On the twelfth floor of the Beautiful View Hotel, a group of people entered room 1221.
Probably for influence, Hu Zhiyuan did not choose the presidential suite on the 12th floor, but the second-class business suite.
However, the house he lived in next door, the 1221 opened by Su Ruotong and the others, was a serious presidential suite.
The presidential suite of the Grand View Hotel is not on the 19th floor of the top floor, but on the 12th floor.
The reason is very simple.
The rescue limit of current fire ladders is probably around the thirteenth floor, and the number thirteen is unlucky in the West.
Foreign guests often stay at the Meijin Hotel, so it is located on the twelfth floor.
This kind of presidential suite was familiar to everyone who came today, but Su Ruotong walked around the room like a headless fly, shuttling between the rooms.
Zhu Xiaoqi couldn't help but ask: "Miss Su, what are you looking for?
I'll help you."
While talking, Su Ruotong walked into the kitchen and stood still.
She wasn't just walking around aimlessly, but she was using her powerful mental power to explore the situation next door.
There were people next door, and there were more than one, guards who had followed Hu Zhiyuan.
These guards were divided into two groups.
One group followed Hu Zhiyuan closely for protection, and the other group stayed in the house to deal with emergencies and outsiders intruding.
Su Ruotong easily learned from the minds of these two people that Hu Zhiyuan would be back in more than forty minutes.
Hu Zhiyuan's room happened to be next to the kitchen.
"Let me take a look at the kitchen here."
Su Ruotong answered Zhu Xiaoqi while taking the opportunity to open the huge refrigerator equipped in the kitchen.
What she didn't expect was that there were actually ingredients in the refrigerator, and there were many kinds.
In addition to milk, flour, eggs, vegetables, fruits, fish and shrimps, there are even a few tied hairy crabs.
Su Ruotong was just idle, and she suddenly became interested.
She also found a lot of spices and tools under the kitchen counter.
Su Ruotong looked at the materials in front of her and decided to make some snacks.
Taking these ingredients into consideration, she decided to make a custard quicksand bun.
It just happened to be the perfect use of these materials, and the timing was just right.
Seeing that Su Ruotong started cooking, Zhu Xiaoqi felt helpless: "Miss Su, let's talk about how to contact Mr.
Hu first."
Su Ruotong has already started kneading the dough.
Besides, she has her own plan: "Don't worry, I will tell you the most useful news soon."
In the kitchen, Su Ruotong used her hands dexterously to knead the dough.
They danced under her hands as if they had souls.
In Zhu Xiaoqi's eyes, it was obvious that Su Ruotong was addicted to playing.
This is not a good time to cook!
Helplessness flashed in Zhu Xiaoqi's eyes.
He gently exited the kitchen and came to the reception room.
He could only discuss the matter alone with the middle-aged person in charge of Yumei Fund.
The middle-aged person in charge was named Zhang Zhen.
When he saw Zhu Xiaoqi coming in, he asked him: "Mr.
Zhu, where is Miss Su?
Should we start contacting people now?"
In comparison, Zhang Zhen was more inclined to Zhu Xiaoqi's proposal to find someone familiar to both parties to bridge the gap and facilitate their meeting with Hu Zhiyuan.
"She is in the kitchen."
Zhu Xiaoqi said, "The two of us will solve this matter."
Under such circumstances, Su Ruotong was still in the mood to cook.
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Zhang Zhen couldn't help but laugh and cry.
He completely labeled Su Ruotong a "little girl" in his heart, and even questioned Gao Yumei's decision to let Su Ruotong take over as the spokesperson of Yumei Fund. .
Zhu Xiaoqi could see the flash of contempt in Zhang Zhen's eyes and defended Su Ruotong: "A ruler is short and an inch is long.
The news that Mr.
Hu was attending the meeting in Shanghai was found by Miss Su. , otherwise we would still be doing useless work in the capital.”
Regardless of whether Zhang Zhen took this seriously or not, Zhu Xiaoqi could only say that he tried his best, but it was Su Ruotong's sudden behavior that he couldn't explain to others.
Born and raised in Shanghai and having worked for so many years, Zhang Zhen has many connections.
Zhu Xiaoqi's family has many branches in Shanghai, so they naturally have their own circle.
The two discussed it and started making phone calls separately to look for possible matchmakers.
Before I knew it, more than thirty minutes had passed.
In the kitchen, Su Ruotong has already steamed the custard buns.
These buns are not big, only about the size of a baby's fist.
When they are fully risen, they only increase by one-third in volume.
They can be said to be thin in skin and full of fillings.
A faint aroma began to slowly rise from the pot with steam, and gradually spread to the entire room.
Zhang Zhen was on the phone with an old acquaintance he met at work, asking him if there was any way he could get hold of Hu Zhiyuan.
He smelled a strange fragrance in the room that was getting stronger and stronger.
He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and the phone was a bit loud.
Absent-minded.
Sure enough, the call came to nothing.
Even though he contacted so many people, no one knew that Hu Zhiyuan was in the Magic City.
Slowly, he put away his contempt for Su Ruotong.
The mere fact that Su Ruotong could confirm that Hu Zhiyuan was in the Magic City was enough to prove her power.
He casually unbuttoned his shirt at his Adam's apple, and Zhang Zhen said angrily to Zhu Xiaoqi, who had just put down the phone, "Mr.
Zhu, can you smell it?
The smell in the air."
Zhu Xiaoqi had eaten at Su's house many times, and of course he knew that this was coming from the food cooked by Su Ruotong.
