Although Chen Rou encountered a notorious bandit in Hong Kong who was famous throughout the century in mainland China.

But she did not connect him with Nie Zhao.

It wasn't because she was confident that Cheung Tze-keung wouldn't set his sights on Nie Zhao.

Rather, it was because she understood Nie Zhao.

Knowing that he is meticulous, cunning, and sensitive, it is impossible to proceed without premeditation and the ability to lower his guard.

Otherwise, a random kidnapping would not have been able to take him away.

He can even detect intentional tracking that his bodyguards miss.

Chen Rou was having a great time on vacation in mainland China, but for Boss Nie, this day was destined to be extraordinary.

Nie's International has a small plaza in front of its building in Central, but it's not used as a parking lot.

Hong Kong business owners are very superstitious; they set up feng shui arrangements to attract wealth from all directions.

Across the street was a bank, and just yesterday, when Nie Zhao was driving out of the underground parking garage, he felt a bright light glide across his car. The same thing happened today. Moreover, since he left the garage at 5 p.m., the sunlight was still quite strong, and the light even stung his eyes. Looking at his watch, he saw that the border crossing wouldn't close for another hour, so he simply had Sam stop the car and pointed to the opposite side. After making a rough estimate, he told the Russian guy to go up to the sixth floor.

The bank's first to sixth floors are commercial buildings, and above that are high-rise buildings with a platform in the middle.

Although Mao Zige arrived late, he was different from Sam and the others. He wasn't a pure-blooded soldier; he had worked for the KGB and was a former special agent. Once inside the building, he went upstairs. Seeing that the security guard was about to check him, he pulled one hand out of his suit sleeve and then switched on the fire hydrant alarm on the other side. As the alarm blared, he was already in the stairwell. Despite his size, he ran incredibly fast. Once upstairs, he found that the fire door wouldn't open, but with a little force, he pried it open.

Five minutes later, when the fire department arrived at the building and the bank was evacuating its customers, he had already come out with the crowd.

Of course, there was some haul: a few cigarette butts and two Wrigley's gum wrappers.

Nie Zhao was actually afraid of making Chen Rou angry, which is why he didn't dare to show up this morning.

But he has work to do in Shenzhen tomorrow, so he feels justified in going there tonight.

Sam saw the cigarette butt and suggested, "Boss, maybe we should call the police and start by checking the lip prints and fingerprints."

The Russian guy said, "I can do it myself, but I need some iodine and alcohol, and a glass plate."

Nie Zhao was the boss. Staring at the few cigarette butts, he said first, "Hank, go to the newsstand on the street corner and wait for an old man in a beige trench coat. Then, relay a message from me."

After he finished speaking, Hank got out of the car in the passenger seat and left.

Nie Zhao looked at the cigarette butt in Mao Zige's hand and said, "After you get to the mainland, contact Song Zi directly. Ivanov, you need to investigate with him. Keep an eye on Yu Heng and see if it's him."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Tell Song Zai not to let his wife know for now. Also, starting tomorrow, he'll be driving two cars."

He clearly didn't hold a three-month celebration for the baby to prevent any accidents, but just celebrated at home with Chen Rou and his nephew. However, he had a feeling that Yu Heng must have already found out about it.

Of course, Chen Rou couldn't hide her pregnancy, and she couldn't stay at home forever; she often had to go out.

And whenever she goes out, even if there are no reporters, ordinary people's cameras will be pointed at her.

Therefore, although Chen Rou's pregnancy was kept under wraps and not reported in the newspapers, it was not reported because he kept it a secret.

But the reporters already knew.

Nie Zhao had a gut feeling that Yu Heng wanted to take advantage of Chen Rou's pregnancy to cause trouble.

But will he do it himself, or will he hire someone to do it? If he hires someone, who will he hire?

Considering that Chen Rou would be distracted if she knew, he decided not to tell her first, but to act on his own and ask the South China Sea Navy to quickly bring Song Yuanchao back so that he could keep an eye on him personally. Only then would Nie Zhao feel at ease.

It was already dark when he passed through customs, and he also had a dinner appointment, so he went to eat first.

...

On the other hand, Minister Xue's worries were completely unfounded.

Because when he finally emptied Yue Zhongqi's pockets and went to settle the bill, he heard the boss say that the 160 yuan bill had already been paid. He turned around and saw Secretary An smiling and waving at him.

The richest people in Hong Kong, the ladies and mistresses, don't even need to carry money when they go out; their butlers will pay the bills.

This prevented Minister Xue from becoming destitute.

It was too late, and there were no more buses running. Taxis were also scarce on the road these days. Minister Xue lived nearby, so he walked home. Yue Zhongqi, Nie Yao's good friend, was given a ride home by the Nie siblings.

Miss Cai was embarrassed by Nie Yao and was very unhappy. She was waiting for someone to coax her, so she sat at the back with a sullen face.

Since Chen Rou wasn't giving her any hints, she was happy to see Miss Cai get her comeuppance.

Besides, she had other questions for Yue Zhongqi: "By the way, sir, do you know a man surnamed Song, named Songzai? He has dark skin, is bald, and seems to have served as a soldier on the mainland."

Song Yuanchao was a big shot in the army, but in the Nie family, he was just a nobody.

Yue Zhongqi knew, of course, who she was asking about.

But he could only shake his head and say, "I'm sorry, miss, I've never heard of it."

Nie Han nodded, staring at Yue Zhongqi, and said, "I don't know why, but I feel like you and him are alike."

Yue Zhongqi blurted out, "Impossible, he..." He's so dark-skinned and bald.

When the young lady from Hong Kong said he looked like Song Yuanchao, Yue Zhongqi felt extremely awkward. However, he was still young and could tell that the dark-skinned, clown-like girl really liked Nie Yao. He wondered to himself if the young lady had fallen for him.

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