With that said, Phelps ignored the dumbfounded receptionist and hung up.
"Sir, I'm sorry. Mr. Phelps isn't around," the receptionist said to Fangzheng with a professional smile.
In the blink of an eye, the receptionist was dumbfounded. Where was the monk in front of her?
At the same time, two figures, one big and one small, quickly climbed up the stairs. Fangzheng asked, "Are you sure he's upstairs?"
Red Boy said, "Of course. I scanned the area with my divine sense. The guy who answered the phone and spoke is on the 88th floor. There are only three rooms there, so it's easy to find."
Fangzheng nodded. The two of them weren't ordinary people. Although the 88th floor was high, it was like flat ground to them.
Soon, they arrived at the 88th floor. Fangzheng tidied up his clothes and took a deep breath. He pushed open the door with a smile and said, "Patron Phelps, nice to meet you."
At that moment, Phelps had hung up less than two minutes ago!
"Fangzheng?" Phelps exclaimed. If he remembered correctly, Fangzheng had been downstairs a minute or two ago! Even taking an elevator wouldn't be that fast, right?
Fangzheng sat opposite Phelps and pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. It's This Penniless Monk. Patron Phelps, you took This Penniless Monk's things. Shouldn't you return them? "
Phelps's expression immediately turned ugly, but he still squeezed out a smile. "Abbot Fangzheng, I don't understand what you're saying. What do you mean return them? Why should we give them to you when our company independently developed the technology? "
Fangzheng shook his head. "Patron, This Penniless Monk isn't here to negotiate. He just wants something back."
Phelps looked at Fangzheng's amiable expression and didn't look like a demon king. Furthermore, he had secretly pressed the alarm button. In a few minutes, the security guards would break in. He believed that his security team had the ability to protect him.
Therefore, Phelps felt a lot more at ease. He leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "Abbot Fangzheng, I've already made it very clear. There's nothing for you here. You can't take anything. Of course, as the local host, I'm very happy to treat you to a meal. "
Phelps's last sentence was just a tease, but …
Fangzheng rubbed his belly and said, "Patron, since you are so enthusiastic, This Penniless Monk shall eat some."
Phelps's expression froze as he carefully looked at Fangzheng. Fangzheng didn't seem like he was joking. He immediately felt like something had run over his head. This darn baldy doesn't seem to play by the rules!
Phelps immediately thought of Fangzheng's nickname — Master Indecent!
For the first time, Phelps agreed with this title.
"Master, many people are here," said Red Boy to Fangzheng.
Fangzheng rubbed Red Boy's head and said, "Let them wait outside. This Penniless Monk still wants to eat."
Red Boy nodded and left.
When Phelps saw this, he shook his head and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, that's my security team. They are all elite special forces soldiers. There are Country Y's Airborne Corps and Country M's Navy Seals. Everyone's combat strength and destructive power are extremely terrifying. They don't know how to take care of children. If your disciples go there, they will be thrown out easily. "
At that moment, the phone rang. It was another call from the front desk.
Phelps shrugged at Fangzheng and said, "I'm really sorry. It looks like your disciples have already been thrown out. These stupid subordinates of mine just don't know what's good for them … Don't worry, I'll pay for the medical fees."
With that said, Phelps pressed the hands-free button and crossed his legs. He narrowed his eyes and tasted the red wine with a charming smile. He wanted to see Fangzheng's heartache.
However, Fangzheng also smiled and picked up a magazine on the table to cover his face.
Phelps looked baffled.
"Mr. Phelps, oh my god, something big has happened!" Fangzheng exclaimed the day before yesterday.
"It's not a big deal even if the sky falls. Just say what you have to say," Phelps said.
"Mr. Phelps, the security team has been thrown out. They formed a small mountain at the door … Heavens, someone even fell from the roof! Oh my god, they only fainted from the fall. This is unbelievable! That's the 88th floor! "
Pfft!
When Phelps heard this, he spat out a mouthful of red wine. All the wine happened to be blocked by the magazine in Fangzheng's hand.
However, Phelps didn't have the time to marvel at the darn baldy's foresight. Instead, he hurriedly turned on the surveillance footage downstairs. When he saw it, his forehead broke out into a cold sweat! At the entrance of the company, seven or eight burly men had fallen to the ground and were stacked on top of each other. It was unknown if they were dead or alive. At the same time, people would fall from the building from time to time, smashing into the crowd.
Phelps hurriedly opened the window and looked out. He saw a cry of alarm next door. A burly man had been shoved out through the window. One of his feet was even grabbed by the other party. On careful look, there was a person standing on the window! To be precise, it was a child. It was none other than Fangzheng's disciple!
Seeing Phelps look over, Red Boy smiled at Phelps. His smile was extremely radiant. Then, he loosened his grip, and the burly man fell with a cry, smashing into the Arhat Mountain with a thud.
When Phelps looked at the child's smile again, he felt that there was no longer any sunlight. All that was left was coldness. It was so cold that his entire body was trembling!
A child had defeated a security team of up to twenty people? F * * k … Was he still human?
Phelps thought of all the rumors about Fangzheng. He finally began to believe that the monk in front of him wasn't human!
Phelps's fingers that held the cigarette kept trembling as he sat on the chair, trembling. However, he tried his best to calm himself down. Looking at the monk in front of him, he, who had always been good at socializing, was at a loss for words.
Fangzheng smiled and said, "Patron, aren't you treating This Penniless Monk to a meal?"
Only then did Phelps snap to his senses. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes. Let's eat!"
With that said, Phelps got up and walked out. At the same time, he said, "Let's go out to eat."
"Wait," Fangzheng suddenly said.
Phelps trembled in fright as he asked, "Master, do you have any other requests?"
"Patron, will you be able to fill your stomach?" Fangzheng asked.
Phelps was instantly rendered speechless. He was a big boss, so how could he not fill his stomach when he was treating him to a meal? Was he that stingy to ask that question? Therefore, Phelps said, "Don't worry, Master. You'll be able to fill your stomach."
Fangzheng smiled in satisfaction. "That's good. This Penniless Monk has eaten Western food before, but this Penniless Monk wasn't full. The amount was too little."
"It's fine. Let's eat Chinese food this time," Phelps said.
Fangzheng nodded happily. "That's good. By the way, my disciple can eat a lot."
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