Super Special Forces King

Chapter 293

293.

Amidst the constant shouts of the dancers, Chen Wanru walked into the box, still following the tiger shark behind her.

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Senior Sister, why are you here?"

"Sister Wanru, come and sit." Zhuo Zhaoyun also said.

When the choreographer saw Chen Wanru who walked in, his eyes lit up, and there was also a charming woman.

While he was looking at Chen Wanru, Chen Wanru's Danfeng eyes also fell on him, and he secretly said in his heart: As expected, she looks more beautiful than a woman as in the legend.

The surprised gaze was fleeting, the slender waist wrapped in the cheongsam twisted and sat next to Zhuo Zhaoyun, looking at Zhang Feng and said, "What? Little brother, I am not welcome?"

"Sister, don't make trouble. Who can welcome you if you are welcome? I haven't thanked you for the Zhaoyun thing last time?" Zhang Feng said.

Zhuo Zhaoyun nodded from the side, or Chen Wanru arrived in time, she was really a little flustered facing the crazy Zhai Qiang.

Chen Wanru smiled and said, "I am not helping Zhaoyun because of your face. Zhaoyun is my sister. Shouldn't I help her for granted?"

The choreographer sat aside, a little unable to sit still, and quickly interrupted: "I'll say a few, can we talk while eating, and my scorpion will be out in a while."

When Zhang Feng saw him like this, he also said, "Senior Sister, I told him that you can have good drinks when you come, look?"

Chen Wanru waved to the tiger shark standing behind him, and said, "Tiger shark, bring my wine jar in the car."

"Yes, miss!" Tiger Shark promised and turned and walked out of the box.

After speaking, Chen Wanru turned to look at the dancer, and said: "Xu Yuwei? Now when I return to China, are you interested in coming to work with me?"

Zhang Feng came over clearly. It seems that the senior sister came here on her own initiative, not just for a meal, but to hit the dancer with her idea.

The chopsticks were shaken, and the chopsticks were chewed.

Hearing Chen Wanru's words, his expression did not change in any way. The most basic thing for intelligence work is that Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his face, and she even recognized this woman from the first sight of Chen Wanru.

Filled with food in his mouth, he said vaguely: "I don't know yet. I'm too tired. I want to rest for a while."

Chen Wanru was not disappointed, but if Xu Yuwei agreed so easily, it would make her feel suspicious.

The voice said quietly: "If you don't want to go abroad again, I should be your best choice."

"I know. Even if you are Senior Sister Zhang Feng, I will give priority to you if I choose." The dancer said, still focusing on the dishes in front of him.

Chen Wanru was slightly surprised, in such a short time, is the relationship between the two people so close?

Zhuo Zhaoyun was confused when she heard it, and turned her head to look at Zhang Feng in confusion.

Zhang Feng just shook his head slightly, but he didn't open an explanation. She still didn't know some of the inside information.

He opened his mouth and said: "Eat, Mader, Xu Yuwei, eat slowly and save some for Lao Tzu. It all costs Lao Tzu's money, and it ends up in your stomach."

"Grass." The dancer cursed, and the chopsticks moved faster and faster.

Soon, Tiger Shark also walked in with the wine jar and put it on the table, suddenly the rich aroma of wine filled.

The clay jar is sealed with red paper, and it has such a rich aroma before it is opened.

The dancer put down his chopsticks, sniffed his nose vigorously, and said, "Good wine! Hurry up."

Chen Wanru stretched out her green fingers, opened the clay jar and slowly filled everyone with a cup.

Not as clear as the current white wine, but a light beige.

"Twenty-year-old daughter red. Kyoto I am the only one here." Chen Wanru said proudly. She also has no other hobbies, the only thing is wine and wine.

The entrance is clear and spicy, with a strong aroma and a long aftertaste.

The choreographer closed his eyes with enjoyment, and said faintly, "Mad, this is the wine. The sake of the wagoku devil is inferior to water. Tsk tsk."

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone is a little bit addicted.

When the brush was opened, Zhang Feng felt a pain in his meat, and a meal cost a full 20,000 yuan. This was still bringing his own drinks.

The choreographer did not ask Zhang Feng to send him, got into the taxi and left.

Zhuo Zhaoyun had the worst alcohol volume, plus it was an old wine. He had already drowsily leaned his head on Zhang Feng's shoulder.

Chen Wanru was sober, without a trace of drunkenness in her eyes, she said, "Little Junior Brother, where do I go?"

A hint of hesitation flashed through Zhang Feng's eyes. Chen Wan said that there must be something to tell herself, but what must she say now?

After a little hesitation, he nodded.

Helping Zhuo Zhaoyun into the car, Tiger Shark drove quickly towards the Red Star Club.

The vehicle drove into the backyard of the Red Star Club, Zhang Feng helped Zhuo Zhaoyun to send her to the guest room bed to rest, and he walked towards Chen Wanru's house.

Chen Wanru was wearing a cheongsam lying on a wicker chair, with wine still boiled beside her.

Tiger Shark stood aside with a grim face and said nothing.

Zhang Feng sat on the sofa for himself, took a cigarette out of his pocket, held it in his mouth, and slowly smoked it.

Asked: "Senior Sister, what do you want me to come over here?"

Chen Wanru did not speak, but took out a file bag from the desk next to it and handed it to Zhang Feng, motioning him to see it for himself.

Surprisingly, he took it and opened it, turning page by page.

"What's your opinion after reading it?" Chen Wanru said quietly.

Zhang Feng frowned, and said, "A total of seven people, although they all have official identities as a cover, it is not difficult to see that they are all mercenaries from abroad."

"Well, you are right, mercenaries entered the country." Chen Wanru said.

Zhang Feng's doubts were even thicker, and said: "Sister, what do you mean by showing me this information? A special person should be responsible for the entry of mercenaries. Does it have anything to do with me?"

Chen Wanru's slender fingers buckled gently on the armrest of the wicker chair and said: "Little Junior Brother, it is not related to you, but to a great deal. You are taking a good look. Do you have any impression of these people?"

Hearing this, I opened the information again and looked at each photo carefully.

After watching it several times, his eyes finally stopped on one of them, and the only Asian face.

His brows were squeezed into the word ‘Chuan’, "Is it him?"

"It's this person, do you think he has anything to do with you? That's why I want you to come over today." Chen Wanru muttered.

Although the face of this person in the photo changed drastically, Zhang Feng still recognized it, because no matter how a person's face changes, the expression in his eyes will not change!