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"Don't worry about it, the worst is to ask Boss Du to solve the problem." Lu Ming continued to move forward without stopping.

"What's the matter? I didn't see He Jin, where is he!" Zhang Ziyang felt that Lu Ming was overreacting, and didn't know what he saw.

"It's not He Jin, that female assassin has appeared again, this time we can't let her run away again."

Lu Ming saw the back of a slender woman in a cheongsam. Lu Ming was very familiar with this back. When the female assassin broke through the window and jumped out, her back was facing him. That moment of life and death , This back view is deeply engraved in his mind.

Until now, Lu Ming has not seen the face of this female assassin, but this back view will never be forgotten.

"Brother, you can't use a gun. Tell me who it is, and I'll catch it." Zhang Ziyang said.

Lu Ming was not willing to listen to him, but rushed over quickly. Unfortunately, after chasing the corner, the woman disappeared, so he had to put the gun back.

"Fake!" Lu Ming was so angry that he swears and turned around in a circle.

He didn't hate this woman, but an emotion mixed with anger and fear.

This woman is like a beautiful snake hiding in the dark, but it always appears by your side when you don't expect it, maybe at any time, it will give you a fatal blow.

"Who is Fake? Is that woman French?" Zhang Ziyang was puzzled.

Lu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to him, and searched the nearby streets, but the woman disappeared as if she had never appeared before.

Lu Ming firmly believes that his eyes can't make mistakes, unless he has hallucinations.

"She is Chinese, not Japanese." Lu Ming said, and he wanted to understand one more thing at this moment.

Japanese women wear kimonos since they were young, and their gait is also used to it since they were young, but the way this woman wears cheongsam can be seen at a glance that she is used to wearing it since she was a child, and her walking posture is also a habit of Chinese people. You can't go wrong.

It's like the Chinese are used to wearing long robes and mandarin jackets, and they will feel uncomfortable all over if they wear a suit suddenly.

Asian men don't wear suits better than European and American men to show the beauty of the human body, which is caused by innate habits.

The beauty of Chinese women wearing cheongsams is beyond the reach of European and American women.

Clothing and diet have the same principle, and they are the genes imprinted in the blood of the race.

Lu Ming also got used to wearing suits after a year in the United States. After getting used to it, he still felt awkward to change it back, so he always wore suits. Before returning to China, he was afraid that there were no good suit tailors in China, so he went to Italy to order them. Several sets.

"Didn't you say that the female assassin is Japanese?" Zhang Ziyang was taken aback by Lu Ming, why did he change all of a sudden, what is it?

The two returned to the car, and two of them hurriedly gestured to Zhang Ziyang, telling him that the target had appeared and was in the hotel.

"He Jin is here, just entered the hotel." Zhang Ziyang said.

"Can I know which room he is in?" Lu Ming asked.

"No, I can see the window of their room, but I don't know the structure diagram of the hotel, so I can't tell their room number." Zhang Ziyang said.

"Then go straight in." Lu Ming said as he got off the car and went straight to the hotel gate.

"Don't, don't be impulsive, you won't be able to get in." Zhang Ziyang pulled him and said hastily.

"Why? They won't let me stay?" Lu Ming was surprised.

"If this method worked, we would have used it a long time ago. Let me tell you, we and other people have gone in and asked for accommodation, but they were all thrown out. The security of this hotel does not know how to recognize us Yes, anyway, they don't accept our room reservation." Zhang Ziyang said with a wry smile.

"That's because I didn't come. I came. They dare not refuse. What's more, what I'm looking for is not He Jin, but Miss Sheng Xianghe." Lu Ming said.

Lu Ming walked directly into the revolving door of the Hendry Hotel, and a security guard came up to intercept him. Just as he was about to say something, Lu Ming took out his American passport and said, "I am an American citizen."

When the security guard saw the American passport in Lu Ming's hand, although he was a little suspicious, he obediently stepped aside and stopped Zhang Ziyang from the door.

Lu Ming felt sad for a while. When entering a hotel in China, he had to take out his American passport to get in.Zhang Ziyang, a dignified detective from the Shanghai Police Department, was turned away, but he had no right to protest.

Lu Ming walked to the counter and said to the blond waiter, "I am entrusted by Chairman Sheng Youdesheng to find Miss Sheng Xianghe, please give me your convenience."

"I'm sorry, the hotel has regulations. We can't disturb the guests casually. I can't do your request." The waiter politely rejected Lu Ming in blunt Chinese.

"Chairman Sheng's face is not good, so can I go and invite Mr. Du Yuesheng?" Lu Ming continued to press.

"Sir, you can't make trouble in our hotel, otherwise we will call the police." The waiter said.

