Meng Jin'an took the phone off his ear and looked at the screen again.

She was so flustered just now that she mistook this number for the casino guys.

She knew that the severed finger must have been done by someone from the casino, after all, Zheng Shujuan was still in their hands, but she was not sure if it was Zheng Shujuan's finger.

Meng Jinan didn't dare to call the police at all, she knew that the power behind the casino owner was extremely huge.

The consequences of calling the police are nothing more than going through the motions, the gains outweigh the losses, and she will be in a commotion, and she must have suffered when she settles accounts afterwards.

After all, she is the young grandmother of the Cen family, and I am afraid that she will be swept out of the house by Zhang Xueru at that time, and the Cen family will have no place for her.

Although it is now under the same fence, it can be regarded as a place to live.

"It's you, what's the matter with me?"

Meng Jinan immediately changed his tone and replied calmly.

Cen Yuansheng's crazy appearance of the dog man this morning resurfaced in her mind.

Bet on the wrong bet? Isn't he Cen Yuansheng also surnamed Cen?

Who would have thought that she had slept with the future new head of the Cen Group?

Thinking of this, Meng Jinxin actually had a hint of darkness in his heart, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

Since God gave her a choice, why not cherish the opportunity?

"Miss Meng, can you come out of the back door of the hotel? There are some things that Cen always asked me to hand over to you. ”

Wu Zhen's voice pulled Meng Jin'an back to reality.

Meng Jin'an couldn't understand what medicine Cen Yuansheng was selling in the gourd now.

But she didn't have time to care about that much.

The things that Zhang Xueru asked her to take from Cen Yuansheng hadn't arrived yet, and she couldn't let go of this insidious poisonous snake, even if she knew that she was going to be bitten by him.

"Okay, I'll be right here."

Meng Jin'an hid the box containing the severed finger, walked briskly through the staff passage from the hotel kitchen, and came to the back door of the hotel.

Autumn in Mori City is often cloudy and rainy.

By noon, the temperature seemed to be cooler than in the morning, and a drizzle of rain was wafting in the air.

The so-called autumn rain and cold.

Meng Jin'an felt the cold air spread from the ground to his body.

She couldn't help but shudder, and the soreness on her body reminded her that that dog man was really unusual.

The words she said in Cen Yuansheng's office were obviously to provoke him, could it be that he was going to take revenge on himself?

After all, men care a lot about that kind of evaluation.

Whatever? One step at a time is one step at a time.

A black Maybach stopped in the shade of an inconspicuous tree and did not turn off.

Meng Jin'an recognized the license plate number, it was Cen Yuansheng's, yes.

The double-row chimney at the rear of the car is emitting exhaust fumes.

There was a few bits of rain on the single-sided glass, and the deep black reflected her slender and thin figure.

Meng Jin'an's eyes smiled, focusing on the back seat glass of the car.

Although she couldn't see inside, she was still sweating, and she had a gut feeling that someone in the back row must be staring at her.

The door of the cab opened, and Wu Zhen, who was dressed in gray and leather shoes, got out of the car and walked towards her with long legs.

"Miss Meng, this is something that our President Cen gave you."

Wu Zhen handed Meng Jinan a brown paper document bag.

Meng Jinan withdrew his gaze from Wu Zhen and unconsciously glanced at the car window.

Cen Yuansheng's handsome and gloomy face automatically appeared in her mind.

He must be behind that glass at the moment, looking at himself and sneering.

Meng Jin'an stretched out his hand to take the document bag, and slightly hooked his lips towards the car, "Please send it over in person, thank you for me, Mr. Cen." ”

Meng Jin'an took the things and turned around and left.

Wu Zhen's gaze followed the woman's figure away, stayed for a moment and returned to the cab.

"Mr. Cen, it's been handed over to Miss Meng."

After Wu Zhen closed the car door, he reported to the man in the back seat.

"What did she say?"

Suddenly, a man's deep voice came from the back row, as cold as it came from the cellar floor.

"Mr. Cen, Miss Meng just said thank you, nothing else."

Wu Zhen looked into the endoscope while fastening his seat belt.

Cen Yuansheng, who was black, wearing sunglasses, and was cold, was in a bad mood today, and he knew it from the morning.

The obvious tooth mark in his Adam's apple was left by Miss Meng this morning, because he didn't see it last night.

Miss Meng is really a ruthless person, these two people are opponents, right? Wu Zhen secretly scolded himself.

"You don't have to go back to the company, go to the shooting gallery."

Cen Yuansheng said coldly, there was a faint pain in his right leg and knee, which was a sign of a change in the sky, and it had been with him for more than ten years.

"Mr. Cen, your legs ......"

Wu Zhen has followed him for many years, and this time he came back with him from abroad to serve as his assistant and bodyguard, so he naturally understands his situation.

"Don't be verbose!"

Cen Yuansheng's sideburns and muscles were violent, and there was a rattling sound between his knuckled fingers, and the whole person was intimidatingly cold.

Wu Zhen didn't dare to say anything more, and the car quickly drove away from the Muyun Hotel.