A CAI calculated: "about ten days."

The tense mood on Meng Ruhai's face has eased a lot, and the time is not right, so that person should not be Xiao Qi, but I'm not sure. I still need to carefully screen out, maybe there is something he missed

"Send someone to find Xiao Qi." Meng Ruhai said in a deep voice, "also, tell CNM to stare at Carol's people and send the news at any time."

He doesn't allow anything to go beyond his expectation, so as not to end up with the same fate as Su Chenming. What a fool.

"I'll arrange it now."

A CAI leaves quickly. Meng Ruhai sits on the sofa and taps his fingers on his knees. His mood is complicated. The things in a city are different from what he expected. There are many things to be considered in the long run.

For example, Huo tingshen and Qin Fang's son.

After receiving Huo tingshen's call, Tang Wenxuan is dealing with the documents in his study: "what? Have you heard from my mother

"Don't get excited. I'm not sure now." Huo Ting deep slow voice way, "but already sent a person to investigate, believe to be able to have a result very soon."

Tang Wenxuan barely controlled his emotions, sat on the chair, fingers curled up, for a while to find his normal voice, word by word: "what do you want me to do now?"

"Rest assured of what the mayor should do." Huo Ting deep light way, "also, pay attention to their own safety."

Tang Wenxuan frowned: "do you think they will attack me?"

"No After Huo tingshen denied it, he solemnly said, "I'm worried that you will become their hostage to threaten me."

Tang Wenxuan mouth corner smoked to smoke, black face didn't have good airway: "rest assured, little uncle won't drag you down."

With that, he quickly hung up the phone, thinking about Huo tingshen's iron blue face, and his tense mood relaxed a lot. Tang Wenxuan looked at the time, pushed the door out, and saw the scene in the living room.

In the morning, the sun came in through the blinds and shone on the floor, on the table and on Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao sat on the sofa with his wavy head hanging down behind him. When he lowered his head, he showed a white neck and a gentle side face. With the warm sun, his heart warmed.

"Mayor." Qiao Qiao looked up and said politely, "the documents you need for tomorrow's meeting are ready."

Tang Wenxuan let out a "well", stepped down the stairs, went straight over and sat on the sofa opposite Qiao Qiao. He squinted at the girl opposite, and suddenly felt that he could not figure out what was on her mind.

"Recently, you haven't asked about your father." Tang Wenxuan spoke.

Except for the first day when she ran out of control and was stopped, every day after that she worked as if it had never happened.

"Dad doesn't want me." JOJO clenched his fingers. "He'll be fine."

In fact, she is gambling with herself that her father can't let her go. Even for the sake of smiling, she can't help going out, lest Huo Mingchuan's people will catch her and hurt her father instead.

"You're right. He won't let you go. He won't kill himself." Tang Wenxuan narrowed his eyes, "if my mother can't bear me, she must live well."

This is the first time he talked about these things, Joe smell speech a Zheng, fingers folded together, slowly way: "certainly."

"You are more confident than I am." Tang Wenxuan suddenly smiles. He originally has a warm childe's face. Such a smile seems to be more warm than sunshine.

Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, a wisp of thought came out of his mind. He thought that there would never be any scenery to compare with this moment.

"The document is bound." Tang Wenxuan fingers hit the girl's head, "there are cakes you like in the kitchen."

With that, he turned and went upstairs to his study. When he came to the corner of the stairs, he turned back and saw that Qiao Qiao was still there, and his mouth could not help rising. He was in a very happy mood.

This woman is quite interesting.

After a few seconds, Qiao came to realize that her newly disgraced adopted son had been seen by Tang Wenxuan. She really wanted to die. She was very depressed.

"Stupid..." she muttered, "it's dead."

The sun gently wrapped around her hair, her cheeks a burst of red a burst of white, could have done a lot of things in the afternoon was only in a daze.

In the study, Tang Wenxuan is in a happy mood, and his efficiency is several times higher than usual.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong"

The urgent mobile phone ring interrupted his work. He took a look at the incoming call and put it through: "Mr. Huo, what else can I do for you?"

"I'll be there in the evening." Huo tingshen tone dignified, "some things need to interview."

Hearing the dignified atmosphere over there, Tang Wenxuan also realized the seriousness of the matter and said in a deep voice: "I'll wait for you at home."

Hang up the phone, but he can no longer be as calm as before. Huo tingshen is not a joker, and he has always been scheming. Now, it must be very important to let him solemnly ask to come here in person.

What's more, it's something that needs to be interviewed with him. Tang Wenxuan's fingers on the desk suddenly tighten. Is that

He did not rush to continue to think about it, opened the drawer in the middle of his desk, took out a yellow photo, and saw the situation and the waves in his eyes.

