"I found a woman." The other party said right away.
Qiao Nian's eyebrows tightened when she heard this, and her tone was frivolous: "Hmm?"
"No." The other party probably realized that what he said was too ambiguous, and quickly added: "This woman is a little special."
Just then the elevator went down to the first floor and opened in front of them.
Qiao Nian hadn't finished the call yet and didn't plan to go upstairs for the time being, so she held the phone to her ear, turned her head and pointed to the side, and said to Ye Wangchuan: "I'm going to answer the phone."
Ye Wangchuan had a handsome figure, his eyes were full of life, and he leaned against the wall in a very graceful and lazi manner, and nodded slightly, motioning her to go first.
Qiao Nian walked away and finished the call first.
**
at this time.
A young man with colorfully dyed hair was squatting on the corner road of a high-end hotel in Continent M. The man had a mixed-race face, and if you looked closely, his facial features were good.
It's a pity that he was dressed in rags, just like a homeless person on the street, and no one would pay special attention to what his face looked like.
The man didn't care about the luxury cars and rich people passing by on the street from time to time. He held a bucket of instant noodles in one hand and a fork in the other. He had a cell phone clamped between his shoulder and ear. He stared at the instant noodles and muttered something.
at this time.
A black Bentley stopped at the entrance of the hotel.
Soon the hotel parking attendant took the car keys from the man who got out of the car and drove the car to a special parking lot.
The homeless man who had been squatting on the roadside waiting for instant noodles seemed to sense something at this moment, and looked up at the man who was adjusting his suit and preparing to go in.
Maybe it's because his eyes are too naked.
Coupled with his strange clothes and colorful bird feathers, he still attracted the attention of those who were about to enter.
Zhou Zheng caught a glimpse of someone standing by the roadside staring at him blankly. He subconsciously frowned and immediately asked the hotel staff, "Who is that person?"
The doorman who was in charge of opening the door for the hotel followed his gaze and immediately said, "Is this a homeless person around here?"
This is the most famous commercial street in Continent M.
There are many hotels and high-end restaurants nearby. So there are often homeless people wandering around, begging or rummaging through trash cans...
The people in the hotel are used to it.
"If you mind, sir, I will notify the security to drive him away later." The doorman glanced at the 'homeless man' and said with disdain.
Zhou Zheng raised his hand and adjusted the watch on his wrist, with no expression on his face. He walked inside and said coldly, "It's an eyesore, get rid of it!"
…
Wait until he completely disappears at the hotel entrance.
The 'homeless man' withdrew his gaze and was about to sit down cross-legged again to eat the instant noodles he had just made, when he noticed from the corner of his eye that the security guard was walking towards him aggressively.
"grass!"
"Someone came to chase me away."
"It must be that brat! He looks like a human, but why is he so dog-like?"
"Boss, wait for me."
He had to throw the fork into the instant noodle bucket first, pick up his instant noodles and run in the opposite direction immediately.
He ran very fast.
In just a few steps he ran across the street.
The other side of the street was no longer under the hotel's jurisdiction, so the hotel security guard could only stand where he had just squatted and stare blankly.
The 'homeless man' then whistled triumphantly at the other side, found a tree to lean against and catch his breath, then picked up his cell phone and looked down at the call that was still going on.
The boss is not dead.
(End of this chapter)