After driving away the housekeeper who knew Harlegi thoroughly, Zhou Qingfeng finally relaxed. With Xiao Jinlang taking action, there was no need to care too much about the fate of the housekeeper.
Among Halegi's cronies, there is only one person who can follow him every day and pose a threat to Zhou Qingfeng - the guard captain Fatah. However, according to Halegi's explanation, this guard captain also replaces Asa.
The De family monitors his mission and will not leave easily.
Fortunately, Fatah usually only follows Khalji when he takes a vehicle to a certain place. After settling in, he is responsible for the security of the residence and will not show up if nothing happens.
There were only some insignificant servants in the bedroom at the moment. At most, there was a maid sucking under the quilt.
Um……!
Just when Zhou Qingfeng was leaning on the bed thinking about his next move, the maid under the quilt got out from under him, revealing a beautiful little face that looked pale because of fear. She stared at Zhou Qingfeng's face after makeup for a long time.
Finally, I mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice, "Who are you?"
Zhou Qingfeng currently had a cold face. He raised his hand and grabbed a Glock and put it on the maid's head, trying to push her back with slight force.
But the maid actually resisted with all her strength. She stared with big eyes, her arms trembled slightly, and she seemed to have used all her strength to say: "You are not Khaledi, nor his substitute. I am not afraid of death, and I don't care what you want."
What to do. But if you are willing to help me, I can also help you."
Zhou Qingfeng's eyes were filled with cold light. As long as he lightly pulled the trigger, blood would be splattered in five steps... The maid was dead, and he was also in trouble.
"How to drive away the servants outside?" Zhou Qingfeng curled his lips and asked in a low voice.
"When you scold them, you can find any reason, just be more vicious." The maid said concisely and to the point.
Zhou Qingfeng's eyes looked outside the bead curtain, and a servant just looked at him, ready to accept the call.
"Idiot, go get me something to eat. The breakfast is already cold." Zhou Qingfeng first ordered a breakfast, and then used the topic to curse, "Do you want to starve me to death? Feeding the cat this little is not enough. Here.
I'll make a big portion, I'm so hungry now that I can eat a camel."
After going back and forth several times to find trouble, they smashed a few vases and lamps and went out. The servants were trembling with fear and fled out of the bedroom. No one dared to come in easily. However, there was actually a table of rich meals in the bedroom, including a roasted whole lamb.
Golden, tender and mouth-watering.
Zhou Qingfeng immediately lifted the quilt and ran to the toilet. When he came back, he grabbed a carving knife and started to cut the leg of lamb. He smacked his lips while eating. The maid on the bed continued to be stunned. She could now confirm that her original owner was Halji.
He was really replaced because in front of him was a tall man with long legs.
"Keep an eye on the door, let me know if someone comes." Zhou Qingfeng ordered while eating.
The maid glanced in the direction outside the bedroom, then gently jumped out of bed and walked around Zhou Qingfeng, curiously touched his fake leather made of gelatin and black hair, and asked: "Where has Harlegi been?"
"
"Dead." Zhou Qingfeng had been hungry all night, and now he was gobbling up meat and drinking wine from a large bottle.
"That scumbag should have died a long time ago." The maid also grabbed a bowl of meat soup and ate it quickly. While eating, she stared at Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "Then who are you?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
"what you up to?"
"I'm pretending to be Khaledi."
"So you drove away the butler Mahad?"
"You are very smart."
After a few simple words of conversation, the maid's eyes began to roll around. She was less afraid of Zhou Qingfeng and more familiar and..., with a desire to take advantage of him.
In less than five minutes, Zhou Qingfeng had already eaten half of the fat and big roasted whole lamb, and also cleared out three fruit platters, plus two large bowls of milk soup and a bottle of wine.
After eating, Zhou Qingfeng puffed out his chest, waved the knife in his hand and said, "I can help you, but don't make excessive demands. You don't have the strength or capital."
After a ladle of cold water came down, the maid's eyes dimmed a bit. She asked in a low voice: "I am very familiar with this villa, and I can find other helpers for you. Take me out and give me some money."
Europe, this is always okay, right?”
"I don't need you to find any helper for me. You just need to stay with me and don't go there. When I leave, I will meet your request." Zhou Qingfeng did not show how kind he was and his tone was stiff. He found it
Wipe the oil off your face in the mirror and make sure your makeup is not missing.
The maid bit her lips. She was in a weak position and could only nod slightly. Zhou Qingfeng climbed back on the bed, and when covering himself with the quilt, he waved to the maid, "Go back to your post."
"You actually still want me to bite you?" The maid quit.
"When did the women of the Green Religion gain the spirit of resistance?"
"I don't believe in green religion at all. I am a Yazidi, belonging to the Kurdish ethnic group. My ethnic group was exterminated by ISIS, and I was trafficked."
"I don't care who you are, you must come to your post now."
The underage maid cursed in native dialect and could only reluctantly get into bed again. But when she was about to enter the service state again, Zhou Qingfeng exempted her from the obligation, "You don't need to bite me anymore, be safe."
Just wait."
"Are you worried about being embarrassed by me?" The little maid took the initiative to provoke. There was no smile on her pretty face, but her eyes were a bit flattering.
Haha..., Zhou Qingfeng did not engage in a verbal dispute. He called in the servants again and kept asking about the current situation in the Secret Nest Villa. At the same time, he issued instructions on behalf of the housekeeper who had left. Finally, he took advantage of the housekeeper's absence to send the servants who were originally subordinate to the housekeeper.
A large number of middle-level managers called in to inquire.
Various people from the villa, those who managed the black market, those who were in contact with government departments, and those from the family appeared in front of the big bed in Halegi's bedroom. Everyone was told, "The respected Halegi is feeling a little unwell, but he wants to
Talk to them.'
Zhou Qingfeng spent the whole morning meeting people, holding talks, and issuing orders, gradually taking back the power originally allocated to the housekeeper by Khalji. In view of the clearly differentiated upper and lower classes in Syria, this power-taking operation encountered no obstacles, at best.
It made people a little panicky.
At noon, the servant reported that a Chinese man had been invited to see him. Zhou Qingfeng quickly called the man to the bedroom and shooed everyone away.
Who is coming? Xiao Jinlang!
After listening to Zhou Qingfeng's words, Xiao Jinlang, the intelligence chief, felt it was necessary to come in person. He also used formal diplomatic etiquette to express condolences to Mr. Khaledhi who was lying on the bed, showing concern for his health and expressing his concern for his health.
and are willing to work hard to enhance the friendship between China and Syria.
Half the story….
Zhou Qingfeng took out the voice changer from his mouth, and happily lowered his voice and called out a kind call - "Old Xiao".
Auditory hallucinations...?
Poor Xiao Jinlang was talking in Mandarin, and he almost fainted when he heard this familiar voice. He regained his composure again, looked at 'Halji' on the big bed with wide eyes, and after a while he asked in disbelief, "Lin
Sen?"
Ha ha ha ha ha…….
Haha, what a head!
Smile, smile, laugh... you are a ghost!
Bastard, why are you here?
Xiao Jinlang was so shocked that he was about to explode on the spot - What the hell is going on with you? Lin Sen pretended to be a high-level official in the Syrian government. You..., you..., you..., this kind of thing