Chapter 171

"Think, think." Just think for three seconds, Ji Qianchen quickly gave the answer, think of him, we have to tell him.

This yearning makes her like a broken kite without a dependent line, and she can't find the track to fly.

Ling Xiaohan raised his thin lips with satisfaction, "well, I miss you too. What gift do you want? Go back to China and buy it for you. "

"Do you buy all the presents I want?" Ji Qianchen leaned on the sofa and asked softly holding the telephone line.

"Well. Buy it all. " Ling Xiaohan agrees, but doesn't listen to Ji Qianchen.

Ji Qianchen rubs his nose happily and thinks about what gift she should ask for.

Thinking about it, she didn't really want anything. "Just pack yourself and bring it back."

There was a long silence across the phone.

Ling Xiaohan can sense that the little girl at home really miss herself, otherwise she won't say such direct words.

"Well, go to bed early. Good night." Seeing that rob came in with a stack of information, Ling Xiaohan hurriedly ended his conversation with Ji Qianchen.

"Although it's not the night over there, I'd like to say good night to you. Pay attention to the rest."

"Well."

"Then I'll hang up. Bye."

Ji Qianchen some reluctantly hung up the phone.

Hey, Ji Qianchen, you are more and more unpromising, more unpromising than four years ago.

He's only been away for a day. You're like every other three autumn. You can't sleep well if you don't like what he thinks. Then if

Put down the earpiece and go upstairs, and continue to recite her words.

Lingxiaohan, who is in Paris, leans on the sofa and receives the information from rob: "the biggest threat to us from the participants of this summit is the Mu family. This time, the old man Mu took his son to the battle in person."

"Speed up your progress and return to China tomorrow." Ling Xiaohan raised his tired eyes and continued to work with high intensity.

Looking at such a young master, rob inevitably has some heartache.

"Young master, if you can't go back tomorrow, you have to go to the hospital again this time."

"Rob, you're more and more in charge now." Ling Xiaohan picks up his eyes and stares at Rob coldly.

"Young master, I'm just for you." Rob sagged his head.

"I can sense if I have any physical problems. No need to check. "

"Regular inspection is still necessary, after all..."

"All right, long winded. Get out. " Ling Xiao gives rob a white eye.

Rob felt that if he stayed here, he would be killed by the young master's eyes.

Where there is no young lady, there are dangerous places everywhere.

"Young master, I'll call for you at three in the afternoon. Now you can have a little squint."

Rob didn't forget to remind Ling Xiaohan before going out.

"Well."

Ling Xiao answered with a cold voice.

He is the only one left in the room. In the huge presidential suite, the elegant decoration pattern makes the room even colder.

A pleasant cell phone ring broke the silence in the room.

"Say." Ling Xiaohan didn't look at the remarks and picked them up at will.

The phone was silent for a long time.

Ling Xiao feels cold suddenly. He takes off his mobile phone and looks at the remarks on it. His face suddenly looks sinister.

Put your finger on your cell phone and put it beside your ear. Gently lift your lip: "what do you want to do?"

There was an old voice over the phone, "back?"

"Otherwise?" Lingxiao asked in a cold voice.

"Go home."

The old voice on the other end of the phone seems to be with a little sad plea.

"Old man, my home is in China."

PA!

the phone is down.

He was upset by a phone call. The information in his hand was splashed to the ground.

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Qianchen yawned and dozed off to work.

The housekeeper drove her to the company.

Bathed in the warm morning sun, the car drove at a constant speed on the highway.

Brake!

an old man on a bicycle suddenly fell under the wheel with a plop.

Fortunately, the steward's driving skills were excellent, and he immediately stopped the car.

"Whoops, I've hit someone. It's killing me." The old man lay dying in front of the wheel.

This is typical of a touch of porcelain.

Ji Qianchen watched the old man ride by himself and deliberately fell under the wheel.

Looking at the old man's hard work, Ji Qianchen decided to give the old man a little performance fee: "housekeeper, go down and have a look, and send some money by the way."

"Young madam, it's obvious that we are here to blackmail. Why should we sympathize with that kind of people?""It's such a hard performance. I'll give you some reward." Ji Qianchen said with a smile, "just reward the beggar."

The housekeeper was teased by Ji Qianchen's words. He opened the door and got out of the car

"You go."

Ji Qianchen sits in the back of the car, takes out his earplugs and listens to the words.

The door of the back seat of the car was suddenly opened, and a man with black sunglasses and a cap burst in and sat beside her.

"Who are you?"

Ji Qianchen unplugged his earphone and glanced warily at the man who broke into the car recklessly and boldly.

"I don't know you, young man?" Mubei pulled the brim of his hat and almost covered his whole face for fear that someone would recognize him.

Hearing this sound, Ji Qianchen knew it was Mubei.

Before she could find him, he came to him by himself.

"What do you want?" Ji Qianchen moved to the side and deliberately opened the distance from Mubei.

"I heard that you want me to be the spokesperson of your clothing brand?"

"Yes, are you interested?" Ji Qianchen turned his head and stared at the armed Mubei.

"If I want to make such a big sacrifice, I have to make up for it." Mubei took care of her clothes through the rear-view mirror and took the car as her own home.

Ji Qianchen frowned, "what compensation do you want?"

"By example." Mubei turned around and moved towards her little by little.

I know it is.

She had already guessed.

"You go down to me." Ji Qianchen didn't roar at him and pushed him by the way.

This man has no face and no skin to this extent.

To a married young woman, it's true that they don't look at each other.

"Why don't you go back and ask for the second place? Kiss me?" Mubei approaches Ji Qianchen's cheek, and her blue eyes are twinkling with waves like the sea.

"Go away."

"Then go back and ask for the second best, a hug?"

"Why don't you die?" Ji Qianchen didn't want to deal with any of his requests. He was mentally ill.

"That's my bottom line. Can I have a meal?"

Mubei's lips are shriveled, with a look of sighing.

"No way." Ji Qianchen firmly denied it.

"Shit, can I help you for free?"

Mubei is fried, and the hair is fried by this cold-blooded and merciless woman.

"This is the best way." Ji Qianchen smiles and picks up the eyebrows. "You're not short of money anyway."

"Without humanity and madness, won't your conscience hurt?" Mubei secretly scolds him. He hasn't done such a loss business since he was born. The woman who lost dare to open her mouth.