now.
The entire top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel in Beijing was booked by someone, and even the hotel manager didn't know the name of the mysterious guest who booked the entire floor of their hotel.
Inside a suite on the 48th floor.
The man in the wheelchair sat quietly in front of the French window in the living room.
Below him was a bird's-eye view of the entire city.
There are countless vehicles on the city’s viaducts, like tiny ants running at high speed below.
"Mr. Lu, there is a man named Jiang Yao who wants to see you. He said he is from Tianchen. Would you like to meet him?"
The person in the wheelchair had a thin blanket draped over his legs. The contours of his shoulders and chest were perfectly straight. The light shone on him, and there was nothing wrong with him - except that he was lame!
"Jiang Yao?"
Lu Zhi's jade-like hand was still holding the phone, the screen was fixed on a chat dialog box, and his fingers were tapping on the phone case intermittently.
"who is it?"
Put together, it becomes a frivolous sentence: Who is Jiang Yao
There was no contempt in his tone, just a calm and straightforward statement, but it was like the sharpest slap in the face. If Jiang Yao was standing in front of him at this moment, he would be so ashamed that he couldn't even raise his head.
The bodyguard didn't dare to look up and whispered, "He said he was from Tianchen."
"Heh." A sneer came out of the man's throat. He seemed to be amused. His deep dark eyes were like a bottomless lake: "I want to meet Tianchen's people?"
His tone was full of teasing, as if he was just joking: "Do you know how many people there are in Tianchen? If I meet everyone, will I still be able to rest?"
The bodyguard, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall and looked like a moving iron tower, turned pale and the back of his clothes was immediately soaked with cold sweat.
He was so scared that he didn't even dare to look up. He immediately said in a nervous voice, "Yes, Mr. Lu, I will reject him right away."
Lu Zhi didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to him.
The bodyguard tiptoed out and closed the door.
The suite became quiet again. Lu Zhi raised his wrist, picked up the glass beside him, and filled it with vodka.
He brought the rim of the glass to his lips and took a sip, finishing half of the glass in one gulp, then put the glass back.
As if casually speaking to someone in the living room: "Nian Nian replied to me."
"Joe, what did she say?"
It turned out that there was another person in the living room, a woman, not very old, very young, with ordinary facial features, the type that would be inconspicuous in a crowd.
She was wearing a small black vest that revealed her well-trained shoulders, and camouflage pants with the trouser legs tucked into long leather boots.
She doesn't look outstanding, but she has a great figure.
She exudes a maturity and boldness that little girls don't have.
Lu Zhi smiled. He had not seen the sun for many years, so his skin was very white. The light shone down from above his head, and it seemed as if he could see the purple blood vessels under his cold white skin. The thousands of stars in front of the French window competed to fall into his eyes, but he covered his thin lips as if jokingly: "Guess."
“…” Jian Jin frowned.
Lu Zhi smiled, and nonchalantly adjusted the blanket on his legs. His voice was light and sharp: "She said the reason she participated in the competition was because she wanted to be the world's number one."
After he finished speaking, he made another click of the tongue.
"She wants to be the world's number one but she goes to participate in a boring competition. This is the funniest joke I've heard recently!"
(End of this chapter)