It was almost noon, and Jing Fei finally left the villa, with Murong Qianqian alone by his side. As for Zhuge Dan, after analyzing the interests, he was driven away by Jing Fei without hesitation, saying that he should do whatever he should do, and don't be upset here.

Until now, Murong Qianqian feels that Jing Fei’s way of treating his friends is too rude.

"Jing Fei, wouldn't it be too much for you to treat Zhuge Dan like this?"

Today, the two of them were purely lightweight and drove only a not-so-luxury car, without even a bodyguard around them. After getting on the car, Murong Qianqian looked around at the jungle around, and finally asked Jing Fei with some uncertainty.

"What's the point?" Jing Fei still dozed off and didn't understand for a while. He slept too late last night. He and Murong Qianqian were far apart and were more married. Naturally, they could not avoid a conquest. As a result, when they calmed down, it was already dawn, and the whole country had slept for less than four hours. It was said that men were the most tired of this kind of thing. As expected, even Jing Fei felt that he was yawning all over the sky, but Murong Qianqian beside him was full of energy and looked full of energy.

"I mean your attitude towards Zhuge Dan. After all, he is your friend. He came to help from such a distance, but you drove him away last night. Isn't that too much?" Murong Qianqian looked at Jing Fei very angry. There was no one around, so she didn't hide anything. To be honest, she was speechless about Jing Fei's expression at this moment.

"What's the point? I used to treat him like this, and I didn't feel dissatisfied with him," Jing Fei curled his lips and said,

"But this time he came here from Europe, I always feel that"

"Don't worry, it's okay," Jing Fei smiled comfortingly and closed his eyes again: "Do you really think he would stay in the villa last night if I didn't drive him?"

"But,,"

"Don't think about it anymore. He has what he should do. You don't have to worry about him anymore. In short, he will naturally appear when it should appear," Jing Fei interrupted Murong Qianqian and asked back, "It's you, have you seen the person I received from the special forces team?"

"I have seen it, but I can't use them yet. Their role is to follow the action after tonight's qualifying match of the God of Gambling," Murong Qianqian nodded, helpless at Jing Fei's ears to change the topic, but she did not continue the topic just now. Although she was extremely smart, she really couldn't understand the feelings between men, such as Jing Fei and Zhuge Dan in front of her. Jing Fei said it right. Zhuge Dan was really tolerant of Jing Fei, and tolerated to a certain level.

"That's good, but your plan must be arranged. Don't have too many casualties," Jing Fei nodded and reminded again, a little worried.

"Don't worry, their role is just a trick, there will be no danger," Murong Qianqian nodded.

Jing Fei nodded. To be honest, he was really worried about borrowing people this time. The casualties were not surprising. The affairs of the Australian market this time were full of variables and crises, but if the casualties were too great, he really couldn't explain to Uncle Song Er.

"By the way, where are we going?"

After hesitating, Jing Fei asked, when he was sleeping soundly, he was woken up by Murong Qianqian, saying that he wanted to accompany her to meet someone, but until now he has not said who to meet or where to meet.

"Guess,"

Murong Qianqian smiled with a pursed lips, it was very mysterious.

"I can't guess it," Jing Fei shook his head very simply. He was too lazy to think about such conspiracies and tricks. Even last night, he didn't listen to what Murong Qianqian and Zhuge Dan planned later, and ran into the bedroom to sleep. One was not interested in this, and the other was that he had absolute confidence in Murong Qianqian and Zhuge Dan, especially Zhuge Dan. This guy who was more charming than a woman was definitely a scheming ancestor. With him in it, it would be difficult for Murong Qianqian to suffer losses this time.

"You'll know in a while,"

Murong Qianqian smiled mysteriously but didn't explain.

Jing Fei didn't ask,

The car did not enter the city center of Ao City, but began to circle around the outer ring, and turned around the Ao City for a third, then turned directly into a secluded highway, and stopped in a water bay a few minutes later.

Jing Fei opened his eyes and found that in front of him was a food villa built in Shuiwan. He focused on seafood and looked very quiet and high-end.

But at this time, the building seemed very quiet, and it was a bit abnormal.

Murong Qianqian got out of the car and headed straight to the gate. She was familiar with the road. Obviously, it was not the first time she came here.

Jing Fei followed behind lazyly, but his eyes were scanning around, and his eyes soon became narrow because he saw an acquaintance.

To be precise, this is a man that Jing Fei had seen but never spoken. He had gray hair, in his fifties and sixties, and was not burly in his figure, but had a very stylish look.

It was the first time I accompanied Murong Qianqian to the Australian market to see the man who was with Uncle Jiu in Uncle Jiu's teahouse. However, the man was just a spectator at that time, and did not speak much, and did not attract Jing Fei's attention. However, he recognized him at first sight.

