The Sheraton Hotel is not the most luxurious hotel in Yandu, but it is undoubtedly the most popular place for foreigners, especially those in English-speaking countries. Because the waiters are blonde foreigners, fluent in English, and sell Western food...... In a foreign country, isn't it very good to have such a place?

Zhong Hou came to this hotel, and as soon as he came up, he was dizzy by a large list of English 'entrants' from a 'waiter'. Fortunately, the 'waiter' still knew a little about Chinese, and after the English 'exchange' failed, he decisively switched over, and finally 'figured' Zhong Hou's intention, this guy was actually from Mr. Metro.

Mr. Metro lives in the most exclusive VIP room on the 68th floor. This 'waiter' was fortunate to participate in some activities on the day of Mr. Metro's stay, and he has not yet reminisced about Mr. Metro's peerless style. More than 20 tall bodyguards accompanied the 'attendants', and Mr. Metro was silent, his face was extremely cold, but it gave people an infinite chill...... Recalling the scene of that day, the 'waiter' still felt 'excited'. I heard that this very ordinary person in front of me actually wanted to find Mr. Metro, but this 'waiter' did not look down on people like some Chinese security guards, but he confirmed it again and again. He even made a phone call to go in, and finally confirmed that Zhong Hou did have an appointment with Mr. Metro, which led Zhong Hou to go up.

Entering the top floor, as soon as he got out of the elevator, Zhong Hou felt a little cold inexplicably, and he secretly warned himself to be careful, this place is a little weird. Cautiously walked to the 'door' of the gilded room of the room, and Zhong Hou pressed the 'door' bell.

A moment later, the 'door' opened, and a deep male voice came in, "Please come in." ”

The 'door' was empty, Zhong Hou secretly wondered, how did this 'door' open, maybe it was high-tech, he didn't care much, and just walked in. As soon as he entered the 'door', suddenly there was a gust of wind from both sides, and the two knives had been killed in front of him with the intention of forest coldness.

As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, another 'wave' attack arrived. Zhong Hou was completely annoyed at this time, and directly used his hot hand, and after a while, the dozen or so people who attacked him all fell to the ground, one by one.

"What's going on? I need an explanation. Zhong Hou saw a tall foreigner sitting at the table and asked. This foreigner's rhinoplasty hawkeye, although he is middle-aged, can still be called handsome, and his face is full of luxury, needless to say, this is Metro.

METRO clapped his palms and stood up: "'Fine' color, very 'fine' color." Mr. Zhong Hou is really the person I am waiting for. ”

Zhong Hou was confused, and said unhappily: "Don't tell me this, if you can't hear a reasonable answer, we will go in and out with a white knife." Zhong Hou has always had some ruffianism, and when he said this, he couldn't help but feel cold. A smile froze on Metro's face, it was obvious that he had never come into contact with someone like Zhong Hou, and he simply lacked a way.

He added his forehead with his hand, and he had a headache, which was obviously not an oriental gentleman. Although Zhong Hou's tone was very unhappy, METRO still smiled, after all, this thing was too inauthentic.

"Please sit down and have a cup of tea, I have no ill intentions. In order to show his sincerity, Metro waved his hand and let everyone out, including the cold man beside him who put a lot of pressure on Zhong Hou.

"Let's talk about it. Zhong Hou's domineering spirit is outgoing, and he is still very indifferent, no matter who he is, he will not easily accept the other party's reconciliation if he is attacked for no reason. A sentence that I have no malice is not enough to dispel other people's bad feelings.

METRO was not in a hurry, and slowly brewed kung fu tea. Not to mention, there is really a bit of real material under his hands, and the movements he makes are decent, and after a while, the tea is already half-boiling. METRO took a set of 'fine' cups, first soaked them with tea twice, then filled the cups, made an inviting gesture, and invited Zhong Hou to taste the tea.

In order to reassure Zhong Hou, he even took a sip himself. This style still aroused some of Zhong Hou's favor, whether you admit it or not, this man's bearing is indeed unusual. Zhong Hou also took a sip of tea and put it down. The meaning is obvious, and I would like to hear the explanation anyway.

METRO smiled: "Young man, I'm just too anxious to do things. However, this is fine, not like our old man, who is dead. ”

Zhong Hou pursed his lips, just like you, you are still an old man, is there such a handsome old man.

"Just now...... I'm tempting you. METRO said amazingly, "Only when you pass my temptation can you be qualified to talk to me about the next step of cooperation." I'm glad you passed my test. Are you interested in becoming my partner?" METRO said with a sincere expression of his hand.

Zhong Hou Fu Ran changed color, this statement is too far-fetched, tentatively? He stood up suddenly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested." ”

METRO was in a hurry: "Mr. Zhong Hou, don't you want to get the thirteen directions of the Neijing? It is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is said to contain countless secrets." ”

Zhong Houtou didn't reply: "I'm not interested." I think people like you are too dangerous, and I lack the sincerity to cooperate, what are you going to do if I can't hide from it just now? Am I going to die?"

METRO waved his hand again and again: "No, absolutely not." My men are well trained, and this will not happen. They will stop in time, Mr. Zhong Hou, you will definitely not be hurt. ”

Zhong Hou still shook his head, he only believed in himself.

Seeing that Zhong Hou was still leaving, Metro couldn't calm down anymore, he knelt down and burst into tears: "Please, Mr. Zhong Hou." Please give me a chance, I know that the temptation was too reckless, but I really had to do it. I also don't want to lose anything...... You're going to listen to me. You must listen to me, the comfort of the little 'girl' is pinned on you, Mr. Zhong Hou. Listen to me......"

Seeing such a brightly dressed successful person actually kneeling in front of him like this, Zhong Hou couldn't help but be stunned for a while, this thing was really unexpected. Maybe it was METRO's sincerity that moved Zhong Hou, maybe it was the desire for the thirteen parties of the Neijing that prevailed, or some other 'messy' element, in short, Zhong Hou still stayed. He decided to listen to this man and see what was hidden in it.