The surprise came unexpectedly, but it also vanished just as quickly as lightning.
Chen Rou solemnly said to her husband, "Thank you!"
This gift couldn't compare to ten Airbus A320s; she, like many others, was moved by the richest man.
"Get in the car. Oh, and... you can drive." Nie Zhao looked around at the bodyguards and finally said.
...
Ever since he got lost halfway and was watched by Liang Lisheng being forced to sit on his wife's head, Boss Nie has dared not be his wife's driver anymore. He still sits in the passenger seat, and once he gets in the car, the corners of his mouth are turned up like a fishhook.
He remained silent, of course. He had already given the surprise; now he wanted to reap the rewards.
Chen Rou asked, "You've contacted the mainland and the South China Sea military. Those people were transferred by you, such as Yue Guoqi. Did you meet him before you transferred him?"
Yes, Nie Zhao had a dream when he was dying. In the dream, there was only one scene, and he only saw Chen Rou.
But he kept recalling that dream, in which there was another person, someone who introduced him, an old man, to his young wife. He kept recalling it and made targeted inquiries when contacting the mainland military, and he actually found that person. To be honest, he nodded: "Yes."
Chen Rou asked again, "What about the person I was chatting with just now? Do you know him? Can you contact him?"
This was actually just a coincidence.
Nie Zhao only guessed that his wife had some connection with the mainland military, and coincidentally, the military's mission in the Philippines was going very well, so the international police approved their second reinforcement force. He then made his suggestion when contacting the flight and found the man named Yue Guoqi. As for Chen Ke, he was just accompanying the team and did not know him.
But of course he wouldn't say that; he just observed that there must be something between his wife and that man.
Mr. Nie was the kind of person whose mind would go on alert if Song Zai and his wife were at home for more than 3 minutes. So when he saw his wife getting emotional in front of a young, tall, and capable man, he naturally had to ask why.
So he remained outwardly calm, only saying, "Of course we know each other, and we can keep in touch."
Chen Rou said decisively, "Try to get in touch with him for me, preferably through his wife, Li Xia."
Nie Zhao's lips, which had been pursed, curled up again: "He has a wife named Li Xia."
Chen Rou sensed something was off: "You didn't know each other before, and you're only starting to get to know each other now? Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
Nie Zhao looked ahead: "There's nothing wrong with it. Just wait for my news."
As he watched a car speed past in the opposite direction, his voice suddenly went hoarse: "That's Uncle Liang's car. What's he doing at the airport?"
Chen Rou then told Nie Zhao, "The old man has gathered the whole family to hold a farewell banquet for himself. Jiajun will also be coming back. I guess Uncle Liang is going to pick up Jiajun. I remember he had a deep affection for Jiajun."
Nie Zhao's eyes darkened: "This is utter nonsense. He'll only make a mess of the battlefield and increase our difficulty."
He took out his phone again, dialed Sam's number, and said in English, "Go to the airport and accompany Vice Chairman Liang."
After hanging up, he dialed again and said, "Minister Zhong, immediately take men to Happy Valley Villa and establish a curfew around the perimeter. No one, not even those sent by Chairman Nie, is allowed to enter the villa. If necessary, open fire. I will handle the aftermath!"
The atmosphere in the car instantly plummeted from joy and excitement to freezing point.
Chen Rou roughly guessed that Nie Zhao was worried about the old man and was adding extra security measures for Nie Yao.
At the same time, she seemed to understand why, thirty years later, Nie Jiayu and Nie Jiajun would rather join forces to steal his wealth than wait until his death to inherit his estate.
She had a gut feeling that she could sense the beginnings and seeds of that case thirty years from now.
That said, this little fox who broke his father's record and remained on the throne of Hong Kong's richest man for another thirty years also had his weaknesses, or rather, his inability to empathize with ordinary people. Unlike Leung Lee-sang, who was loyal and righteous, he was short-sighted and not so keen on wealth. Like Han Yu-chu, he was someone who could very keenly smell the secrets of wealth.
It was also Mei Lu's fault that he had to stay in Europe for so long.
Putting aside the original body, her attraction to Nie Zhao was a romantic one, love, which is hard to replace.
But children like Nie Jiayu, Nie Jiajun, Nie Han, and Liang Lisheng have always lived with Nie Yao, who is a good and kind person and holds a significant place in the children's hearts.
It's understandable that Nie Rongzhen would die on the cruise ship in Victoria Harbour to see his grandson and his second son, but Nie Zhao can't empathize with him, nor can he empathize with Jiayu and Jiajun. Moreover, since the incident, he has been using money and force to suppress everyone's emotions. It's okay in the short term, but if it goes on for too long, those people will become alienated from him.
What Chen Rou was even more curious about was that he was actually very smart. He knew how to use Nie Yao to subdue Liang Lisheng, so he could definitely do the same with Nie Jiayu and Nie Jiajun. So why did the two children hate him, their uncle, in the end?
While waiting at a red light, Chen Rou glanced to the side and saw that her cheap husband, who had been so smug just moments before, was now frowning and looking dejected. Of course, when a contest begins between father and son, there are no winners; both will be losers.
Similarly, when Nie Jiayu and Nie Jiajun face him, they will all be losers.
Since he dreamed of her in the future, even if it was just a fragment, he should also know that his two nephews would turn against him, right?
He and Han Yuzhu were also working-class people, working-class people of the Nie family. They provided their family with fine clothes, delicious meals, luxury cars, and mansions, making them live like slaves in the streets and humble dwellings in the city. However, the people who hurt them the most were also all surnamed Nie.
Chen Rou paused for a moment, then reached out and touched her husband's cheek, before leaning in to kiss him deeply on the cheek.
In the blink of an eye, the red light turned green. While Boss Nie was still stunned, his wife's car had already shot off like an arrow.
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