Chapter 2006

Ding Yiyi is straddling, it's obvious that he can feel the shape of the words, it's lively.

Because before making a lot of noise, Ding Yiyi's pajamas have become loose, and ye nianmo's mouth is dry.

Holding her trembling waist and legs, ye nianmo continued to say, "Jason's real name is Dong, and his father is sitting in the customs seat. His name is Dong Chunsheng. He has a lot of power and a good reputation. When the government affairs are made public every month, his book is clean. No one would have thought that he had a son in New Zealand, and his name is all his property. "

"And then?" Ding Yiyi bit his lower lip and spat out a difficult sentence.

"Si Wenbing once said that at present, there is a force in China who wants to resell medicinal materials and make them into medicine, which can be used to capture the resources of paradise and threaten other countries that want to compete. If the medicinal materials are to be transported out, it will be much easier for someone in the customs."

Ding Yiyi understood that not only is there someone in the customs, but that person still has the right to handle it. The safety factor is greatly increased, and every bit of it is associated with the past.

"Is Dong Chunsheng not only cooperating with mysterious people, but also connecting with other people?" The rest of the words disappeared between the lips and teeth with the hot spray.

Ye nianmo pressed his soft waist tightly. Both of them were black in front of their eyes. For a long time, they didn't move.

Look at the time again. An hour and a half has passed.

Ding Yiyi is sleepy as soon as she is finished. She wants to sleep in a daze, but ye nianmo doesn't care. She dozes off, grabs people in her arms and carries them to the bathroom to clean up.

Water put soothing orange essential oil, Ding Yiyi holding eyelids, "so you don't help Jason is fake? You have known his backstage for a long time, and you are ready to deal with it? "

Ye nianmo tried the water temperature and answered her question, "I didn't know for a long time that Dong Chunsheng didn't disclose the fact that he had this son to the outside world. Xiao Miao helped him. By chance, he saw the 8 million remittance account in his computer and found Dong Chunsheng.

As for Jason, he is too impulsive to tell him these things. On the contrary, he has to be impulsive. Only in this way can our actions be justified. "

"Don't let Xiao Miao do dangerous things any more. He's still sick!" Ding Yiyi couldn't resist sleepiness, so he fell asleep. He didn't know when he was carried back to bed.

A few days later, Jason came, but his face was blue and purple. He was obviously beaten hard. The staff of rose garden thought he was making trouble.

"Where's your car?" Ding Yiyi saw that he came by taxi and thought it was a bit incredible.

Jason accidentally bumped into the injured corner of his mouth and showed his teeth. "I gave it to my friend and took some money. The money in my father's account can't move. He will know immediately if he moves, so I can't save Yuri."

"You want to go home?"

"Well, my father won't allow me to go back home. I'll go back quietly this time, and he won't find out. Everything will be fine when Yuri is brought back to New Zealand."

"What's the matter with your wound?"

"The bar drank too much and had a fight with others."

Jason gave Ding Yiyi the key to his home and said that if he didn't come back in a week, he would let her help him to have a look at his home.

A week later, Jason did not return to New Zealand.

Ding Yiyi can't sit still. She always thinks that something has happened. Although she says that tiger poison doesn't eat son, she is not so sure about a man who has been cruel for more than ten years and has not seen his son.

Ye nianmo seems to have an old God, but he says it's not time.

Ye Miao successfully removed the plaster ink, and could walk slowly down the ground. At this time, unexpected people came to the door.

The grand master, leaning on crutches, looked fresh and clear. "How can the successor I like have problems so easily? It's not good. You can walk on two legs!"

Ye Miao didn't want to be polite to him, so he just sat on the wheelchair and said, "not now."

"If you have nothing to do, go back to Urumqi as soon as possible. As the future successor of shengdeya, I will never help you with your work."

It's said that ye Miao himself has decided to leave New Zealand and return to Urumqi. Ding Yiyi's heart starts to give up again.

While the two mothers and sons are talking, ye nianmo asks people to move out of an absolutely quiet room.

"Sandia seems to be very interested in paradise."

The master's eyes flashed, "after all, I'm not as lucky as boss Ye. I can see the wonders."

Ye nianmo doesn't think so. "If you take him away, it will be safe. If necessary, it will be used to threaten me. You are a mantis, and he is also a mantis. Do you think you will eat him or he will eat you in the end?"

"Who knows? I've lived long enough. The future of shengdeya can go a different way. " The master got up and went to the private car with his crutch.

Ye nianmo gently knocked on the table and said, "Bon voyage."

A few days after ye Miao's return to China, ye nianmo and Ding Yiyi also boarded the flight home.Early in the morning, the host of the morning news said, "in this cultural exchange meeting between China and South Korea, South Korea carried a calligraphy manuscript of an anonymous calligrapher in the Ming Dynasty as a work of exchange. Many well-known domestic calligraphy experts talked about the real name of the calligrapher one after another, but to be sure, it is a very precious calligraphy manuscript."

