Chapter 295

Seeing Li Li coming, she was very surprised and asked suspiciously, "President Jing..."

With a smile on her face, Li Li didn't seem to see her questioning. She said with a smile: "the company will deal with the expenses of your hospitalization. These days, you can rest at home for a few more days. When it's all right, you can come back to work."

She said about him, Cheng Xue is not easy to ask directly, can only nod, let Li Li carry her luggage, take her away.

She lives in a rented apartment with a good environment. Li Li takes her home, sits down for a while, and then leaves.

Cheng Xue opens the curtain and looks at the three business cars standing on the path downstairs, with a bad complexion.

When she came up just now, she saw these three cars. When she came back to China, she was very afraid that Jing Zhongqing would find them. Therefore, before she rented this community, she had already investigated them. But these three cars, she knew, were not the cars of any one of the communities.

Someone's watching her.

Living in a chaotic place like the United States for quite a long time, Cheng Xue was also monitored. But that time, because Jing Zhongqing had a work project to compete with a local American enterprise, the people there planned to make a secret move, and Cheng Xue was the contact person of that project.

That time, she was almost killed.

And now

And look at the three cars downstairs. Cheng Xue puts down the curtain, and her pretty face is full of black air.

Now she just wants to know, this time, who is it?

Jing Zhongqing, or

Is it Jing chihan? She's not sure. She always thinks it's impossible, but she seems to believe it.

Ding Mao is missing. She's being watched.

Things, it seems, really exceeded expectations.

It seems that she has to be more careful these days.

And the United States at this time.

Jing Zhongqing hung up, but on Qingjun's face, it was a bright and dark cold light.

Mo Xin comes in from the outside, what she sees is his pattern. She picks her eyebrows and is curious: "what's the matter?"

"Ding Mao is dead." Four words, said the light.

Ding Mao? Mo Xin thought for a while, then thought who that person is.

Working in the United States, if you don't have a black spot, it's hard to do business. Ding Mao, his master, and even the whole organization over there are basically employed by them. Ding Mao is more capable than others, but he is very ostentatious. He chased her before. Mo Xin has no interest in that playboy, But the man seems to be quite close to Cheng Xue for some time.

At that time, she thought that Jing Zhongqing had been hoodwinked, and she was still hesitant to tell him the cruel truth. It was only later that she learned that Jing Zhongqing and Cheng Xue were not that kind of relationship.

"Is he dead?" Mo Xin pulled a chair to sit down, and didn't care about it. The United States is the capital of the country with the largest daily death toll in the world. People here are suspected of killing people with guns legally, even a small baby.

So she didn't care.

Put the document in her hand in front of Jing Zhongqing. She does business: "sign it. I have to send it out."

The man drooped his eyes, took a pen, and signed it casually, without looking at the content carefully.

Mo Xin handle things, he is at ease.

Mo Xin will file back, see him open cigarette box, took a cigarette out, don't feel pick eyebrow: boss, you gay? Do you care so much about the death of a man? "

The man squinted at her, lit a cigarette, took a breath, Mars with smoke, spread in his fingertips.

Spit out a breath, turn the smoke of lung, again gush out, he lean on the big class chair, the Mou son tiny lift: "die in China, unavoidably care."

"Well?" Mo Xin blinked: "he went to China? Still dead there? You made him... "

"No The man smoked a cigarette again, as if thinking of something, a little annoyed: "it seems that Cheng Xue has caused us a lot of trouble."

"Is that her?" Mo Xin figured it out: "so, Cheng Xue brought Ding Mao to China. What does she want to do and make trouble there?"

"Maybe." The man got up, put his cigarette in the ashtray, put it out and went out.

Mo Xin quickly followed: "where are you going? You want to go back to China. No, you can't go back now. You know something happened here, you can't go now. "

A few weeks ago, Jing Zhongqing was going back to China. He said that he would go back ahead of time to celebrate his father's birthday. Although he couldn't hide his mockery when he talked about his father, there was something wrong with the company at that time and he couldn't leave.

But now, things have not been solved. Although the people below can deal with the problems, Jing Zhongqing's departure at this time is undoubtedly an opportunity for his opponent.

That's what shopping malls are like. You don't have to do things, but you need to be in charge.

The man continued to walk outside with steady steps.

In the twinkling of an eye, we have entered the elevator.

Mo Xin stands outside and gives it to Chris in a hurry.

The traditional American English came from the other end of the phone. Mo Xin briefly explained the situation, and it was already hung up there.

Mo Xin called John again. John's office is on the third floor. It should be able to block Jing Zhongqing.

She also pressed the elevator and followed her downstairs.

In the elevator, the mobile phone rings. Although the signal is not good, it can barely talk.

John called: "I didn't make it. Seeing him go down, Chris has gone after him. My God, does he really want to go back home? What happened? I just checked. The latest flight is half an hour later. If he arrives at the airport, he can leave immediately. "

"Blame that woman!" Mo Xin couldn't help scolding.

"What woman?" John asked

"Snow

At this time, the elevator stopped on the third floor, outside the elevator, is John.

They hung up and went downstairs together.

Mo Xin still holds the document in her hand. Now, there is no problem that she can't distribute it. She has more urgent things to deal with.

They drove to the airport directly. In the car, Mo Xin explained: "Cheng Xue has made a mistake. She should have asked Ding Mao to go to China before. She doesn't know what to do, but Jing said that Ding Mao died in China. I think he should know what, or who killed Ding Mao, or what Cheng Xue wants to do. Otherwise, he won't be in a hurry to go back."

"God, why is it so troublesome? What does Cheng want to do?" John drives faster again.

Mo Xin is calling Chris.

On the other end of the phone, a man's voice said, "I've got him. He's not going to the airport, he's going home."

"Well?" Mo Xin a Leng, signal John turn lane“ What's going on? " She asked Chris.

The man sighed: "his passport is at home. I think he may take the next flight. You'd better come as soon as possible."