"Let's go." Mrs. Zhang got up very tired and looked at the bodyguards on the ground. She didn't know whether she was disgusted or disappointed. She stepped directly over them with her feet.

Mr. Zhang put on his pants and ran away.

The rest of the bodyguards squirmed to the door like caterpillars

Security guard Jiang Xiaomi hasn't found a strange phenomenon so far.

Thinking, the editor in chief wiped a handful of nosebleed and came up to him: "Xiaomi, this big brother is..."

"My cousin!" He blurted out his mind.

elder male cousin?

Lou tianqin's narrow eyes like a secluded pool fell on her.

Bearing the line of sight projected by the man, Jiang Xiaomi's expression was stiff.

Why is it so embarrassing?

The editor in chief was stunned and hesitated, "aren't you an orphan?"

In order to cover up his embarrassment, Jiang Xiaomi said in a voice: "can't orphans have cousins? Do you look down on orphans?"

The editor in chief quickly waved his hand and denied, "absolutely not. By the way, what's your cousin's name?"

"Surname... Surname Jiang." Cousins should all have the same surname.

The editor in chief admired: "he seems to have practiced."

"Yes."

How else can you break the door with one foot.

For fear that the editor in chief would ask strange questions again, Jiang Xiaomi hurriedly urged: "let's go quickly. It's hard to explain when the security guard comes."

Halfway through, the editor in chief stopped: "don't you ask your cousin to come with you?"

"It's all right. He has legs and will go by himself."

With that, he pulled up the editor in chief and ran away, as if someone was chasing her behind him.

……

On the top floor of the 29th floor, in the luxurious presidential suite, Feng Jue crossed his legs and looked teasing: "in order to fight a fight, he even wrapped up the whole floor, local tyrant!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Can you find out what you want to check?" Lou tianqin handed him an unhappy look. The other party immediately stopped and changed into a serious work appearance.

"Yes, Zhang Xianzhong is from South Asia. His wife's name is Liu min. they have a transnational Art Exchange listed company - specializing in collecting high-quality calligraphy, painting and photography works from home, auctioning them in France and earning a price difference."

Why is it that high-end goods are a pimp for a long time.

"They seem to have an auction tonight."

Lou tianqin put his fingers against his lips and looked thoughtfully at the chili sauce arranged on the tea table.

……

Jiang Xiaomi is packing her clothes. The editor in chief just told her that the air ticket has been booked. It's two o'clock in the morning.

wry smile.

Think of it as a dream.

At this time, the landline at the head of the bed actually rang. Free thoughts were pulled back, and Jiang Xiaomi picked up the microphone feebly: "hello?"

"Five thirty, at the door of the hotel."

"Why?"

The voice sounded like a joke: "don't you really want to take part in that prize contest? Take you."

"True or false?" Would he be so kind?

"There are twenty minutes left. I don't like waiting."

The phone was hung up. Jiang Xiaomi was stunned for a long time before he recovered. He looked up at the wall clock. My God, there are still 15 minutes left.

In a hurry, she opened the clothes she had just packed. Her head was in a mess. She couldn't figure out whether she was excited or what... In short, she was very excited.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Xiaomi stormed out of the hotel door. He could tell Lou tianqin's trace at a glance without looking for it.

Black Maybach, like the owner of the car, stopped frantically next to the revolving door. The window fell in half. The man sitting in the cab didn't speak, but just pointed at her.

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