Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The restaurant is brightly lit.

Liang Yanze sat at a long table with a cup of black coffee in front of him.

He tried to concentrate, but all the strange things he experienced last night kept popping into his mind at inappropriate times.

Liang Yanze picked up the coffee and took a sip, trying hard to suppress the strangeness in his heart.

At this time, Zhou Chengjun walked over with a frown, tapping his fingers on the dining table covered with a white tablecloth, looking very dissatisfied.

"Xitang doesn't like any of the things the hotel prepared. Let's move on and find another table."

Liang Yanze: "..."

Isn't this the dish you wanted to order?

He put down his coffee cup with a calm expression and stood up, without showing any unnecessary emotion.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, do you think we should switch to more Chinese-style congee or ask the Western chef to prepare a new menu?"

He spoke in a steady tone, handing the decision-making power back to his boss.

The core employees of the group who were sitting at several tables around cast admiring and accustomed glances at him.

Perhaps only Liang Zhu could handle Mr. Zhou's occasional domineering behavior so calmly.

They tacitly speeded up their meal and prepared to leave first.

"Eat it or not." A slightly cold and weak voice interrupted.

Zhao Xitang came over, his face a little pale, but he looked much better.

He glanced at Zhou Chengjun indifferently.

"Eat, I think this one is very good." Zhou Chengjun sat down obediently and picked up the cutlery, as if he was not the picky person just now.

"Xiao Liang, no need to change."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou." Liang Yanze agreed.

Finally I can enjoy the breakfast that is almost getting cold.

During the meal, Zhou Chengjun wiped his mouth and said to Liang Yanze, "Arrange a helicopter. Xitang and I will go to South Island to visit his uncle this afternoon."

"Okay." Liang Yanze took note. "Do you need bodyguards for you and Mr. Zhao?"

Zhou Chengjun thought about it and waved his hand, "No need, just a regular visit."

He turned to Zhao Xitang and softened his tone, "Wife, don't worry, I will definitely behave well this time and won't be chased out by my uncle with a broom again."

Zhao Xitang didn't say anything, just hummed softly, lowered his head and drank small sips of warm water.

Ling Gun Gun reminded Jin Chen, [Host, this is a key plot point!]

Zhou Chengjun had never been recognized by Zhao Xitang's uncle, because Zhao Xitang had taken a bullet for Zhou Chengjun while abroad, which had left him with a deep-seated problem. After this visit, the two of them fell into a cold war, and the rift in their relationship began from that time.

"After returning to the group, it'll be a perfect opportunity for Ye Lu to take advantage of the situation. We better find a way to stop their cold war!"

Hei Wu lazily lay on Liang Yanze's shoulder and thought for a second after hearing what he said.

Let them go and fail.

He had to follow his wife and had no time to stare at the human couple.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, a small ball of black mist appeared behind Zhou Chengjun.

Liang Yanze was sitting opposite Zhou Chengjun and happened to see the black fog appear.

His eyelids twitched violently, and he wanted to warn someone out loud.

Above the head, the intricate and gorgeous crystal chandelier broke without warning and fell straight down at an astonishing speed!

【Ahhhhhhhhhh!】Zero's voice exploded.

[Host! It'll hit your wife! Why would you resort to violence just because of a disagreement?]

Jinchen made an "oh" sound and moved his tentacles.

At the last moment, the falling chandelier deviated from its trajectory, just brushing Zhou Chengjun's shoulder and crashing into the chair next to him.

Crystal fragments scatter all over the ground.

Zhou Chengjun was knocked down by the impact and fell with a groan. His calves were hit by flying debris and overturned tables and chairs.

Liang Yanze, who witnessed the whole process again: "..."

The strange black fog in the air had disappeared without a trace.

"Chengjun!" Zhao Xitang was so frightened that his face turned pale. He stood up and supported him, his tone panicked, "How are you?"

There was chaos in the restaurant.

The hotel manager and staff ran over in panic, apologized repeatedly, and tried to help in a frantic manner.

Zhou Chengjun was helped to sit on a intact chair. His face was ashen and he felt pain in his calves.

Liang Yanze endured the headache and called his private doctor.

The doctor was called quickly and after a preliminary examination, he was shocked.

"Thank goodness... It's truly a blessing, Mr. Zhou. Such a heavy chandelier fell straight down, and you only sustained some scrapes and soft tissue contusions. You're so lucky."

The hotel staff were terrified and said they would check if the equipment was aging and give compensation.

Zhou Chengjun, however, had a sullen face, and his eyes swept across the messy scene sharply, revealing a domineering air. He didn't believe that this was just an accident.

He spoke in a low voice, "There's no need to check the aging of the equipment. With such a coincidence, someone must have been behind this."

Jinchen, who was hiding on Liang Yanze's shoulder: "?"

Zhou Chengjun was firm and decisive, his eyes deep.

"It must be one of my business rivals who found out about my schedule and deliberately did this!"

Jinchen: "..."

Humph, stupid.

In the end, although Zhou Chengjun's leg injury was not serious, his trip to visit his uncle had to be postponed.

Zhao Xitang anxiously followed him to the hospital. Before leaving, he hurriedly told Liang Yanze, "Xiao Liang, please take care of this."

Liang Yanze nodded, "Okay, Mr. Zhao, don't worry."

Looking at the chaotic restaurant, Liang Yanze raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. He felt a headache, mixed with an indescribable weird feeling.

He took a deep breath, quickly got into work mode, found the hotel manager, and spoke calmly.

"Hello, could you please access the restaurant's surveillance footage? We need to confirm the cause of the accident."

"Of course, I'm very sorry this happened!" The hotel manager agreed and immediately took him to the monitoring room.

Jinchen followed without a care in the world.

How could human electronic devices possibly detect his presence?

Sure enough, the surveillance footage clearly recorded the entire process of the chandelier's screws loosening and naturally breaking and falling. There were no traces of human intervention, and no blurry black shadows were captured.

Liang Yanze looked at the screen silently. There was nothing on the monitor, but he knew it was not an illusion.

This hotel...

It's really not clean.

As a senior general assistant, Liang Yanze believes that he can take into account 99% of unexpected variables in his work.

But he never expected that the remaining 1% would also include such non-scientific surprises.

The hotel was sincere and apologized repeatedly, promising to overhaul all facilities and take full responsibility.

Liang Yanze quickly put forward a few suggestions and requests, and finally said: "For safety reasons, please change the hotel for our team. Please arrange a vehicle, and we will move to the Blue Joy Hotel immediately."

"Okay, okay! We'll arrange it right away!" the hotel manager agreed hurriedly.

Ling Gungun muttered quietly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

[How pitiful! He thought he could get rid of you by changing hotels.]

Jinchen's mist wrapped around Liang Yanze's neck, feeling the warm blood vessels flowing under his skin.

[This won't do. Zhou Chengjun is already sticking with his wife, and I want her too.]

So, when Liang Yanze led his team and left this dangerous place in the convoy arranged by the hotel, the black fog was lying steadily on his shoulders.

Follow him to the next six-star hotel.