Chapter 1149

"Wang Shao, the car is outside. Let's go now. The hotel has been booked."

The middle-aged man holding the sign looked at Wang Zhanhang and said respectfully.

Wang Zhanhang looked behind him, frowned and asked, "what about Song Jie?"

"Wang Shao, the temperature difference between day and night in Yunzhou city is a little big these two days. Our boss has a cold. I'll wait for you in the hotel and pick you up later."

In the face of Wang Zhanhang's doubts, a slightly flattering smile appeared on his middle-aged face, and he responded unhurriedly.

Wang Zhanhang's eyes narrowed slightly, and said in an unhappy tone: "Song Jie, who has a cold, doesn't say it in advance. He and I also see it this way. Today, we have to give him a good lecture."

At the same time, he took out his cell phone and dialed the number of Song Jie.

Yu Guang is looking at the middle-aged man's face, but there is no difference in the middle-aged man's face, so he stands respectfully waiting for him.

"Young master."

Soon, the phone was connected, and a hoarse voice came out of the phone.

Hearing Song Jie's familiar voice, Wang Zhanhang relaxed his vigilance: "I heard that you have a cold. What's the matter? Is it serious?"

"A little cold is that I can't blow the wind. I'm tired of worrying about it. I can't meet you by myself. I hope you'll forgive me. I'll punish you for three cups later."

Song Jie's voice was hoarse and weak, mixed with intermittent coughs and slight tremors.

Wang Zhanhang's suspicions have been completely dispelled and his heart has been put into his stomach: "OK, I'll come right away and hang up first."

After hanging up, Wang Zhanhang raised his chin to the middle-aged man who came to pick him up: "lead the way ahead."

"Wang Shao, please." The middle-aged man stooped slightly, made a respectful gesture of invitation, Wang Zhanhang nodded, and then said to the foreign old man around him, "Professor, let's go."

Then the middle-aged man took the sign and took the group out.

Where is it? I've been waiting for an exhaust group to run.

…………

Yunzhou hotel.

Room 8.

"Du ~ Du ~ Du ~"

listening to the busy tone from the mobile phone, Song Jie was sweating and stammered, "Chen Chen Er Shao, I I'm fine. "

"Well, it's not bad. It's very theatrical."

Chen Dongqiu, who is cocking his legs and shaking a glass of red wine in his hand, nodded appreciatively, affirming his just acting skills.

"Then Do you think... " Song Jie carefully pointed to the pistol on the back of his head and continued: "in case of fire, too It's too dangerous. "

"I didn't expect you to be so afraid of death." Chen Dongqiu said with a little irony, then waved at will.

A bodyguard took back the pistol which was put on the back of Song Jie's head.

"Hoo -"

Song Jie breathed out a breath for the rest of his life, and finally calmed down. Looking at Chen Dongqiu, he said: "Chen Er Shao, who is not afraid of death these days, especially after he is used to the days of dignitaries before people, he is even more afraid of death."

"Lao song, I didn't expect you were Tianqing. Why don't you tell me about Tianqing? I'm curious. " Chen Dongqiu looks at Song Jie with a curious expression.

He really didn't expect that this outstanding entrepreneur in Yunzhou, who has dealt with himself a lot, was Tianqing's man.

Indeed, as Mr. Xu said, Tianqing's members are in all walks of life and all kinds of identities.

Song Jie didn't answer this question, but instead asked, "there is a traitor in Tianqing, and his identity is not low, right?"

"Otherwise, you can't know that the eldest young master came to Yunzhou and even knew the specific flight. If you don't know these, you can't go to the airport in advance and tie up the person who picked up the plane, let alone ask my identity from the people who picked up the plane."

Chen Dongqiu shook his head, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Song Jie with a serious face:

"Lao song, you are now a prisoner under the rank. The prisoner under the rank should have the awareness of the prisoner under the rank. You can only answer my questions, but not ask me questions."

As he spoke, he waved.

Previously, the bodyguard put the muzzle of the gun on Song Jie's head again.

Song Jie's body is stiff, as if the blood in his body has coagulated.

"Lao song, can you answer my question well now?" Chen Dongqiu smiled, just like the spring breeze.

Feeling the cold touch from the muzzle of the gun, Song Jie turned white and swallowed hard: "Chen Er Shao, if you want to know, why don't you ask Mr. Xu?"

"Pa!"

Chen Dongqiu raised his hand and slapped him in the face. He smiled and said, "I just want to ask you, I love you very much. Is this a satisfactory answer?"

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Song Jie was shocked and angry in his heart. He directly clenched his teeth and closed his eyes without saying a word.

"You're not afraid to die again?" Chen Dongqiu looks at him curiously.

Song Jie opened his eyes and said with clenched teeth, "I'll organize my language and think about how to talk to you about skylark, because I also have limited understanding."

Chen Dongqiu: "..."

He thought that this guy was not afraid to die suddenly. He thought that he was so upright and promising.

"Is it ready to start?" Chen Dongqiu makes a pose for you. Please start your performance.

Song Jie sighed and said slowly, "Tianqing is a huge organization. I haven't been to the headquarters. My role to Tianqing is to make money, and then remit it to a designated account every period of time. I don't know what the money is for."

"So Tianqing is a vampire to you. Why do you join this organization and have a good time delivering money?" Asked Chen Dongqiu.

Song Jie shook his head: "at the beginning, my company was facing bankruptcy. At last, Tianqing's people came out to help me keep the company and make my company to a higher level."

Chen Dongqiu nodded his head thoughtfully. This is a deal, which is equivalent to that Optimus Prime's shares in Song Jie helped him eliminate the bankruptcy crisis.

What song Jie is doing now is to give back to Tianqing.

"What is Wang Zhanhang doing in Yunzhou? Who is that fellow with him? " Chen Dongqiu asked again.

Song Jie shook his head like a rattle: "I don't know. I just said that, I'm equivalent to Optimus Prime's office in Yunzhou, an expatriate subordinate. How can I know about the headquarters?"

……………

At the same time.

The motorcade that pretended to be Song Jie to meet Wang Zhanhang at the airport has arrived at the gate of Yunzhou hotel.

"Wang Shao, please get off."

A bodyguard on the copilot got out of the car first, and helped Wang Zhanhang open the door with an attentive attitude.

Wang Zhanhang got off with the foreign old man.

Then I walked into Yunzhou hotel surrounded by a group of bodyguards.