C547 King's Feast 10

She needed calm.

It was as if this reunion with Qiao Zhi was just a dream.

When he got home, he took off his coat and saw the huge cheque.

She remembered that she had pushed it towards Qiao Zhi, but she did not know when Qiao Zhi had put it in her pocket again.

dollars.

She had never seen so much cash before.

Qiao Zhi was right, with this money, a woman would be very, very relaxed no matter what occupation she wanted to take. Especially since this money came from rewards, intelligence, hard work, and not from a man who gave it to her for nothing.

However, she knew that she shouldn't keep it for herself.

Absolutely not.

She wanted to call and ask, but she felt weak.

By now, Qiao Zhi should already be in the hotel right? She was even afraid of hearing Qiao Zhi's voice. They were even more afraid of hearing Jiang Yueming's voice.

She thought, these two must be together, Jiang Yueming cannot possibly let Qiao Zhi return alone.

Only, she didn't know that at that time, Mu Qiaozhi was really the only one in the hotel. He did not greet anyone and quietly came back. At this moment, he had already left the hotel and was on his way to the airport.

The flight would send him back home overnight.

He had been in the city no more than two hours.

A thousand kilometers? Was it to seek peace of mind?

He did not know, nor did Fang Likun.

It was a sunny day, and the Sweden in December was sunny.

The two private jets quietly landed at the airport. The large group of reporters who had been waiting there for a long time did not have any interest at all. They thought that they were just some rich and powerful person.

All the way until the VIP entrance, where a group of people walked out.

The group of translators, the group of job savers, all of them were wondering, just who could have such a grand demeanor?

Everyone's eyes fell on a woman in a professional suit on the right. She was no longer young, but she was tall, well-kept, and had a strong aura with every movement. When she smiled, her eyes were filled with affection and her charm could still be seen.

"Qu Cunfang!"

Someone muttered. This was one of the top figures in the Qu family's business empire. No wonder he was such a big shot.

However, when their eyes landed on the person beside Qu Cunfang, a sharp-eyed reporter immediately shouted out: "Quick, look, Fang Likun … Fang Likun is here... "

Everyone rushed forward and aimed their short guns at this legendary female winner.

There are too few women who have won this distinction;

The expectations of the Chinese for this honor are too high.

It was really because of Fang Likun's secretive skills that she had done so well. It was also the first time that even those omnipotent officials could only see him in person at such a close distance.

She was not the strict and strict mistress that everyone thought she was.

His first impression had been overturned.

She was surprisingly young.

To be precise, he was much younger than his real age.

It was a characteristic of the women of C City: her skin was snow-white and rosy, and her delicate beauty was accentuated by the coat of a top designer.

If you were passing by on the street, you would have mistaken her for a weak girl.