Plotting, One Move Affecting the Whole Body (Two Chapters Combined)

"Rumble..."

The roar of an engine sounded at the end of the street. A pricey sports car turned onto the road and drove in an orderly fashion toward a high-end teahouse in the distance.

"Skrrt."

The luxurious sports car stopped by the roadside. Zhang Xiaohao lowered the window and looked at the high-end teahouse not far away, recalling the address the person on the other end of the phone had given him.

"This is the place."

After saying that, Zhang Xiaohao raised the window again, then parked his sports car in a roadside parking space.

"Click."

"Bang."

He opened the door and got out. After looking around, Zhang Xiaohao crossed the street and walked toward the high-end teahouse.

The waitress wore a brightly colored, figure-hugging qipao. When she saw Zhang Xiaohao enter the teahouse, she smiled brilliantly and greeted him.

"Welcome."

"Miss, my friend is in Private Room 303. Could you please take me there?" Zhang Xiaohao asked the waitress.

If he had not come to discuss something important, Zhang Xiaohao would definitely have struck up a conversation with the attractive waitress.

"Of course. Please follow me." The waitress in the qipao nodded, then led Zhang Xiaohao toward Private Room 303 inside the teahouse.

A while later.

"Sir, this is Private Room 303." The waitress in the qipao pointed at the door before them.

Zhang Xiaohao looked up at the number on the door, took out his wallet, pulled out a hundred-yuan bill, and handed it to the waitress who had led him there.

"Thank you!" the waitress said brightly after accepting the tip, then left with a swaying stride.

"Phew..." After the waitress disappeared from view, Zhang Xiaohao thought of meeting the person on the other end of the phone and took a somewhat nervous, deep breath before slowly