The head of the kidnapper has a ferocious scar on his face. When he heard his subordinates say that, he would have understood for a long time. Looking up at the white wall in front of him, the man pulled out a smile: "Leng Shaoheng!"

Leng Shaoheng, who is still on his way home, doesn't know the situation there, but Charlotte is rescued and the kidnappers will find him. Leng Shaoheng, who is driving, calculates every step shrewdly. Even if Fu Qing fails, he has already thought of how to deal with it.

Looking at the character "Fu" written on the caller ID, Leng Shaoheng knew that it was done.

Sitting in the back of the car, Shen Qingqing, who is chatting with two children, sees that Leng Shaoheng's mobile phone keeps ringing and has no intention of answering. She can't help but wonder: "whose phone are you not answering?"

Glanced at the mobile phone screen, Leng Shaoheng hung up directly, with a smile on his lips: "Fu Qing's, has saved people back, there's no need to answer."

"Uncle Fu is really good." Mo praised a cold word, and looked at his father, face a bit more happy: "Dad is more powerful."

Looking at the appearance of Leng Shaoheng and his son, Shen Qingqing has no choice but to smile. At the same time, she is relieved that nothing serious has happened.

At the same time, Leng Shaoyun came out of her father's study, and closed the door with a gloomy face. Every time he was handed over to the study by Leng Yuwen, he came out with a cold face. It can be seen that the relationship between father and son is not very intimate.

He didn't know what happened at home yesterday, but he could realize that his father had already known about the transfer contract between him and Leng Shaoheng, but today he didn't make it clear to him face to face, and he didn't bother to find it.

But from childhood, he has heard countless people say that he can't compare with Leng Shaoheng, but in his opinion, he is no worse than him.

After going down the stairs, Leng Shaoyun plans to drive a sports car out to relax. Yesterday, he met several customers in the company and socialized late into the night. At night, he slept in the hotel room. When I got home today, I not only didn't get in touch with my wife for one day, but also was scolded by my father. How does Leng Shaoyun feel depressed.

Waiting downstairs, Leng Shaoyun wanted to open before he took two steps. Leng Shaoheng has been raised as an heir since childhood. It is a fact that there is a gap between himself and him. But now his prosperity is his own. As long as he contacts more and studies more, it will not be long before he can prove that he can do well what Leng Shaoheng can do. At the same time, I no longer need to listen to the old man's scolding.

At the thought of this, Leng Shaoyun's face showed a smug smile.

Calm down, Leng Shaoyun plans to ask some friends to go to the racecourse. Unexpectedly, as soon as he unties the password of his mobile phone, he reminds him that he received an email an hour ago.

It's his personal mail, which is seldom used. Leng Shaoheng really can't figure it out. Who needs to contact him by email? Now the network is so developed, in addition to delivering documents, few people will use e-mail to deal with their personal affairs.

It can't be personal news, let alone work. His personal email, not to mention the people in the company, is rarely known by his relatives and friends.

While puzzled, Leng Shaoyun opened the email. A string of English email nicknames, Leng Shaoyun almost thought it was a spoof email. Just want to delete, Leng Shaoyun is attracted by the content inside.

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