didn't expect the thief to be so bold, Song Zhiyuan was stunned for two seconds, and hurriedly pulled out his legs to chase after him.

While chasing, he shouted in English, "You can take the cash in your wallet, please leave your documents!"

This is not domestic, and if the document is lost, it will be troublesome.

But the thief ran forward without looking back, as if he had not heard.

There is a huge disparity in physical strength between men and women, even if Song Zhiyuan is wearing flat shoes, he can't catch up at all, and can only watch the thief run away.

She stopped, squatted down slowly with her hands on her knees, helplessly watching the thief getting farther and farther away, and suddenly wanted to cry.

It's not because I have to go back to China to apply for documents, and I'm afraid of trouble back and forth.

Instead, he was afraid that after returning to China, he would meet Zhou Qichuan.

She wasn't ready to meet again.

"Ma'am, is this your bag?"

Just when Song Zhiyuan decided to accept his fate, a slightly panting male voice suddenly came from above his head.

She looked up and was met with a pair of gentle brown eyes.

Black and yellow skin, is Asian.

Song Zhiyuan quickly stood up, looked at the white bag in the man's hand, and said gratefully, "It's mine, thank you!"

"Can you prove it?" The man asked again, full of gentlemen.

Song Zhiyuan nodded, "There's a light gray wallet in it, and my documents are in it."

She thought that the man would open her bag and verify her words.

But the other party just smiled and handed her the bag directly, "Be careful next time, there is a commercial street next to it, and there are many people with unclean hands and feet nearby."

Song Zhiyuan took the bag, immediately took out the wallet inside, opened it, and took out his ID card to show him.

The man looked at it, a little surprised, "Chinese?"

Listening to his very fluent Chinese, Song Zhiyuan was a little surprised, and asked in Chinese, "Mr. is also Chinese?"

"Half counted." The man glanced at the time, "It's not early, do you need me to send you back?"

Song Zhiyuan shook his head and smiled gratefully at him, "Please wait for me, five minutes."

After the words fell, she hurriedly trotted towards the café not far away with her bag.

Looking at the man's dress, words and deeds, the family background must be good, and Song Zhiyuan is worried that thanking people with money will make people feel insulted.

Ordering two lattes, she paid as fast as she could, and walked out of the coffee shop.

But on the side of the road, there is no man in sight.

Seeing that her eyes looked left and right as if she was looking for someone, the girl waiting for the bus next to her kindly reminded, "Just now a gentleman said that if a lady with an oriental face comes to him and asks me to convey it on his behalf, he will leave first if he has something to do, and you don't have to be polite about a little thing."

"Okay, thank you." Song Zhiyuan nodded and handed her a latte.

The girl thanked her with joy and sighed, "If you are destined, you will see you again."

Goodbye? Song Zhiyuan didn't think so.

Lun Dun is so big, it is not easy to meet someone again.

But if she saw him again, she would definitely say thank you to him. In these days, there are so few enthusiastic people who are willing to meddle in their own affairs.

Soon, the bus that Song Zhiyuan was waiting for arrived.

She waved goodbye to the girl, and when she got into the car, she caught a glimpse of some people hurrying in one direction.

Rushing home, she didn't have the heart to watch the excitement, and got into the car without hesitation.

When Zhou Qichuan heard about it, two hours had passed since Song Zhiyuan was robbed.

"Boss, I'm to blame for this, I asked Brother Zhuo not to tell you for the time being." He Wu took the initiative to admit punishment.

Since Song Zhiyuan went abroad, Zhou Qichuan has not slept early for a few days, and he was busy until one or two o'clock in the morning last night.

So when the four o'clock London side called the cross-border phone, the two chose to conceal the report at the same time.

Zhuo Mu followed and said, "Boss, don't listen to his nonsense, he doesn't know about it at all."

Zhou Qichuan glanced at the two of them, his expression was light

"What about people?"

"It's a habitual thief.,Randomly selected target.,Attacking my wife is simply because I think Oriental women are petite and can't outrun him." Halfway through his words, Zhuo Mu was already angry.

The person whose boss was afraid of knocking in the palm of his hand was bullied by a foreigner.

It's a clear slap in the face!

Recalling Song Zhiyuan's rarely squeamish side when he was with him before, Zhou Qichuan couldn't help but lift the corners of his lips, "It's quite delicate."

"Boss?" Zhuo Mu also thought that he was hallucinating.

Is his boss laughing?

Thinking of the word "very delicate" in Zhou Qichuan's mouth just now, Zhuo Mu understood in seconds, "Don't worry, boss, I'll call the brother over there, cut off one of his legs and send him in."

Zhou Qichuan nodded expressionlessly and asked, "How is Yang Mingyu's contact there?"

"MT Group is very interested in our letter of intent and would like to make an appointment with you. and the Yixin Group of the Chinese Shijia also expressed their intention to cooperate, and the information is in the mailbox."

"The Shi family?" Zhou Qichuan twisted his eyebrows slightly, opened the notebook, and manipulated the mouse to click on the files in the mailbox.

He has an impression of the Shi family.

At first, he made his fortune as a garment maker during the golden age of the business boom, but later his family emigrated overseas, seized the opportunity to import into China, and established a trading company in the country.

After years of development, real estate, hotel catering, and even tourism have been involved.

Yixin Group has invested in several large shopping malls in London, and the shops in the prime location of the industry are one of the main reasons why Shijia stands tall in the local business district.

Even if you want to cooperate, Zhuoyuan is also going for this.

"Boss, do you need to arrange a trip?" Zhuo Mu waited for Zhou Qichuan to see it almost before he tentatively spoke.

He thought that Zhou Qichuan would take this opportunity to go to London and Dun openly.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for two whole months, and he didn't know if he had lived like a year in these two months, anyway, he and He Wu were dying of sorrow.

Even if you are an iron person, you can't plunge your head into work all day long, right?

Mrs. Ren studies so seriously, and she also knows that the lights will be turned off at 10 o'clock at night when she combines work and rest!

Under Zhuo Mu's expectant gaze, Zhou Qichuan closed his notebook, "Yixin Group is very sincere, so Yang Mingyu can try to contact him."

"Boss, what about MT?" Zhuo Mu asked again.

MT is a well-established local company with a good reputation and is also very popular in the local area.

Combined with what he just saw, Zhou Qichuan said pertinently, "Stable enough, but not determined to innovate. In the current market, if you don't advance, you will retreat."

Knowing that he had no intentions, Zhuo Mu didn't mention TM, and turned a corner, "Since the boss is interested in Yixin Group, why don't you go and see it on the spot?"

Zhou Qichuan's handsome eyebrows twisted slightly, "Don't go, it's not a deal."

Zhuo Mu, "......"

Boss, do you want to hear what you're talking about?

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