Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

With a bang, the door in front of him closed again, but this time the middle-aged man didn't come forward to disturb him. He stumbled into the elevator with his chest covered, his elegant suit covered with dust.

The person was dismissed here, Song Ye turned his head, looked at the floor, and after making sure that the cleanliness brother's private space was not dirty, he floated into the kitchen to cook with his vegetables, so relaxed that he didn't look like he had just beaten someone. .

In fact, she only used a third of her strength. With the gradual improvement of her physical fitness, the power of her supernatural powers also gradually increased. Now she can kill a tiger with one punch.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Qin Zhan finally came back from work, looking at the rising numbers of the elevator, thinking that the children at home had already cooked meals for two hours, and he didn't know what tricks he could make up. But the breakfast was good, which made him a little bit looking forward to it.

The elevator door opened, and as soon as he walked to the door and wanted to open it, he noticed something was wrong. Although the door was clean and there was nothing else, the steps on the ground were messy, and there were several new scratches on the wall. It's a sign of a fight.

Besides Song Ye, the only ones who could find his apartment were the Qin family.

Thinking of this, his heart sank, and he quickly unscrewed the doorknob in his hand, and suddenly opened the door, taking off his leather shoes. figure, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're back." Song Ye turned his back to him without turning his head, nor was he surprised, he just said lightly, "Just in time, wash your hands and eat." After that, she came out with a plate of green vegetables in her hand, still hanging from her body. A black and white apron looks very homey.

Qin Zhan followed her movements and saw that the dining table was already full of plates. It was actually seven dishes and one soup. There were all fish, meat and vegetables, and each one of them sold very well. He was stunned for a moment before turning to take off. Take off your shoes, wash your hands and go to the table.

Song Ye and Qin Zhan have completely opposite food requirements.

Qin Zhan is very simple and casual, and does not waste food. Song Ye, however, pays attention to the enjoyment of buds, pursues the ultimate, and likes freshness. Every time he cooks, he has a big table, and he has to fully enjoy it if he can't finish it.

"You did all of this?" Qin Zhan rarely asked knowingly, but because he was too surprised, he didn't expect the young man to have such good skills.

"Of course, try it first." Song Ye admitted generously, handed the chopsticks over, and moved the chopsticks himself.

Qin Zhan was silent, and immediately put a chopstick of beef into his mouth. The taste was just right, and the meat was even more delicious, showing the superb skills of the cook. Then the second chopstick, the third chopstick... There were no extra words. Song Ye's greatest affirmation was given to the speed of picking up the vegetables faster and faster.

He had three chopsticks, and his speed was very fast. Song Ye only took one chopstick. He chewed slowly, chewed slowly, and did not speak to each other, but the atmosphere at the dining table was exceptionally harmonious.

During the meal, Qin Zhan felt that his younger brother was a little different from the fancy boy described by others.

When the teenagers in the capital were so old, they were all walking in the streets, fighting and fighting. What they liked was spending money, and their survival skills were basically zero.

But this younger brother of his own has accumulated his own wealth early, he is cold-hearted, very assertive, and even his cooking skills are so good that he has simply killed a lot of scoundrels outside.

It is said that Xishi is in the eyes of a lover, but at this moment Qin Zhan is a brother in the eyes of his elder brother.

Even this empty apartment that was used for a temporary stay became extra warm because of Song Ye's arrival.

After dinner, Qin Zhan put the tableware and chopsticks into the dishwasher and came out. He saw Song Ye sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windowsill again reading a book. He walked over and stood in front of the window, overlooking the splendid night view of the capital, before speaking for a long time. Asked: "Today, the Qin family came over?"

"Well." Song Ye turned the pages of the book, continued to browse without pausing, and replied lightly, "I was beaten back."

The Qin family, who beat the top nobles, still has such a leisurely and indifferent attitude, I am afraid she is the only one in the world.

"Hehe, you little brat..." Qin Zhan reached out and touched her head, soft hair interspersed with his fingertips, softening the corners of his mouth, and chuckled softly, "The suit for tomorrow's dinner party is for you. Well, let's try it out for yourself."

Without continuing this topic, Song Ye left and right did not suffer, and he would not let the Qin family have a chance to touch her.

The night was silent, another day passed, and night fell. The Royal View Hotel in the capital is destined to be the focus of attention tonight, because tonight is the birthday of the head mistress of the Qin family in the capital, and the wealthy and wealthy businessmen in the capital are early Came here with an invitation.

During the daytime, Zhao Chongbin and his party were humiliated by the manager, and finally "reluctantly" gave up seven presidential suites, because tonight's banquet, there will be many people staying overnight. Originally, the manager wanted to drive them away and clear all the rooms, but after listening to the waiter talking about what Zhao Chongbin had done in the past two days, he deeply felt that this man was also from a rich family and did not dare to offend them easily, so he told them to stay. out of the room.

A presidential suite for eight people is more than enough to be honest.

And as soon as they changed rooms, Zhao Chongbin and his party were no longer in the room. Some of them went to the staff lounge, stole spare work clothes, some went to the parking lot, and helped the old man to be the commander together. When driving a guest, it's easy to touch an invitation or two.

And Zhao Chongbin, as a figure of the movie emperor level, naturally has already sneaked into the banquet hall.

In the open-air garden on the top floor of the hotel, the glass on the ceiling is open, revealing a little starlight, which is dazzling. Many guests have come one after another at the entrance of the garden. Suits, evening dresses, pearl necklaces and brand-name watches all show their identity.

"Sir, do you need a glass of champagne?" Zhao Chongbin, dressed as a waiter, stepped forward and handed over the water wine. He was so skillful that it was impossible to tell that he was a novice.

The man took the champagne and was about to walk away when he heard the delicate voice of the female companion beside him, "Please, get me a glass too."

Zhao Chongbin looked up, and was thrown into disgust by the beauty's wink, but with a smile on his face, he took the wine glass in person, bent down, and said gentlemanly, "This beautiful lady, please."

The woman stretched out her hand to take it, and her fingertips swiped the back of Zhao Chongbin's hand vaguely, very provocatively.

Then, the man dragged the woman away with a gloomy expression, and went straight to the middle of the venue, next to a man who stood out from the crowd.

The man was only twenty-seven or eighteen years old. He was luxurious, indifferent and arrogant. His handsome facial features were extremely attractive. If Zhao Chongbin was a handsome little white face, then this man was a handsome and domineering president.