In fact, Lu Ming wanted to speak English with him, but the French have a sense of pride, that is, they are against the British in everything, and their attitude towards English is the same. Many of them can speak English, but they just don’t speak it, thinking that it would be wrong. hurt their image of France.

In fact, English is transformed from French, so it will be much easier to learn French after learning English, and vice versa.French and English are somewhat like Chinese and Japanese.

"Don't worry, I won't cause trouble. I have an urgent matter with Miss Sheng Xianghe." Lu Ming said.

The waiter had no choice but to call the manager, and apologized to Lu Ming to wait for a while.

As long as it involves Chinese people, Du Yuesheng's name is valid in the whole Shanghai, and the same is true in the French Concession.

Mr. Du remained calm, but there were a hundred ways to prevent a hotel from opening in Shanghai.

After a while, a middle-aged French man came down from the second floor, and when he saw Lu Ming, he smiled and said, "It's Mr. Lu, I've seen you for a long time."

"You know me?" Lu Ming asked in surprise.

"Of course, to use your old Chinese saying, there is no one in Shanghai who doesn't know the king."

Lu Ming laughed. This foreigner has a lot of Chinese knowledge.

"Didn't we drink red wine and eat oysters at the reception at the British Consulate last time?" the manager laughed.

"Oh." Lu Ming remembered.

At the reception at the British Consulate, he did drink Bordeaux red wine and eat fresh oysters shipped from France with a foreigner.

It’s just that people were dancing at that time, the lights were a little dim, neither the laowai nor he introduced himself, and he then forgot about the laowai, after all, it’s normal to meet a laowai in Shanghai.

"You are Mr. Hendry?" Lu Ming asked.

He has never been to the French Concession, but he also knows that this hotel is named after the founder of the hotel, just like the Hilton Hotel, but the popularity of the Hendry Hotel cannot be compared with the Hilton Hotel.

"Mr. Lu, why are you looking for Ms. Sheng Xianghe? Is President Sheng really looking for her?" Hendry asked.

"That's right, that's exactly what President Sheng meant. If Mr. Hendry doesn't believe you, you can call President Sheng and ask."

"Then there's no need, I'll take you there myself." Hendry thought for a while and smiled.

He believed that Lu Ming would not lie to him about this kind of thing, there was no need for it, after all Lu Ming was a top student from Harvard, not a scumbag in Shanghai.

Although he only met Lu Ming once, he knew a little about Lu Ming's background, which is also the basic quality of a hotel owner.

Wherever you go, you must first figure out the basic situation of local celebrities and celebrities, and then the customs and habits.

Lu Ming followed Hendry and took the elevator to the sixth floor. He walked to the door of Room 608, and Hendry stopped.

"Mr. Lu, Miss Sheng Xianghe is inside."

Lu Ming stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Xiang He, it's me, Lu Ming, please open the door."

There was a panicked cry from inside, and then fell silent. After a while, the door opened a small crack, revealing Xiang He's face and a bare shoulder in only underwear.

"Master Lu, why are you here?" Seeing that Lu Ming was outside, Xiang He was shocked, but relieved.

"Let me go in and talk." Lu Ming said.

At this time, the door opened, but the muzzle of a Colt .[-] pistol was pressed against Lu Ming's forehead.

"Mr. He Jin, don't be nervous, I'm Lu Ming, and I'm here alone, on behalf of President Sheng." Lu Ming raised his hands and said calmly.

"What are you doing, this is Young Master Lu, not an outsider, put away the gun quickly." Xianghe reprimanded He Jin.

Seeing Xianghe, Lu Ming felt a sense of intimacy. In his heart, Sheng Muyi's maidservants were the same as his sisters. After all, they all grew up together.

Xiang He's personal maids were all bought since she was a child, and grew up with Sheng Muyi, and Lu Ming played with them for several years.

"Are you really here on behalf of Chairman Sheng?" Although He Jin put away the pistol, he was still a little nervous.

He wasn't afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that Sheng Youde would kill him to make fertilizer for flowers if he found out about him and Xianghe.

Although these maids of the Sheng family are maids in name, they are all treated as adopted daughters in essence, and they will be punished if they decide for life without Master Sheng's permission.

"Xiang He, don't stay with this guy in the future, or you won't know how he died." Lu Ming glanced at He Jin and said.

He didn't like this guy at the first sight when he saw He Jin. Although He Jin was tall, an inch taller than him, with a straight nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he could be called handsome, but he lacked a kind of The temperament a man should have.

He was a little suspicious of Sheng Youde's eyes, why did he find such a bodyguard for his daughter, who was still protecting her personally.

"Master Lu, I know your name and your relationship with Master and Miss, but don't say that about me in front of Xiang He." He Jin protested weakly.

"Then what do you want me to say? Let me tell you. Your partner Xia Heng is already dead. He was assassinated just at noon today. I'm afraid you are not far from death." Lu Ming sneered.