Ashton Zhou and the Echoes of Fate Chapter 1

In the midsummer afternoon, Jinmao Tower.

The red Ferrari sped across the street, then made a beautiful drift, and stopped steadily at the gate with the screeching sound of its tires. Then a young man wearing jeans and a baseball cap got out of the car, turning the car keys with his fingers boredly, and stepped into the revolving door with his long legs in the eyes of passers-by who were either curious or envious.

This splendid commercial building was built in the bustling area of   the city center. As soon as you entered the lobby, the air-conditioning rushed in like it was free of charge. The young man stood in front of the card security door and touched his pockets and the goosebumps that were jumping out on his arms. He turned to the lady at the front desk and asked: "Beauty, you forgot your card. Come over and swipe it!"

The lady at the front desk had obviously just arrived and said blankly: "I'm sorry, sir. Please register as a visitor first. Who are you looking for?"

The young man half took off his sunglasses and gave her a half-smiling look.

He was quite tall, certainly over 1.8 meters, and very handsome. Although his whole face was not exposed, his half-raised eyebrows and deep eyes were enough to make people's hearts beat.

The front desk lady couldn't help but blush a little. Before she could say anything, he turned around and took out his mobile phone: "...Hello, brother? I'm here to find you. I don't have my card with me. I'll call you the front desk girl." Give me a swipe, beauty!"

After speaking, he didn't even wait for the person on the other side to reply. He hung up the phone and lit a cigarette.

"Yes------Sorry sir, smoking is not allowed in the hall------"

The young man said casually: "Just two or three bites, don't worry, beauty."

"B-but..."

Just then the elevator dinged, opened slowly, and a man in a black suit walked out.

The young lady turned her head and looked at her face, and her face suddenly turned pale: "M-Boss!"

Although he is called "Boss", Grayson Chu is actually very young and looks to be in his early thirties. He has a well-trained body and is lean and lean. He wears a well-tailored black suit and a white shirt. His face is not as sharp and handsome as his younger brother, but more pale and plain. When he is not talking, he looks more low-key. You can't tell that he is this at all. The leader of a well-known group on the wealth list.

He swiped the card, walked out of the glass security door, and stood in front of his brother.

The two brothers looked at each other for a moment. Grayson Chu reached out and took the cigarette out of his brother's mouth and handed it to the lady at the front desk.

"Smoking is not allowed in the lobby." He said calmly, and then told the front desk lady: "His name is Miles Zhang, and he is my younger brother. Let him in directly from now on."

What is inconsistent with his plain appearance is that his voice is very nice, low and hoarse but very smooth, with a sense of calmness despite the rain. The lady at the front desk was so nervous that she even forgot to blush. She quickly took the cigarette and bowed again and again: "Yes, boss! I'm sorry, I remember!"

Grayson Chu nodded to her, turned and walked towards the elevator.

Miles Zhang also followed and waved to the lady before leaving: "Sorry, beauty! I'll treat you to tea later!"

The lady at the front desk staggered, hurriedly looked around and saw that no one was around, and immediately ran to the duty room, hurriedly pushing her colleagues who were taking a nap in the back: "Sister Wang, Sister Wang! The boss of our company has a younger brother? Do you know?"

The colleague raised his head with sleepy eyes: "Oh, Mr. Zhang, he is here again? Don't forget to swipe his card..."

The young lady couldn't hold back her excitement: "But isn't our boss's surname Chu? How can we have a younger brother named Zhang? And he looks as handsome as a movie star, you know, Sister Wang!"

The colleague immediately signaled her to whisper: "You are seeking death, little girl! Are you afraid that others won't hear you?!"

After all, he was two years older. The colleague looked up and saw that there was no one at the front desk, and then lowered his voice and said: "Our former chairman's surname is Zhang, and the second son Zhang is his only son------the current boss, who follows It’s my mother’s surname. It is said that the old director Zhang remarried and his wife brought it in from outside..."

The elevator rose steadily, and the floor-to-ceiling mirrors shone under the brilliant lights.

There were only two of them in this small space. Miles Zhang took off his sunglasses and stared provocatively at Grayson Chu's face in the mirror - his brother had no intention of speaking at all, and just stared straight ahead. , face as dark as water, without any expression.

"Don't you ask me what I'm here for?" Miles Zhang couldn't help but spoke first.

"Want money."

"Hey------can't I just come to see my brother?"

"How much?"

Miles Zhang's expression was tense, and he said after a while: "...five million."

