On the way, the speed of the car is as fast as flying, and the scenery outside the window is trance and illusory. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Ding Qiu muttered to himself, playing Lao Tzu, if I am caught, Lao Tzu will definitely make you regret seeing me. In the silence, Ding Qiu's mobile phone message came, click to read, and the mysterious person revealed Ji Momo's location again, and the information was detailed and concise, which made the sinister and shrewd Ding Qiu very suspicious.

In the misty early morning, the car passed through the deserted streets of Yancheng, the street lights were faintly recognizable, but the sky was like stars and moons. The black Nissan business car drove through the streets and alleys like a ghost, speeding all the way along the junction of Dongtai City and Yancheng City.

Dongsha Island, a tourist resort hotel.

In the living room of the suite, Ji silently stared at the news online broadcast by Dragon TV, and his brows gradually furrowed. In the news, the host's language to the camera was concise and passionate, and as the camera shifted, the guest Hou Jiatang's modest and wise appearance focused on the camera. During the interview, the host asked sharp questions, so that Hou Jiatang answered seamlessly. He gave an argumentative explanation for the alleged false housing area, substandard project quality, and bribery of local officials in the Jinmahu No. 1 Villa in the western region, saying that it was just malicious slander by competitors. Near the end of the visit, Shi Xiaochen walked out of the bathroom in pajamas, wrapped his wet hair in a towel, and sat next to Ji Momo without any scruples. At the end of the interview, the host changed his words, but asked an inappropriate question, asking him that the death of Chairman Xin of Nanhua Group had led to the stranding of some of the group's overseas businesses, and that the candidates for the chairman of the group company and the shareholders' meeting defined by equity had all been postponed due to the death of Chairman Xin, and it seemed that the secret war within the group was fierce. Hou Jiatang smiled awkwardly, relaxed in a gentlemanly pretense, put down his left leg and cocked his right leg and said slowly. The question is very simple, the answer I have also clearly announced, the candidates for chairman will only be the two daughters of the eldest brother, I do have the most shares, but I have no heirs, in the future I will return to the mountain in a hundred years, my shares will be handed over to them. Those who take the opportunity to seek to seize power, I would like to advise you here, as long as I, Hou Jiatang, are still here, the Nanhua Group will definitely not change its name or surname.

At the end of the visit, Shi Xiaochen suddenly said to the TV, a sinister cat crying mouse. Ji was silently stunned, Shi Xiaochen pursed his lips and smiled, I bet that person is a wolf pretending to be a sheep, dangerous and insidious. Ji was silent, Shi Xiaochen was unimpressed, and at an embarrassing moment, Shi Xiaochen was vague, pretending to be shy, and changed the topic. Thank you for accompanying me through the painful memories, we are friends, you delayed your things to help me, I think, I want to help you too. Ji smiled silently and replied stupidly, you're welcome, those things can be regarded as praying for my mother's blessing. His eyes had no intention of peeping, but he caught a glimpse of Shi Xiaochen's sexy and revealing clothes, and he was busy coughing and reminding, saying that we are all friends, so what, the necessary image and scruples must also be maintained. Shi Xiaochen covered his mouth and snickered, saying I don't care, what are you afraid of. Can I eat you? Ji was silently deflated, busy explaining, and said no, you just fell out of love, if we are too close, it will inevitably make people chew the root of their tongues, saying that I took advantage of the void. Shi Xiaochen pretended to be angry and asked, "Can't you like me, or I can't like you?" However, before he finished speaking, Shi Xiaochen knew that he was speechless, covered his face and shut up, turned around and fled into the bedroom.

In Beijing's Fourth Ring Road, Hu Moteng drove and parked and walked into the business club.

In the VIP room, Wu Baobao waited for a long time, and on the massage chair, the technician skillfully rubbed and massaged. On the back, the mirror-like skin reflected the back of Hu Moteng, and neither side spoke, waiting for the right opportunity. (To be continued.) )