infinite boiling

Chapter 827 My Rules
Tang Zheng didn't like to wait passively, so after calling Tantai and asking him to arrange for a few newcomers to come and take orders at any time, he went to have lunch.

"Is Federer's reputation that good? There's no bad comment?" Tang Zheng put down the knife, picked up the red wine, and took a sip.

"No, I don't know." It was the first time Anna came to this high-end western restaurant to eat, and she was in a hurry when eating. Fortunately, the environment was quiet and no one laughed at her.

"Personality, behavior, living habits, should I go to his house to sit on the sidelines?" Tang Zheng glanced at Anna, never thinking that she could give the answer, one is from the lower class and the other is from the upper class Celebrity lawyers, it is impossible to have an intersection. The information that Anna knows is nothing more than from TV. There are too many falsehoods in it.

"There must be a lot of security guards in their house, you can't get in." Anna didn't know that Tang Zheng had killed Crooked John in his heavily guarded lair, otherwise she would definitely change her mind.

"Forget it, an aboriginal lawyer, let's brute force it." Tang Zheng was too lazy to use his brain. He had absolute power and had to use tactics. It was a shame. A gun was put on Federer's head, and all problems were solved. The reason why Martin was kept waiting in the lawyer's office was to see if he was suitable to be a private lawyer. If his plan went well, he would inevitably need a lawyer in the future.

The City of God is similar to the 90s in the United States, and modernization is quite popular. Tang Zheng found a local snake to get a few mobile phones through Anna's introduction, and solved the communication problem. However, he wanted to walk in the sun openly and get rid of the illegal immigrants. Title, legal status is also required.

"Well, I know!" After answering the phone, Tang Zheng picked up a tissue, wiped his mouth, folded it into a paper crane, put down enough dollars, got up and left, "Let's go."

Hearing this, Anna stopped pretending to be a lady, tied the remaining steak with a fork, stuffed it into her red lips, and got up to chase Tang Zheng. After running a few steps, she turned around and ran back, grabbing the goblet , drank the red wine inside in one gulp, and then ran out, she was reluctant to waste it.

Outside the western restaurant, Pang Meiqin and Fujimoto Xiang were already waiting, besides that, there were two robbers, Maruta Sekitani and Hiroshi Aoki.

"Very good, Yuanxiang, this time we may have to use your ability." Tang Zheng nodded, and walked to the skyscraper not far away. The entire 38th floor is Federer's law firm, which shows his financial strength. strong.

"I will never let you down." Fujimoto Xiang was about to hug Tang Zheng's arm, but after being glared at by Pang Meiqin, she stopped.

"Hmph, if there's a chance, I'll kill you." Fujimoto Xiang felt ruthless in her heart, but had a flattering smile on her face. She knew she couldn't beat this woman, so she backed down temporarily.

Tang Zheng walked into the lobby, just as he walked into the elevator door, Fujimoto Xiang obediently took the first step to press the button to open the door.

"Which floor?" Fujimoto Xiang asked Anna, how could such a trivial matter bother Tang Zheng.

"38!" Looking at Fujimoto Xiang's performance, Anna felt that she was stupid, no wonder being a prostitute all the time was not at the same level.

"Wait!" The elevator door was about to close, a slender arm wearing a Coach watch stretched in, and then a panting young woman in a floral dress walked in, "Thank you."

"Which floor?" Looking at this white woman, Fujimoto Xiang also began to show her elegance.

"38!" The woman is very beautiful, with a straight nose bridge, blue eyes, and slightly thicker red lips. The combination makes her facial contour full of three-dimensionality. She is tall and wears a pair of strappy sandals , even more tall, just standing quietly, there is a feeling of a plane model.

Her toes were painted with red nail polish, but her hands were well groomed, without any nail art or other accessories.

In a hurry, Christina ran for a while and sweated a lot.

Tang Zheng didn't squint, his eyes were slightly closed, and he deduced what was going to happen next in his mind. .

Sekiya Maru took a glance at the back of this woman with wavy blonde hair, and then looked away. Aoki Hiroshi and the two robbers secretly looked at Christina with great interest. They had no chance to contact foreign women before, and only thought that The smell of perfume on her body is also very attractive.

The blond woman's breathing was still not steady. For Christina, who was always scruples about her image, she felt embarrassed, especially after noticing the men in the elevator looking at her eyes, her complexion was unnatural. However, she is a generous, cheerful and confident woman. Coupled with the relationship as a reporter, I don't care about these.

