook her head.
Suppressing the complexity in my heart, I got into the Maybach car.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and indifferent, and he got into the car.
The Mercedes-Benz convoy started and drove away slowly.
There were no crises along the way.
In the Maybach car, Chen Zongheng lay indifferently on the aviation massage chair and took a rest.
At this moment, there was a sudden 'ding-dong' sound, and... a text message alert sounded on his phone?
Chen Zongheng opened his eyes slightly and took out his cell phone to look at it doubtfully.
It’s a text message from Yuan Li:
【Mr. Chen...can you come to my music party tonight? I have a performance.】
Chen Zong glanced at the content of the text message and did not reply.
The phone locks the screen and continues to close and take a rest.
Qiu Yiren, who was sitting aside, had some doubts in her beautiful eyes?
I glanced at Mr. Chen curiously and wanted to ask... but didn't dare to ask?
Who sent the text message to Mr. Chen?
‘Ding dong.’ At this moment, Chen Zongheng’s cell phone text message sounded again.
This time, Chen Zongheng had no intention of taking out his phone and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
"Mr. Chen, your text message..." Qiu Yiren on the side reminded her gently with curious eyes.
Chen Zongheng then opened his eyes, turned on his phone and took a look:
[Yuan Li: Well...if you are busy, forget it. 】
It was sent by Yuan Li.
This text message seemed to be addressed to Chen Zongheng.
She knew that... Chen Zongheng would not be able to attend. So, she could only... use this to ease the embarrassment.
Chen Zongheng still ignored it, turned off his phone, closed his eyes and rested quietly.
"Um...who sent the text message?" Qiu Yiren on the side couldn't help it anymore and asked softly.
However... Chen Zongheng ignored her.
this……
The atmosphere is awkward.
Half an hour later.
The Mercedes-Benz convoy drove into Qiu's villa estate.
After Chen Zongheng got out of the car, he suddenly said to Qiu Yiren.
"I have something to do tonight, so I won't have dinner. You guys can eat."
After saying that, he turned around and got into a Mercedes-Benz car.
"Huh?" Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were slightly startled, a little confused.
But before she even had time to ask...
Chen Zongheng drove the Mercedes-Benz and disappeared outside the door of the villa.
Qiu Yiren was left alone, standing blankly at the door, feeling a little inexplicably confused...
"Sister, why are you standing at the door? Which man are you thinking of?" At this moment, Qiu Shuangxia appeared, interrupting Qiu Yiren's thoughts.
There was an inexplicable flash in her beautiful eyes, and she suppressed her inner emotions.
"What are you going to do? Aren't you going to eat?" Qiu Yiren looked at her sister and asked in confusion.
"There is a music evening at our school tonight, and I have to go to it. I won't be eating tonight, sister... you can eat with your parents."
Under the autumn frost, she shook her long pale golden hair, twisted her delicate body, and walked out of the villa.
"Eh... where is Mr. Chen?" His beautiful eyes under the autumn frost glanced around suspiciously, but he didn't see Chen Zongheng's shadow, so he asked curiously.
"He... went out for something." Qiu Yiren felt a little confused and said slowly.
Then he turned around and walked into the villa.
But, deep in the pupils of her beautiful eyes... there seemed to be a faint hint of loss?