Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

The three of them booked two adjacent rooms, one for Gao Qingliang and the other shared by Zhou Qi and Lin Xindie.

When Gao Qingliang reached the floor by elevator, his steps were a little slow.

Just as Zhou Qi was using the room card to swipe the door, he suddenly felt something pressing against his waist.

"Don't move!" Gao Qingliang ordered in a low voice.

Zhou Qi turned his head and saw that a gun was pressed tightly against his waist, blocked by Gao Qingliang's body.

Lin Xindie noticed something was wrong and took a step to get closer, but before she could make any move, Gao Qingliang warned her coldly, "Go in, turn on the light, move slowly, and don't leave my sight."

Lin Xindie looked at Zhou Qi, hesitating and not moving.

"Hurry up!" Gao Qingliang's tone became even more severe.

Zhou Qi chuckled and said, "Boss Gao, do you want her to go fast or slow?"

"Cut the nonsense!"

Gao Qingliang threatened with a gloomy face: "If you don't want to die, do as I say!"

Lin Xindie pushed open the door, turned on the light, and slowly walked into the room, but did not go deeper. Instead, she stood aside and looked at the two of them vigilantly.

Gao Qingliang increased the pressure of the gun, forcing Zhou Qi to enter the room.

The whole process was tense and depressing, with a sense of danger in the air.

Gao Qingliang opened the collar of his suit, pressed the metal barrel of his gun against Zhou Qi's back, and clamped his shoulder with his left hand: "Ms. Lin, please move to the sofa."

Lin Xindie stepped back, clutching the corner of her clothes, and the leather sofa made a slight friction sound at her knees.

Zhou Qi suddenly tilted his head and chuckled: "Boss Gao probably never opened the safety catch, right?"

This action caused the muzzle to shift slightly by two centimeters.

Gao Qingliang's eyes flashed with sinister intent, and he suddenly pushed him towards the wine cabinet: "Go sit down! Don't test my patience!"

Under the crystal chandelier, Zhou Qi walked straight to the oak shelf where the Bordeaux wine king was displayed.

Gao Qingliang's index finger was pressed on the trigger guard, and the veins popped out: "Are you deaf?"

In response to him, there was the muffled sound of a cork popping out. Zhou Qi shook the deep red liquid of the 98 vintage of Chateau Margaux and pushed the tulip glass towards Lin Xindie who was sitting in a daze.

"The 82 Lafite is too tacky. I'd rather try the finesse of Margaux."

Zhou Qi leaned against the sofa and sipped his wine, the edge of the glass covering the corners of his mouth: "Boss Gao, do you want a glass of courage?"

Gao Qingliang suddenly pulled out a sealed bag from the secret pocket of his suit, and the blue-glowing powder in the transparent package rustled:

"Do you know what this is? Just 0.3 grams spilled on your wine glass, tomorrow's headline will be about a drug addict dying suddenly after a binge."

The small glass bottle he threw out made a harsh sound on the coffee table. "Does it look familiar? It's the aphrodisiac essential oil specially provided by Qingnan Pavilion. Excessive use can cause heart paralysis, just like the death you are about to suffer."

Zhou Qi turned the wine glass and observed the wall hanging: "What the Bai family wants is not two bodies, but the control of the entire North Shore Economic Zone. You changed the plan without authorization. Aren't you afraid that Bai Qinghong will abandon you?"

"Shut up!"

Gao Qingliang's gun barrel shook violently: "As long as we fake the scene of you taking drugs and indulging in lust, the Hong Kong City Investment Group will naturally withdraw its investment.

What Mr. Bai wants is a stable cash flow, not to play the game of urban transformation with you!"

"So you would rather be the Bai family's puppet?"

Zhou Qi suddenly leaned forward, and the wine glass collided with the glass bottle with a crisp sound: "Do you know why the essential oil of Qingnan Pavilion is ineffective on me?"

He ripped open the third button of his shirt, revealing a dark red scar on his chest. "Three months ago, I did a pharmacology experiment on myself. Guess why Bai Qinghong chose me to be the person in charge of North Shore?"

