After soaking in the hot spring and leaving the bath, Cheng Hao drove back to the Guan family villa.

The car stopped, and Cheng Hao didn't return to the apartment.

"Why did you come back so late today?"

Guan Meiqian, who was leaning on the sofa and playing video games with Chen Xia, asked.

"It's a little thing!" After Cheng Hao finished speaking, he entered his room and locked the door.

Sitting in front of the computer, Cheng Hao quickly typed a string of unknown codes, his hand speed was fast, and the sound of crackling was constantly transmitted on the keyboard.

After a short period of effort, Cheng Hao sneaked into the Fengjia database, but there was no news about L in it, but Cheng Hao noticed that there was a development plan for the north of the city in the computer of a certain director.

Cheng Hao swept his eyes, and the content probably said that tomorrow's conquest will vigorously develop the north of the city, and Chenguang Group will open a large shopping mall in the north of the city.

After reading the plan, Cheng Hao deleted it, which is no secret, and this place in the north of the city has long been targeted by major developers.

Turned off the computer casually, Cheng Hao lay on it, closed his eyes, thought carefully about the evil ghost on his head, and returned to the big battle three years ago in his mind, and his own brothers died in front of him one by one.

And at this moment, the people of the organization have arrived in Deep Sea City, in other words, his acquaintances have come.

Cheng Hao's escape from the hands of the killer can also kill the famous godfather of the deep sea, Huang Jingshan, but once he mentions the organization, his first feeling is fear.

He already had a deep fear of the organization in his heart, but at this moment he had to face the fact that he really needed a good helper at this moment.

Picked up the mobile phone and Cheng Hao dialed Mike, who was far overseas: "Hey, my dear Grandpa Jie, President of Tange City Bank, I'm Cheng Hao!"

"Oh, my dear child, call me so early!" the man on the other end of the line was visibly tired.

"After the year, our group will negotiate with Tange Technology Company, thank you for this matter!" Cheng Hao said with a smile.

"Really?" Mr. Jie on the other end of the phone didn't seem to know about it: "I didn't do it, maybe it's my assistant!"

"It's okay, I still want to thank you anyway!" Cheng Hao smiled.

"When are you coming to me for a drink?!"

"Haha, I'll go right away when I have time. ”

"Then we're really decided. ”

"Hmm!"

Cheng Hao hung up the phone after speaking, and fell asleep.

The morning sun rose the next day, and Cheng Hao, who had not yet woken up, pulled up her wine glass, and wanted to accompany her to Jiayin Temple to burn incense.

Cheng Hao rubbed his worried eyes: "Oh, my aunt, are you so good to me?

"I don't care, who made you my personal assistant!" Guan Meiqian hugged her shoulders and smiled evilly at the corner of her mouth.

"Hey, the company is on holiday!" Cheng Hao said, turning around and pounced.

"You didn't take a vacation!" Guan Meiqian grabbed Cheng Hao's ears without saying a word, "Give you five minutes, change your clothes, I'll wait for you in the living room!"

Cheng Hao, who had his ears pulled, was excited, and he was about to change his clothes in front of Guan Meiqian.

"Stop!" Guan Meiqian hurriedly stopped Cheng Hao: "I don't want to see your broken figure, you can change your clothes when I leave!"

After speaking, Guan Meiqian went straight out of Cheng Hao's room.

Five minutes later, Cheng Hao, dressed in sportswear, walked out of the room, and the first thing he saw was the breakfast that had been prepared on the dining table.

"What about Chen Xia?" Cheng Hao said.

Guan Meiqian hurriedly gave Cheng Hao a bowl of eight-treasure lotus seed porridge: "My cousin went home, I made breakfast!"

"Oops!" Cheng Hao sat on his seat and said very curiously: "President Guan, can you also cook?"

"Bang!" Guan Meiqian slammed the chopsticks she had just picked up on the table: "Why can't I cook?"

"Okay, good, I was wrong!" Cheng Hao hurriedly beckoned: "Eat, eat!"

