Chapter 555: Left Star
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In Zuo Xing's mind, this Yueyang City is the headquarters of Tianfang Company, and it is the lair of this behemoth, so it is not easy to deal with a high-level martial artist?
That's right, Zuo Xing's idea is that it is best to solve this hidden danger in Yueyang City.
So in the original itinerary, Yu Mengyue was supposed to stay in Yueyang City for only ten days, but now it has been extended to one month.
Zuo Xing did not tell Yu Mengyue in advance when he did this, and directly wanted to cut the afterlude, because he knew Yu Mengyue's character too well, and this girl's disgust for martial artists had already arrived...... Uh, the degree of perversion.
Maybe she would rather quit the showbiz from now on than let a martial artist protect herself.
But what can you do if you don't find a martial artist?
Looking for a MechWarrior?
Shi Lang and these fools have proven the incompetence of mecha warriors in this matter.
This is how Zuo Xing thinks on this matter.
And he also pinpointed Yu Mengyue's pulse, knowing that this girl was very kind and considerate of others at all times, except for being very stubborn on the issue of "martial artists", otherwise in his opinion, Shi Lang's stupid people should have been expelled a long time ago.
Sure enough, after learning that Zuo Xing asked Tianfang Company for help, and asked the martial artist to be her temporary bodyguard, Yu Mengyue lost her temper, but in the end she pinched her nose and confessed.
She can not wait to see these martial artists, but she can't help but give Zuo Xing face.
Over the years, if it weren't for Zuo Xing to take care of her, arrange logistics for her, and deal with those miscellaneous people and things, how could she act with peace of mind.
In Yu Mengyue's eyes, Zuo Xing is not only her economic person, but also her relatives.
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Zhang Xiaotian went through the "Red Wolf Incident" in his mind, and felt that it really seemed like something done by fanatical fans.
The question that struggles him the most now is...... How did this red wolf put the letter on Yu Mengyue's bedside?
Especially in this Mingyue Tower.
Zhang Xiaotian got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the lights of thousands of homes below.
Is it an internal response?
Or is this red wolf one of the bodyguards?
He shook his head, the odds were slim.
Because this point is too easy to be associated, if Shi Lang or a bodyguard did it, it should have been found out a long time ago.
Although he felt that Shi Lang was a little weird, this person was definitely not stupid, and he arranged for several people to work in groups every time, not only to protect Yu Mengyue, but also to let these bodyguards monitor each other.
Whether he deliberately made this gesture to eliminate his suspicion, or really thought about Yu Mengyue, he could let Zhang Xiaotian confirm that this "red wolf" was not among the bodyguards.
So how did this person get to the top floor of Mingyue Tower?
As soon as the bedroom door was closed, the room Yu Mengyue was in was a secret room, and there was no other passage at all?
Zhang Xiaotian had countless thoughts spinning in his mind, and he listed them one by one, and then eliminated them one by one, and finally left a few of the most probable ones in his mind.
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At seven o'clock in the evening, when Zhang Xiaotian was checking information on the Internet, Yu Mengyue was holding a drinking party.
The guests invited to the reception were all well-known figures in Yueyang City, and most of them were senior executives of Tianfang Company.
Lu Jun and Yu Minghai walked in the crowd in close-fitting uniforms, the shape of the Xinghuo uniform was simple and generous, which could highlight the spirit of the person, and these two people were both high-level martial artists, and they were not abrupt when they walked in this group of dignitaries.
They seemed to wander aimlessly, one left and one right, but in fact, they were not far from Yu Mengyue's surroundings at a distance of five meters, no matter where they looked, there was always an afterglow watching Yu Mengyue's movements.
Yu Mengyue glanced at the two of them, with an annoyed look on her face, "These two martial artists are really annoying, could it be that there are still people who dare to make trouble at this drinking party?" β
At this time, a tall young man dressed in black walked over to Yu Mengyue with a wine glass, "Miss Mengyue, can you enjoy your face and dance?" β
The beautiful music started at some point, and the crowd consciously dispersed in all directions, giving up the center of the banquet hall to those who wanted to dance.
Yu Mengyue looked at this person, and a deep voice came from her ears, "This is Zhang Fengxiang, the eldest son of Zhang Nan, the general manager of the personnel department of Tianfang Company." β
The speaker was a woman with short hair and a very neutral dress.
This woman seemed to have no sense of existence before she spoke, especially when she was still standing next to Yu Mengyue, who was still shining, but when she spoke, the whole person suddenly became vivid and vivid, just like a fish that was originally swimming in the water suddenly jumped out of the water, making it impossible to ignore her existence.
This woman dressed neutrally is Zuo Xing, Yu Mengyue's agent, and the person she trusts the most.
Hearing Zuo Xing's whispered introduction, Yu Mengyue smiled and said, "It turned out to be Zhang Fengxiang's son, Mengyue is polite." Zhang Gongzi invited, and Mengyue had no reason to allow it. β
As he spoke, he elegantly stretched out his hand.
Zhang Fengxiang hurriedly took her hand, looked flattered and proud, and walked into the dance floor with Yu Mengyue.
"Miss Mengyueβ"
"Zhang Gongzi, call me Mengyue."
Yu Mengyue smiled faintly.
Zhang Fengxiang was overjoyed, and hurriedly changed his words, "Mengyue, then don't call me Zhang Gongzi, call me Fengxiang!" β
Yu Mengyue pursed her lips and smiled, noncommittal.
After dancing a tune, the two walked to the sidelines, and Zuo Xing came up silently.
"Mengyue, I don't know if you are still used to living in this Mingyue Building? These days, the purple flowers on the southeast lake of Dongting are blooming, I wonder if Mengyue can be interested in watching it together? β
Zhang Fengxiang looked at Yu Mengyue and asked.
"It's a good stay, thank you Zhang Gongzi for your inquiry. As for the purple flowers...... It should be the famous scene called 'Purple Flowers on the Shore of Dongting Lake, Lanxiu Chrysanthemum Flying Red Rain', right? I heard that this purple flower is like an orchid, like the fragrance of chrysanthemum, the breeze blows, and there is a little red rain sprinkled, such a dreamlike scenery, Mengyue naturally wants to take a look. β
"You agreed?"
Zhang Fengxiang was overjoyed, and he didn't notice that Yu Mengyue still called him "Zhang Gongzi". He originally mentioned it casually, but he really didn't think that the other party would be able to agree, as far as he knew, Yu Mengyue never seemed to have agreed to any man's private invitation since her debut.
Zuo Xing, who was standing behind Yu Mengyue and had returned to his original state of obscurity, also looked over in surprise.
"Mengyue, what's wrong? How could he agree to this person's invitation? β
She looked Zhang Fengxiang up and down with her eyes covertly, trying to see what was different about this person, but she couldn't see it at all.
Yu Mengyue looked at Zhang Fengxiang's ecstatic appearance, and even the dance steps were a little messy, and at the same time she thought of another person who was extremely annoying, "Especially when that person was complacent in front of him, reading the verses that must have been heard from others, that kind of hateful and deliberately show-off look...... This guy must have deliberately targeted me like this, otherwise why would he read such a flattering poem in front of me, was this to get my attention? β
"Hmph, that's vulgar!"
"But that's a beautiful sentence! I don't know who did it? β
"Soaring like a frightening flood, graceful like a dragon. Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning ......"