Chapter 942 I'm Going to See Her

Chapter 942 I'm going to see her

Jiang Nuan ended the call with Jiang Ningyuan, took a deep breath, and then came to reply to Adair's email.

First, she thanked Adair for his advice and said she would follow his advice. Then, she told Adair that she had come to south africa. Now that the fusion boutique hotel in Poirot quarner was staying at the hotel, she recalled having dinner with her father and daughter more than three years ago.

Jiang Nuan submitted the email and stretched. Perhaps because she slept in the car this afternoon, she was not tired after the long journey.

She originally wanted to write an email to old Mr. Master ching, but she gave up on the idea when she thought he said he wasn't familiar with the internet.

It was more than four in the morning in Bincheng, so it must be rude to call someone, so she took out her phone and sent Master ching a message to tell him that she was safe.

After all this, Huo Weiwu came in and said when he saw her:

"The car has been arranged. The taxi that the hotel helped to contact has an operating company and is safe and secure."

Jiang Nuan nodded.

"Well, you should go and rest. It's too late today. We still have to leave early tomorrow morning."

"Yes, madam, you should rest early too."

Huo Weiwu looked at the computer and then said,

"Don't keep looking at the news on the internet. Many of them are just rumors. They're unreliable."

"I know. Go back to your room."

Jiang nuan nodded and motioned for huo weiwu to go back to the next room.

Fusion boutique hotel is the only five-star hotel in Poirot quarner with a five-star safety factor, so there's no need to worry about safety.

So when she asked for a room, she didn't ask huo weiwu for a suite. Instead, she asked for two single rooms. One was that she wanted to stay alone for a night, and the other was that there was a discount on the single room tonight.

Wenren Zhen turned on his computer and clicked on his email in the same dirty slum in Poirot quarner.

When he saw the email from Jiang Nuan, he was shocked. She had come to south africa and was staying at the fusion boutique hotel in Poirot quarner.

God, why is she so disobedient? Who told her to come here for nothing?

This email was originally from Adair, the father of Alice, Jiang Nuan's goddaughter in the united states. He had thought that if something happened to him in south africa, Jiang Nuan would definitely send an email to Adair for help.

So when he left Paris for south africa, he specifically asked Adair for this email.

And he had been in south africa for so long, except for that night when he called Jiang Nuan to tell him he was safe, he had been using Adair's email to contact Jiang Nuan.

And his wife Jiang Nuan, until now, didn't know that he was directing her, and thought that Adair was helping her out.

Originally, he didn't want to show up so early, because some people had not yet fully emerged, and when the Sheng Hong shareholders'meeting, those people felt that the time was ripe for them to come out.

But now that jiang nuan came to south africa, he couldn't help but worry about what would happen to her when she went to the chromium mine.

Even if Li Mingxuan Wenren Jing and Cai Si were both in the mine, the place was too dangerous, and the man from cloud city had always been ruthless, not to mention Cheng Yuner was in the mine.

Of course, he knew that Li Mingxuan Wenren Jing and Cai Tianyou would both protect Jiang Nuan, but there were times when there was negligence in protecting Jiang Nuan.

With this in mind, he could no longer sit still. He quickly turned off his computer, got up, pulled his coat on, opened the door and was about to walk out.

The sound of him opening the door startled Song from the other room in the same room. Song immediately ran out and looked at him in his coat and exclaimed.

"President, it's so late. It's eleven o' clock. Where do you want?"

Wenren Zhen and he rarely went out after living here, and their food was also cooked by the hourly workers. Of course, the hourly workers would bring food over, and they would count the money for the hourly workers.

He was the only one who would occasionally go out disguised, but still kept a low profile, even changing himself to look less like himself, like a homeless man in his forties.

After all, this place was a slum, and if he left in a suit, he would be suspected, and then - maybe Yuncheng's people would find out.

Although the mine collapsed, the collapsed mine had not been dug to the end. No one could guarantee that yuncheng would doubt it. Anyway, it would be better to be safe.

"Jiang nuan is in south africa. She's at the fusion boutique hotel in Poirot quarner."

Wenren Zhen said in a hurried tone:

"I'm going to meet her."

"But it's too risky,"

Song couldn't help but remind him:

"Fusion boutique hotel is a five-star hotel, the safest hotel in Poirot quarner. You have to check in and out. Don't you reveal your identity when you check in?"

"Then what should we do?"

Wenren Zhen could not help but get anxious and frowned slightly.

"It shouldn't be that easy to find out. The security guard only registered visitors, and I didn't register for accommodation. I only said to find friends, and the security guard's visiting records were rarely noticed, unless something big happened, the visiting records would be checked."

"That's what I said,"

Song shook his head and said worriedly,

"But I think it's better to be careful, after all... If Yuncheng finds out that you're not under the mine and that madam is here, the chairman and madam in Bincheng will be in danger, and the Sheng Hong will be in chaos, and all our previous work will be wasted."

"I can't control that much,"

Wenren Zhen shook his head and said,

"I have to see her, or she will be in great danger if she goes to the chromium mine alone. I can't let her be in danger again."

He recalled that three years ago, jiang nuan was set up by someone, and that time, the couple had split up.

Cheng Yuner and Yuncheng were both very good at acting. Back then, he was no match for them. Besides, Jiang Nuan, she was no match for them.

No matter what, he couldn't let history repeat itself. No matter what, he and Jiang Nuan couldn't have any more misunderstandings. He had to tell her about the situation and the layout during this period.

Song saw that zhen was determined to go, but there was no other way, so he thought about it and said:

"Then I'll lend you the clothes and props I used to go out in disguise, or you can go in as a delivery man."

"Delivery?"

Wenren Zhen's eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea. You should lend me your takeout clothes, and then I'll find a takeout box so that no one will notice. After all, the robbers won't rob a delivery man. They all rob the tourists here."

"Yes, but you still have to be careful."

Song found the take-out clothes and food boxes from the room and handed them to Wenren Zhen.

He went out on a daily basis, occasionally pretending to be a homeless man, occasionally pretending to be a delivery man. Over the past half a month or so, he was almost an expert at disguising himself.