Fang Chi Xia stopped at his feet, straightened the veil on his face, and looked at the back casually.

There were several men walking towards her, all dressed in traditional local clothes, surrounded by a large group of reception staff.

It's a huge battle, so huge that when the team comes to this side, Fangchi Xia can't see the people who are 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?

It's like

Fang Chi Xia stayed in the same place, his body suddenly froze, and every cell in his blood was boiling.

Some doubted whether they had heard it wrong. Her eyes were stiff and she looked along the source of the voice.

This wave is all men, very tall, too many people, she did not see anything.

A large group of people were still walking forward, went to the elevator and went straight upstairs.

Fang Chi Xia is almost reflexive, so she wants to catch up. However, she is afraid that she is too direct, so she restrains her impulse.

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, but she still didn't see anything.

After the other party went upstairs, the door of the office was closed until he got off work in the afternoon.

When Fang Chi Xia walked out of the company, he just met the group of people again.

It was still a very big battle. When I passed by her, I still didn't see anything.

Fang Chi Xia couldn't hear other people's conversation, only the familiar voice came from the middle of his ear.

The line of sight chases the crowd to look past, stares at the back of a group of people, she quickly followed up.

A big wave of people dispersed as they walked out of the company.

The man in the middle was waited on to get on a very luxurious white sports car, and the rest of the people watched him leave and then scattered.

Fang Chi Xia's eyes follow the figure of the man sitting in the car. She remembers the direction of the man's car. After she is far away from the company, she runs to catch up with him.

The car in front didn't seem to notice her coming up behind. The car drove very fast and disappeared in an instant.

The direction of each other's disappearance is a desert.

Fang Chi Xia ran through the streets and ran to the desert.

Scorching sun in the sky, vast desert, ten miles of yellow sand flying all over the sky.

Fangchi Xiaxing was walking in the desert, looking around, still looking for the car.

"Loibe, is that you?"

There is no voice coming from the open desert, only the rustle of sand brought by the wind.

"Loynorth!" Fang Chi Xia opened her voice and called to the surrounding.

The answer to her is still the wind.

Dusk in the desert is different from other places. The setting sun is as clear as before.

The scenery is magnificent, but the wind and sand are also fierce.

Sand on the face, blowing the skin as if it was pricked with a needle like pain.

Fang Chi Xia is running and wants to keep looking forward. However, he bumps into several men.

A few local people who just passed by the neighborhood surrounded her a few days ago because they took pictures of the company.

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