Grayson Chu finally turned his head and glanced at his brother, "What are you doing?"

His skin was very pale, even a little transparent under the light. His lips are very thin and he looks cold and ruthless. Unlike Miles Zhang's handsome face that everyone loves, it should be difficult for people to get close to him with such an appearance.

How did such a person find someone to work for him and seize the power of the group from his father?

Miles Zhang thought absentmindedly and said casually: "Just for fun. The cellist from the Central Orchestra, I gave her a car last time and spent all my savings during the New Year. This time I'm going to an auction again. Mayor Huang, his nephew and a few others are also here. I guess there are millions of people who can’t afford it this time..."

Grayson Chu said calmly: "Where is Fu Ya?"

"Who?" Miles Zhang was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Oh, you introduce the professor's daughter------I think she has a brain disease, she carries a book wherever she goes, and she doesn't play. She knows how to play, but can't let go. I can't stand this kind of thing. I think she is the best match for you. You two can talk about life and ideals every night wrapped in quilts, hahahaha... .."

Grayson Chu stared at his brother motionless, his eyes as transparent as glass beads under the light.

Miles Zhang was not afraid yet, so he put his elbow on his shoulder nonchalantly, and asked with a wicked smile: "I'm not telling you, brother, you didn't send her to me directly from your room because she looked like that, right? You can do it and hurry up." Take it back, your brother really doesn't need someone to take care of you--Oh, by the way, don't say that your brother doesn't respect you, I didn't even lift a finger on that girl, I'm keeping it waiting for you, haha!"

Grayson Chu raised his hand and pushed his brother's arm away.

At this moment, the elevator stopped on the first floor of the Finance Department, the door opened, and Grayson Chu walked out with his face as heavy as water. Just like this, Miles Zhang didn't know when to stop, so he chased after his brother and teased: "You two must have a lot to talk about! If just chatting is not interesting, my brother can also lend you two teaching videos! If it doesn't work, we can still find someone The doctor came to take a look. You said that at such a young age, you seem to have kidney deficiency all day long..."

When Grayson Chu came to the finance room, he didn't look at the excited faces of the accountants outside. He knocked on the financial manager's door and said, "Give him five hundred thousand and put it in my name."

The manager immediately stood up: "Okay, boss, check or transfer?"

"Cheque."

Miles Zhang happened to come in casually and asked, "Didn't you say five hundred? Why did it become fifty?"

Grayson Chu didn't answer. The manager only felt that the air pressure in the room dropped sharply, and his whole body was like a light on his back. As soon as he wrote the check, his back was soaked with cold sweat layer after layer.

After a while, Grayson Chu took the check and threw it into his brother's arms.

"Leave four hundred and fifty for me to find a doctor." He said coldly, "Don't you know how expensive it is to see a doctor these days?"

Ten minutes later, Miles Zhang came down humming a tune and whistled to the lady as he passed the front desk.

"Beauty, I don't have much money this time, I'll treat you next time!"

The lady at the front desk didn't like such a frivolous and slippery young man, but seeing how handsome he was, her tender face suddenly turned red. When he was about to escape, Miles Zhang had already walked away with long legs.

When Grayson Chu went home that night, he heard deafening music coming from the villa from afar.

He took off his suit jacket and handed it to the butler, asking, "What is the second young master doing again?"

The old housekeeper had watched Miles Zhang grow up in this house for so many years, so he was naturally protective, so he cautiously said: "The second young master and his friends are gathering with some friends..."

Grayson Chu shook his head, not knowing whether it was ridicule or fun, and said softly: "...friend."

He was wearing a white shirt, black suit pants, and no tie. He unbuttoned his collar and walked toward the hall. The old housekeeper deliberately diverted his attention, followed step by step and asked: "By the way, young master, the rumor you asked me to check in the morning has come out - Aunt Liu from the kitchen got up late at night, When I saw Bai Ying wandering outside the second young master's door, I was frightened and screamed..."

Grayson Chu rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and asked, "What did she see?"

The old housekeeper didn't dare to mention the gods and ghosts, so he said very smartly: "Aunt Liu is dim-sighted, and she may have made mistakes. I will go to the servants' room and hammer it, and I will make sure that everyone stops spreading rumors." "

Grayson Chu nodded and said, "I know what it is." As he was passing through the hall, he leaned on the railing and saw a small dance floor downstairs. The dance floor was filled with neon lights and a few young men and women shaking their heads crazily. Miles Zhang was sitting lazily on the small sofa. Next to him was a delicate boy with skin as white as snow, nestling in his arms like a bird.