Lin Xindie's wine glass suddenly tilted, and the deep red wine soaked the marble table.

Gao Qingliang's pupils suddenly shrank. This detail caused the muzzle of the gun to deviate for half a second, which was enough time for Zhou Qi to kick the pistol away.

The sound of metal colliding and the shattering of a crystal chandelier rang out at the same time, and the shadows of the three people twisted into a hideous totem on the wall.

In the reception room of the South Bank project, Gao Qingliang was playing with a metal lighter: "Mr. Zhou, didn't you realize that the smoother the projects on both sides of the South Bank are, the more your value in the Bai family will be diluted.

Last week, the muzzle of Mr. Bai's gun was only three centimeters away from your temple. You don't really think that was just a drunken mistake, do you? "

Zhou Qi shook the red wine in the crystal glass:

"So when I truly control the lifeblood of the group, your life and death book will fall into my hands. This is the fundamental reason why you are afraid."

"smart people!"

Gao Qingliang suddenly slammed the table and laughed: "Originally, the cross-river bridge project was supposed to be my comeback, but I didn't expect you to plant so many hidden stakes in Gangcheng.

When the CSRC conducted a surprise inspection, your operation of withdrawing funds three days in advance was indeed brilliant.”

The wall lamp casts a cold light on the mirror:

"From stock market sniping to business mergers and acquisitions, every move you make is half a beat slower. Now you want to use Xindie's death to put me in shackles? Master Bai's plan can be heard in his study."

The silver spoon in Lin Xindie's hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a dull sound on the Persian carpet.

When she lowered her head to adjust the hem of her skirt, she saw her fingertips trembling slightly.

"This bottle of specially blended aromatherapy and hallucinogens is enough to convince Mr. Bai that you have gone too far."

Gao Qingliang took out a chrome-plated pistol and slammed it on the coffee table: "Or you shoot now, and we bet whether this bullet will jam or not?"

Zhou Qi suddenly leaned forward, his suit sleeve brushing the edge of the goblet: "You're sure I won't risk my life for a toy, but have you ever thought about..."

He tapped the table with his fingertips: "This reception room has been recording synchronously since ten minutes ago?"

Gao Qingliang's pupils suddenly shrank as he suddenly noticed that the bronze ornaments in the corner were reflecting an unusual red light.

Zhou Qi clenched the teacup tightly with his knuckles turning white, and stabbed the man opposite him with a dagger-like gaze: "Mr. Gao, are you threatening me?"

Gao Qingliang twirled his pinky ring nonchalantly, and suddenly threw a stack of documents onto the sandalwood table: "Mr. Zhou, you're joking. But if you're willing to cooperate..."

He tapped the table with his fingertips: "These materials will appear on the desk of the old man of the Bai family tomorrow."

"What if I don't cooperate?"

"That depends on whether Ms. Lin can avoid the car accident tomorrow."

Gao Qingliang suddenly leaned forward, his eyes behind the lenses flashing coldly: "I heard that she goes to the South City Flower Market at 7 o'clock every day?"

Zhou Qi stood up suddenly, and the solid wooden chair made a harsh sound on the ground.

His jawline tightened: "You are laying your cards on the table in front of Miss Lin. Are you planning to silence her tonight?"

"Shh!"

Gao Qingliang raised his index finger and glanced at the cheongsam woman who was bowing her head in the corner: "Either she swallows this package, or you two disappear together. I heard that your father is still in the sanatorium?"

Lin Xindie suddenly chuckled, and the pearl hairpins on her temples rustled as she trembled.

She stretched out her nail-stained fingers and slowly stroked the tinfoil bag: "So this is my ending?"

A teardrop hit the silver saucer, splashing tiny water drops.

"Don't touch me!" Zhou Qi held her wrist with surprising force.

Where the cheongsam slipped down, the needle hole on the inside of her forearm was exposed.

"let it go."

Lin Xindie raised her pale face, but a smile was on her lips: "Being able to meet you, I have seen the real sunshine, it is already..."

She suddenly struggled to break free from the shackles, grabbed the tinfoil bag and put it to her lips.