President of Melee Soldier Wang Qiao

After the drinking party was over, Zhang Shutong asked Bai Cangsheng to send Qin Yitian back, and he returned to the dormitory alone.

When he opened the door and entered, he was stunned and saw a person lying on his bed.

Zhao Qingfeng covered half of his face with his quilt, looked at Zhang Shutong with rosy cheeks, and his two slender hands tightly grasped the upper side of the quilt.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Shutong pointed to the clothes randomly scattered on his bed, all of which belonged to Zhao Qingfeng: "Did someone ruin it?"

Zhao Qingfeng shook his head, and seemed aggrieved and said, "I hope you can spare my dad's life, and at least give him a way to survive, is that okay?"

"You are using yourself as a bargaining chip." Zhang Shutong lit a cigarette and leaned against the door.

"I know the portion is not enough, as long as you can get it, I will try my best to satisfy you." Zhao Qingfeng knew that Zhang Shutong would definitely look down on other things that he could get out of his hands. To have his achievements and status today, those He must have everything outside of him.

"You overestimate yourself, I'm not interested in you, and your body is not enough as a bargaining chip." Zhang Shutong said coldly.

He was still leaning against the door to smoke in the same posture as before, and looked at her coldly, as if looking at a fool.

Zhao Qingfeng, who was humiliated by him, was not angry at all. If it were someone else, she would become angry and even mutilate the other party at all costs. But he is Zhang Shutong, and he is the only one in this world who has this qualification.

"I know you don't like my body, but I still want to try, after all, it's a matter of life and death." Zhao Qingfeng said stubbornly, and then her hands began to slowly pull down her quilt.

Zhang Shutong flickered, and when he reached her, he grabbed her wrist and said in a cold voice, "Don't humiliate yourself, I'll give you 3 minutes, follow me."

Zhang Shutong turned around and went outside the door.

Zhao Qingfeng still lifted the quilt on his body and smiled bitterly. Even if she was willing to bloom under his body, he still didn't want to look at him more, and he didn't want to take a bite of the fat that was sent to his mouth.

Does that omnipotent man really look down on him so much?

After getting dressed, she followed Zhang Shutong out, but what she didn't expect was that this guy sent herself home.

At the door of the house, she was still following Zhang Shutong, suddenly she seemed to remember something, her eyes lit up, she hurriedly chased after Zhang Shutong and pulled Zhang Shutong's arm, her voice trembling: "What do you want to come to my house?"

"There should be an end between me and Zhao Siming." Zhang Shutong said in a deep voice.

Zhao Qingfeng only felt that there was a burst of golden stars in front of her eyes, and the last thing she wanted to see was about to happen after all. The Zhao family had no chance of winning against this guy.

So what if he found the famous Ninth Brother, wouldn't he be completely defeated in front of him?

In the room, Zhao Siming sat on the sofa expressionlessly, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it gently, staring at the scarlet liquid in the glass with dull eyes.

When he saw Zhang Shutong walking in, he didn't feel nervous at all, as if he knew his fate.

"The wine is good." Zhang Shutong sat down carelessly, and looked around, but there was no one else except him.After pouring himself a cup, he drank it contentedly.

"I have aged this wine for 18 years. It was made by a French winery in the 60s. I planned to drink it when Qingfeng got married. Now it seems that I can't wait for that day." daughter.

He had thought countless times that his daughter would marry well, and if he hadn't met Zhang Shutong, his dream would have been easily realized.

"As for me, I have enjoyed everything I should enjoy in this life, and I have played all I should play. I don't have any big regrets. The only thing I think about is to leave a way for my daughter to survive." Zhao Siming raised his head, and Chen He drank the half-century-old red wine in one gulp, poured himself another glass, and said with a wry smile, "I still want to know what will happen to Wulong in the end. No dragon crossing the river will be able to get around him."

"He's been sitting in this seat for too long, it's time for someone else." Zhang Shutong drank the red wine in his glass unhurriedly.

"Boldness." Zhao Siming said in surprise: "Xiao Jiu is his apprentice and his number one thug. If you can beat him, you can win by a narrow margin, but you may not be able to win against Wulong."

"People, you always have to find something exciting to do, otherwise it's really meaningless to fight with you old guys every day."

Zhao Siming nodded with a smile, put down his wine glass, took out a document from his briefcase, and pushed it in front of Zhang Shutong: "This is the entire equity transfer agreement under my name. Before, the company had shares that I gave to their brothers and sisters. If you don't come back, you can't ask for it, you must leave something for their brothers and sisters."

Zhang Shutong spread his hands.

"I've already signed it, and I know you won't want it. Based on what I know about you these days, you want to give it to Etienne. I've already signed it, and you can take it to stamp the official seal of Etienne Group. You can also sign her own name."

"I can only guarantee that Zhao Qingfeng will not die."

"Enough." Zhao Siming nodded and waved at Zhao Qingfeng.

Zhao Qingfeng was already crying at this time. Although she was not as scheming as Zhang Shutong and others, she could tell that her father wanted to protect her with his own life.

She threw herself into her father's arms, weeping uncontrollably, she wanted to say something but was choked up and couldn't say anything.

"Don't cry, and don't hold grudges against him. Your father and I have spent our entire lives in shopping malls, and we've got everything going on between big powers. I also thought that I would fail, but I never thought that I would lose so thoroughly, to him." Zhao Siming touched his daughter's head lightly, with an unusually calm expression: "It's really better than blue. I have found countless channels to kill him, but none of those people dared to move. Tell me, he is You can't afford to provoke the devil."

Zhao Qingfeng listened to his father's words, and remembered every word in his heart.

"So, don't avenge me. If one day he really kills Wulong, come to my grave and tell me that even Wulong, who has been in power for 20 years, can defeat him. Why can't I be defeated by mere Zhao Siming?" of it."

Zhao Siming slowly took out his gun, pointed it at his head, and looked at the calm Zhang Shutong: "Take care of my daughter for me."

"Definitely." Zhang Shutong said lightly.

After the gunshots rang out, Zhao Siming fell into a pool of blood.

Zhang Shutong picked up the documents on the table, turned around and walked outside, and then saw a man standing at the door, staring at him seriously.