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Amid the endless shouts of the dancers, Chen Wanru walked into the box, still followed by Tiger Shark.
Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Senior sister, why are you here?"
"Sister Wanru, come and sit down." Zhuo Zhaoyun also said.
The gigolo's eyes lit up when he saw Chen Wanru walking in. She was a charming woman.
While he was looking at Chen Wanru, Chen Wanru's red phoenix eyes also fell on him, and she thought to herself: As expected, she is even more beautiful than women, just like in the legend.
The surprised look was fleeting, and the slender waist wrapped in cheongsam twisted and sat next to Zhuo Zhaoyun. She looked at Zhang Feng and said, "What? Junior brother, don't you welcome me as a senior sister?"
"Senior sister, please don't make trouble. Who can welcome you and not welcome you? I haven't thanked you for what happened to Zhaoyun last time?" Zhang Feng said.
Zhuo Zhaoyun nodded repeatedly at the side. If Chen Wanru had not arrived in time, she would have been a little flustered when facing the crazy Zhai Qiang.
Chen Wanru smiled and said, "I'm not helping Zhaoyun just for your sake, my junior brother. Zhaoyun is my younger sister. Isn't it right for me to help her?"
The gigolo sat aside, unable to sit still, and quickly interrupted: "Let me tell you guys, can we chat while we eat? My saliva will flow out in a while."
When Zhang Feng saw him like this, he also said: "Senior sister, I told him that you will have good wine when you come, do you think?"
Chen Wanru waved to Tiger Shark, who was standing behind her, and said, "Tiger Shark, bring my wine jar from the car."
"Yes, miss!" Husha agreed, turned around and walked towards the outside of the box.
After saying that, Chen Wanru turned to look at the gigolo and said, "Xu Yuwei? Now that you are back in China, are you interested in coming to work here?"
Zhang Feng came over with understanding. It seemed that the senior sister took the initiative not just to have a meal, but also to set her sights on the gigolo.
The gigolo swung his chopsticks and chewed big mouthfuls.
Hearing Chen Wanru's words, his expression did not change at all. The most basic thing in intelligence work is to keep his expression unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain. She even recognized this woman from the first sight of Chen Wanru.
With his mouth full of food, he said vaguely: "I don't know yet. I'm too tired and want to take a rest."
Rest for a while. "
Chen Wanru was not disappointed. On the contrary, if Xu Yuwei agreed so easily, it would make her suspicious.
He said in a faint voice: "If you don't want to go abroad again, my place should be your best choice."
"I know. Even for the sake of you being Senior Sister Zhang Feng, if I had to choose, I would give you priority." The gigolo said, still focusing on the dishes in front of him.
Chen Wanru was slightly surprised. In such a short period of time, had the relationship between the two been so close
Zhuo Zhaoyun was confused after hearing this, and turned to look at Zhang Feng in confusion.
Zhang Feng just shook his head slightly, but did not explain. She still didn't know some of the inside story.
He said, "Eat, Ma De, Xu Yuwei, please eat slowly and leave some for me. This is all costing me money, but it all ends up in your stomach."
"Fuck." The gigolo cursed and swung his chopsticks faster and faster.
Soon, Tiger Shark also walked in with a wine jar in his arms and placed it on the table. The rich aroma of wine suddenly filled the air.
The clay jar was sealed with red paper, and there was such a strong aroma of wine even before it was opened.
The dancer put down the chopsticks in his hand, sniffed his nose vigorously, and said: "Good wine! Hurry, hurry, hurry."
Chen Wanru stretched out her green fingers, opened the clay jar and slowly filled a cup for everyone.
It's not as clear as today's liquor, but has a light beige color.
"Twenty-year-old daughter's red. It's the only one I have here in Kyoto." Chen Wanru said proudly. She has no other hobbies, the only one is her addiction to wine.
It has a refreshing taste, spicy and rich aroma of wine, and a long aftertaste.
The gigolo closed his eyes in enjoyment and said calmly: "Made, this is wine. The Japanese Japanese sake is not even as good as water. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."
After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, everyone was a little tipsy.
When he opened it, Zhang Feng felt a pain in his body. The meal cost a total of 20,000 yuan, and he had to bring his own drinks.
The gigolo didn't let Zhang Feng see him off, got into the taxi and left.
Zhuo Zhaoyun was the worst drinker, and because of the old wine, she was already in a daze with her head resting on Zhang Feng's shoulder.
Chen Wanru was quite sober, and there was no trace in her eyes.
Not even the slightest bit drunk, he said, "Junior brother, where are you going?"
A trace of hesitation flashed in Zhang Feng's eyes. Chen Wanru must have something to tell her when she said this, but what must she say now
After a slight hesitation, he nodded.
Helping Zhuo Zhaoyun to get into the car, Husha drove the car quickly towards the Red Star Club.
The vehicle drove into the backyard of the Red Star Club. Zhang Feng supported Zhuo Zhaoyun and sent her to the bed in the guest room to rest, while he walked towards Chen Wanru's house.
Chen Wanru was lying on a wicker chair in a cheongsam, with wine still brewing beside her.
Tiger Shark stood aside with a stern face and said nothing.
Zhang Feng sat on the sofa minding his own business, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and started smoking slowly.
Asked: "Senior sister, why did you come to me specifically?"
Chen Wanru did not speak, but took out a document bag from the desk next to her and handed it to Zhang Feng, gesturing for him to read it himself.
Surprised, he took it and opened it, flipping through the pages.
"What do you think after reading it?" Chen Wanru said quietly.
Zhang Feng frowned and said: "There are seven people in total. Although they all have official identities as cover, it is not difficult to see that they are all mercenaries from abroad."
"Well, you are right, mercenaries are entering the country." Chen Wanru said.
The doubts in Zhang Feng's heart became more intense, and he said: "Sister, what do you mean by showing me this information? There should be a dedicated person responsible for the entry of mercenaries. Does it have anything to do with me?"
Chen Wanru's slender fingers gently clasped on the armrests of the wicker chair and said, "Junior brother, it doesn't have anything to do with you, but it has a lot to do with it. Take a closer look. Do you have any impressions of these people?"
Hearing this, he opened the file again and looked at each photo carefully.
After looking at it several times, his eyes finally stopped on one of them, and the only Asian face.
His brows were squeezed into the character 'Chuan', "Is it him?" he muttered to himself.
"It's this person. Do you think he has anything to do with you? This is why I came to see you today." Chen Wanru said thoughtfully.
Although the face of the person in the photo changed drastically, Zhang Feng still recognized it, because no matter how a person's face changes, his eyes will never change!