Grayson Chu stuck his head out and shouted: "Miles Zhang!"

Several people below looked up, and Grayson Chu asked sharply: "Who did you bring to stay at home last night? Don't run around naked in the corridor in the middle of the night!"

After saying that, he lifted his feet and left.

The eyes of the group of friends suddenly turned to Miles Zhang - Zhang Shunping was splashed with dirty water for running around naked in the middle of the night. After a while, Zhang Shunping said inexplicably: "...I don't have one?"

Grayson Chu returned to the study, called the intercom and ordered a bowl of sugar water, and then took out a yellowed copy of "Hold the Corpse" from the bookshelf and read it.

After watching for a while, the study door was lightly knocked twice.

Grayson Chu turned a page and said, "Come in."

The door was pushed open with a click, and then footsteps walked in gently, and the door was closed again. The person who came seemed to be very cautious. After a while, he walked to the large desk and said in a fresh and tender voice, "Young Master, your sugar water."

Grayson Chu raised his head, and the boy who was nestling next to Miles Zhang downstairs just now was standing in front of him.

No wonder Miles Zhang, who had seen countless people since childhood, was able to take him home. The child was indeed very beautiful. The big eyes are so charming that they seem to be dripping with water at any time, and the figure is like a soft and boneless girl who has not yet begun to develop. He just stands there, with a steady stream of charm radiating from every inch of his body. Xun people are intoxicated.

Grayson Chu's eyes returned to the book, "Put it down."

The boy put down the bowl, hesitated for a while, then gently knelt on the ground, walked a few steps to the armchair, raised his face and said softly: "Young Master."

There was no sign of welcome or unwelcome on Grayson Chu's face, and he didn't even pay him any attention from the corner of his eye.

The boy was heartbroken and said: "Young Master, my name is Xiao Hu. I have only been with the Second Young Master for a few days, so I come to pay you respects on the top of the mountain."

This is very interesting, and at least it takes care of a few points------First, I am not here to bother you, I am here to say hello to you very politely and tactfully; secondly, I am not sorry for this. It's not too late, because I have only been with the Second Young Master for a few days, and coming here shows that I respect you very much.

There was a hint of a smile on Grayson Chu's lips: "Do you know who I am?"

"have no idea."

"Then you will kneel?"

Xiao Hu pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "Although I am too blind to recognize your true form, I can still recognize the demonic energy on your body. You have transcended our monster clan and have almost become a demon through cultivation. I will kneel down again and again." What's there?"

Grayson Chu really felt a little interesting now. He put down the book, leaned forward slightly and stared into Xiao Hu's captivating big eyes, and asked with interest: "You Fox Clan--I know one of your seniors, and he is no better than you." Why can't he talk as well as you?"

Xiao Hu said with a smile: "If you can still admire my beauty, I will naturally serve you wholeheartedly..." As he said that, he took another half step closer, and a snow-white catkin gently moved Covering Grayson Chu's chest, he groped down and unbuttoned the shirt on the expensive fabric one by one.

Grayson Chu didn't stop him, or even made any move. He just leaned on the back of the large armchair and watched the vixen at work. After a long while, he sighed leisurely, and he didn't know whether it was ridicule or emotion: "You fox tribe has thousands of people, and you are just like human beings. There are those who are obedient and sensible like you, and there are also those who are unruly and naturally arrogant. ..."

Xiao Hu smiled sweetly: "I wonder which senior offended you back then?"

Grayson Chu said leisurely: "Oh, that was before I became a demon... Do you know Hu Qing?"

Xiao Hu was stunned.

The next second, his face turned pale, as if all the blood in his body had been drained.

At this moment, a ball of red and black air slowly rose behind him, quickly condensed in mid-air, and a human figure vaguely emerged; the shape became clearer and clearer, and finally a foot and a whole body stepped out of the air ball. The man in black appeared out of thin air as if tearing apart space!

Xiao Hu turned around tremblingly.

The heavy pressure of the mountain forced him to bend down, making it extremely difficult to even raise his head. The oxygen in the room was instantly drained, and in the extreme suffocation, the vixen even forgot his instinctive charm. He only heard his ears ringing, and his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets ------ He looked See the spell-like red lines on the side of the man's face.

"Demon..." He heard the clear chattering sound of his teeth, "Demon Lord..."

Grayson Chu casually folded up his clothes and said, "I forgot to tell you. If you also want to become a demon, it is useless to look for me. It will be faster to look for him."