Mu Ziqian rushed to Pangjiang City, and the people led by Zhou Qiliang also arrived at the same time, and the people of Longhutang searched the streets and alleys until they heard about Qiu Jinghao and Ming Jin's descent from a ground stall.

Mu Ziqian leaned in front of the car and smoked, the sunlight shining from behind him, enveloping the tall figure, and the man's face was generally hidden in the shadows, generally exposed to the light.

Someone sent two sets of clothes to him, "Mr. Mu, this is the clothes that the young grandmother and the little master left behind." Another person came up, "Mr. Mu, this is the clothes purchased by the young grandmother, and she and the young master left in this body." ”

Mu Ziqian didn't move, took a deep breath of cigarette, and looked coldly at the clothes that the two took off.

Okay, Qiu Jing is good, you are learning more and more exquisite in disguise.

Zhou Qiliang took a step forward, "Mr. Mu, our people have gone to various traffic entrances and exits to look for them, and there will be news of them soon." ”

Mu Ziqian lowered his head and smoked, his face gloomy, "Find it quickly." ”

At the same time, a red taxi was driving on the road, Qiu Jinghao lowered the brim of Ming Jin's hat, and pulled her long hair together, covering the side of her face, she lowered her head, and looked behind the car from time to time.

I was sure that there was no car following, and I guessed a little relieved.

Just when Qiu Jing thought she had gotten rid of Mu Ziqian's power, a row of black cars crossed the opposite road, blocking the taxi road.

The driver has been working in a line for many years, and when he looked at the posture in front of him, he felt that it was not good, and shouted in a low voice: "It's not good, I have encountered a robbery in front." ”

Qiu Jing looked for prestige and said hurriedly: "Turn around quickly." ”

The experienced taxi driver made a sharp turn, turning the front of the car towards the road it had come from.

But he didn't drive far, he stepped on the brake with one foot on the accelerator, and in the car, the driver stared at the row of guns opposite him with a panicked expression, trembling with fright.

Qiu Jinghao, who was in the back row, looked cold, covered Ming Jin's eyes with his hand, and whispered: "Ming Jin, no matter what happens for a while, don't make a sound." ”

The child nodded, "Hmm." ”

The person on the other side approached them with a gun, and the driver was so frightened that he was about to cry, and Qiu Jinghao put shǒu jī on his knee and pressed the alarm diàn huà.

The moment Diàn Huà was connected, Qiu Jing was just about to speak, the gun shattered the car glass, and the deafening gunfire made her deaf for a while, and there was a sharp buzzing sound in her ears.

The driver sitting in front was so frightened that he shouted loudly, held his head, and begged for mercy again and again.

Ming Jin trembled in her arms, and Qiu Jing hugged him tightly.

The cold muzzle of the gun passed through the broken glass of the car and pointed at Qiu Jinghao's head, "Get out of the car!"

She licked her lips, the car door on Ming Jin's side was opened, the child was roughly dragged out, Qiu Jing rushed over and hugged Ming Jin, and shouted at the man: "Don't touch him!"

Qiu Jing got out of the car with Ming Jin in her arms, the child was in her arms, and her eyes were quiet.

She looked at these people coldly and snorted, "What's the matter? Mu Ziqian is about to send our mother and son on the road?"

The other party was a blackface, with a gun pointed at two people, and there were two other people behind him, also with guns in their hands, facing them.

"Come with us. The black-faced man said coldly.

Qiu Jing glanced at the other party, "The child doesn't understand anything, let him go, I'll go with you." ”

"Don't ink!" the black-faced man put a gun on her shoulder, "Let's go!"

Qiu Jing moved and was forced to take Ming Jin away, and before leaving, Qiu Jing looked back at the driver in the cab.

"It's nothing to do with him, let him go. ”

The man smiled sadly, "It's better to take care of yourself." ”

After speaking, only to hear a gunshot, Qiu Jinghao frowned, and as soon as the wind passed, the strong smell of blood filled her nose.

