In Sioux City, late at night, a helicopter landed on the tarmac on the top floor of a six-star hotel.

Su Junhuai was already waiting underneath, and there was a beautiful woman standing beside him.

A handsome gentleman, the jade tree is in the wind, a curvy person, gentle and smart, whoever sees it must sigh in his heart, a good couple is natural.

Rong Chuqin got off the helicopter and saw them at a glance.

"Jun Huai, this is you..."

Su Junhuai interrupted him with two light coughs, and immediately introduced them: "This is Sang Lu, and this is Rong Chuqin." ”

"Hello, I have heard of the name for a long time, Miss Sang." Rong Chuqin took the initiative to say hello, and his gaze only stayed on her face very gentlemanly.

"Hello, Mr. Rong, I don't dare to be, you are still more famous, and I often see your news on hot searches."

Rong Chuqin's old face turned red, and his news was not a good thing.

As if seeing his embarrassment, Sang Lu hurriedly said: "But Jun Huai told me about you and your wife, I think Mr. Rong's trick to capture the old indulgence and finally hold the beauty is very clever." ”

"Huh." Rong Chuqin was embarrassed.

Su Junhuai pointed inside and said, "Mr. Sang is waiting for you in the room, let's go quickly, it's important to save people." ”

"Hmm."

Rong Chuqin didn't bring many people, only Shen Kuo and Tang Qian.

The police in the capital remained in the capital and were in constant contact with the police on the Sioux side of the city.

Although there is the help of the police, Rong Chuqin knows that in Sioux City, there is a person who is more powerful than the police.

In the presidential suite, Sang Huaizhi has been meditating cross-legged on the floor mat in the study.

His hair is not short, combed back uniformly, tied a pigtail at the back of his head, and his body is dressed in a natural color shirt with a mulberry linen texture, looking like a person with personality and very casual.

His appearance is excellent, if he is 20 years younger, he may be on par with Rong Chuqin.

Hearing the sound of the door opening outside, he slowly opened his eyes.

Rong Chuqin and the others hurried in.

Sang Lu knocked on the door of the study and said, "Dad, Mr. Rong is here." ”

Soon, Sang Huaizhi came out of the study.

Rong Chuqin immediately greeted him, nodded and said, "Mr. Sang, I'm really sorry to bother you so late." It's just that my wife was kidnapped and brought to Sioux City, and I'm really anxious. ”

Sang Huaizhi glanced at him up and down, and said something that people couldn't understand, "Well, you seem to be much more affectionate and righteous than your father." ”

“？”

"Don't be in a hurry, I've already ordered it to go down, and I believe there will be news soon."

"Thank you."

Sang Huaizhi asked again: "Is your mother in good health lately?" ”

"My parents are now growing tea in Nancheng, and they are all very good."

"Oh? Your dad actually took her to do the hard work of growing tea? It's too unusual. ”

"She doesn't need to do it, my dad hired workers." ”

"Hey, your mother was really blind back then, she was deceived by your father, if she followed me, I..." ”

That's too obvious "something".

Sang Lu: "Dad, Mr. Rong is in a hurry to die because of Mrs. Rong's disappearance, don't say these old words, help him find someone first." ”

Sang Huaizhi: "I have already ordered it to go down." ”

Sang Lu: "Then you urge again, look at Mr. Rong, you are about to cry." ”

Sang Huaizhi: "Are you crying?" ”

Shifting his gaze to Rong Chuqin's face, Rong Chuqin was stunned for a moment and blinked, "Do you need me to squeeze out two tears?" ”