In the capital, reporters have surrounded the gate of the Calligraphy Exchange Association in order to obtain first-hand information. Generally, there are many such non-governmental exchange organizations, which will not attract much attention. However, this time, the South Korean side has treasures that have been lost from China. This time, it is said that it is cultural exchange, but it also has another purpose, that is, to discuss the possibility of returning the calligraphy to its original owner.

After waiting for a long time, the reporter was a little tired, but in order to occupy the best position, he did not dare to move his nest. When he was hungry, he asked his assistant to buy something to eat.

Seeing the security guard escorting several people out of the lobby, the reporter was inspired. Immediately, the cameraman was asked to carry the camera to capture the best angle. Some location hosts had already started live broadcasting.

"There is also a special person in our party who will attend this cultural exchange between China and South Korea, that is, Dong Chunsheng, deputy director of domestic customs. He has been the president of the Calligraphy Exchange Association for nearly five years, and this time is also a special one. We will wait and see what kind of spark he will bring to this calligraphy cultural exchange between China and South Korea."

The camera turns to a middle-aged man with square face and thick hair who is in his 50s. The man is talking with the man in the gray suit. A man and a woman stand beside them to help translate.

After a few people got into the car, the car went away, and it didn't seem to be affected by the scene.

An hour later, the car stopped in front of a restaurant which was not particularly luxurious. The restaurant was in a villa group and was made into private dishes. The row of green pineapples hanging outside was very pleasant.

The party went into the private restaurant. It was very clean. There was no one else except the waiter. The owner of private food welcomed these people into the box, and the rest of them consciously sat outside.

In the box, there were four people from the Korean exchange group. The interpreter introduced the cold dishes to them.

The man in the leading gray suit laughed and said in some poor and stiff Chinese, "I know, Chinese preserved eggs. We Chinese don't like them. I like them very much."

Dong Chunsheng didn't like these Korean people in his heart. His boss came in and asked him in a low voice, "what kind of chopsticks do you want?"

"Chinese, of course, bamboo chopsticks."

The other side obviously didn't understand what he was saying. He looked at the translation eagerly, and the translation told a lie. "President Dong said to let the store manager serve the dishes with a light taste. I heard that you have a light taste."

"I have a heart." The other side nodded to Dong Chunsheng.

People should eat and drink, Dong Chunsheng said, "this is Mr. Dongqing. Although he is young, he has a lot of seats. I have seen him several times before. This time I specially applied to participate in the cultural exchange between the two countries, saying that I am very interested in the calligraphy of this exchange."

He nodded to the youngest looking man in the seat and then gave a thumbs up.

The door of the room was opened, and the people who came in came up to Holly and muttered in his ear for a while.

At the same time, people have begun to talk about the display of the calligraphy. Holly goes out of her seat.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure that the other party still smiles and greets me. Last time I met him in New Zealand, it's not wrong."

"There's nothing to do for the time being, but if it gets in the way of this project, there's no need to be soft handed."

"Mr. holly."

He turned his head, "Liu Qiang."

"The boss will treat you to a drink in the evening." Liu Qiang said and left. He didn't know how long he had been there.

At night bar, waiting for Holly is Ye Bo, ye Bo and he simply explain the origin of Dong Chunsheng.

"You may be mistaken. I have dealt with Dong Chunsheng. If he is a money spinner as you said, the paper will not hold fire. The premise of our cooperation is that both sides have the same goal. I don't believe that Dong Chunsheng will collude with that group of people to resell medicinal materials. The happiest world has nothing to do with him. I will continue to pay attention to the trend of that group of Korean people and find out who is reselling medicinal materials. "

Ye Bo got up, "I'm just responsible for delivering what the young master needs me to deliver, and I respect your ideas."

Back at the hotel, yebo went to the young master's room and stood at the door of the room. He specially looked at his watch to make sure that he would not disturb the people inside.

"Young master, Madame."

"The other side won't believe it?"

Ye Bo nodded, "everything is the same as the young master thought. Dongqing also thinks that the Korean people are an important part of this scalping force, but he doesn't think Dong Chunsheng has something to do with them."

"Have you heard from Yuri and Jason?" Ding Yiyi is more concerned about these two people.

Ye Bo gets through to Liu Qiang's phone and plays a Pa. Liu Qiang's voice comes from the receiver. "If it wasn't for his son, sending him 8 million yuan would be as easy as sending 8 yuan. I don't believe he has money. His wife went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables today because she was given 3 yuan less change. She walked half an hour to get the money back again."Yebo coughed softly. "Have you heard from Jason and Yuri?"