Chaohua Academy
Time goes back to two days ago.
Because Tang Xili accepted the gift last night, Yong Zhixu was very happy. He got up early and went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, wanting to make breakfast for the little girl.
After buying groceries, he drove home. When he was about to reach the west gate, he saw a convoy of luxury cars driving out of the west gate. The blue lotus purple Rolls-Royce phantom supercar in the middle was particularly eye-catching.
Yong Zhixu stepped on the brakes, wondering: Where is Miss Tangxi going?
He opened WeChat to ask, but inadvertently saw a man in black with a pointed chin and monkey-like features taking pictures of Tang Xili's convoy with his mobile phone under a tree not far across the street. He seemed to have sent the pictures to someone.
Yong Zhixu's eyes paused, and he immediately drove over, got out and walked over pretending to ask for directions, and then snatched the man's cell phone in the blink of an eye.
However, he didn't check his phone. Instead, he asked, "Why are you taking pictures of those cars?"
Meeting his stern gaze, the man's eyes wandered for a moment, and he said confidently, "I've never seen a luxury car like that. I want to take a picture of it and see what brand it is."
This explanation was reasonable, however, Yong Zhixu had been staring into the man's eyes and did not miss the fleeting cunning in his eyes.
"You're lying!" he said with certainty.
The man's heart skipped a beat, his pupils flickered, and his voice became less firm than before.
"You're lying, your whole family is lying. Who are you? Why did you steal my phone? Give it back to me!"
Yong Zhixu turned off his phone, put it in his pocket, looked at the man sharply, grabbed his wrist, took out his own phone and called Jiang Wenqing.
Ten minutes later, a black extended Lincoln stopped in front of Yong Zhixu.
Jiang Wenqing came down with a cigarette in his mouth, followed by two burly bodyguards. They wore big gold chains, had tattoos on their arms, and had rough eyebrows and eyes. They looked very tough to deal with.
The man with the pointed chin and monkey cheeks saw this and his expression changed. He took a step back, his wrist struggling in Yong Zhixu's grip. "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
"Trouble." Yong Zhixu handed the person over to the two bodyguards. He knew that this was illegal, but since it was related to Tang Xili, he had to do it even if it was illegal...
The two bodyguards looked at the pointed-mouthed man who was a head shorter than them, smiled kindly, and led their men into the extended Lincoln.
Soon, the car began to shake slightly.
Jiang Wenqing handed Yong Zhixu a cigarette, raised his chin and smiled roguely, "The battle was quite intense."
Yong Zhixu took his cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it with the lighter he handed over.
The two waited under the big tree for about ten minutes. The car door opened and the two bodyguards carried the disheveled man with pointed mouth like a chicken and got out of the car with satisfaction.
"Mr. Yong, we found out that he was the person sent by An Minghe of the An family to monitor Tang Xili." The bodyguards spoke respectfully.
Yong Zhixu nodded and thanked the two of them, "Thank you both."
The bodyguards were somewhat flattered by his politeness. "No, no, no, besides, we also pried out something. I wonder if it will be of any use to Mr. Yong..."
"Please go ahead."
The bodyguard shook the sharp-mouthed man in his hand, raised his voice, and shouted, "You speak!"
The man with the pointed beak trembled with fear like a frightened bird, as if he had been through some inhuman torture. His face was pale and he stammered, "The An family not only asked us to monitor Tang Xili, but also asked us to secretly search for Tang Xili's twin sister..."
younger sister?
A hint of astonishment flashed in Yong Zhixu's eyes. Does she actually have a twin sister?
So An Jia, looking for her sister...are you trying to use this to deal with her?
Yong Zhixu's heart was in turmoil. After thinking for a moment, he said to Jiang Wenqing, "I'm afraid I still need your help..."
Jiang Wenqing put out his cigarette, walked up to him and listened attentively.
"Well, you help me..."
Before the two men whispered, the two bodyguards took the man with the pointed mouth back to the car. In order to prevent this man from doing anything bad to Mr. Yong, they would secretly monitor this man from now on.
Outside, under the tree, Jiang Wenqing, after hearing Yong Zhixu's whisper, gave a confident smile that said, "Leave it to me." "I understand. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
"Then I'll leave it to you."
"Okay, without further ado, I'll get started. I'm leaving now."
After Jiang Wenqing left, Yong Zhixu also drove home.
He had just put the vegetables he bought in the refrigerator when he suddenly received a WeChat message from Tang Xili. It was a ten-second video of Tang Xili standing in the living room showing off a white horse-faced skirt.
The horse-faced skirt is exquisite and gorgeous, with Sanskrit scriptures woven with gold thread.
The morning light hit the hem of the skirt, making the fabric shimmer and the scriptures sparkle.
The text below the video is from her: [Mr. Yong, I like your gift very much. Thank you very much]
Yong Zhixu didn't expect that she would wear it the next day and was willing to take a video to show him.
[Miss Tangxi, as long as you like it]
After replying, Yong Zhixu clicked on the video again and watched it over and over again, with the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.
A heart flew above the clouds and wandered among them.
The man's smile never dropped until he reached the Chamber of Commerce Building.
Assistant Sun reported the itinerary to him, but seeing that he didn't seem to be listening, he reported it again loudly.
"Vice President, there's an expo on Wall Street this Saturday, and the president has booked a flight for you three days later!"
The sudden rise in tone startled the absent-minded man. He curled his lips as if nothing had happened, folded his fingers on the desk, thumbs touching, and said seriously, "Okay, I got it. Go tell Minister Chen to come on the business trip with me."
"Yes, Vice President." Seeing that he laughed again before he finished speaking, Assistant Sun left the office in confusion.
"Could it be that the Vice President... is in love?"
Smiling so charmingly...
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The autumn weather is clear and crisp, and the wild geese fly south.
September 9th is the first time that several major Wall Street conglomerates will jointly host a business expo, where the world's top business leaders will gather.
The expo was held in a building at the end of Wall Street. Unlike the World Expo, which was a political event at the national level, this one was a social event organized by a business organization.
The venue was set up a month in advance, and all the exhibits were new products or hardcore old products from companies from various countries.
Not only were there countless bodyguards guarding the scene, but there were also special police forces dispatched by the government to provide escort at both ends of the street.
At nine o'clock in the morning, luxury cars gathered outside the expo building, and shopping giants from various countries arrived on time.
Bodyguards and special police were on high alert, helping the bigwigs get out of the car and walk onto the red carpet.
Spotlights flashed at the scene, and countless financial media squatted outside to take photos and report.
One of the Country M reporters said to the assistant next to him, "I heard that the person behind the Grobe Group will be attending the expo this time. We must get firsthand information."
As the head of one of the world's top ten financial groups, the person in charge of Grobe has always been mysterious and no one has seen him so far.
The entire industry wants to know what this business genius looks like. He can fight against several other major financial groups on Wall Street, one against many, and still win on equal terms in the end.
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