Out of professional relationship, Christina noticed this group of oriental people. Not to mention Tang Zheng's outstanding temperament, just seeing this group of people standing around him, he didn't even dare to speak for fear of disturbing his meditation. This young man is the core.

"He didn't look at me!" Christina was slightly depressed. She had an 85-point appearance and had many suitors. No matter where she went, she was the focus of attention, but today she was ignored.

With a ding, the elevator stopped. Tang Zheng opened his eyes and walked out without even glancing at Christina.

"How can the oriental people know how to appreciate the real beauty with their strange aesthetics!" Christina complained and walked out. The interview work she hadn't forgotten was about to be delayed.

Martin is undoubtedly an incompetent hard worker, but he is still responsible. He is sitting on a chair in the lobby, eating a hamburger, and staring at the office in the opposite corridor without blinking. He decides to rush to surround Federer as soon as he appears. Get Tang Zheng's business done.

"Good job, are you sure Federer is in the office?" Tang Zheng patted Martin on the shoulder and looked around the entire floor. Apart from the two front desk ladies, there were four security guards in uniform sitting on chairs, except for the black baton , actually equipped with a pistol.

Noticing this group of people, the security guards glanced over frequently. A black man wanted to come up for questioning, but was stopped by his companions. It is better to do less than one more thing.

"Sure, I met him once in the morning, but I didn't say anything, and then I was stopped by the security guard." Martin's work ethic is not bad, in front of the boss, he quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and wrapped up the rest of the hamburger , into the pocket.

"It's okay, you continue to eat." Tang Zheng noticed that Federer's business was very busy, and there were many people sitting on the lounge chairs in the lobby and corridors, all waiting to see the barrister to solve their personal problems.

"Boss, give me another day, and I'll help you finish it." Martin shook his head, begging Tang Zheng to give him a chance again, his expression was quite serious, he thought his job was going to be over again.

"The blond woman went in." Fujimoto Xiang reminded, "I don't know what identity is?"

Christina didn't wait in line, she spoke to the front desk lady, and the full-time secretary came out and brought her into the office.

"Move later, Meiqin, subdue those four security guards, Mr. Guan Gu, you are in charge of guarding the door of the house, and don't let others in, but pay attention, try to keep the conflict to a minimum." Tang Zheng glanced at the watch time , tidied up his clothes, and walked to the corridor.

Bang, Christina came out with a distraught expression on her face, slammed the door hard, and bumped into Tang Zheng as she walked past.

"I'm sorry." The woman dropped this sentence, muttered a bunch of dirty words to insult Federer and left. She accidentally saw that guy's ugly face just now, which made her sick, and she didn't want to interview him anymore.

Tang Zheng pushed open the door, and saw Federer leaning on the chair like a king, scolding his brown-haired female secretary.

The female secretary had a pear blossom on her face, just as she picked up the folder and put it on the table, Federer picked it up and threw it on the ground again.

"Pick it up!" Federer's voice was hoarse, like a ferocious crocodile.

The papers in the folder were like large white snowflakes scattered on the clean floor.

The female secretary's hands trembled, as if she was complaining about this unfair treatment.

"Pick it up." Federer said with anger in his tone, "Of course, you can choose to leave, but before that, think about your poor family, think about your three younger siblings to support."

The beautiful female secretary still squatted down.

"Very good!" Federer showed a satisfied smile.

The female secretary's body trembled, and she dodged to the side, still struggling in her heart.

"Who are you? Get out!" Seeing Tang Zheng breaking in, the full-time female secretary stopped in front of him with anger on her face, "If you don't go out again, I will call the security guard."

Tang Zheng ignored it at all, walked to the sofa in front of the desk, and sat down. The female secretary tried to stop her, but Fujimoto Xiang stretched out her hand and pushed her away.

"Since you are begging me, you should abide by my rules." Federer stared at Tang Zheng.

This is a slightly obese man with a tall stature, with a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, it seems that everyone is staring at a piece of delicious venison, ready to swallow it at any time.

"Soon, you will beg to abide by my rules." Tang Zheng's answer was quite domineering, completely ignoring Federer, "Bring me a glass of wine, I'm a little thirsty."

"Haha, you have courage." Federer sat up straight and began to negotiate, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Federer began to test, if the opponent is just a bluff, he will send them to prison, let them live for the rest of their lives, no, maybe just a few months, they will be ravaged to death.

(End of this chapter)