Fang Chi Xia stopped at his feet, straightened the veil on his face, turned his head and stared at the back at random. Several men came towards her, dressed in traditional local clothes and surrounded by a large group of reception staff. It was a huge battle. When the team came here, Fang Chi Xia couldn't see the people surrounded in the middle. A large group of people are still coming here, communicating in Arabic as they walk. Fang Chi Xia can understand part of the dialogue and guess that this should be the so-called big customer. Just, why is the timbre familiar? Like... Fangchi Xia stopped in place, his body suddenly stiffened, and every cell of the blood boiled. Some wondered if she had heard wrong. Her eyes were stiff and she looked over along the source of the sound. This wave was full of men, tall and too many people. She didn't see anything. A large group of people were still walking. They came to the elevator and went upstairs directly. Fang Chi Xia was almost reflexive and wanted to catch up, but she restrained her impulse for fear of being too direct. Calm down, she walked to the elevator entrance as if nothing had happened, watched the group enter the elevator, secretly wrote down the floor number of the group, and then went back to her office. When she was working, she tried several times to walk near the floor where the group was located. However, she still didn't see anything after going up. After the other party went upstairs, the door of the office was closed until he got off work in the afternoon. When Fang Chixia walked out of the company, he happened to meet that group of people again. There was still a very big battle. When I passed her, I still didn't see anything. Fang Chi Xia could not hear other people's conversation, and only the familiar voice came from the middle of her ear. She chased the crowd, stared at the back of the crowd, and she quickly followed. A large group of people dispersed after they walked out of the door of the company. The man in the middle was waited on and got into a very luxurious white sports car. The rest watched him leave and dispersed. Fang Chi Xia looked at the back of the man sitting in the car and remembered the direction of the man's car. When she was far away from the company, she ran to catch up. The car in front didn't seem to notice her coming up behind. The car drove very fast and disappeared in a moment. The direction of each other's disappearance is a desert. Fangchi Xia ran through the streets and ran in the direction of the desert. The scorching sun is in the sky, the vast desert, ten miles of yellow sand flying all over the sky. Fangchi Xiaxing walked on the desert, looking around, still looking for the car“ Loebye, is that you? " There was no voice from anyone in the open desert, only the rustle of sand brought by the wind“ Loebye! " Fang Chi Xia opened her voice and called around. Answer her, still only the wind. The desert dusk has a different style from other places. The sunset is as clear as before. The scenery is magnificent, but the wind and sand are also fierce. The sand scraped on his face and made his skin ache like being pricked by a needle. Fang Chi Xia ran and wanted to continue looking forward. However, she ran into several men. A few locals who happened to pass by surrounded her a few days ago because they took company photos. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.