Chapter 1885 God of Wealth, yyds!
In Myron's heart, the God of Wealth is yyds, and she feels that nothing can defeat her.
So he was really shocked.
Huo Yao had no intention of paying any attention to the chatterbox behind him. His slender white fingers tapped on the computer keyboard from time to time.
The plane has now entered the border. The original flight of more than ten hours has been shortened to five hours. It will reach City C in another half an hour.
Up to this moment, the satellite data flying to City C has not captured the flight that Professor Min and his team were on.
It’s not because the signal frequency could not be found, but because the plane seemed to have never flown to City C at all.
Huo Yao's eyes were somewhat deep, she didn't think her speculation was wrong.
But there was no sign of the plane, which was indeed puzzling.
After glancing at the time, Huo Yao stopped trying to find the satellite signal. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples with his fingers, gradually relaxing his highly concentrated nerves.
Seeing this, Myron tactfully stopped talking.
Half an hour later, the plane landed in City C.
Huo Yao's phone also regained connection signal, and several WeChat messages popped up.
All from Zhuoyun.
After reading the message, she called Zhuo Yun back directly.
Zhuo Yun and his group arrived in City C an hour ago. After landing, they sent messages and called Huo Yao. Now they finally got through, and their voices were anxious. "Ms. Huo, your call is finally connected..."
Huo Yao hummed lightly, and as he walked off the plane, he didn't say anything else and asked directly: "Where are you now?"
Zhuo Yun was stunned for a moment, but still subconsciously reported a location.
Huo Yao nodded, seeming to be very familiar with City C, "Okay, I'll be there in half an hour."
"You didn't... go back to City C?" Zhuo Yun's eyes widened. No wonder he couldn't get in touch with him before.
"Yeah." Huo Yao responded lightly.
Zhuo Yun heard this and said, "Wait for you."
Huo Yao hung up the phone.
She put away her phone, thought for a moment, then turned to look at Myron who got off the plane behind her, "Thanks."
Myron paused, and when he met the eyes of the God of Wealth, he understood the meaning of her "thank you" almost immediately. The corners of his lips twitched immediately, "No, I won't throw it away after using it like this."
There were several of his men following behind him, and they all stopped at this moment.
Myron coughed and added in a low voice: "I have to save face too!"
"Which is more valuable, face or life?" Huo Yao said with a smile.
"The God of Wealth."
Myron still had that grin on his face, as if he was joking, but there was a hint of seriousness in his voice.
Huo Yaojing looked at him for a few seconds, and finally said nothing more. She turned and walked out of the tarmac.
This is Yunzhijing’s special liaison office in City C. There is already a car parked not far away.
Soon, the two got in the car.
Half an hour later, Huo Yao met up with Zhuo Yun and the others at the official garrison building in City C.
"Brother Yu is waiting for you upstairs."
Zhuo Yun had met Myron before and knew his identity, so he greeted him very politely.
With outsiders present, Myron's face had already returned to its cold and aloof expression. He nodded and just followed Huo Yao.
However, when he entered the official territory, he felt in his heart that it was a good opportunity to cling to the thigh of the God of Wealth.
Although Yunzhijing covers a wide range of fields and is a website where anything can be traded, it does not have that many connections with the official authorities.
This time, maybe I can take the opportunity to expand my business.
(End of this chapter)
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