Chapter 1242

The seventh day of the summer in his ear word by word, slowly and Feng Xun emergency contact private number reported to him, and the same thing quietly into his hands.

"If you can see him, give him something like this, and he will believe you!"

Chen Qiao looked down at what he was holding. It turned out to be a gold coin with some history. He looked at her suspiciously.

"This is my stuff. You must keep it. Do you remember the number?" The seventh day of the summer asked with a smile.

"Don't worry, I can remember it!" Without hesitation, Chen Qiao nodded and pointed to his brain, indicating that he could rest assured on the seventh day of the summer. Then he quickly put the gold coin in his arms, so fast that even Laixi, who was not far away, didn't notice it.

At the beginning of summer, she nodded at seven, gave him a grateful smile, and then raised her glass to him: "thank you, Johnny

Chen Qiao gave a little smile, took the whisky in his hand, touched her, and said in a low voice: "then you wait for my news!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he gave a low reply and didn't stay in the bar for too long, so as not to arouse Pedro's suspicion. After drinking this glass of orange juice, he got up and said goodbye to Chen Qiao.

"I'm very happy to meet you today. I hope I can have a chance to talk like today!" Chen Qiao held out his hand to her with a smile. On the seventh day of the summer, he took a look and shook his hand with him.

Two people look at each other a smile, exchange a tacit understanding of each other's eyes, the seventh day of summer turned to leave the bar.

Chen Qiao still stayed in the bar and didn't get up. He just watched her leave silently. No matter where she went, she was followed by a woman who seemed to have good skills. He sighed low.

He knew that it was very risky for him to ask for help. After all, this woman seemed to be Pedro's prey

But he didn't like to owe people kindness, not to mention the woman saved her life!

In sum, if you can really help her out of Pedro's "magic hand", it can also be regarded as a hero to save the United States!

When Chen Qiao thought of this, he raised his lips slightly, took up his glass, drank the rest of the whisky, left a few notes on the bar, and left.

Chen Qiao went back to the casino again. He saw the manager of the casino who had seen him before. He looked for him with a bad face and asked, "where did you go just now? I looked for you everywhere, but I didn't see you!"

"I managed to save my life. Of course, I went to have a drink to celebrate!" Chen Qiao shrugged, his face still hung with a cynical smile.

"You really should be glad that the boss is in a good mood today, so he has shown mercy to people like you, otherwise you don't even know how to die!"

The manager of the casino gave a cold hum and said in a bad voice.

If it wasn't for the woman Pedro liked to intercede with, Pedro would not have left the boy alive, but he didn't dare to offend Pedro's woman, let alone Pedro, and could only vent his dissatisfaction on the boy!

He's been with Pedro for many years, but he wants to see if he really has the ability to help Pedro manage the casino?

"Of course I understand. It's just that I have to work for my boss for ten years to save my life!" Chen Qiao sighed. He was used to freedom. He was a little depressed at the thought of working for this kind of ruthless black hand for ten years.

"Boss, it's your blessing to use you!" The manager of the casino grabbed him by the collar and threatened coldly: "I advise you not to play any tricks. You don't have such good luck every time!"

"Don't worry, I will cherish my life!" Chen Qiao frowned slightly, patted off the casino manager's hand and straightened his tie. He asked lazily, "come on, what can I do for you?"

"From this evening, you are in charge of the monitoring and management of the casinos. Anyone who dares to make trouble, or dare to play small moves in the casinos, or smoke a cheater, or like you, can't let it go!"

The manager told him in a deep voice, and told him the timetable of the operation of the casino.

Chen Qiao made a gesture to show that he understood. When he finished, he said, "if there is a problem, shall I report it to you directly or to Pedro?"

"Report to me, of course. You are not qualified to face Pedro directly now!" The manager of the casino was afraid that he wanted to go beyond himself. He said, "I've arranged accommodation for you in the hotel. Don't disturb the boss if you have nothing to do. Do you understand?"

"I know!" Chen Qiao nodded slightly until the manager of the casino left. Then he shook his head and gave a light smile. There was a sneer in his smile.

No need to face Pedro. It's convenient for him to help Mrs. Feng!

As the night went on, besides Pedro, who was going to have a rest, the manager of the gambling house also took advantage of Chen Qiao's instructions to sneak back to his room and go to bed.

Chen Qiao went upstairs to inspect the monitoring room, told the staff inside, and then said to the security guard in the casino, "you watch first, I'll go out for a cigarette, and I'll come in later!"

He walked slowly out of the casino hotel. The stars were already hanging high outside, and the streets were not as busy as in the daytime. Occasionally, a few women in exposed clothes stood on the street, scratching their heads at a small number of drunk pedestrians.

"Hey, handsome guy -" a woman saw Chen Qiao standing on the side of the road and lit a cigarette. She gave him a wink and asked with a smile, "do you want to accompany him at night?"

Chen Qiao shakes his head, smiles, smokes a cigarette, looks up, walks directly to the roadside telephone booth not far away, takes out a coin from his arms, puts it in, and dials a series of numbers.

He always has a good memory. He can remember the phone number that his wife gave him just once

As he waited for the phone to be connected, he took out the keepsake that Mrs. Feng had given him from his arms and found that there were complicated patterns on the gold coin, which he could not help looking at carefully in the moonlight.

Without waiting for him to study carefully, a man's voice came over the phone: "who are you and why do you have my private number?"

Chen Qiao listened to this strange and low voice of the man, and he was not sure of the identity of the other party. He did not answer directly. Instead, he asked thoughtfully, "is it Mr. Feng?"

The voice on the other end of the phone obviously breathed heavily, and the tone became urgent: "I'm Feng Xun, who are you?"

Chen Qiao, Leng, Leng, Feng Xun... He's seen this name in the media. It seems that he is a famous business tycoon with a prominent background!

Is the wife Feng who said she was married and her husband the one who rarely appeared in the media but was shocking enough... Feng Xun?