She glared at the black-faced men fiercely, and the anger in her eyes wanted to burn them.

The door of the black business car opened, and Qiu Jinghao and Ming Jin were pushed in, and after sitting in the car, the top of their heads was covered with a hood.

The people of Longhutang turned Pangjiang City upside down, and they didn't find the mother and son until night.

Mu Ziqian's patience was completely exhausted, he had a gloomy face, and said, "If you can't find anyone, don't rest anyone." ”

After determining that there was no trace of Qiu Jinghao in Panjiang City, Mu Ziqian returned to Huan City by car.

Aunt Wen heard the sound of the car, and went out to pick up people with a smile, "Young Master" looked behind him, the car was empty, and asked suspiciously, "What about the young grandmother and the little young master?"

Mu Ziqian looked at her, didn't say a word, and walked into the villa quickly with a black face.

Fu Feiyang hurriedly walked over and whispered to Aunt Wen's ear, "Young Grandma took Little Young Master and left again." ”

Aunt Wen chuckled, "This"

Fu Feiyang hurriedly persuaded: "Be quiet, Mr. Mu is upset, don't mention it." ”

Aunt Wen nodded, "Got it." ”

"You go and prepare something to eat for Mr. Mu, he hasn't eaten since noon. Fu Feiyang explained.

"Good. Aunt Wen turned around and entered the villa.

After going upstairs, Mu Ziqian went directly into the bedroom, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa.

He walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of foreign wine, opened it and poured a glass.

A glass of wine, he poured it with his head held high, but this strong wine could not calm the irritability in his heart.

After drinking most of the wine, there was a knock on the door, and Mu Ziqian answered, "Come in." ”

Aunt Wen pushed open the door, "Young Master, you're ready for supper." ”

Mu Ziqian waved his hand, "Don't eat." ”

Aunt Wen walked in and stood beside Mu Ziqian, "Young Master, if you don't eat or drink, your stomach will have a problem." ”

Mu Ziqian directly discarded the glass, picked up the bottle and drank it, and Aunt Wen hurriedly went up and snatched the bottle down.

"Young master, you can't drink like this, it hurts your body. ”

"I know what to do. Mu Ziqian snatched the wine back from her hand.

Aunt Wen has been serving here since the establishment of Nanfeng Garden, and she naturally knows Mu Ziqian's temperament well.

If he wanted to do something, even eight horses wouldn't be able to pull it back, not to mention that he was still in trouble.

It's just that she can't figure out why the two of them, who were fine before leaving, suddenly fell out because of something.

Aunt Wen exited the room, muttering as she walked, what could make a woman run away with her child.

After looking for a day and a night, Mu Ziqian almost didn't sleep all night, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and when he went to work the next day, the whole person's state seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black fog all the time.

Some shrewd staff can avoid and avoid it, and the spirit is highly stressed, so that they do not make mistakes in their work.

Because, in today's state of Mr. Mu, if anyone provokes him, there is only one end, roll up and leave.

Mu Ziqian's face was dark, his body was low, and he said coldly to Lu Zeyuan in the inner line: "Let the treasurer roll to my office immediately!"

Lu Zeyuan frowned, "Yes." ”

hung up the inside line, he pinched a handful of sweat for the treasurer, and when he called him diàn huà, he also gave him a few special words.

After the treasurer received Diàn Huà, the whole person was panicked, standing in front of the door of the president's office, holding the doorknob and trembling.

Lu Zeyuan walked over, "It's all dead horizontally and vertically, no matter how much you spend here, it's useless, go in." ”

The treasurer turned around, and he was about to cry with his expression, and his eyes obviously conveyed a sentence: Are you so persuasive?

In the end, after a long mental struggle, the financial director knocked on the door of the president's office, and when the door closed, Lu Zeyuan heard a crackling sound inside, followed by the financial director wailing loudly: "Mr. Mu, give me another chance, I still have a family to wait for me to raise."