He was much more resistant to this than Zhang Zhen, and said, "It was made by Miss Su."
Zhang Zhen couldn't help but swallowed twice, but was too embarrassed to go to the kitchen to check on the situation.
The custard quicksand buns were almost ready to be steamed, and the taste was getting stronger and stronger.
There was no salted duck egg yolk in the kitchen, so Su Ruotong disassembled the hairy crabs and used crab roe instead of egg yolks.
The umami taste was superior to ordinary custard buns, even if the kitchen was open.
People who like the smell of range hoods can't stand it at all.
Zhang Zhen didn't know that the person who suffered the most was not him at all.
Next door, Hu Zhiyuan's bedroom.
After receiving the news that Hu Zhiyuan would return to the hotel in three minutes, a guard staying at the hotel went to Hu Zhiyuan's bedroom and helped him open the window to ventilate it for a few minutes in advance.
Unexpectedly, a strong aroma poured in from the window in an instant.
The aroma made his legs weak.
He couldn't recover for more than ten seconds, and he stood there stupidly smelling the smell.
When Su Ruotong steamed the buns, she used a hood.
The flue faced the outside, and 95% of the smell was extracted.
If the windows were opened above her and next door to Hu Zhiyuan, she would still smell it.
The flavor is the strongest.
Hu Zhiyuan's door was open.
Soon, his colleague in the hall also smelled the unusual aroma.
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He entered the room and was shocked: "What's wrong, where does this smell come from?"
Hu Zhiyuan will be back soon.
The room is fragrant, but it looks like a canteen.
"It's coming from outside."
His companion blushed at his gaffe and looked out the window, but couldn't find anything.
He could only roughly judge that the aroma was coming from next door or downstairs.
"Close the windows and turn on the air conditioner to get some fresh air."
My companion said helplessly.
But it was too late now.
There was a soft sound at the door.
It was someone using the key card to open the door.
Hu Zhiyuan walked in with several subordinates.
As soon as everyone entered, they were shocked by the fragrance in the room.
Hu Zhiyuan himself was very talkative, and he said cheerfully to the two guards who hurriedly came out: "Xiao Liu, Xiao Zhao, you have had dinner at home."
"No," the two guards said in unison: "It was the smell blown in from the outside when we opened the window for ventilation.
We will immediately investigate the source of the smell."
"Let me smell it."
Hu Zhiyuan twitched his nose and showed a relieved expression: "It's the smell of custard buns.
There's no need to go.
Who is eating this?
It's fine."
He said to several subordinates around him: "I'm going to change into a set of clothes, and then we go out together."
It was a hot day in the capital, and Hu Zhiyuan had developed sweat glands.
He was covered in a suit and leather shoes.
After being out for most of the day, his shirt was extremely wet.
He came back once in the middle just to change his clothes.
Hu Zhiyuan walked into his bedroom, closed the door, opened his suitcase with energy, and found the clothes he wanted to change.
The room was quiet, there was no one, and there was only an unpleasant smell of custard buns in the air, which made him subconsciously twitch his nose from time to time.
In the next room, in the kitchen, Su Ruotong turned off the natural gas and leaned quietly in front of the kitchen counter, her consciousness becoming extremely tense.
Without communicating with the person involved, it was very difficult to search for the information she wanted in this person's mind.
She had to put in a lot of effort.
Hu Zhiyuan changed clothes very quickly.
He changed into a complete set in less than a minute.
Next door, Su Ruotong had a layer of dense sweat on her forehead, and her temples were aching.
This was a sign of mental exhaustion, but she hadn't found what she wanted in Hu Zhiyuan's mind.
In Hu Zhiyuan's mind, the organization of various thoughts was very clear and concise, and the neat categories were dormant in his thinking.
It gave Su Ruotong the feeling that it was a vast library.
Most ordinary people's thoughts are like a mess of porridge.
Su Ruotong can find out what he wants from the minds of ordinary people by just stirring it up.
But it is too difficult to deal with people like Hu Zhiyuan.
As the owner of a library, Hu Zhiyuan found it extremely easy to deal with a certain thought of his.
It was as simple as pulling out a book in a familiar location from a familiar bookshelf.
But as a foreign reader, Su Ruotong found it very difficult to find what she wanted among so many ideas.
She could only grit her teeth and believe that the matter at the Institute of Biology was very important to Hu Zhiyuan and Qiao Pingshan.
The more important the matter, the deeper it should be hidden in Hu Zhiyuan's mind.
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Only then could she persevere and move towards Hu Zhiyuan layer by layer.
Exploring in the core of thinking.
After changing his clothes, Hu Zhiyuan went out immediately and was about to leave with several companions.
Su Ruotong was stunned.
She only needed one more minute to get the news she wanted from Hu Zhiyuan's mind.
Now, Hu Zhiyuan can't leave the detection range of her consciousness.
Once he gets into the elevator, it will be troublesome.
Zhu Xiaoqi was distracted by the scent of the custard buns and looked towards the kitchen frequently.
At this moment, Su Ruotong stumbled out of the kitchen.
Before he could say hello to Su Ruotong, he saw her opening the door and rushing out like a cunning rabbit.
"Miss Su" Zhu Xiaoqi subconsciously felt something was wrong and immediately chased her out.
Outside the door, Su Ruotong hurriedly rushed to the left hand side of the corridor like a kite with its tail cut off.
During the 0.01 second between her body and the door next door, the door next door suddenly opened, revealing half of a man's body.
They collided together, and Su Ruotong was even knocked into a rolling gourd and fell on the carpet.
That man is Hu Zhiyuan
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