452: Chapter 0452: The Target 452: Chapter 0452: The Target “Even if you swore by the gods, it wouldn’t work!
The fact is that Qin Yu ca in!
Go check!
If you can’t find out what’s going on, you’re fired!”
“Yes!
Yes!” Zhou Rui hurriedly ran towards the back of the hall.
After investigating, Zhou Rui was sure that the organizers had definitely not issued any more invitations.
With this certainty in mind, he ran to the main entrance.
From the security’s mouth, Zhou Rui confird that Qin Yu had an invitation in his hand, leaving him utterly baffled!
As Zhou Rui wandered helplessly, he saw Swanson standing at the entrance.
Although Swanson repeatedly said he was confident about Emilia, he was actually extrely worried and kept watching her from the entrance.
“Mr.
Swanson, why aren’t you going in?” Zhou Rui asked curiously as he approached.
“I’m catching up with a friend, I’ll be back later.” Swanson turned and walked away.
His tone was calm, but Zhou Rui still keenly sensed sothing.
Watching Swanson’s hurried departure, Zhou Rui quickly walked through the main gate and went straight to Wen Zihua.
“So, did you find anything out?” Seeing the undisguisable joy on Zhou Rui’s face, Wen Zihua asked with a smile.
“Yes, if I’m not mistaken, the invitation in Qin Yu’s hands belongs to Mr.
Swanson!”
“Guess?
I don’t like that word.
I need certainty!
Understand?” Wen Zihua’s gaze turned icy.
Zhou Rui hurriedly explained, “Mr.
Wen, listen to .
I’ve confird that we, the organizers, have not reissued any invitations, and the two VIPs did not give their invitations to Qin Yu.
Qin Yu has an invitation, and Mr.
Swanson is not with Emilia.
All of this indicates that the invitation in Qin Yu’s possession is indeed Mr.
Swanson’s.”
Wen Zihua’s brow deeply furrowed.
He recalled the scene in the private room, how Swanson had praised Qin Yu’s attire, or perhaps they had struck so deal.
“This damn Swanson!
He’s actually ruining my plans!
If he weren’t a foreigner, I definitely would…”
Wen Zihua furiously pounded his thigh!
Zhou Rui quietly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that it wasn’t a mistake on his part.
“Mr.
Wen, don’t worry.
As Qin Yu holds Mr.
Swanson’s invitation, we can fully justify expelling him.”
Watching Wen Zihua’s disgruntled expression, Zhang Junyi gave a secretive smile.
“Oh?
How so?” Wen Zihua perked up, turning to look at Zhang Junyi.
“Mr.
Wen, we could help Mr.
Swanson find his ‘lost invitation,’ right?” Zhang Junyi emphasized heavily on the word ‘lost.’
“‘The lost invitation’?
Good!
Junyi, your mind works quickly!”
Zhou Rui, adept at reading the room, didn’t wait for Wen Zihua to instruct him and promptly bowed, “Mr.
Wen, I’ll arrange it imdiately.”
“Go ahead.”
…
Qin Yu felt tornted.
He wasn’t really hungry; he kept eating snacks and desserts simply to avoid conversing with Emilia, fearing she might dig up so of his dark history.
His relationship with Su Ziyan had just gotten better, and he did not want any new problems to arise.
All of a sudden, Qin Yu stopped what he was doing, put down the dessert in his hand, and leisurely took a napkin to wipe his mouth.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw several security guards approaching him.
Qin Yu was sure that these security guards were targeting him!
The head of security was Zhou Tai, Zhou Rui’s brother, who had practiced Muay Thai for several years.
Zhou Tai was quite well-known in this area for fighting in many underground matches and currently remained undefeated.
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