Lu Zeyuan helped his forehead with a headache, returned to his desk, and started working, he must not make a mistake today, and it is still a very low-level mistake, if Mu Ziqian finds out, he will not be soft on him.

Half an hour later, the financial director with a declining face walked out of the president's office, Lu Ze was far away from his eyes, and the person seemed to have rolled around from hell, and the whole person's mental state was sluggish.

Looking at the treasurer who left with his shoulders drooping, Lu Zeyuan sighed silently.

Mu Ziqian leaned back in his chair, the fire in his heart had nowhere to vent, the person had disappeared for almost two days, but he had no news at all.

At that time, shǒu jī sounded, Mu Ziqian picked it up and looked at it, and the number belonged to Italy.

Press the answering point, put it in your ear, "Hey." "The voice was low and gloomy.

"Mr. Mu, it's not a good mood to listen to your voice. ”

Mu Ziqian's eyes moved slightly, "Barcelato, you call me diàn huà, don't you listen to how I feel?"

In the microphone, the other party's deep smile came.

Mu Ziqian pressed the record button, "Say, did you agree to cooperate?"

"Of course. "Barceltato has a pleasant voice.

Mu Ziqian's dark eyes lit up, "When is the transaction?"

"There's no rush to this. He paused, "I have an old friend of yours, would you like to talk about it?"

Mu Ziqian frowned, old friend?

"Who?"

"You know when you hear her. Barcelato moved Diàn Huà to the other person's ear and smiled meaningfully, "Say it." ”

The woman's eyes were calm, her face was indifferent, and she looked at the shǒu jī handed over with an expressionless face.

"Say yes. "Barcelato's sinister lips.

Mu Ziqian didn't wait for the voice of his old friend, and only listened to Barceltato singing a one-man show.

Suddenly, a crisp slap sound came from the microphone, although it was short and weak, but Mu Ziqian's nerves instantly tensed.

"Say!" Barcelato's voice was vicious, shǒu jī close to the ear.

Mu Ziqian's eyes narrowed, his hands clenched into fists, and asked, "Is it you?"

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of the mouth of the person on the other end of the diàn huà, his cheeks were red and swollen, and he stared at Barceltato with a straight gaze.

"Don't say it, I'll kill you right now!" he pulled out shǒu qiāng and put it against Qiu Jinghao's forehead, and when Barcelato saw that her face was fearless, he turned around with his gun turned around and pointed at Ming Jin: "Still don't say it?"

Qiu Jinghao's pupils were slightly stunned, closed her eyes, and said, "It's me." ”

Her voice was shaking, but at that time, Mu Ziqian's heart trembled even more.

"Did he beat you?" asked Mu Ziqian.

Qiu Jing tugged at the corners of her mouth sarcastically, "Do you still care about this now?"

"Be quiet, don't be too angry. Mu Ziqian said solemnly.

She didn't answer the rhetorical question, her voice was cold, "My value is just a means you used to take away the autumn products?"

Mu Ziqian swallowed, ""

His silence was interpreted as acquiescence.

Shao Kun's text message to Mu Ziqian was: Qiu Jing's will and the authorization transfer letter for Qiu Pin Manufacturing have been prepared, and they can be executed as planned today. You should also consider the issue of Mingjin as early as possible, and the children also enjoy the right to inheritance.

Good.

Very good.

Very good!

Qiu Jing felt a pain in her heart like a pinprick, and continued to ask: "What does Qiu Pin represent in your plan?"

Mu Ziqian's lips tightened into a straight line.

"Let me make a bold guess, you drug trafficking, underground black market, need a way to launder illegal black money, is Qiu Pin your guilty lamb?"

Mu Ziqian closed his eyes, "Be quiet, don't say it." ”

Qiu Jing smiled suddenly, "Mu Ziqian, you won." You lied to me!"

You made me believe in you and made me love you, but in the end, you lied to me.

You taught me how to be loved, how to be loved, but you also taught me how to hate!