Cheng Nuo sat in the back seat of the second car, next to Huang Mao, and he didn't say a word since he got into the car.

After more than ten minutes of driving, Cheng Nuo's mobile phone ringtone suddenly rang.

Huang Mao, who was playing a game, focused his attention on her, looking at her with a gloomy face, his eyes as sharp as a poisonous scorpion.

Cheng Nuo's fingers that were folded on his legs gradually curled up and tangled together, and a thin layer of sweat formed in his palms.

The brief ringing of the phone quickly stopped, but after more than ten seconds, it rang again, this time more persistent and persistent than the first.

"Take it out. Huang Mao suddenly screamed.

Cheng Nuo was startled, stiffened his back, and paused for a moment before slowly putting his right hand into his pocket.

"I advise you not to make petty moves. Yellow fur shouted warning next to her.

The moment Cheng Nuo took out his mobile phone, he saw that the caller ID on the screen lit up was Jin Yuan. She couldn't tell what it was like now, a little sorry that the call came late, but she was glad that he finally called back, but she was a little resentful of why he came at the wrong time, and more importantly, in fact, when she saw that the caller ID was his name, she was inexplicably sad to cry.

Huang Mao didn't care about the twists and turns in Cheng Nuo's heart, he snatched the phone away with his hand very quickly, and when he saw the name on it, he sneered very disdainfully: "Jin Yuan?

In his simple cognition, the female stars in the entertainment industry are nothing more than big bosses with fat waists and round bellies, or looking for little white faces with grease and powder, or their fellow girly and beautiful men, what kind of eyes do they have?

It's no wonder that he hasn't heard of Jin Yuan, and even if he does, he won't associate the name on his mobile phone with the financial circle. After all, as a bastard leader who has dropped out of school since junior high school and can only rely on fights and brawls to swagger through the market, he doesn't even know the stock MACD golden cross indicator, let alone what financial news and celebrity forums to watch.

He chuckled, pressed the rejection directly, and threw the phone out of the car window.

"You ·······" Cheng Nuo leaned over, too late to stop it, watching his mobile phone being ruthlessly abandoned in an arc, his nose was slightly open in anger, his teeth were clenched together, and he trembled slightly.

Jin Yuan frowned, loosened the tie knot with one hand, and looked at the hung up call request a little puzzled. In fact, he refused to answer Cheng Nuo's phone call just now because he was attending an important dinner, at which he would be the main answerer to answer the relevant questions raised by the leader.

And this leader is highly respected, and the level is not low, even this dinner, Chairman Jin Chengyue, who has not been paid for a long time, participated, and the degree of attention can be imagined. He turned his mobile phone to vibrate early, and was worried that the etiquette was not careful, and Yaxing, who disturbed the big man, simply set it to do not disturb when calling.

This is the effort to take time to go to the bathroom, only to look at the phone, and see that there are several consecutive missed calls from Cheng Nuo, so I am even more puzzled, thinking about calling back to ask if there is something urgent, but after being rejected, no one responds.

Jin Yuan thought that this was Cheng Nuo's temper with him again, which was regarded as a retaliation in response to his refusal to answer the phone, and let out a cold snort from his nose: "The gall is fat to the sky, and you are used to it." ”

Before he could finish complaining, the solemn phone called, he opened the answer button, and heard a roar inside: "Lao Jin, your wife has been kidnapped." ”