Chapter 681 Encountering Jin Chengxiang (17)

There was only one person sitting on one of the sofas. He was holding a glass of wine and didn't drink it. He just looked at the person telling jokes across from him.

It was just a silhouette, and Xiao Ze knew who it was.

Why is she here?

Before Xiao Ze could move, someone suddenly bumped into him next to him.

"Xiao...Xiao Xiao Xiao Ze..."

Wan Xiaoxiao looked up and saw Xiao Ze's gloomy face. She was so frightened that she took a step back and was speechless.

Wan Xiaoxiao ran towards Chu Zheng.

"Mr. Jin, things are not going well, Mr. Jin, things are not going well, Xiao Ze is coming to trouble you!" Wan Xiaoxiao threw herself in front of Chu Zheng, with a look of horror on her face.

Chuzheng: "??"

Chuzheng looked back and saw Xiao Ze standing there with an incomprehensible expression, neither advancing nor retreating.

Being stared at by Chu Zheng, Xiao Ze seemed to still feel the pain in his body.

She really can do it.

Xiao Ze clenched his hands into fists, took a deep breath, and walked towards Chu Zheng.

"Chu Zheng, Mr. Yang wants this room, please give in." He tried to stay calm.

Chuzheng really thought that Xiao Ze was here to cause trouble for her, as Wan Xiaoxiao said, and she was ready to take action, but she said this?

Chuzheng had a cold face: "I don't know you, so I won't let you."

If you don't fight, just say hammer.

Just give in if you ask me to let you?

Why!

I don’t want to lose face?

"Young Master Yang is the crown prince of the Yang Group. My company is just a subsidiary of the Yang Group. If you offend him, Chu Zheng, you won't get any good results."

Chuzheng is, after all, just a company.

They are a group, and there are many companies under the group.

Going against the prince of a group is undoubtedly asking for trouble.

Chu Zheng was thoughtful.

[Miss, I suggest you not to let them go. What we don’t need most is money. Let’s fight them to the end! 】

Chuzheng: "..."

Ah.

The bastard Taobao body has learned this shit.

"oh."

Chu Zheng thought out a word for a while.

"..."

Seeing Chu Zheng's indifferent attitude, Xiao Ze felt a little resentful in his heart. He didn't even bother to remind her that she was so ungrateful.

"Any thing else?"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Walk slowly without seeing you off."

Xiao Ze stared at Chu Zheng and finally left in anger.

Nothing was done, and Xiao Ze felt heavy when he left the house.

Although Yang Jiajun has no brains, he has a weird temper. If he doesn't do anything good today, he will inevitably get angry at himself.

Xiao Ze took a look inside.

"Chu Zheng, you forced me."

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Yang Jiajun and several brothers kicked in the door aggressively.

"What's the matter, where are you hanging out on this street? You can't even give me a room?"

Yang Jiajun's eyes swept across the room. People who were separated in twos and threes got up and gathered around when they heard Yang Jiajun's voice that was clearly looking for trouble.

Chuzheng didn't move, but just waved to the staff: "Your service here is so bad? Can just anyone break into someone else's box?" This pheasant appeared out of nowhere to add drama to her.

The staff members had chills running down their spines and shivering, and they had no idea how to explain it.

Young Master Yang is a frequent visitor to the Brilliant Club and they all know him.

Can't afford to offend.

Yang Jiajun held a cigarette in his mouth, sneered carelessly, walked over to Chu Zheng, kicked the table, and sat down on the sofa opposite.

The gangster temperament among the dandy suddenly appears.

"Are you the one in charge? Oh, you're still a little girl."

Yang Jiajun looked at Chu Zheng unabashedly.

Yang Jiajun is not very old either, he is probably about the same age as Chu Zheng. He has just graduated from school at most, which is when he is young and energetic.

"How is your dad?" Chuzheng asked with unclear meaning.

Yang Jiajun raised his eyebrows, a little suspicious: "Do you know my dad?"

"do not know."

Yang Jiajun clicked his tongue: "Then why are you asking my dad?"

Chuzheng put down the wine glass in her hand: "Let's see if you don't have the rules of parenting. It seems that your dad is very incompetent."

It took Yang Jiajun a few seconds to react, and Chu Zheng scolded him for not having a tutor.

Yang Jiajun laughed angrily and said a classic line from the TV drama about the rich second generation: "Little girl, you are very cool. Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Chuzheng stood up and said, "I don't need to know either."

Yang Jiajun looked up at the girl in front of him,

When she sat, she looked just a little cold, like a snow lotus blooming on top of the ice and snow.

However, when she stood up, Yang Jiajun suddenly felt the same aura from her as his father, the aura of a superior person... even more terrifying than his father.

Yang Jiajun, the brilliant little prince of the nightclub, how could he be afraid of a girl?

Stand up immediately.

"What's the matter, little sister, please give up this room. For the sake of my birthday today, can I buy you a drink?"

The look in Yang Jiajun's eyes was already obvious.

Xiao Ze, who was standing behind, woke up at this moment.

Any pretty girl would want to have sex with Yang Jiajun.

Chuzheng's appearance...

However, it was too late for Xiao Ze to regret at this time.

"Do you want this room?" Chuzheng asked.

"uh-huh."

"Okay." Chuzheng said in an easy-to-talk manner.

Yang Jiajun laughed: "My little sister is sensible now. Don't worry, my brother will make it up to you."

"That's not necessary." Chu Zheng said concisely: "Let's make a bet, whoever wins gets the room."

Return it to my brother!

Who is disgusting!

Maybe I'm older than you!

"A bet? It's interesting."

When a girl sees that he doesn't pounce on him, she will try to refuse him and return the favor after teasing him a few words. Yang Jiajun had never seen Chu Zheng as cold as ice before, which made him feel a little overwhelmed.

In addition to conquering careers, men also conquer women.

Yang Jiajun smiled and said: "This bet is a bit stingy, isn't it? How about this, if I win, little sister, you have to stay with me all night."

"Young Master Yang..."

"Mr. Jin..."

Xiao Ze and the employee next to him spoke at the same time. Yang Jiajun looked at Xiao Ze with a strong warning in his eyes.

Xiao Ze clenched his fists, but did not continue to speak out. He just looked at Chu Zheng with complicated eyes.

Chuzheng stared at Yang Jiajun and said word by word: "I win, you have to run naked from here and run around the Brilliant Club."

Yang Jiajun put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Okay, it's up to you."

Yang Jiajun didn't pay attention to a little girl at all.

Even if his family has some money, Yang Jiajun is the richest one here.

"What do you want to compete with, little sister? You are a girl, come on." Yang Jiajun was acting like a gentleman at this time.

Chuzheng was not polite: "Let's see who can spend 10 million first."

The girl's voice was clear and light, like spring water in the mountains, carrying the chill of night, rolling down onto their hearts, making the air full of chill.

Yang Jiajun: "..."

Everyone: "..."

This bet is completely beyond everyone's imagination.

In their minds, they thought it was about drinking, shaking dice, or even doing some weird questions or something.

However, I never expected that the competition would be about who could spend 10 million first?

Where does this little girl come from?

Ten million means defeat?