My stunning beauty secret agent wife

Chapter 932 I Send Flowers (12)

Nine o'clock.

The first floor of Chengzhong International was cleared.

They all know that Yang Zuoshi doesn't like trouble, and with Yang Zuoshi's appearance and temperament, every time he appears, it will inevitably cause some unnecessary troubles, so we must put an end to it.

Early on, Ban Ruiming ordered everyone to seal off the first floor.

In fact, basically the entire city center was blocked.

Everyone's entry and exit are only allowed through the back door, and no one is allowed to enter the front door.

As a bright black Rolls-Royce stopped at the door, Ban Ruiming walked up to it and opened the door himself.

A slender beautiful leg protruded from the car, making it hard to move people's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the woman with these beautiful legs also got out of the car; only then did people understand what a delicate person a person with such beautiful legs is.

The whole body is as if made by nature, so ingenious, it is hard to believe that it is real; I can't help but sigh, this beauty should only exist in the sky, how many times can the world hear it?

Looking at Yang Zuoshi, Ban Ruiming finally understood why those emperors in ancient times were so ruthless in their decision of wanting beauties instead of Jiangshan.

What's the point of losing such a beauty even if you own the whole country?

What is the difference between owning such beauties and owning the whole world?
"Yang Zuoshi!" Ban Ruiming stretched out his hand like a nobleman, bowing his head slightly.

Yang Zuoshi knew what Ban Ruiming meant, but she didn't pay attention to Ban Ruiming, but got off the car by herself, stood aside, and looked around.

Ban Ruiming was not embarrassed either. He smiled slightly and motioned: "Please take the eighteenth floor and prepare it carefully for you."

Yang Zuoshi nodded slightly, and walked inside, but her eyes still kept looking around, as if she was waiting for something.

Ban Ruiming saw him, and asked with a smile: "I don't know what else Zuo Envoy Yang needs?"

Yang Zuoshi shook his head slightly, and strode into the building.

A trace of coldness flashed across Ban Ruiming's face, and he said to the people outside: "Remember! Don't let anyone come in for me!"

"Yes!" The guards at the door nodded.

These people are all so skilled that even a mosquito can hardly fly in!

Ban Ruiming glanced outside, his gaze was cold.

Bai Zhe reminded him that there will be someone named Yang Chen making trouble.

However, Ban Ruiming felt that this Yang Chen was able to go to other places to make trouble because the security work was not in place.

And where did Bai Zhe take Yang Zuoshi to?
City that never sleeps!
What's the difference between that place and a nightclub?
vulgar!

How can you take a goddess to a vulgar place like a nightclub?
And people are mixed, anything can happen.

In Chengzhong International, the top restaurant on the [-]th floor, the Michelin three-star chef personally cooks, and the [-]th floor and above are sealed off, so no flies can get in.

A little security guard also wants to join in the fun?

Just kidding!
Thinking of this, Ban Ruiming sneered conceitedly, and strode up to catch up with Yang Zuoshi.

Eighteenth floor!
Exclusive restaurant.

Ban Ruiming sat opposite, smiling.

At this time, a waiter came up with a dish.

Ban Ruiming made a gesture and said, "Please try this, Wellington steak, Kobe beef specially airlifted back from Japan."

The waiter immediately opened the dish cover covering the dishes, and put the Wellington steak in front of Zuoshi Yang.

Yang Zuoshi was also unceremonious, picked up a knife and fork, cut open the meringue on the outside of Wellington steak, cut a piece of beef and chewed it in his mouth.

Ban Ruiming looked at Yang Zuoshi expectantly, hoping that Yang Zuoshi would make some comments.

However, Zuoshi Yang only ate one piece, so he put down his knife and fork and stopped eating.

"The taste... is it okay?" Ban Ruiming asked with some uncertainty.

Yang Zuoshi nodded slightly, but said nothing.

Seeing this, Ban Ruiming felt that Yang Zuoshi might not be too satisfied, so he immediately asked people to continue serving the dishes.

"Try this, salmon with green salad."

Yang Zuoshi still only tasted it, but did not comment.

Beads of sweat began to appear on Ban Ruiming's forehead, and he felt that his actions might not have satisfied Yang Zuoshi.

"Try the last dish again!" Ban Ruiming waved his hand to signal the chef to serve.

This time, it was the chef himself who brought the cart to the table.

"This is the Michelin three-star chef from France, Mr. Weston, who once cooked for the French royal family." Ban Ruiming introduced.

Yang Zuoshi nodded slightly, without showing too much surprise.

Weston opened the lid of the dish, and a strong aroma immediately emanated from it.

Yang Zuoshi couldn't help turning his head to look at it, feeling that this scent was very familiar.

Foie gras, an excellent delicacy, but the way of making it seems a bit cruel.

The geese that make foie gras are usually stuffed and fed directly, and the food is directly stuffed into the stomach, so that the foie gras will be more delicious.

Weston served the foie gras and said in a deep voice: "This beautiful lady, maybe your taste is picky, but if you have tasted this foie gras, you will find its deliciousness; oh! I forgot Yes, this foie gras was brought back from France by myself, it is very fresh and delicious."

Yang Zuoshi glanced at him indifferently, ignored the chirping Weston, cut off a piece of foie gras with a knife, put it into his mouth from under the black gauze, and chewed it lightly.

The taste is good.

But... Yang Zuoshi always felt that something was missing.

With a soft sigh, Yang Zuoshi put the knife and fork aside.

Seeing this scene, Ban Ruiming and Weston couldn't help but stare at Yang Zuoshi in surprise.

"What do you think?" Ban Ruiming asked.

Yang Zuoshi nodded slightly, and said lightly: "It's okay."

However, that expression was not okay at all, it seemed very unpalatable.

Weston felt as if he had been insulted, staring at Yang Zuoshi and said coldly: "Madam, I ask you to comment on my dishes. I once made foie gras for the French royal family, and they all Can't say enough about it, I can't believe it won't satisfy your appetite!"

"Weston!" Ban Ruiming reprimanded immediately after hearing this: "Stand aside, you have no place to speak here!"

Immediately, Ban Ruiming clapped his hands.

The door was pushed open immediately, and a person walked in holding a large bouquet of roses.

The number of flowers should be 999, because the person holding the flowers cannot see others there.

"Yang Zuoshi, these are the flowers I gave you, I hope you like them." Ban Ruiming signaled.

Yang Zuoshi frowned slightly.

Sending roses is not a good move.

Nor did she intend to accept the roses.

"Brother, I hugged these words, why did you send them?" A voice came from behind the flowers.

Hearing this voice, Yang Zuoshi's beautiful eyes could not help but light up, and a gleam of joy flashed across.

Ban Ruiming was taken aback, and couldn't help frowning: "Who are you!"

The flowers were placed on the ground, and the man emerged from behind the flowers, sniffled, and said with a smile, "There's foie gras and steak Wellington, not bad!"

(End of this chapter)