Chapter 1235 Slap in the Face, Who Is Jiang Yao

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The entire top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel in Beijing was covered by someone, and even the hotel manager did not know the name of the mysterious guest who covered the entire floor of their hotel.

In a suite on the 48th floor.

The man in the wheelchair sat quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.

At his feet is a view of the entire city overlooking.

There are countless vehicles on the city's viaduct, like small 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 our Tianchen, do you see him?"

The man in the wheelchair had a thin blanket over his legs, his shoulders and chest were perfectly contoured, and the light was shining on him, and he couldn't find any fault—except that he was lame!

"Jiang Yao?"

Lu Zhi's jade-like hand was still holding the phone, the phone screen stopped on a chat dialog box, and his fingers tapped on the phone case.

"who is it?"

It is a frivolous sentence: Who is Jiang Yao?

His tone was not contemptuous, just calm and straightforward, but it was like the sharpest slap in the face. If Jiang Yao stood in front of him at this moment, he would be too ashamed to raise his head.

The bodyguard didn't dare to look up and whispered, "He said he was from Tianchen."

"Heh." A sneer came from the man's throat. He seemed to be amused, and his dark eyes were like a bottomless lake: "I want to see Tianchen's people?"

His tone was full of jokes, as if he was just joking: "Do you know how many people there are in Tianchen. If I see everyone, I won't rest?"

The bodyguard, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, looked like a moving iron tower, but his face was pale, and the clothes on his back were immediately soaked with cold sweat.

He was so scared that he didn't dare to look up, and he said nervously, "Yes, Mr. Lu, I'll go and reject him right away."

Lu Zhi didn't lift his eyelids, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The bodyguard walked out lightly, closing the door by the way.

The suite became quiet again, and Lu Zhi raised his wrist and picked up the glass on the side. The glass was filled with vodka.

He brought the rim of the glass to his lips and took a sip, drank half of the glass in one gulp, and put the glass back.

He seemed to be inadvertently talking to the people in the living room: "Niannian came back to me."

"Joe what did she say?"

There was another person in the living room. It was a woman. She was not very old, very young. Her facial features and appearance were not outstanding.

She wore a little black tank top, showing off her well-trained shoulders, and a pair of camouflage trousers tucked into leather boots.

She doesn't look good, but she has a very good figure.

The whole body revealed a mature and sassy look that little girls did not have.

Lu Zhi smiled. He has not seen the sun all the year round, and his skin is very white. The light shines down from the top of his head, as if he can see the purple blood vessels under his cold white skin. Thousands of stars in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows are competing to fall into his eyes. But he covered his thin lips like a joke: "Guess."

"..." Jane frowned.

Lu Zhi smiled and neatly sorted out the blanket on his lap. His voice was soft and cold: "She said that the reason she participated in the competition was because she wanted to be number one in the world."

After he finished speaking, he tutted again.

"She wants to be world No. 1 and runs off to a boring competition. That's the funniest joke I've heard recently!"