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The reason why Song Qi agreed to let the beauties go with him was because he knew that tomorrow's business conference would be mainly for literary dramas, and it was nothing more than that they had planned for the worst and made arrangements according to martial arts.

After everyone left, Song Qi began to practice swordsmanship in the room for two hours.

Although tomorrow's business conference is a literary drama, the relationship between him and Ximen Liu has reached the point of endless confrontation, and it is difficult to say that tomorrow's things will evolve in that direction. Once there is a conflict between the two sides, reasoning and intercession cannot solve the problem, and the most effective way to solve the problem is to fight. It's easy to say anything if you win, but it's hard to say anything if you lose.

In order to focus all his energy on the cause of revenge against Kim Jong-lei in the future, Song Qi intends to settle the hatred with Simon Yoo once and for all at this business conference. Either get back the assets of Ming Zhu Firm, or kill Ximen Liu, there is no third way to go. To achieve this goal, you must make sure that you can't let Ximen Liu run away, and you can't let yourself be killed by Ximen Liu.

So Song Qi temporarily crammed his feet and practiced swordsmanship wildly, hoping that his martial arts would not lag behind.

Through these two hours of practice, Song Qi's swordsmanship and body skills have improved to a certain extent.

After that, he checked all the equipment: repeating crossbows, crossbow arrows, cloud-piercing arrows, dragon scale swords, dragon shadow blades, healing liquid, everything was ready. There were five hundred crossbow arrows in the ring, more than ever before. Last year, when he robbed the Dharma Farm in Duo'an Mansion, Song Qi only carried 300 crossbow arrows in his quiver.

With a ring is convenience. Song Qi sighed beautifully.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Qi and the others had a full breakfast, and greeted the rising sun energetically, stepped on the busy Qiantang Street, and marched towards Tianfeng Tower.

Tianfeng Tower is located at the intersection of Qiantang Street and Wulin Street, not far from West Lake, and it is a quarter of an hour's journey from Quyuan Inn.

Tianfeng Tower is a three-storey building with tall round wooden pillars, red walls, and a roof covered with glazed tiles, which looks magnificent and magnificent. The golden plaque of the Tianfeng Tower hangs high under the eaves of the third floor, glittering in the sunlight.

At the entrance of Tianfeng Tower, a place for planting flags is specially set up, and the flags embroidered with the logos of major businesses compete with each other, hunting and fluttering in the warm breeze, which is spectacular. In the center, a sky-blue flag is planted the highest and most conspicuous, and the sky-blue silk cloth is embroidered with a Pixiu pattern, which is the flag of the World Business Conference.

There is a square of 30 zhang in length and width in front of the door of Tianfeng Tower, which is full of all kinds of luxurious carriages, and most of the men and women who get off from the carriage are dressed in full costumes, graceful and luxurious, and walk towards the high entrance hall of Tianfeng Tower from all directions.

Horse-drawn carriages rumbled from the streets with crisp bells and happily entered Tianfenglou Square. Guests kept getting out of the carriage and walking towards the foyer with their heads held high.

Under the entrance hall was a long table two feet long, the table was covered with bright mopping red cloth, behind the table sat a row of young men in green cloth robes, responsible for registering the names of the guests and the business name to which they belonged, and on the opposite side of the table stood a long young waiter in red robes, who were responsible for receiving and guiding the guests into the Tianfeng Tower.

Outside Tianfeng Tower, the crowd is full of people, jubilant, lively, and filled with a grand festival atmosphere.

Song Qi and his entourage walked to Tianfenglou Square and gathered under the banner of the business conference.

Song Qi raised his hand and nodded at Yan Fei Fu Ling Longni, and said with a smile: "The four of you will enter the Tianfeng Tower with us." He also solemnly confessed to Zhan Xiaozhao, Feng Qiao, Ao Ao, Leopard Rouxi and others: "You are scattered around the square, act at the opportunity, and don't act rashly. ”

Everything was arranged, Song Qi looked up at the golden plaque of Tianfeng Tower, and strode towards the foyer, his eyes showing firmness and confidence.

Mao Yong shook off his stride and walked over closely.

Yan Fei and Fu Ling Lonnie smiled at each other and glanced at each other, and bravely followed.

"Honor, please show me the invitation?" When a tall young waiter saw Song Qi coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"Invitations? No. Song Qi froze, shook his head, and said calmly, "We belong to the Mingzhu firm." ”

When the waiter heard this, he looked a little surprised, and asked in disbelief, "Are you from the Mingzhu firm??" ”

"Yes." Mao Yong stepped forward and explained to the waiter,

"This is Song Qi, the new owner of our Mingzhu firm."

"Where's the invitation?" The waiter stretched out his hand to Mao Yong and said with a cold attitude.

"There are no invitations." Mao Yong shook his head and said, "I said that we are Mingzhu firms, do we still need an invitation letter?" ”

The waiter ignored Mao Yong, turned his head and said to another waiter not far away, "Head, there is another group of people who claim to be Ming Zhu Firm. ”

The waiter was a little older, and he looked like the leader of the waiter, he swaggered over, squinted a pair of small eyes, looked Song Qi and Mao Yong up and down and several beauties behind them, pouted, and waved his hand to Song Qi, "Ming Zhu is not invited to this meeting, so you can't go in!" ”

"Are you mistaken!" Mao Yong was a little angry, glared at the leader of the waiters, and said sharply, "Mingzhu Firm is the chief deacon unit of the World Business Conference, and we still need an invitation letter to participate in the meeting?" What a joke! ”

The leader of the waiters looked at Mao Yong like a fool, and said quietly: "It seems that you haven't attended a business conference for many years!" The current chief deacon is Simon Gong! After the West Gate bus, all participants must show an invitation letter before entering Tianfeng Tower. If you have an invitation, take it out, if not, get out of the way, don't delay us to receive VIPs! ”

"You!" Mao Yong was a little angry. Yan Fei Fu Ling and Long Ni raised their eyebrows, and their faces showed a look of anger.

Song Qi stretched out his hand and pressed Mao Yong's shoulder, and said to the leader of the waiters, "Friend, we don't have an invitation, but we have to go in." Get out of the way! ”

"Yo ho~" The head of the waiter squinted his eyes and looked at Song Qi like a monster, his mouth pursed, and he said sharply: "You have such a big breath!" I'd like to see how you get in! ”

"I'm telling you, you can't stop me from going in! You'd better get acquainted and get out of the way! Song Qi stepped forward, although the waiter had a strong attitude, but under the majesty of Song Qi's momentum, he still involuntarily took a step back.

The leader of the attendants shouted at the row of attendants standing behind him:

"This person intends to break into the Tianfeng Tower and blast him out!"

"Yes!" The waiters immediately rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward like wolves. (To be continued.) )