With a bang, Rachel pushed Zhou Qingfeng out of her living room with all her strength, keeping away the boy who ran towards him with a playful smile. She also locked the door of the living room and leaned against the door as if she was trying with all her strength.
He had to resist and not let the kid outside break in.
The wife's face was flushed at the moment, her red lips were pursed tightly, and her hands were working hard. She was angry, excited, and annoyed. Her breathing was heavy and her chest was heaving. She was so angry that she was so mad that her expression muscles were shaking slightly.
There were also Rachel's bodyguards and many people accompanying her in the living room. Everyone looked at her inexplicably, wondering what happened?
Saint Victor Hugo just came to visit, and Rachel politely invited him to the living room to talk. Everything was in line with etiquette. But when Saint Victor Hugo said with a playful expression, "I have a bold idea," Rachel
Chel's face changed drastically, and he immediately roared angrily, "Shut up and get out."
Zhou Qingfeng, who came happily, was really kicked out.
Rachel lost her composure and was extremely panicked, while Zhou Qingfeng, who was just across the door from her, was confused. After being rejected, he scratched his head and looked at Marco Shi who was following him in confusion.
, "I only said one sentence, what was wrong?"
Max shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sorry, sir, my mind can't figure out this kind of problem anymore. But in my only memory, women have never been reasonable creatures. I advise you to try again, she has
It could be a subconscious act."
Zhou Qingfeng nodded, knocked on the door again and said, "Rachel, I'm here to discuss an important matter with you. I have a really great one..."
The interior of the hotel was rebuilt, and the soundproofing of the door was not very good, but the sound could still pass through. But before Zhou Qingfeng finished speaking, a woman screamed from inside, "Shut up, Victor. I said,
Put away your ridiculous ideas."
Zhou Qingfeng immediately showed a puzzled expression, thinking to himself: Could it be that this bitch can read minds, and my hidden agenda was discovered by her in one face to face?
Impossible! If she had such ability, she would have gone crazy long ago.
So Zhou Qingfeng knocked on the door again and said, "Rachel, did I offend you?"
"No, get out of here."
"Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, get out of here."
"Are you inconvenient now?"
"No, get out of here."
"Well, I think the time I came here may not be right. I can make another appointment. But I want to say first that I have some thoughts about the Mass on the last day. I envisioned a grand scene, an absolutely glorious and breathtaking scene.
A scene you will never forget. I promise…”
Before Zhou Qingfeng finished his promise, he saw the door in front of him suddenly light up - the door opened, and the wife at the door stared at him with a strange expression, frowned and asked: "Do you want to talk about mass?"
"yes."
"You don't have any other dirty ideas?"
"No."
"Are you serious?"
"certainly."
The wife breathed a sigh of relief, but still glared at Zhou Qingfeng fiercely. She took a few deep breaths to calm her mood, then opened the living room door completely, turned around and led the way: "Come in."
Eh..., you just asked me to come in?
Zhou Qingfeng looked back at Ma Keshi.
"She let you in." The mutant leader shrugged again, "This is what women are."
Zhou Qingfeng could only walk into Rachel's living room again and asked unhappily: "What happened just now?"
Rachel had returned to the single sofa in her living room, with her legs crossed and her hands folded on her abdomen. With a formulaic smile on her face, she said to Zhou Qingfeng in a very serious conversational manner: "Forget about that scene just now.
, otherwise you will be kicked out by me again."
Zhou Qingfeng could only roll his eyes.
"I have a very good idea about the current Mass. Why don't we make the Mass a carnival? It's that kind of fireworks show, where everyone prays together, praises together, eats and drinks together...
And the venue needs to be bigger. What do you think about holding it on an aircraft carrier? It is said that the Freemasonry has four aircraft carriers. We can put them side by side, and we can also build simple suspension bridges to communicate between the aircraft carriers. We can have various
Fun activities,…”
Zhou Qingfeng was so excited when he said it that the bodyguards and attendants in the living room were dumbfounded. Some were surprised, some were unhappy, and some were daydreaming. In short, this idea was indeed unheard of.
Only Rachel snorted coldly, "Victor, are you kidding? No matter how messed up you are, you can't hold the Holy Mass as a children's garden party. Church activities are very serious and cannot be allowed to happen.
You are joking."
But Zhou Qingfeng insisted: "Isn't mass just a party? Masses in the past were all on land, but this time I want to hold a mass on the sea, and use four aircraft carriers as the venue to connect them.
Just thinking about it is very exciting.
This kind of thing that has never been organized before can be done in our hands. And I can sponsor it. As a saint, I should serve the church members, right? I will pay for everyone to have a carnival and deepen the
The influence of the church is my responsibility."
What Zhou Qingfeng said was ridiculous, but Rachel just didn't believe it. She just crossed her legs, raised her eyebrows, and calmly looked at the man in front of her bragging.
It wasn't until Uncle Zhou's words came to an end that she leaned forward slightly, stared into Zhou Qingfeng's eyes with a penetrating gaze, and lowered her voice and asked, "Victor, what are you going to do again?"
"What kind of suspicious look are you looking at?" Zhou Qingfeng raised his voice and glared, "I just want to hold a mass with unprecedented grandeur, an unprecedented mass, a mass that is unparalleled in the world. This is my simple idea
."
Rachel sneered and said: "Victor, I noticed a characteristic of yours. Your eyes are wandering when others lie, but you like to stare at others when you lie. And when you lie to others, your tone of voice is also pretending to be relaxed.
You talk a lot of nonsense. But your truth is very simple and clear."
Eh..., is it true? How do you know me so well?
Zhou Qingfeng made an embarrassed face, then returned to normal after a moment and continued: "Rachel, I really think such a party is very good. You will be particularly dazzling when you come to preside over this mass.
By the way, I just got a TV broadcast satellite working normally. I can give you a live global broadcast, so that people all over the world who are still in trouble and darkness can see their hopes and dreams, and you can see that you are praying for them.
.This will be a Mass that will go down in history.”
These words were so heart-stirring that even the bodyguards and attendants in the living room showed longing expressions. But Rachel was the only one who remained indifferent and just said coldly: "Victor, if you finish talking nonsense, then you can
Get lost. Anyway, I don’t believe it unless you tell me the truth.”
After saying that, the wife stood up from the sofa in the living room and returned to her bedroom on high heels, leaving Zhou Qingfeng stunned behind. When she closed the bedroom door with a cold face, she immediately leaned against her
He held the door tightly, patting his chest with his hands and gasping for air several times.
"Damn little bastard, I thought he had some bold ideas in his unscrupulous mind. He always makes such big moves without warning, and I am scared to death every time."