Chapter Twenty-Six: Chasing His Wife for a Thousand Miles
Yan Wan'er, you'd better stop doing things that are sorry for Junxi! Otherwise, even if Junxi can't bear to do it, I won't let you go. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Looking at the photos from his subordinates, Su Siqi squinted his peach blossom eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on Qingjun's face, although he was smiling, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
In the photo, Yan Wan'er is handing something to a man in a black trench coat. Maybe it's the angle, the 'obsessed' look on the face of the man in the black trench coat was photographed clearly......
As for who this man in the black trench coat is, he will always find out!
Wen Junxi naturally didn't know what Su Siqi didn't finish. In his opinion, as long as Yan Wan'er's whereabouts can be found, everything else can be completely ignored.
Although a heart has already flown thousands of miles away, as the president of the group, he is not allowed to be like a hairy young man, who wants rain when he sees the wind.
After explaining the work in an orderly manner, Wen Junxi hurriedly walked out of the Kunpeng Building.
Although the president of Wenda is gone, Xiao Hui and other subordinates still have to work overtime, but without the low air pressure, everyone feels that their breathing is a lot easier, and their mood is also happy.
Even overtime. It seems that it's not so annoying anymore.
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It was already dark, and there was no moon or stars tonight. At first glance, it is as if you have fallen into a dark world.
On the highway to Yancheng, a silver-white Rolls-Royce luxury car sped through the dark night. The lights of the car pierced the night like a sharp sword, but in an instant, the sword turned into a series of weak shadows and disappeared into the endless darkness.
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In the blink of an eye, Yan Wan'er has been living in Zhang Gang's house for a week, and for this generous, but surprisingly good Yan Wan'er, Zhang Gang's mother-in-law wishes she would stay for a few more days.
Zhang Gang, who was taciturn, saw that Yan Wan'er was depressed, and after getting along for a few days, Zhang Gang was no longer as restrained as he was at the beginning, he thought about it and said: "The night is extremely dark tonight, if nothing else, there should be fog on the sea tomorrow." ”
"Brother Zhang, is this true?" Although Yan Wan'er seems to be calm these days, she is faintly uneasy in her heart.
This is a tourist area, where people come and go, and there is an endless stream.
Although it is convenient for her to hide her traces, once she is discovered by a killer hiding in the shadows, it is easier to hurt the innocent if she does it on the spot.
Yan Wan'er doesn't know if the killer in this world has a moral bottom line, in case she kills someone else. With such cause and effect, it will also be an obstacle on her path to cultivating immortals.
Yan Wan'er decided to go to sea again tomorrow to investigate, no matter whether this trip could be fruitful or not, she would go to the next stop - Shushan.
"Miss Yan, why don't you go to sea with me tomorrow, although I had no intention of breaking in last time, but I have been fishing at sea for more than ten years, so I must be familiar with this sea area."
"It's fine, but it will delay your fishing." Yan Wan'er thought for a while, and then said, "If Uncle Zhang really wants to take me to sea, then I will pay you five hundred for the sea." ”
As soon as Zhang Gang heard this, he was about to open his mouth to refuse.
Yan Wan'er said again: "If Uncle Zhang doesn't want this money, then I'm embarrassed to delay your time." ”
Since coming to Earth, Yan Wan'er has understood the importance of money to this world. Seeing that Zhang Gang's family seems to be very poor, Yan Wan'er is not short of a few hundred yuan, so she will naturally not be stingy.
"This ......" Zhang Gang looked at his mother-in-law hesitantly.
"It's decided! Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, good night. Yan Wan'er stood up, turned around and entered the side room.
"This girl has a good look and a good heart. Blessed should a man marry her? Mrs. Zhang Gang looked at Yan Wan'er's back with a look of envy.
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