I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

It doesn't make sense." Xing Duo still frowned and said, "One old man has to wear a uniform when he works, and the other Fu Bochong is surrounded by bodyguards. Whether he can approach him smoothly is a matter of opinion. There is not enough time to collect palm prints. "

For a while, several people fell into a stalemate again.

Seeing that there was less than an hour before the start of the dinner, everyone fell into anxiety again.

Finally, Tan Guangxi said, "Give it to me," he said, "I'll figure out a way."

Tan Guangxi put on the shirt made of special material, then put on a simple suit jacket, and drove to Xingbai Hotel again.

By the time he arrived at the hotel, the banquet had already begun.

This banquet is prepared in advance for tomorrow's charity dinner, which is equivalent to providing a social occasion for merchants and celebrities attending the charity dinner to meet and communicate in advance, and guests attending the banquet must enter with invitation letters—and Tan Guangxi is of course There is no invitation letter.

Tan Guangxi secretly met Lu Fangzhou who was wearing a security uniform in the fire escape of the hotel.

"Okay, Fangzhou," Tan Guangxi patted Lu Fangzhou's chest: "The uniform is very energetic!"

Lu Fangzhou scratched his hair with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay."

"By the way, boss," he asked, "what are you doing here?"

"Come to collect Fu Bochong's palm prints. I heard that he will attend the banquet tonight, but you need an invitation letter to enter the banquet," Tan Guangxi asked in a low voice, "Can you get the invitation letter?"

"I'm afraid we won't be able to get the invitation letter," Lu Fangzhou said honestly: "The invitation letter for this dinner is all real-name, and there is no way to get in without the invitation letter."

Of course, Tan Guangxi also knew that he couldn't force others to make things difficult, so he continued: "Then I will arrange a simpler task for you."

He said and stuffed a medicine bottle into Lu Fangzhou's hand: "Put the drunk medicine into Fu Bochong's wine."

"Okay," Lu Fangzhou took the medicine bottle, half a second later: "What?!!"

*******

Lu Fangzhou squatted on the steps of the fire escape near the kitchen where the dinner was being prepared that day, feeling extremely tired.

Half an hour ago, their boss gave him a bottle of drunken medicine, and asked him to find a chance to get down into Fu Bochong's wine.

Not to mention that he couldn't sneak into the kitchen at all, even if he could, how would he know which glass of wine Fu Bochong would drink?

On the other side, Tan Guangxi, who was squatting on the toilet in the toilet cubicle outside the banquet hall, tapped his fingers on the keyboard of his mobile phone, sending instructions one after another to his younger brothers-of course he didn't send all the instructions. All his treasures were bet on Lu Fangzhou. If Lu Fangzhou's plan A didn't work, he would immediately use plan B.

And at the dinner party on the other side, the guests were drinking and chatting happily. It was a lively scene.

As the host of the banquet, Fu Bochong was of course the focus of the entire banquet, and waves of celebrities and upstarts toasted and chatted with him.On the other hand, Pei Ye stood beside him in a high-tailored suit, chatting together with champagne in his hand.The two looked like a pair of lovers, very well matched.

Fu Bochong can drink a lot, but after half of the banquet, he also drank a lot of wine, and he became slightly drunk.

As soon as he put down his wine glass and wanted to go outside the banquet hall to get some fresh air, another guest came over and chatted with him enthusiastically.

Fu Bochong was chatting with the guests when he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone approaching him out of the corner of his eye, and the next moment Pei Ye fell into his arms.

Fu Bochong subconsciously stretched out his hand to support him, he lowered his head slightly, seeing that Pei Ye's face was flushed, he was obviously very drunk.

"Ah, is Mr. Pei drunk?" The person beside him couldn't help asking.

Pei Ye was still nestled in Fu Bochong's arms, as if drunk, Fu Bochong asked him in a low voice: "Pei Ye, are you still sober?"

Pei Ye just leaned on Fu Bochong and snorted slightly.

The guest on the opposite side saw Pei Ye nesting in Fu Bochong's arms, and thought of the intimate photos of the two in the lace news, and couldn't help showing a little ambiguous look on his face.

"Since Mr. Pei is drunk, I won't bother you much."

Fu Bochong didn't speak, but nodded politely to the other party.Then he turned around and supported Pei Ye to walk towards the gate of the banquet hall.

Before he walked out of the banquet hall, the bodyguards on the side had already stepped forward.

Fu Bochong handed Pei Ye who was leaning in his arms to him: "Mr. Pei is drunk, take him back to his room."

On the other side, Tan Guangxi was still squatting on the toilet in the bathroom with a livid face, and at the same time, there were two balls of toilet paper stuffed in his nostrils.

