Chapter 1 The Comers Are Not Good
After the last part "Becoming Mrs. Sakarov" was written, there was always a feeling of unfinished business, and I was a little uneasy about the ending, so I planned to write a second part, but the ending of the first part was modified. At the end of the first part, the male protagonist - Sergei Sakalov was written to death, intending to resurrect him. This article began in the spring of 2020 when Sergei took Yao Jingjing to Siberia on vacation and returned.
It is said that since Sergei took Yao Jingjing to Siberia to climb the mountain and confessed to Yao Jingjing at the top of the mountain, since then, Sergei no longer calls Yao Jingjing 'Lilia', but calls her Chinese name 'Jingjing', which makes Yao Jingjing very happy, and the relationship between the two is like glue, even more so than before.
I thought that life would get better and better, but I didn't expect that there would be unforeseen circumstances!
In June, on this morning, a group of uninvited guests suddenly came to the manor, these people were wearing police uniforms and armed with guns across their waists, surrounding the three-story villa of the manor, and Sergei's bodyguards were also controlled.
Yao Jingjing and Sergei, who were in the bedroom on the second floor, looked at the police cars and a large number of policemen outside through the window, Yao Jingjing panicked, but Sergei looked much calmer, he knew that this day would come sooner or later.
"Sergey, what's going on? How could so many police officers come? Yao Jingjing grabbed Sergei's arm, and she was terrified.
Sergei grabbed Yao Jingjing's shoulders and comforted: "Don't be afraid, it's okay." ”
Yao Jingjing didn't know what was going on, but she had a hunch that something was wrong, she was worried about Sergei, and it was obvious that these policemen were coming for Sergei. The two of them didn't think much about it, so they left the bedroom and went downstairs.
In the hall on the first floor, the butlers, the maids led by Vera and the bodyguards led by Ivan, were all standing on one side, and everyone was worried about the boss and their future.
Sergei and Yao Jingjing walked downstairs and caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man in a black suit standing in the center of the hall, unlike the other policemen, he was not wearing a uniform, presumably he was the head of these policemen. At the same time, the middle-aged man also looked at Sergei and his wife.
"Hello, which department are you from? Why did you storm my estate? Sergei asked the middle-aged man.
The man stepped forward, looked Sergei and Yao Jingjing up and down, and did not answer, but asked rhetorically: "Are you Sergei?" This is Mrs. Sergei? ”
"Exactly, who are you? What are you doing at my house? In fact, Sergei roughly guessed the identity of the other party, and also knew the reason for his appearance here.
The man took out his ID, motioned to Sergey, and said, "My name is Matvey, and I am from the Federal Security Service. ”
Hearing about the FSB as an agency, Sergei's heart sank, and he knew that he was doomed today.
Sergei's expression was unusual, which was keenly captured by Matvey, and he said: "Mr. Sergei, I know that you are a famous oil tycoon in Russia, and arresting you in public here will also damage your reputation, why don't we find a quiet place to talk?" ”
"Okay, come with me to the study. On the second floor. ”
Sergei turned around and was about to leave, Yao Jingjing grabbed his hand in a panic and called, "Sergei, where are you going?" Yao Jingjing couldn't understand the Russian conversation between Sergei and Matvey just now, and when she saw the documents that Matvi took out, she also knew that this person had a big background, and she panicked even more.
Sergei stroked Yao Jingjing's frightened cheek and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'm not going anywhere, I'll take him to the study to talk, be good, wait for me here." ”
Yao Jingjing's anxious heart eased slightly, she nodded, and let go of Sergei's hand.
Sergey led Matvi to his study and poured him a cup of coffee.
Matvey walked around the study and sighed, "You have a lot of books here!" ”
"Okay, there are about a few hundred copies."