Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

The wicked have their own grind.

Zhang Quan was swayed by the seemingly harmless but caring Qin Qing. Not only was his body and mind injured, but he also had a psychological shadow on the black boxing. In the end, he couldn't get any compensation, so he could only walk in and beat himself locked in the house.

Qin Qing walked in the door slowly and leisurely. After washing her face and changing her clothes, she made tea and poured herself a drink.

Just after three cups of tea, there was a knock on the door.

Because Zhang Huashan and Qin Fengjiao have to go out to work during the day, Zhang's grandfather usually stays in the elderly community until evening, and no one will come back at this time.

She put down the cup and walked to the door, turning her palms over, the muzzle of the gun appeared, she carried it behind her back, and then opened the door with one hand, "Who are you looking for, please?"

"Ahem..." The visitor didn't answer, but coughed twice, breathing heavily, as if he was very weak.

Qin Qing cautiously turned the angle to look in the direction of the corner, only to realize that the person who came was the God of War in the black jacket on the boxing ring.

It's just that compared to the high-spiritedness a few hours ago, the God of War at this time can be described as miserable. Not to mention the black jacket was stripped off, he was also injured all over his body.

"How did you become like this?" Qin Qing frowned and didn't go over immediately.

The young man tugged at the corner of his mouth and accidentally touched the wound. He gasped in pain and said, "Thanks to you, I escaped from the boxing gym and am now homeless."

The implication is already quite obvious.

"How did you find this place?" Qin Qing didn't answer his words, but continued to check carefully. In Macau, if her whereabouts are revealed, it is very likely that she will die, so she needs to be extra careful.

"Tsk." The young man frowned impatiently, took out a wallet from his pocket and threw it over, "Your companion stayed in the boxing gym, and there is his ID card in it. Zhang Quan, the name is really good enough." Damn, what's your name, Zhang Mei?"

Perfect in every way.

Qin Qing glanced at him silently, then stepped back and reached out to close the door.

"Hey, wait a minute, I'm joking." The other party quickly stretched out his feet to block the door, grinning his teeth in pain when he pulled the wound, and finally had no choice but to give in, "I really have nowhere to go, the people in the boxing gym must still be there You will trouble me, I need a few days to recuperate."

After all, Qin Qing was the opponent he admired, and he didn't do anything to help him. He helped him up to the third floor after realizing that there was nothing unusual around him. Because it is an old single-family house, the layout is the same as the previous three-story single-family house, which looks narrow and cramped. Fortunately, there is a half attic on the third floor where Qin Qing lives, which is usually used to store sundries, and it is also enough to hide after cleaning it out. .

"I'll bring you the food. I hope you don't scare people by showing up every day." Qin Qing gave him the medicine box and explained the rules.

"Okay, can you help me with the wound on my back?" The man pointed to the knife wound on his back, and turned his back on his own initiative.

Qin Qing was not hypocritical, so she used cotton dipped in alcohol to disinfect the other party under the dim light of the ceiling, and couldn't help thinking that if Major General Feng knew that he had kept a man in the house, he might be soaked in vinegar... …

Xu Shi noticed that she was distracted, and the man lay on the floor and smiled, "You are such a strange girl, you look noble, but you live in a slum, you look weak, but your skills are surprisingly good. Even facing the body of a handsome young man like me, you can distract yourself indifferently, I am curious, what can attract your attention?"

Cantonese is born with an affectionate and gentle accent, especially in a handsome man, it will form a fatal charm.

Bronze-colored skin, years of exercise and clear-cut lines, sharp brows and star eyes, with sharp edges and corners, he is also an extremely rare handsome guy among male stars in later generations

The obsession of those female boxing fans is not unreasonable, it's just...

"It's definitely not someone who is narcissistic like you who can attract me." Qin Qing mercilessly put a large piece of alcohol cotton on the wound, which immediately attracted a muffled groan from the other party, and continued to ask when the person was honest. "Do you often do activities in this area?"

The other party paused, but quickly reacted, "Well, almost, I often play games everywhere, and occasionally come back, and I have passed through Macau, big and small. My name is Zhan Chen, because the vernacular homonym is like God of War, so everyone calls me that ,And you?"

"Qin Qing."

"It's hard to read Cantonese, you're not a local, how could you live with that kind of coward?"

"My mother is here."

Seeing that the girl was very tight-lipped and unwilling to reveal more, Zhan Chen didn't ask any more questions, and fell into a deep sleep after taking the medicine.

Qin Qing sent the other party's name to Zhao Yin, asking him to check it out just in case, and the result of the feedback was: Zhan Chen has contacts with many underground boxing gyms, and he also has some influence in the lobby area, and his background is temporarily innocent .

She stared at the sentence in the middle for a while before smiling, and probably guessed the reason why the other party approached her.

In the afternoon, when the three members of the Zhang family came back and saw Zhang Quan's face, they still felt distressed and asked. Zhang Quan dismissed the worried Qin Fengjiao, and dragged Zhang Huashan into the house to talk for a long time. After they came out, the father and son took more care of Qin Qing.

The next day, Zhao Yin acted quickly and brought over the store's information, and at the same time informed the time of the Zhao's reception.

"Macau is the world of gaming and tourism. Most of the interests of gaming are in the hands of the king of gambling. We can only start from the tourism industry. The turnover of personnel is large and it is easy to arrange." The two made when they parted at the alley Brief analysis.

Zhao Yin is a person who knows everything, and nodded when he heard the words, "I think so, but it's not appropriate to over-input. The best way is to develop local influence."

After all, ten outsiders are not as familiar with the situation as one local.

"Hmm..." Qin Qing knew that the other party was referring to the young man in the attic. He had a clean background, and the lower class was not easy to attract attention. He had no roots and no faction and was a little powerful, so he was most suitable as an initial stronghold. But she still has a little worry, "This matter has been postponed, and we must first find a way to collect information."

Hearing this, Zhao Yin suddenly smiled mysteriously, pushed the frame of his glasses and took out his mobile phone to take a photo of the girl, then shook the screen and said: "Mr. Feng said that you can exchange all the casino information in Macau with just one photo of you. "

Qin Qing, who had already sternly rejected her boyfriend before: "..."

"This way doesn't work and find another way. I always heard Boss Nan say that Mr. Feng is dull. I don't think so." After Zhao Yin sent the photo with a smile, his fox-like eyes behind the lens were full of smiles, "Because you are my boss, so I won't tell you the truth. But it also shows that as long as it's something Mr. Feng wants to do, most of it can be done without anyone noticing. Sometimes it's just a matter of coaxing, and the boss doesn't have to go too far really."