Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Huo Yinan's expression changed, and he stabbed the middle-aged man with a cold gaze, "Are you trying to trick me?"

His two men also quickly pulled out pistols from their waists. They loaded the guns and aimed at the middle-aged man in almost an instant, and all of them had murderous expressions.

The kind smile on the middle-aged man's face disappeared at this moment.

He stood up in a panic, ignoring the pistol that was almost against his forehead, and swiftly ran towards the window with his hands waving. The fat on his belly bounced up and down, and he cursed, "Skin it, I'm going to kill you, you street bastard, get out of the way! You're going to be street bastard this time!"

Huo Yinan narrowed his eyes slightly, and naturally saw that the middle-aged man was really panicked. If he didn't set an ambush, then who was it?

At this time, the police outside had begun to break down the door.

The middle-aged man ran to the window and looked down. He saw the police car that had already started to sound the sirens, as well as the special police and armed police with live ammunition. His face turned pale and he murmured, "He's dead. He's dead this time..."

At this time, special police holding shields rushed in and surrounded them.

Huo Yinan asked his two men to put down their guns, and then half-raised his hands obediently.

This time, he not only had no goods on him, but also no weapons. As long as he cooperated and did not resist, it would be difficult for the Guangcheng police to convict him. In addition, with the powerful forces behind him, he did not have to worry too much.

When the special police escorted them out of Sunflower, the outside was already surrounded by people watching the fun.

Zhu Baishao had not gone down yet. She had just taken a bath. At this moment, she was standing sideways on a high place in a thin dress of pajamas, looking down through the floor-to-ceiling windows with a look of neither sadness nor joy.

Huo Yinan seemed to sense something when he entered the police car, and he suddenly turned around and looked up.

Then, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window high up, he saw a graceful figure with amazing curves against the light, and the woman seemed to be looking at him. Feeling his gaze, the woman stretched out her thumb and index finger at 90 degrees to each other, in a pistol posture, and shot him.

Huo Yinan's eyes moved slightly, and then his long and thick eyelashes drooped and trembled slightly, covering the murderous intent surging in his eyes. At the same time, the corners of his lips gradually curled up, as if it was a signal sent by a beast after encountering its favorite prey.

……

Zhu Baishao did not pay attention to the follow-up of Huo Yinan's incident. She was still worried about whether such an accident in Sunflower would affect the business.

The result is exactly the opposite.

Many of the onlookers at the time took videos and posted them on their Moments and the Internet. I don’t know if people nowadays are too daring or too curious, but they actually regarded Sunflowers as a celebrity check-in spot, and business has even grown more prosperous than before.

During this period, Zhu Baizhi also called to inquire about the situation, and it seemed that she had also seen the relevant news on the Internet.

Zhu Baishao simply told her casually that someone wanted to sell that thing in Sunflower and was caught by the police, then he said a few perfunctory words and hung up.

As night falls, the sunflowers become more and more lively.

In the top-floor suite, Zhu Baishao was checking her flight tickets in front of the computer. She was about to start her mission officially.

The first step of the mission is to meet the son of destiny, Meng Jiuan.

Just as she was about to place her order, her cell phone, which was placed on the marble table, rang.

Zhu Baishao walked over and saw that it was Aunt An calling.

"Hello? Aunt An?"

Auntie An's somewhat excited voice came from the other end of the phone, "Shao Shao, a rich woman came tonight and ordered all our waitresses!"

Zhu Baishao was also a little surprised when he heard this. You know, the waitresses in Sunflower are charged by the hour, and it is rare to see such a generous person, especially a rich woman.

Without waiting for Zhu Baishao to speak, Auntie An continued, "Shaoshao, that lady wants to see the boss, would you like to come down?"

Zhu Baishao responded, and then planned to go downstairs wearing the suit he wore during the work discussion, but the system spoke.

[Host, I just scanned and found that the rich woman below seems to be the mother of the son of luck...]

Zhu Baishao:?

System: [Because the Son of Fortune said that he believed in Buddhism and never had any interest in women, Meng Mu has been urging him for seven or eight years, and now it seems that she is choosing a woman for the Son of Fortune...]

[This part was not included in the original plot because the original owner was killed, and Sunflower was closed due to a murder case, so I missed it. 】

Wish Bai Shao:!

……

In the largest box of Sunflower.

Sitting on the circular sofa was a middle-aged woman with an elegant appearance. She had a well-proportioned figure and her hair was neatly combed into a low bun at the back of her head, secured with an imperial green jade hairpin.

Meng's mother was wearing a simple and elegant blue dress, and an imperial green glass jade bracelet on her wrist. She sat upright, not looking like she was in this kind of place at all, but more like she was sitting in a low-key and luxurious villa.

In front of her were rows of waitresses who walked past her one after another. Every time a waitress walked past, Meng's mother would nod or shake her head.

Those who received a nod from her walked to the right happily, while those who received a shake of her head left the box somewhat frustrated and discouraged.

You know, the rich woman has said that as long as you are chosen by her, you can get a tip of 1 yuan.

By the time Zhu Baishao changed her clothes, this activity, which was similar to the ancient imperial concubine selection, was almost coming to an end.

"Shao Shao..."

Aunt An, who was looking around at the door, immediately widened her eyes when she saw Zhu Baishao, and the waitresses who came out beside her also had a look of surprise on their faces.

The other guests in the corridor stared with bated breath.

Zhu Baishao wore a dark green silk dress and her long black hair was casually draped.

It stands to reason that a young woman of her age would not be able to pull off such a strong and majestic color, but she is an exception. Not only does she wear it beautifully, but she also has an indescribable charming charm.

She was wearing high heels, with a slender and graceful figure, narrow shoulders, a slender waist, and a chest that was as white as dazzling, surging waves, which trembled and swayed with every step.

One couldn't help but worry whether the fabric that had been stretched straight across her chest would break.

Her eyebrows are thin and narrow like willow leaves, her eyelashes are thick like a small fan, there is a touch of bright red at the end of her eyes, and a dot of cinnabar between her eyebrows, making her sexy and holy, with a kind of charming charm that makes people imagine.

"Auntie An, what's going on in there?"

As soon as Zhu Baishao opened her mouth, a charming, melodious female voice came out, which made the eavesdroppers' hearts tremble and also brought Aunt An back to her senses.

"Shao Shao, it's almost over. I'll take you to see the lady inside."

The two entered the box. Those people outside, who had been attracted by the noise of so many waitresses coming in and out of the box, all came out of their breath-holding state, swallowed their saliva imperceptibly, and asked the people around them.

"Who just walked by? Do you know him?"

"Is that the waitress here? Is she new?"

"Who knows the identity of that beauty? I'll give you 10,000!"

"..."