As the Mercedes-Benz motorcade came to a stop, the door of the Maserati sedan also slowly opened.
The faces of all the bodyguards instantly became alert.
A delicate and beautiful woman wearing a white down jacket slowly stepped out of the Maserati car.
The December day seemed particularly cold, even at nine o'clock in the morning.
Zhou Ruotong huddled in the car and had been waiting for more than half an hour before finally... waiting for the arrival of the Mercedes-Benz fleet.
She stepped on her leather boots, covered her down jacket as tightly as possible... and walked quickly towards the direction of the Mercedes-Benz motorcade.
In front of the Mercedes-Benz motorcade, the dozens of Qiu's bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the person who came... was the female host from yesterday...
Zhou Ruotong's beautiful eyes were solemn as she slowly walked to the Maybach car in the middle.
The car door opened, Qiu Yiren got out of the car, and looked at Zhou Ruotong in surprise?
"Miss Zhou, why are you here?" Qiu Yiren asked in confusion.
After experiencing yesterday's assassination...this week's host...not only was not afraid...but...he took the initiative to come today?
Could it be that...she was really not afraid of the assassination at all?
Zhou Ruotong's pretty face was solemn, and she stepped forward and said, "Yesterday... I promised Mr. Chen that I would pay him one million yuan. Today I have prepared the money and sent it to Mr. Chen."
Zhou Ruotong's voice was dignified, with a hint of magnetism, and he spoke carefully.
At the same time, the door on the other side of the Maybach opened.
Chen Zongheng, dressed in a neat suit, slowly stepped out of the car.
Standing in front of the car door, he was calm and indifferent, and slowly lit a cigarette.
Then, he glanced at Zhou Ruotong lightly.
Zhou Ruotong's pretty face was complicated, and she stepped forward cautiously and handed a bank card to Chen Zongheng.
"Sir, there is a current balance of one million in this bank. The password is written on the card... Please accept it." Zhou Ruotong said in a serious voice.
Yesterday, Chen Zongheng saved her at the risk of his own life.
But the rescue was not for nothing, but one million was asked for as a reward.
Therefore, Zhou Ruotong specially prepared a million dollars today, went to the door of Qiu's Building in person, and handed the one million bank card to Chen Zongheng.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold, and he stretched out his hand unceremoniously... and gently pinched it with both hands, and took away the bank card worth one million.
Then, holding a cigarette in his mouth, he turned around and passed by Zhou Ruotong, heading towards the building.
"Wait a minute." At this moment, Zhou Ruotong's hesitant and complicated voice came from behind.
The leather shoes under Chen Zongheng's feet paused slightly, and his figure stopped.
"Is there anything else?" Chen Zongheng's voice was cold and indifferent, and he asked three words.
For him, talking to a strange woman is like precious words. It seems that every extra word feels wasteful and redundant.
Zhou Ruotong's pretty face was incomprehensible, and her thoughts were a bit complicated. She carefully looked at the elegant and cold back and said softly, "Thank you sir... for risking your life to save me yesterday... To express your kindness, I will hold a banquet at the hotel tonight.
, I hope that Mr.... and Miss Qiu can come... to express their gratitude!"
Zhou Ruotong hesitated and struggled for a long time before speaking out what was in his heart...
In order to express her life-saving grace, she set up a dinner party, hoping to have dinner with Mr. Chen and Miss Qiu.
But in fact, bringing Qiu Yiren... is just a cover.
The real purpose...perhaps...is just to invite Chen Zongheng.
However, Chen Zongheng's tone was as cold as cold, and he directly replied to her with two words, "No time."
After saying that, he took a step forward, turned around and walked towards the building.
Zhou Ruotong: "..."
Qiu Yiren on the side: "..."
After all, it's the beautiful host from Tangtang TV station... Zhou Ruotong lowered his status to invite her personally.
But this Chen Zongheng really didn't even show any kindness.
Just refuse when you say no... and refuse so simply?
This is simply!
How 'straight' is this?
Watching this man's cold departure... Zhou Ruotong bit her red lips tightly, feeling a little unwilling...
She shouted softly again, "Then... Mr. Chen... can you leave me your WeChat ID... or phone number? I will contact you when you are free..."
Zhou Ruotong was obviously unwilling to give up...and asked again in a clear voice.
"No." But Chen Zongheng, like an iceberg, replied with two words again.
Then, with his figure as cold as ice, he walked directly into the lobby... took the elevator upstairs...
Only Zhou Ruotong...a gorgeous and beautiful host was left standing alone in the cold wind, shivering.
The scene is a bit embarrassing.
this……
All the cell bodyguards present pretended not to notice...looking around.
As for Qiu Yiren, her pretty face was astonished... somewhat inexplicable and she didn't know how to speak.
This... atmosphere is indeed a bit embarrassing.
Zhou Ruotong stood in the cold wind, her delicate body wrapped in a snow-white down jacket, shivering slightly from the cold.
Her beautiful eyes stared straight at the man's leaving figure... her mind was extremely confused...
My first chat... ended in... such a tragic failure?
This caught her by surprise.
Standing there, she was a little confused and didn't know how to react.
At this moment, Qiu Yiren stepped forward and broke the awkward atmosphere.
"Um... I'm sorry, Miss Zhou..." Qiu Yiren stepped forward and apologized softly, "My security director... he has a strange temper... he is not very emotional... please don't take it to heart."
Zhou Ruotong bit her red lips with her teeth, and then regained her consciousness from the sluggishness.
She shook her head helplessly, "It's okay."
At this moment, a hint of disappointment flashed through her heart.
She was originally a TV host, high and mighty... a big star who was sought after by thousands of people.
Over the years, I don’t know how many high-quality men have been vying to pursue her.
However, she is a perfectionist, and she never accepts forced love and marriage.
Therefore, at the age of 26, she chose to be alone. She did not accept any love or the pursuit of any man.
However, it was not until yesterday... when she was rescued by Chen Zongheng that her heart... suddenly started beating!
At the critical moment of life and death, she seemed to...see the love she longed for.
That kind of emotion between life and death, risking one's life to save... made this beautiful host fall in love in an instant.
That's why today, she took the initiative to chat up Mr. Chen regardless of her image.
But in the end, I didn't expect it to fail like this.
At this time, Zhou Ruotong, who had reacted, could only sigh helplessly.
"Miss Zhou, do you want to go up and sit down for a while? Have a sip of tea?" Qiu Yiren saw her complex and dull expression and couldn't bear to see her standing in the cold wind, so she asked in a magnetic voice.
Zhou Ruotong shook his head gently.
"No, I have to go back to record the show, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, she looked complicated and disappointed, and slowly walked towards her Maserati car.
"That's right." But when she first walked to the car, she hesitated for a long time, but suddenly turned around again, looking at Qiu Yiren with complicated and hesitant eyes.
"Mr. Qiu...can I ask? Mr. Chen...if he...has a girlfriend?"