Back at the hotel in Macau, Angelina was already waiting at the door, and when she saw the monsoon wind getting off the car, Angelina ran over. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How's it going, boss?" asked Angelina.

"Of course, who are your boss and I, nothing is at your fingertips," Ji Feng said with some arrogance.

"Hehe, the boss is still shameless," Angelina said.

"What, you say I'm shameless?"

"Huh? Did I say it, you must have heard it wrong, yes, you must have heard it wrong" Angelina saw that this was not good, and quickly ran away.

"Hehe, little girl, it looks like I'm going to call David to cure you in two days," Ji Feng said with a smile behind him.

In the evening, Monsoon sent the script he wrote in the past few days to Su Yunjin, according to the current development of the company, there are no big stars, so he has to cultivate some stars through some movies with good plots, and what Monsoon picked is the youth series trilogy, as well as a series of low-investment, high-box office movies such as Thirty-three Days of Broken Love.

The release of these movies will definitely cultivate some stars, and the reputation of the company will be hit out next, and the development will naturally be much smoother.

Of course, as for the theater line, it will be left to the employees in the company to take care of, if they can't even do these things well, then they won't be so useful.

Monsoon must not be able to go back to the love apartment these days, there is no way, so I have to follow Hu Yifei to cook a night of phone porridge, and I didn't go to sleep until very late, from the phone, Hu Yifei has slowly taken over the things of the hotel, originally with Hu Yifei's IQ, this thing should not be a problem.

Seeing that things were going pretty well, Monsoon had nothing to worry about, hung up the phone, lay on the bed, and slowly communicated with the Grim Reaper space, watching the changes inside.

The next day, Monsoon got up early and had breakfast in the hotel, and the charity gambling banquet was not until the evening, so Monsoon naturally didn't rush too much, so he ordered the waiter to serve some delicious meals.

The monsoon was eating, but some uninvited guests came to the front of the monsoon.

"Hello, Mr. Ji," said a woman who walked over and sat down beside Monsoon.

"Hello, I don't know what the beautiful woman is here, and she brings so many sisters, she really looks down on me" Monsoon pointed to the women with cold faces behind the woman.

"Hello Mr. Ji, Ms. Aoi wants to see you," the woman said to Monsoon.

"What if I don't go?" Monsoon said with a smile.

"Then don't blame us for being rude" The woman gave a look, and the people behind her quickly surrounded the monsoon, surrounding the monsoon in the middle.

But Monsoon was not surprised, not to mention his strength, so many people came to his side, if Angelina was still unprepared, what was it for Monsoon to choose her to be his executive secretary.

As expected, at the same time that several women surrounded Monsoon, a team of bodyguards quickly rushed in from outside the door of the hotel, all with weapons in their hands, and soon surrounded these people again, moving quickly, all of them were elites.

"Well, who's being polite now," Monsoon stood up, walked over to the woman, and whispered into her ear.

The woman is not tall and has the slightest movement, watching Ji Feng move on herself, she knows, - the one in front of her, but it is possible that she will really do it.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me," Monsoon asked, sitting back in his seat.

"I don't know about it, I'm just doing what I'm told," the woman said cautiously.

"Hehe, don't treat me as an idiot, now give you a chance, contact Aoi, and I'll tell her, if you can't get in touch, you will live in prison for the rest of your life" Ji Feng said coldly.

"Yes, I see," the woman said, looking a little flustered, and quickly pulled out her phone.

But at this moment, a woman behind her suddenly pulled out a pistol and was about to shoot, and the scene suddenly became a little unpredictable.

The gunshot rang out, but the woman opposite Monsoon did not fall, but lay on the ground with the gun, unconscious, while Monsoon was standing and stepping on the woman's head.

"You take all these women away, keep a good watch, and if anyone is unstable, give them some color," Ji Feng said to a few bodyguards on the side.

"Hurry up and get in touch now, no one is organizing us anymore" Monsoon still said in a faint tone.

"That gunshot just now?" The woman was a little confused.

"You mean this" Ji Feng stretched out his right hand, and there was a deformed bullet lying on the palm of his hand, it turned out that when the gunshot rang out, Ji Feng's hand was wrapped in death power to catch the bullet, so the woman did not die.

But from these aspects, it can be seen that this Aoi lady is not a simple character, ruthless, and calculating, but unfortunately, she met the monsoon.

Seeing the bullet in Ji Feng's hand, the woman's face couldn't help but flash a trace of horror, and she quickly took out the phone and called Ms. Aoi, and it was quickly connected.

"Hello, Miss Aoi," Monsoon said, picking up the phone.

"Who are you, how can you take my phone," said Aoi on the other side.

"Come on, don't pretend" Ji Feng said, "Everyone is a smart person, since you can send someone to arrest me, you will definitely think of a plan that can't catch me, or even a plan, I think someone is still monitoring me now, and I can report the situation to you at any time."

"Haha, Mr. Ji is really a smart person, that's right, someone is around to report to me about your situation," Ms. Aoi said on the phone.

"Tell me, what the hell are you looking for me," Monsoon asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I heard that Mr. Ji suddenly wanted to know some things at the beginning, and I was just quite curious," Aoi said.

"What's there to be curious about," Monsoon asked.

"It's been so many years, why is Mr. Ji still so persistent, according to a big boss like you, shouldn't you let it go?" Aoi said.

"It's not your concern, how much do you know about the original thing," Monsoon asked.

"Hehe, Mr. Ji, do you think I'm going to say it," Aoi said.

"In that case, we don't have to talk," Monsoon said before hanging up the phone.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Ji, those of my men?" Aoi said.

"100 million, you can do it, that's it" Ji Feng hung up the phone directly, leaving Aoi over there helplessly embarrassed.

As for Monsoon, he ordered his subordinates to take this woman away and protect it in order to find some information, but this is Monsoon who seems to be a little bored, walked to his room, and looked at the traffic below.

Thinking about the kidnapping in the first place, the inexplicable heartache and annoyance seemed to sweep over again, and Monsoon was not chasing for the original kidnapping, but for that heartache, and wanted to find the reason.