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Chapter 510 Let's Talk a Deal, I'll Give You a Snowflake on the Head

Although Que Zhiyun had never actually met the person in front of her before, she was very clear about her identity. Now, seeing this person appear at her front door without any warning, she couldn't help but be surprised: "President Li, why are you here so late?"

“Miss Que, I apologize for disturbing you. Our boss has come here in good faith to discuss a deal with the Que family.”

As Li Zhi turned slightly to the side, Que Zhiyun looked into the car parked behind her and saw that half of the back window had been lowered, revealing half of Mr. Yuan's profile.

Que Zhiyun immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Damn, the enemy has come to our door on their own initiative. What's going on here?
"I... I'll go back and tell my family first."

If it were anyone else visiting, she would have taken the liberty of inviting them in.

But she really didn't dare to make that decision!

Li Zhi nodded good-naturedly, watching Que Zhiyun turn around and jog back.

He turned around, walked to the car, and opened the back door.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, they should be able to get in later.

"Who? Yuan Qingzhuo has come in person?"

"This guy is really bold... He's not afraid we'll just detain him as soon as he comes in?"

"Or maybe he's just feeling confident. Who knows if he really came all by himself?"

"Talking about deals? He almost harmed Xiaoyun back then, and he's been messing around with these things in Queshan. What kind of deals can we possibly negotiate with him?"

Gong Zhengyu patted the armrest of the chair, and the lively discussion in the hall immediately stopped.

"Now that you're here, Bingchen, go and invite them in!"

As Que Bingchen got up and left and then returned, almost everyone in the hall focused their attention on the figure walking alongside him.

Zhu Heng glanced over and immediately raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Looking at her husband again, she saw him give her a subtle nod.

It's only been two days, wait, to be precise, less than two days, and that huge cut on my face from Han Ying has healed so quickly.

This made her subconsciously think of the corpse worm's strong regenerative ability. Was it... not even going to act anymore?
Facing the solemn and scrutinizing gazes of the crowd, Yuan Qingzhuo remained calm. He first looked at the only person sitting quietly to the side who did not look up but was typing on his phone.

Li Chengxiao noticed the gaze directed at him, then looked up to meet Yuan Qingzhuo's eyes, nodded, and continued typing.

[I saw you. Why are you out? Have you had dinner yet?]

[On my way to take them both to eat hot pot.]

Be careful of slippery roads, and avoid drinking alcohol, especially beer.

Jiang Hanying replied quite readily: "No, no, the three of us will only drink beverages."

She sent a voice message this time, and Li Chengxiao originally wanted to transcribe it into text, but accidentally turned on the speakerphone.

This immediately drew the attention of everyone else present.

"Is it Han Ying?"

"Okay, you guys chat, I'll go out for a bit."

Yuan Qingzhuo watched him get up and leave, then turned and bowed slightly to Gong Zhengyu, who was sitting in the main seat, with proper manners, "Madam Gong."

“Mr. Yuan,” Gong Zhengyu raised his hand, “please sit down.”

Just as she was about to call out to Li Zhi, who had followed her in, she saw that Li Zhi had consciously walked behind Yuan Qingzhuo and stood there in a servant-like manner, so she didn't say anything more.

Li Chengxiao walked into the courtyard and sent another message to Pei Yuan.

After reading the message from Instructor Li, Pei Yuan glanced at the figure walking ahead and typed a guarantee: "Instructor Li, don't worry, I'll keep a close eye on Sister Hanying and make sure she doesn't touch a drop of alcohol. I'll let you know again after we finish the hotpot and get back to the hotel."

Li Chengxiao then opened the selfie video that Jiang Hanying had sent him, raised his phone, looked up, took a picture of snowflakes falling from the courtyard, moved the camera, and finally turned the lens to himself before sending it back.

While waiting at the traffic light, Jiang Hanying opened the video he had sent. Before she could even watch it, a black minivan pulled up in front of her, the window rolled down, revealing the upper half of Gao Haoqian's face. "It's snowing and it's hard to drive or get a taxi. Where are you going? I'll give you a ride." Jiang Hanying had only one feeling at that moment: He's haunting her!

She glanced at the trash can next to her; it was probably a snowball that someone waiting at the traffic light had made out of boredom and tossed onto it before leaving.

She reached out and picked it up, aiming at Gao Haoqian's forehead in the car, in a standard grenade-throwing posture!

"Pop!" The snowball exploded on his forehead.

Gao Haoqian: "..."

Gao Haoqian was completely stunned by the blow.

By the time I finally came to my senses, the car had already driven several meters away.

The anger can only be directed at someone else: "Did I tell you to drive forward?"

“But the light was green just now. If you stay at the intersection for too long, you’ll get points deducted.” The assistant, who was trying to suppress his laughter, said with a distorted face. “Brother, here, a tissue, wipe it off.”

Good heavens, there's probably nothing in this world that Miss Jiang Hanying wouldn't dare to do!

What were you thinking, throwing a snowball at Gao Ge's head?!

Pei Yuan also wanted to know the answer to this question.

She merely glanced up at the red light and saw there were still a few seconds left, and Sister Hanying actually slapped snowflakes on her forehead!
She didn't even dare to look at Gao Haoqian's expression.

"Sis, you've really stirred up a lot of hatred!"

"I hate him just looking at his face."

As Jiang Hanying spoke, she looked down at the video sent by her cheap owner and felt much cleaner in her eyes.

"Stop looking, let's go, let's go, we need to go to the other side."

Across the street is the bright red sign of La Haha Hot Pot Restaurant; quite a few people are still coming out to eat hot pot despite the heavy snow.

When they went in to ask, they found that the private rooms were all booked and they would have to wait if they wanted to eat in one.

"How about we eat in the lobby?"

"This is not good."

"The hall is still lively."

Pei Yuan insisted on waiting a little longer, but when she asked, there were still no available rooms, so she had no choice but to give in.

But we still asked the waiter to try their best to arrange a corner seat for us.

The restaurant was warm, and with the hot pot sizzling, it was also relatively secluded.

After ordering the dishes they wanted, Pei Yuan pulled Yue Zhuo to the condiment station to mix the dipping sauces, while Jiang Hanying just waited obediently in her seat.

[We've arrived! Time to eat! Are you at the Que residence?]

[Yes, we've come over here to discuss some matters. Yuan Qingzhuo and Li Zhi have arrived.]

Jiang Hanying was about to put her phone down when she saw this message and picked it up again.

What were they going to do?

[We're discussing a deal. Enjoy your meal; we'll discuss the details when we meet.]

Okay.

Inside a van parked on the side of the road.

Gao Haoqian finally dried off the snow water from his face and body, smoothed his hair, and looked up. "Are you sure they went into the hot pot restaurant and didn't come out again?"

The assistant glanced at the Spicy Haha Hot Pot restaurant sign in the rearview mirror, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and replied, "Confirmed."

"Let's skip the Blue Seal shop, get off the bus, let's go get some hot pot. Oh, and bring the crushed ice I just bought, we can test its effectiveness this time."