Xia Chuqi slowly reported the private number that he had contacted Feng Xun in urgently in his ear word by word, and then quietly stuffed something into his hands.

"If you can see him, you must hand over such things to him, and he will believe you!"

Chen Qiao lowered his head and looked at the thing in his hand. It turned out to be a gold coin that looked quite historical, and he immediately looked at her in confusion.

"This is my thing, you must keep it. Do you remember the number?" Xia Chuqi asked with a light smile.

"Don't worry, I can remember!" Chen Qiao nodded without hesitation, pointed to his brain, signaling Xia Chuqi to rest assured, and quickly put the gold coin in his arms, moving so fast that even Laixi, who was not far away, did not notice it.

Xia Chuqi nodded, showed him a grateful smile, and raised the glass in his hand: "Jonny, thank you!"

Chen Qiao smiled slightly, picked up the whiskey in his hand, touched her, and whispered: "Then wait for my news!"

Xia Chuqi responded softly, not staying in this leisure bar for too long to avoid arousing Pedro's suspicion. After drinking the glass of orange juice, he stood up and said goodbye to Chen Qiao.

"I'm very happy to know you, my friend today. I hope I can have a chance to have a chat like today!" Chen Qiao smiled and stretched out his hand at her. Xia Chuqi glanced at her, and also reached out to shake him.

The two looked at each other and exchanged tacit gazes with each other. Xia Chuqi turned around and left the bar.

Chen Qiao was still in the bar and did not get up. He just silently watched her leaving back. He watched her look like a woman who seemed to be skilled, and sighed softly.

He knew that it was actually very risky to ask for help from her rashly. After all, this woman seemed to be Pedro's prey...

But he doesn't like to owe others the most, let alone this woman saved her life!

In short, if she could really help her escape from Pedro's "clips", she would be considered a hero to save the beauty!

Thinking of this, Chen Qiao raised his lips slightly, picked up the wine glass in his hand, drank the remaining whiskey in one go, left a few bills on the bar, and got up and left.

Chen Qiao returned to the casino and saw the casino manager he had met before. He looked over with a bad look and asked unhappily: "Where did you go just now? I looked for you everywhere but didn't see your figure!"

"I finally saved my life, of course I went to have a drink to celebrate!" Chen Qiao shrugged, and a cynical smile still appeared on his face.

"You should be glad that the boss is in a good mood today, so he expressed compassion to people like you, otherwise you wouldn't even know how you died!"

The casino manager snorted coldly and said angrily.

If it weren't for the woman Pedro liked to plead with, Boss Pedro would not have left the kid's life, but he would not dare to offend Boss Pedro's woman, let alone offend Boss Pedro. He could only vent his dissatisfaction on this kid!

He has been with Pedro for many years, and wanted to see if this brat is really capable and can help the boss manage the casino?

"Of course I understand, but my life is also something I want to work for my boss for ten years!" Chen Qiao sighed. He has always been used to freedom. When he thinks of working for such a cruel and ruthless black hand for ten years, he feels a little depressed.

"Boss is your blessing if you use you!" The casino manager grabbed his collar and threatened coldly: "I advise you not to play any small moves. You have such good luck every time!"

"Don't worry, I will cherish my life myself!" Chen Qiao frowned slightly, patted the casino manager's hand, tidied up his tie, and asked in a lazy tone: "Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

"From tonight, you will be responsible for the monitoring and management of the casino. Anyone who dares to make trouble, dares to play small moves in the casino, scams, or like you, cannot be let go!"

The casino manager ordered in a deep voice, and told him the timetable of the casino operation.

Chen Qiao made a gesture and signaled himself to understand. After he finished speaking, he said, "If you encounter a problem, should I report to you directly or to Boss Pedro?"

"Of course I'm reporting to me. You are not qualified to face Boss Pedro directly!" The casino manager was afraid that he would want to cross him, so he quickly said, "I have arranged a place for you in the hotel. Don't bother the boss if you have nothing to do, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Chen Qiao nodded slightly, and only then did the casino manager shake his head and chuckle with a sarcastic smile.

It’s better not to face Pedro, but it’s easier for him to help Mrs. Feng!

The night was getting deeper. In addition to Pedro who was going to rest, the casino manager also took advantage of the instructing Chen Qiao to sneak back to the room to sleep.

Chen Qiao went upstairs to inspect the surveillance room, reminded the staff inside, and said to the security guard in the casino: "You guys watch first, I'll go out to smoke a cigarette, and come in later!"

He slowly walked out of the casino hotel. The outside was already full of stars, and the streets were not as lively as during the day. Occasionally, there were a few exposed women standing on the street, posing at a small number of pedestrians.

"Hey, handsome guy-" A woman saw Chen Qiao standing by the roadside and lit a cigarette, threw a charming look at him, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to stay at night?"

Chen Qiao shook his head and smiled, took a sip of a cigarette, looked up, walked directly to the roadside telephone booth not far away, took out a coin from his arms and threw it in, and then dialed a string of numbers.

He has always had a good memory. He could remember the phone number that Mrs. Feng had just said it once...

While waiting for the phone call to be answered, he took out the token given to him by Mrs. Feng from his arms. He found that the gold coin had complex patterns and could not help but look carefully in the moonlight.

Before he could study it carefully, a man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Who are you? Why do you have my private number?"

Chen Qiao listened to the voice of the strange and low man, and was not sure of the other party's identity, and did not answer directly, but asked thoughtfully: "Is it Mr. Feng?"

The voice on the other end of the phone obviously breathed a little heavier, and his tone became quicker: "I am Feng Xun, who are you?"

Chen Qiao was stunned, Feng Xun... He had seen this name in the media. He seemed to be a famous business tycoon and had a prominent background!
Chapter completed!