C21

At the Fontainebleau Manor in Tonghua City:

A tall man with a stern expression entered the bedroom, followed by several subordinates.

"Boss," the subordinate with the crew cut looked at Gu Xiangling, who was lying unconscious on the bed. He said to the Boss, "Let's take a few nude photos of her and keep her loyal to us."

"How many times do you want to use this kind of underhanded method?" Jiang Yuhang turned around and reprimanded his subordinate, "In the past, you used this move to force a little girl to suicide. It took a lot of effort to clean your ass. Do you still want to do it again?"

"I don't dare, I'm just saying." As soon as his subordinate saw Jiang Yuhang angry, he quickly smiled apologetically: "I heard that this girl has an unusual relationship with that boy Song Mingjian. She is most likely his woman. "Back then, that brat truly felt sorry for you …"

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Yuhang interrupted him, "The grudge between him and I will be resolved naturally. There's no need for you to do such a despicable thing."

Another subordinate added, "Our boss' IQ is much higher than yours, Zhao Kun. Look at those wrists he used against June Snow, I'm impressed!"

When he heard the words "June Snow", a faint trace of displeasure flashed across his face. Wu Qin, how's that woman recently?

Wu Qin said with a beaming smile, "Just like that. I've been crazy all day." A flattering smile was plastered on his face. "Boss, your flirting skills are so good."

This flattery hit right at Jiang Yuhang's heart. He smiled and said, "Women are all similar animals. Learn what she's afraid of and what he needs. In just a few rounds, she'll be dead set on you."

The sound of footsteps came from afar and a subordinate ran in, panting. He nervously reported, "Boss, Song, Song Mingjian is here."

Jiang Yuhang stared blankly for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer. Song Mingjian was really getting smarter and smarter. It had only been a few hours, and he had already come knocking on his door. Please wait in the living room. I'll be there in a minute. "

In the spacious and bright, luxuriously decorated living room, Song Ming sat on a wooden sofa with an exquisite European design on it. He looked around at his bodyguards and subordinates, all of them wearing black clothes and sunglasses, standing as straight as pine trees.

Jiang Yuhang had a warm smile on his face, as if greeting an old friend. He said, "Director Song, rare guest, what brings you here?"

Song Ming crossed his slender legs and said word by word: "You have my staff, I will take her away."

Jiang Yuhang's face was full of doubt, and he asked back, "Boss Song, what joke are you joking about? How can I have your staff? Mr. Song, you also strictly ordered the authors of the novel to not be allowed to write on the web, did you forget that? "

"Stop bullshitting me!" Song Ming held his hands together and said calmly: "Director Jiang, it is his freedom to choose which novel author to write on. Why do you have to keep on stealing my author?"

Jiang Yuhang picked up a cup of tea and slowly took a sip, and said calmly: "Director Song said that your author jumped over to my side because of our royalties, and also because of the author's freedom. How can you say that I stole your people?"

"Song Mingjian smiled without anyone noticing, and pushed a piece of information in front of Jiang Yuhang." I will let bygones be bygones, but you using a bunch of youngsters to kidnap my writers from the great gods, isn't that a bit too much! "

Jiang Yuhang picked up the piece of information and looked at it, sighing at Song Mingjian's ability. He had actually thoroughly investigated the identities of all the youngsters. Even their time in the story web, what works they published, had been thoroughly investigated.

"Does Director Jiang still need any other evidence? I'm Gu Xiangling's superior, and I have the responsibility and obligation to ensure her safety. "Now, does Jiang Yong obediently hand him over, or should I go and search him?"

Wu Qin panicked. Without waiting for Jiang Yuhang to speak, he shouted, "Song Mingjian, you don't spout so much nonsense. Gu Xiangling is indeed here, but she's still sleeping soundly with our boss, Yun Yu!"

Song Mingjian's eyebrows suddenly jumped up as he coldly stared at Jiang Yuhang. "Jiang Yuhang, I didn't think that you would become so depraved. You can play any kind of dirty tricks."

"Bastard!" Jiang Yuhang got up and slapped Wu Qin's face, "Make rumors and create trouble out of nothing. You'll ruin my reputation and see if I don't pull your tongue!" He sincerely bowed towards Song Mingjian and said: "I am truly sorry. The few employees under my command are too enthusiastic and insisted on treating Miss Gu to a banquet. "Miss Gu has drank too much. I will bring her to the residence to rest. Since Director Song is considering it for the sake of the staff, please bring her back."

As the Land Rover sped along the highway, Ou Shihao looked at the solemn and silent Song Mingjian and asked cautiously, "Boss Song, will Miss Gu still return to the villa?"

Song Mingjian glared at him, "You want to save me again? This woman was so stupid that he was easily tricked. Who knows what will happen next time. "

Although he was scolded, Ou Shihao lowered his head and smiled, saying in a roundabout way, "So, it's better to keep her by your side, keeping an eye on her at all times, so that nothing will happen."

Song Ming's heart skipped a beat and he did not say a word.

The Song Residence was located in the scenic Swallow Mountain area. It was a spacious Western-style manor. It was dusk, and the castle-like houses seemed to have the fragrance of oil paintings under the beautiful sunset.

When the Range Rover stopped, one of his subordinates ran over to open the door, wanting to carry Gu Xiangling, who was still unconscious, off the vehicle. Ou Shihao coughed, giving him a warning look.

The subordinate didn't seem to notice and used a princess to carry Gu Xiangling off the carriage. Ou Shihao immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He really did not have a discerning eye, how did he end up being a trusted follower of Song Ming's sword?

"Jiang Lu!" Song Mingjian called out the subordinate's name. Jiang Lu was rather thin, and it was difficult for him to carry Gu Xiangling. Director Song, is something the matter? "

Song Mingjian forced out a strange smile and asked, "Are you tired?"

Jiang Lu shook his head and repeatedly said, "Not tiring, not tiring!"

"That's true. How could I be tired when I'm hugging a beauty?" Song Mingjian glanced at Gu Xiangling, who was in his embrace, sleeping soundly. Song Mingjian couldn't help but frown. Damn Jiang Yuhang, what medicine did he give her to eat? Even after all this, he still hadn't woken up.

Jiang Lu seemed to be struggling as he carried Gu Xiangling, walking slowly. The discontent in Song Mingjian's heart increased. He immediately snatched Gu Xiangling from his arms and walked towards his own residence with large strides.

Jiang Lu stood dumbly on the spot. Ou Shihao patted his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Silly? You dare to hug boss's woman?" You don't want to live anymore, right? "