Miro Cafe is a quiet environment and is a very good place to relax and negotiate business.

"Why haven't your highness called yet?" Li Liang took a sip of coffee and looked a little anxious.

"What's the hurry?" Zhang Xiaojian scolded, "If you do this, how can you take on the heavy responsibility? Do your position well? It seems that it is necessary that I have to teach you well."

"No, no." Li Liang shook his head quickly, then buried his head and drank his own coffee.

Then after serving two plates of steak by the waiter, Zhang Xiaojian started to eat it. After taking a few bites, he found that it tasted delicious, so he started to eat it in big mouthfuls. In a cafe with low-level rating like China, there is no need to care about whether it is beautiful or not. Anyway, no one has seen it.

So Zhang Xiaojian ate a plate of steak. When he looked up, he realized that Li Liang was eating slowly. His movements were very elegant, like a nobleman, which made him roll his eyes.

At this time, the phone ringtone rang. Zhang Xiaojian took out his cell phone and saw that it was a stranger's call and answered it immediately.

"Are you?" Zhang Xiaojian of course knew that Director Zhao was Director Zhao, who was on the other side of the phone, and did it on purpose to raise his identity.

"Are you the young man just now?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little low, but the tone was very gentle, not as serious as in the hospital just now, making people feel nervous when they heard it.

"Director Zhao?"

"Yes, I'm very embarrassed just now. I'm too impulsive. We need to discuss what you said just now. Do we need to make an appointment?"

Zhang Xiaojian did not change his attitude because of the other party's attitude. He still said indifferently: "In this way, Director Zhao, if you go out of the hospital and cross the road, you can see a cafe called Miro, and we will wait for you in it."

"Yes, I'll hurry over right away!"

Listening to the excited voice on the other end of the phone, Zhang Xiaojian pressed the hanging up symbol.

Li Liang put down the knife and fork in his hand, took a napkin and wiped the sauce at the corner of his mouth, "Your Highness is that Director Zhao?"

"Yes, okay, just wait for him here." Zhang Xiaojian shouted to a waiter: "The waiter has a cup of coffee, please do whatever you want."

...

In just ten minutes, Director Zhao rushed to the cafe and saw Zhang Xiaojian who was savoring the coffee carefully. He stepped forward and said hello.

"Please sit."

After Director Zhao sat down, the topic quickly opened up.

"If you don't know what you are going to do with my wife's recovery?" Director Zhao chatted for a while, and couldn't help but talk about the topic first.

Zhang Xiaojian was not frightened by Director Zhao's directness, but said calmly: "I have a way to cure your wife's illness."

"What a joke!" Director Zhao jumped up suddenly, staring at Zhang Xiaojian with disbelief, and his face showed anger. How could he believe that the ordinary boy in front of him who seemed to be only fourteen years old could save his wife. His wife had advanced cancer. Today's medical technology cannot cure cancer at all, otherwise cancer would not be called a terminal illness.

"Stop kidding. I originally came to ask for it sincerely, but you kept talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Since we don't believe that we can cure your wife's illness, then I wonder why Director Zhao, you ran this far away to find us?" Zhang Xiaojian took a sip of coffee.

"This...this..." Director Zhao was speechless when asked, not knowing how to answer. After a while, he calmed down and ran over from afar to make it a glimmer of hope, but the other party's mastery of the means to cure cancer was really difficult for him to digest.

"Director Zhao please sit down. Since I dare to ask Director Zhao to come out, there are only a few brushes. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to hold the porcelain to work, right?"

"Yes." Director Zhao had already begun to believe it, because the person in front of him was too calm, and he did not change his attitude at all because of his tone and threat. Even his expression was not shaken at all, which made him begin to believe it.

"I wonder how you can save my wife? You must know that cancer is a terminal illness today. With the existing medical technology, it is impossible to cure it. Even the two countries that are leading the world in medicine, R and M, dare not say such words."

Zhang Xiaojian did not refute, but asked, "Does Director Zhao believe in God?"

"God?" Director Zhao was stunned. Why did he suddenly get involved in God? "Who believes in something absurd? This is the era of science and technology, and the world of science, not to mention that Chinese thought is a country dominated by Marxism."

"Haha, everyone has their own opinions. Okay, Director Zhao, let's get to the topic." Zhang Xiaojian put the coffee cup with his finger on the table.

"Talk straight, Director Zhao, we will save your wife, but you must stand on the same front as us."

"On the same front? Who do you represent?" Director Zhao opened his eyes wide open. He thought Zhang Xiaojian represented a major force in China.

"No, no, no, I represent myself. I wonder if you have ever heard of the new force of the Temple of Destiny?" Zhang Xiaojian asked.

Temple of Destiny? Of course he knew that the new force that had just started to grow up in just two months and was in conflict with the other two gangs in H City. However, he had no concerns about these things recently. His wife had cancer and was still in the late stage and was in her life. He had time to care about these things. He just vaguely heard from people in the bureau that the power called Temple of Destiny was strong, and it was not like a new force at all, but a force with a deep foundation.

"I understand something." Director Zhao thought for a while before saying.

"Then I guess Director Zhao also knows the recent battle between the Temple of Destiny and Luoyue and Heilong Hall!"

“Get some understanding.”

"That's much simpler. What I need is that Director Zhao and your wife's brother stand with me, and we will help you provide political achievements. All you have to do is stand on the same front as us and sign this contract." Zhang Xiaojian said directly, and then took out two contracts from his arms and handed them over.

Director Zhao looked at the two golden paper rolls and looked at Zhang Xiaojian in confusion. Because a standard contract was divided into several sheets of paper, including various relevant laws and regulations, this sheet could not accommodate it at all.

"This is not a contract, it is a contract. You can open it and take a look." Zhang Xiaojian said softly, but his heart relaxed a lot, because as long as the other party signs this contract, the other party will never be rebelled. This contract is signed under his own testimony, and he swears with his own name of God as the object. Once the other party violates any content in the contract, he will be the first to know it, and then through the contract, he can immediately destroy the other party's mind and all memories.

Director Zhao opened the golden paper scroll in confusion. The contents were very simple. It was just the provisions of both parties that the church would help him improve his official position and cure his wife. He would stand on the same front with the church. Violating the contract will destroy his mind and all memories. Finally, the contract will be effective under the witness of the god "Tulo".

A liar? Pediatrics? Or is the other person crazy?

All kinds of thoughts appeared in his mind, and such a ridiculous thing happened to him, which made him feel annoyed, and even felt deceived again.

"Since Director Zhao doesn't believe it, sign the contract that belongs to you." Zhang Xiaojian saw the other party's doubts.

"Hmph!" Director Zhao took out the pen he carried with him without hesitation, and signed his name on his contract in a few whirring waves.

After signing the contract, nothing happened. Director Zhao looked at Zhang Xiaojian with a sneer, wanting to see when the other party will act. After exposing everything, he wants the other party to try what pain is, and he dares to joke on his wounds.
Chapter completed!