After the two had breakfast, Cheng Hao started the Rolls-Royce, only to notice that it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

Cheng Hao looked at Guan Meiqian and complained: "Everyone burns incense and worships the Buddha on the fifteenth day of the new year, you worship the Buddha before the New Year, it's still so early, what is the picture?"

"It's the New Year, can't you send some red envelopes to the Bodhisattva?" Guan Meiqian hugged her shoulders and said.

"Give the Bodhisattva a red envelope, don't make trouble!" Cheng Hao began to laugh after speaking.

"Cut! Believe it or not!" Guan Meiqian simply turned her head away from looking at Cheng Hao.

At half past seven in the morning, Rolls-Royce arrived at the foot of Jiayin Mountain in Jiayin Temple.

The two hiked up the mountain, according to Guan Meiqian's words: Be sincere to the Bodhisattva.

Cheng Hao had no choice but to follow Guan Meiqian up the mountain on foot: "How can you still believe in Buddha as a materialist?"

"How do you know I'm a materialist?" asked Kwan Meiqian.

"Could it be that you are still an idealist?" Cheng Hao said.

"Cut!" Guan Meiqian looked disdainful: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know!"

"Why don't I know?" Cheng Hao seemed a little unconvinced.

"Okay!" Guan Meiqian blocked Cheng Hao's mouth with her hand: "Don't talk nonsense when you enter the temple!"

"Okay!" Cheng Hao said helplessly: "For the sake of the Buddha's face, I don't care about you!"

If you don't walk in, you don't know, there are a lot of pilgrims, businessmen, politicians, workers, and white-collar workers in Jiayin Temple today, and almost the entire courtyard is standing in the courtyard, and everyone looks very abusive.

"What day is today?" Cheng Hao was a little confused by the second monk.

"I said the day of giving red envelopes!" Guan Meiqian finished speaking, stuffing the red envelopes she had prepared into the donation box.

"To the Bodhisattva?" Cheng Hao definitely heard of this for the first time.

"No!" Guan Meiqian shook her head: "Today is Jiayin Temple to raise funds, and these funds agree to donate to Hope Primary School!"

"No wonder so many people came. Cheng Hao nodded.

The two went all the way into the temple, worshiped when they saw the Buddha, and came all the way to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Guan Meiqian and Cheng Hao first donated incense money, and then a host handed two pillars of incense to the two, and the two burned incense and kowtowed.

After worshipping the Buddha and Bodhisattva, Cheng Hao and Guan Meiqian left.

As soon as he walked to the door, he bumped into Feng Lan, who was about to enter the temple, and several of his attendant dogs.

"Oh, what a coincidence, Meiqian!" Feng Lan saw Guan Meiqian smile, and at the same time shamelessly stretched out her hand.

It seems that he didn't see Cheng Hao in his eyes.

Guan Meiqian was a little hesitant, she really didn't want to shake hands with this kind of person, but it didn't look good on her face to refuse like this.

As a personal assistant, Cheng Hao quickly noticed Guan Meiqian's emotional changes, and immediately held Feng Lan's hand, "What a coincidence!"

"Coincidental!" Feng Lanpi didn't smile, and looked at Cheng Hao with a somewhat hideous face.

"What a coincidence!" Cheng Hao didn't intend to let go of his hand, he held Feng Lan's hand fiercely, and his strength continued to increase.

Feng Lan felt as if the bones in his hands were broken, but his face did not change, his heart did not beat, he still smiled calmly, and at the same time hugged Cheng Hao, and said in his ear: "Let's settle our accounts slowly!"

After Feng Lan finished speaking, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, since she beat him Gao Xuan came back, Cheng Hao first snatched away his beloved woman, and this is not counting, the Feng family made a big fuss about his banquet, and he went against him three times at a time.

Feng Lan hated Cheng Hao to death, if it weren't for the underground ruling power of Shenhai City, I'm afraid Feng Lan would have thought of killing Cheng Hao and Tianyu Group.

"Okay!" Cheng Hao once again increased his strength in his hand!

"Ahh

Cheng Hao hurriedly sent his hand, looking very concerned: "What's wrong?"

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