Chapter 350

"Be careful yourself." Wang yuluo whispered to Shen Feng.

"Don't worry, this little thing is still difficult for me. I'll wait and see what happens here. We can contact by mobile phone." Shen Feng said to Wang Yu.

"Yes." Wang yuluo answered. Shen Feng passed through the crowd and disappeared into Wang yuluo's sight

In a private room of Junhui Hotel, a middle-aged man in a suit was sitting on the sofa, holding a cigar in his left hand and a beautiful woman with gorgeous clothes and enchanting figure in his right hand.

If you are careful, you will find that this tall beauty is a model just on the show.

It's natural that people who can let the catwalk models serve around on this occasion are not ordinary people.

"Mr. Zuo, I heard that there are many good things in the charity funding activities for a while. Is it true?" The model reached out and gently stroked the middle-aged man's chest.

"Of course it's true. Those two old men are bleeding today." The middle-aged man gave an obscene smile, and then stretched out his big hand to touch her.

"Zuo Zong, you are so bad." The model was coquettish and angry, but her body was very cooperative.

At this time, there was a soft sound of footsteps outside the private room.

"Dangdang..." a knock on the door rang out, and the model hurried to tidy up her clothes.

"Come in." Said the middle-aged man.

The door of the private room opened and a thin man in his thirties came in.

The middle-aged man watched him come in and said to the nearby model, "beauty, go out first. I have something else to do."

"Zuo Zong, I don't know." The model pouted and said coquettishly to him.

"Be obedient. I'll buy you a famous brand handbag tonight." The middle-aged man smiled.

As soon as the model heard that there was a famous brand handbag, he immediately smiled, got up, kissed the middle-aged man on the face and said, "you're very kind, I love you."

With that, she turned and went out.

The skinny man immediately closed the door tightly, and then said in a deep voice, "things have been arranged."

"There's no problem with the spice. It's bad if it's noticed." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, I've adjusted the dosage of spices for many times. After inhaling a certain amount, people's reaction will become more dull, and I can't detect it afterwards." The skinny man replied.

"Well, if we succeed this time, our foundation will be stronger, and the two old men may vomit blood and die." The middle-aged man took a swipe at his cigar and spit out a puff of smoke.

"It's just how things should spread out after we succeed. After all, it's something that can't be seen." The thin man frowned.

"You don't have to worry about it. After it's done, I'll give me six million. You go outside to hide for half a year and come back after the limelight." The middle-aged man said.

The thin man looked happy. Six million was enough for him to spend lavishly for some time.

"Well, after you get the things, go to the underground parking lot through the back door of the hotel. Someone will pick you up at that time." The middle-aged man.

"Yes." The skinny man answered and turned away.

When he turned around, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a cold killing intention

Shen Feng holds a glass of champagne in his hand. While observing secretly, he looks for the whereabouts of Meng Weifeng, Zheng Limin, Shangguan Yan and Chu Chen.

Because among the people he knows, only these four people can be trusted for the time being.

Meng Weifeng is a member of the Meng family. The Meng family also took out a millennium ginseng. There is no reason to poison here.

Zheng Limin is the boss here. As a well-known and smart businessman, he can't do things in his own territory and ruin his job.

Shangguan Yan and Chu Chen trust him more.

At this time, Shen Feng saw Zheng Limin talking and laughing with several middle-aged people, so he strode over.

Before Shen Feng came to him, Zheng Limin saw Shen Feng: "brother Shen, let me introduce some friends to you."

Then he told several middle-aged humanitarians around him, "this is Shen Feng, the famous Shen Dashao in Haining City, whom I told you."

If it were normal, Shen Feng would greet these people, but now things are urgent, he doesn't have that mind at all.

"Can I take a step?" Shen Feng said to Zheng Limin.

Zheng Limin is also a man of insight. Seeing that Shen Feng is so straightforward, he can naturally guess what Shen Feng wants to tell him.

"Excuse me." Zheng Limin said to those people, and then followed Shen Feng to a nearby private room.

"Brother Shen, what's the matter? What's the mystery?" Zheng Limin smiled and said.

"Someone poisoned during the reception." Shen Feng replied in a deep voice.

"What are you talking about!" Zheng Limin immediately exclaimed after hearing the news. Then he recovered his calm and asked Shen Feng, "how do you know?"

"There is a faint aroma in the reception. I don't know if you can smell it." Shen Feng said.

Zheng Limin's reaction was the same as that of Wang yuluo, shaking his head, but he chose to believe Shen Feng, because Shen Feng was a man made out of nothing.

"I'll tell you now." Zheng Limin is worried. This is his territory, and it's either rich or expensive. He can't afford anything wrong.

"No, you'll only scare the snake." Shen Feng stopped him.

Zheng Limin was more worried this time, but he suddenly remembered something and said to Shen Feng, "go find brother Meng. He must have a way."

"You're talking about master Meng." Shen Feng asked. He also learned from Meng Weifeng.

"Yes, brother Meng is well-informed. He must have a way."

With that, Zheng Limin took Shen Feng to the lounge where Master Meng was.

After leaving the door, Zheng Limin vaguely smelled the aroma mentioned by Shen Feng.

After smelling the fragrance, he was even more frightened, but in order not to scare the snake, he tried to make himself look very calm and not let anyone see the clue.

In a presidential private room upstairs, a gray haired old man in his eighties was reading ancient books.

The old man was dressed in Tang Dynasty. He looked kind, his eyes were clear and his face was calm. He was Meng Xinghua, the chairman of Meng's group and the grandfather of Meng Weifeng.

Beside Meng Xinghua stood an old man with white temples. It was situ Sheng last night.

"How long will charity start?" Meng Xinghua asked while reading a book.

"About less than an hour." Situ Sheng replied respectfully