"Uncle He, your business here doesn't look very good."

Murong Qianqian blinked at Jing Fei, then walked directly to the man, with a charming smile on her face.

"I knew Miss Qianqian was coming, so I notified the door to close in advance."

The gray-haired man looked gentle, nodded to Murong Qianqian, and then to Jing Fei.

"That's really a pity. Uncle He, you will benefit from losing a day," Murong Qianqian smiled with a relaxed look on her face.

"Miss Qianqian was joking. My so-called business is actually all supported by friends from the Tao. I still have this self-knowledge."

Uncle He smiled gently, made a "please" gesture, and then walked into the hall first. Jing Fei found that it was exactly the same as he said, and there was no customer here, but there was fruit tea on a round table near the center of the door. It seemed that it had been prepared in advance.

"This gentleman is named Jing Fei. I still remember your name," Uncle He gave up his seat and nodded at Jing Fei and smiled. His eyes were complicated and surprised. Obviously, Jing Fei, who was brought to public twice by Murong Qianqian, had attracted his attention.

"Hello Uncle He," Jing Fei smiled faintly and sat directly beside Murong Qianqian. He was not very polite. He just accompanied Murong Qianqian here and did not intend to have any deep contact with the Australian market. As for Uncle He, to put it bluntly, he really didn't take it seriously.

Uncle He didn't care, and sat in the main seat with a smile, poured tea for the two of them first, then asked: "Miss Qianqian, just say it, what is your purpose for meeting me this time?"

After saying that, he looked at Murong Qianqian aggressively, without letting go of any expression.

"Uncle He is a smart person, you probably guessed it long ago," Murong Qianqian smiled charmingly.

"I'm not stupid, but I really don't know what it means to see me at this time," Uncle He's expression was very strange. He seemed to ask very directly, but his tone was very complicated. He seemed to have guessed what Murong Qianqian meant, but he was not sure, or he was unwilling to be sure.

"I need your help in this qualifying match of the God of Gambling," Murong Qianqian suddenly said, very direct and suddenly,

Uncle He's smile suddenly froze, and then he showed a bitter smile: "Miss Qianqian, I think you are wrong? You should know the rules of the Australian Gambling God Qualifying Tournament. During this period, illegal violence is strictly prohibited, and we elderly people are strictly prohibited from participating, especially those of me who are already out of date. I really can't understand why you came to me,"

"Uncle He, don't you really know?" Murong Qianqian's face still had a charming smile, but it was a bit meaningful.

"What should I know," Uncle He smiled bitterly: "Even if you really need us old guys to come forward to help, you shouldn't come to me, but to find Uncle Jiu. He is the real old senior in Australia. I, He Li, are just a little mate who is doing chores with Uncle Jiu, or you can go to find Uncle Third, as long as he is willing to come out,"

"Is that right? It seems that you still don't understand what I mean, Uncle He."

Murong Qianqian's smile was very bright, but her eyes had become very interesting. She suddenly took out a tablet from her Kun bag, put it on the round table in front of her and pushed it gently, and smiled and said, "Uncle He, I believe you should know how to use the tablet,"

After saying that, he withdrew his jade hand, leaned against his seat and started drinking tea quietly.

Uncle He looked at Murong Qianqian's eyes and was stunned for a moment. He looked at the tablet computer in front of him, hesitated for a while before reaching out to pick it up, press the button, and turn it on.

Just after a glance, Uncle He's face changed, and he became pale and bloodless. Then he suddenly raised his head to see Murong Qianqian: "Miss Qianqian, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. I just tell Uncle He that although you quit the world on the surface, you know the exact thing that is the most. I don't need to say what you have done over the years," Murong Qianqian smiled with a pursed lips.

"Murong Qianqian, you are threatening me," Uncle He's face was full of anger, but if you look closely, you will find that there is still a hint of fear in the anger.

"You know whether it is a threat to Uncle He, and I don't want to say more, because that has nothing to do with me. I just need some help from you now. Oh, by the way, there are some photos and videos behind it. If Uncle He is interested, you can take a look more." Murong Qianqian looked at Uncle He with a smile,

Uncle He really looked at it, then his face became paler and paler. Finally, his body trembled uncontrollably. When he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with depressed helplessness.

He glanced at Murong Qianqian deeply, took a breath, and said dejectedly: "Tell me, what do you need me to do,"

That expression was like a dead fish that accepted his fate, his face was ashes, and it was completely different from his temperament just now.

Murong Qianqian's eyes slightly curled up and she laughed silently.

This was a hint of sarcasm, but unfortunately Uncle He couldn't see it at all at this time, and there was no glory in his eyes.
Chapter completed!