Is it mom's business? Is it good news or bad news?

Because of a phone call from Huo tingshen, the time suddenly became long and suffering. Every minute seemed to be stretched and magnified countless times, and his anxiety continued to expand with the time.

Tang Wenxuan takes a look at the time. It's nine o'clock in the evening, but Huo tingshen hasn't appeared yet. He gets up and walks to the bedside. Seeing the light of the car coming in from a distance, he suddenly feels relaxed. He is preparing to go out, and suddenly realizes that something is wrong.

If Huo tingshen comes here, it should be a low-key car, but now there are two cars outside, and they drive very fast, and the shape of the car is not like Huo tingshen

Strong uneasiness swept, Tang Wenxuan quickly sort out ideas, quickly knocked on the door of Qiao Qiao's room: "follow me."

"What happened?" Qiao Qiao looks at Tang Wenxuan in surprise.

Working beside him for so long, Qiao Qiao knows that Tang Wenxuan became mayor when he was young, but his heart decided to be calm. Now his face suddenly changed, and something serious must have happened.

"Get out of here." Tang Wenxuan took the person to the back door and looked at the girl opposite by the dim light. His voice was surprisingly gentle. "Take the money and find a hotel to stay first."

Qiao Qiao's face is livid. In a hurry, he grabs Tang Wenxuan's sleeve: "what's the matter? Why did you let me go? "

"Not to let you go." Tang Wenxuan put his hands on Qiao Qiao's shoulder and said seriously, "when it's daybreak, you go to Huo tingshen and tell him what happened here."

Joe still didn't let go: "what about you? Can't we go together? "

She has heard the sound of a car coming closer and closer outside. It's not a good person to think about. It's too dangerous for Tang Wenxuan to stay alone.

"I want to know about someone." Tang Wenxuan eyes firm, the car key into the hands of Qiao Qiao, "obedient."

Qiao Qiao clenched the key of the car, bit his lips hard, and held Tang Wenxuan's hand in his backhand with great force: "I will come to save you."

"Good." Tang Wenxuan smiles.

Seeing Qiao Qiao's figure disappear in the night, the smile on Tang Wenxuan's face suddenly disappears. He slowly turns back to the living room. Someone has come in from the front door.

"Fortunately, Mayor Tang doesn't live in the city hall, otherwise it's really hard for us to visit." The head of the man with a face of flesh, when talking to Tang Wenxuan, nostrils are eager to go up to the sky, "please Mayor Tang to come with us."

Tang Wenxuan sat on the sofa and sipped his tea: "it's OK to go with you, but I always want to know why you came here?"

Although the expression on his face is very calm, his mind is rapidly analyzing the scene in front of him. Why did Huo tingshen miss his appointment? Was he under control when he called in the afternoon?

can't!

This idea just came out of his mind and was denied by Tang Wenxuan. According to Huo tingshen's ability, it is absolutely not easy to hijack him, and even if he is really threatened, he will certainly hint at him on the phone.

"At the beginning of the bidding for the moat project, Mayor Tang was unfair. Our boss wanted to invite Mayor Tang to have a cup of tea for advice." "We are also doing things for others. Please don't make us embarrassed," he said

Tang Wenxuan put down his tea cup with his finger on his knee and said faintly, "your boss doesn't want to talk about the moat with me. The police have been looking for evidence of CNM crimes. Are you really tired of coming here like this?"

As he spoke, he looked at the expressions on the faces opposite him, and saw that the pupil of the man at the head contracted sharply. He knew he was right.

It's also true that ordinary local ruffians, no matter how greedy they are, dare not use their hands on the mayor unless they are not from a city at all.

"We don't understand what Mayor Tang is saying." The man's face was livid, and he turned his pistol. The muzzle of the gun aimed at Tang Wenxuan's chest. "Please, Mayor Tang."

Tang Wenxuan smile: "I go with you."

The man sneered and said, "everyone is afraid of death. It seems that Mayor Tang is no exception."

"Of course." Tang Wenxuan picked up the coat on the sofa and put it on. He got up and looked at several people. "Let's go."

Maybe I didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. For a moment, the wild man was stunned. He looked at Tang Wenxuan suspiciously and warned: "don't play tricks, otherwise..."

"Why don't you worry about so many of you?" Tang Wenxuan light way, the line of sight swept on several faces, "kind" remind way, "but my things here although not precious, but also beloved, you still don't move good."

The horizontal meat male's line of sight sweeps a subordinate who is preparing to take away a set stage, suddenly his face is livid, strides over and shakes his hand is a slap: "roll!"