Chapter 2485: Do you want to make money?
all custom-made by renowned foreign designers. Though they appeared ordinary, each piece held significant value. Those unfamiliar with high fashion wouldn't be able to tell.After a while, Su Han pick..."This event lasts for three days in total. You can go and have a look tomorrow." A colleague walked past them, smiling and saying to them.
Xiao Hong looked at her younger sister, her eyes shining brightly as she said, "Then I'll go take a look tomorrow."
Little sister agreed and decided to go see it the next day.
The next day.
Xiaohong, under her younger sister's persistent urging, reluctantly got out of bed and followed her out the door.
This shopping mall is a newly opened one, they have been very busy these days, so they haven't paid attention to it.
As soon as the mall opened, there was a large crowd of people. The two people happily ran towards the mall entrance.
As they neared the mall entrance, Xiao Mei suddenly grabbed Xiao Hong's arm.
"What's wrong" Little Hu looked at him with confusion.
Little Red pointed in the distance, "Do you see that person Is that Fu Shaocheng"
Xiaohong followed her younger sister's finger and saw a tall, handsome man in a black windbreaker standing in front of a black Maybach not far away.
"It's really him."
After Xiao Hong finished speaking, she saw Fu Shaoqing walk over to the nearby coffee shop.
Xiao Hong pulled Xiao Mei and walked towards that direction as well.
"The shopping mall is over here!" Xiaohong pointed to the mall behind them.
"Let's go see Fu Shaoqing first." Xiaohong said as she walked.
Though Xiaomei didn't know Xiaohong's thoughts, she followed her to the coffee shop.
Two people walked into the cafe and quickly noticed Fu Shaoqing sitting in the corner. Across from him sat a woman who was dressed conservatively and of average appearance.
Xiaohong pulled her younger sister to sit next to Fu Shaoqing, preparing to listen to what they had to say.
Little sister pulled on her sleeve and pointed at the prices listed on the coffee shop's menu, the lowest was around a hundred.
Xiaohong boldly asked her younger sister to stay with her, demanding that she remain silent.
He strained his neck to listen as Fu Shaoqing spoke to the woman across from him.
"This is all the information I could find." Saying that, the woman pushed the folder towards Fu Shaoqing.
Fu Shaoqing took it with one hand, opened the file bag and glanced at the contents before putting the documents back in.
"Sure."
"When will the money be sent over" the woman asked anxiously.
"Within half an hour." Fu Shaoqing said, "I have something else to do, you go first."
"Okay, thank you," the woman said as she stood up and quickly left.
Xiao Hong wondered, what kind of deal did Fu Shaoqing have with the woman
Just as I was thinking, I heard Fu Shaoqing's low voice from above my head, "Did you all hear that"
"Ah!" Little Red was taken aback at first, then her heart skipped a beat.
Her younger sister clutched the cup tightly in her hands, her face pale with guilt.
Fu Shaoqing directly sat down at their table, his eyes deep and unreadable, and bluntly stated, “Why are you following me”
Xiao Hong continued to put up a facade, “This cafe doesn’t belong to your family, you can come in for coffee, and so can we!”
The little sister was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak.
Fu Shaoqing let out a sneer, his gaze fixed on Xiaohong before glancing at the younger sister again. "You are Zhang Xiaohong, and she is Zhao Didi."
"How did you know our names!" Little Red's heart pounded with nervousness.
Little sister whispered, “What did Chuxin tell you”
Xiao Hong let out a breath, it was possible after all, her relationship with Chu Xin.
But what was his purpose in suddenly saying their names
"What do you want to do" Xiao Hong's eyes still held a wary look.
Fu Shaoqing just smiled faintly, "Do you want to make money"issing, the greater the danger. He can't waste a second. 。Carefully putting Night Owl's phone back into his pocket, Leng Jue continued on his journey to find him. 。Gu Liechen on the road, his express...