Five minutes ago, after a burst of hurried footsteps, the door of the next compartment slammed, followed by a burst of puff puff puff, the soaring stench came through the gap in the door.

And until now, the person in the next cubicle has not left.

Just when Tan Guangxi couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to rush out, there was another rush of footsteps, followed by a voice yelling in the direction of the cubicle: "Hey, Lao Zhou, are you still going to finish?"

Tan Guangxi replied next door: "I'm not telling you that you have a bad stomach! Let you wait!"

"Little Liu said something happened over there, so let's hurry over there."

The voice in the compartment paused immediately: "What's wrong with Mr. Fu?"

Hearing Mr. Fu's three words, Tan Guangxi's ears immediately perked up.

"It seems to be drunk." The person at the door was a little anxious: "I'll go there first, and hurry up when you're better."

Tan Guangxi squatted on the toilet lid, and after listening to the sound of flushing water and the sound of footsteps running out in the next cubicle, he immediately sent a message to Lu Fangzhou with his fingers flying:

[The prey is already drunk, ready to collect the net! 】

After sending the message, he immediately closed the phone and jumped off the toilet seat.

And Lu Fangzhou, who was still lurking in the corner near the kitchen of the restaurant, received the message and looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand: ... I haven't taken the medicine yet, why is the prey drunk?

Tan Guangxi first changed into the waiter's uniform he had prepared earlier, then slipped out of the bathroom, and went to the tea room on the same floor with ease. He took out the tea kettle he had prepared earlier from the cabinet in the corner of the tea room, Then he pretended to be a waiter and took the elevator directly to the 90th floor where Fu Boxong lived.

And when he tiptoed and hid in the corner and looked towards the door of Fu Bochong's room, he just saw Fu Bochong's personal bodyguard coming out of his room, then turned around and gently closed the door, and then left.

Tan Guangxi lay on the corner of the wall and observed for a while. After making sure that there was no one in the corridor, he lightly held the teapot and walked towards the door of Fu Bochong's room. While walking, he lowered his head slightly to avoid being photographed by the camera. ——In fact, as long as he doesn’t alarm Fu Bochong, no one will deliberately check the surveillance, and the hotel’s surveillance is covered for seven days. By the time their plan is completed, the subsequent video will have already covered today’s video, so there is no need Such carefulness is just that he has always been careful in doing things, and he is used to trying not to leave any mistakes.

He walked to Fu Bochong's door, took out the key card of Fu Bochong's room that the fat man had copied for him in advance from his chest pocket, and then pressed the key card on the sensor, and with a beep, the door opened.

Tan Guangxi immediately slipped into the room, then quickly turned around, and looked out the door carefully: outside the corridor, you could hear needles falling quietly, and no one passed by.

He heaved a sigh of relief, and while still looking into the corridor worriedly, he first tapped the audio receiver in his ear, and then unbuttoned the front of the uniform with one hand, preparing to take Fu Bochong's palmprint in a while.

And just when Tan Guangxi was looking back and forth in the corridor, a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "What are you doing in my room?"

Tan Guangxi was so frightened that he almost lost his breath, turned around subconsciously, and leaned against the door with a 'boom': I saw Fu Boxong standing in front of him, looking at him with no expression on his face.

Tan Guangxi's computer crashed almost instantly, and his mind went blank for an instant.

However, he quickly forced himself to calm down. The heavy smell of alcohol on Fu Bochong's face made him realize that he might just be acting sober, but in fact he was already drunk.

Tan Guangxi tried his best to calm himself down, then stiffly raised the teapot in his hand: "Sir, I'm here to deliver sober tea."

He was thinking quickly in his heart, what if Fu Bochong asked him how he got into the room without a key card at this time, he saw Fu Bochong on the opposite side took half a step back, then turned around and walked towards the room while taking A little drunk and said in a low voice: "Come in."

Tan Guangxi breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and hurriedly followed.

Although the other party was already drunk, since he had to do a full set of acting, Tan Guangxi picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea while thinking about how to get the other party's palm print without any trace.

He was walking forward with tea absently, not noticing the curled up corner of the carpet under his feet, he stumbled and fell straight forward.

However, who would have thought that Fu Bochong was standing opposite him, but his center of gravity was unstable when he slammed his feet so suddenly that he also fell on his back and fell backwards.

When Tan Guangxi came to his senses, he had already collapsed into Fu Bochong's arms, threw him on the bed, and spilled the cup of tea in his hand on the ground.

And Fu Bochong was pressed on the bed by himself, and just now, in order to maintain his balance, his hand was supporting his waist in the light-sensitive fiber shirt.

At this time, Tan Guangxi suddenly heard the sound coming from the audio receiver in his ear.