The Romantic CEO

This day has a lot of rain, every year to August, a city will usher in typhoon days, the rainstorm has not stopped.

At eight o'clock, Jiang Yichen came out of Bo Jinglan's study. He was thinking that if he could not catch the plane, he would change to high-speed rail. Although it took a long time, he should be able to catch up with her. Unfortunately, he could not spend the Dragon Boat Festival with her.

A few days ago, they had a discussion about whether to eat sweet or salty rice dumplings on the Dragon Boat Festival. She said that she must eat enough sweet beans, white sugar and fresh meat dumplings before leaving. Unfortunately, the time is too late, otherwise we must make zongzi by ourselves.

Today's conversation with Bo Jinglan was smooth. With a smile on his lips, he met Bo Shuyan waiting in the living room when he went downstairs.

He stood at the foot of the stairs with one hand in his pocket and looked up at Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen stopped and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Zhou Zhiwen came with the guard."

Zhou Zhiwen, the chief spokesman of the current cabinet secretary general, personally brought the guard to the home of Prime Minister Bo Jinglan. The reason is that the absolute safety of the prime minister should be guaranteed in a special period.

So before Jiang Yichen made a response, the guard arrived at the door.

"Block the courtyard. No one is allowed in and out." After an order, Zhou Zhiwen came into the house from the courtyard under the open road of a row of well-dressed guards.

The domestic servants have a collective holiday today. Even aunt Xin is not here.

There are only three people in the prime minister's residence today. Bo Jinglan is still in the study on the second floor.

Bo Shuyan frowned: "Secretary Zhou, are you?"

"Young master." Zhou Zhiwen, with a white hand cuff, saluted the thin book and inkstone. "There was an explosion three kilometers away from here half an hour ago. You are on holiday today. I am afraid that some lawless elements will take advantage of this opportunity to make trouble. Therefore, we will send more personnel and send the police to ensure your absolute safety. "

the reason is so impressive. Bo Shuyan is not very good at refuting.

He nodded and said, "well, Secretary Zhou, I have something else to do. I have to leave first."

Zhou Zhiwen held out his hand and said, "it's chaos outside. I can't guarantee the safety of the eldest son. Please stay here and send someone to see you away when the alarm is off."

Jiang Yichen did not say a word, watching Zhou Zhiwen perform quietly.

In the study, Bo Jinglan hears the sound and comes downstairs. Seeing a line of guards in his home, he frowns and asks Zhou Zhiwen what's going on?

Zhou Zhiwen said to Bo Jinglan what he had just said to Bo Shuyan.

Bo Jinglan said: "can there be casualties in the explosion?"

"Seven deaths and twenty-four injuries?"

Bo Jinglan's expression is stagnant: "so serious?"

"This matter must be dealt with properly, the cause of the accident should be investigated clearly, the aftermath work should be done well, and there should be no mistakes in cases related to human life," he said

"I understand! Within five kilometers of the scene of the crime, an alarm has been set up. The road is blocked and no access is allowed. My subordinates try their best to ensure your safety. "

Bo Jinglan nodded and said to Bo Shuyan, "Shuyan, you'll stay here for the night." He said: "the guest room was cleaned up the day before yesterday, and you will make it overnight." He was not very comfortable today. He wanted to go to the scene in person, but Zhou Zhiwen stopped him.

In the evening, Jiang Yichen stayed at the prime minister's residence. His mobile phone was confiscated according to the Convention. It was only a few hours, but it was delayed all night.

At six o'clock in the morning, the alarm went off and the car left the prime minister's residence.

When Jiang Yichen opened his mobile phone, it was a series of missed calls.

Inexplicably, he felt uneasy.

Stomach over the river, Haiti pain, as if there is a hand in the stir, this hot day he got up a cold sweat.

The phone rings again.

It's Banxi.

President Jiang Yan Xi's voice was solemn: "Miss Gu, she is missing."

Jiang Yichen's expression is congealed.

"And the people who followed her?"

"The two were still following Miss Gu last night, but a pizza hut on Anhua road suddenly caught fire. They were busy fighting the fire. Later, they found that Miss Gu was missing and could not be reached by phone."

"Waste!" Jiang Yichen murmured, "I'm back now."

The flight from Kyoto to city a was delayed today. He chose the high-speed rail for five hours.

Yanxi has told him what happened.

I went to see Mu Tianqiao yesterday, then went home and went to Anhua road by subway at seven o'clock in the evening. Before that, the bodyguards were always following her. But because the pizza shop was on fire, they went to put out the fire. After the fire was put out, the people who came back were gone.

Two people looked for the night, but the road monitoring was all gone. The last place she appeared should be Dongze lane. It was dark and heavy rain that night, and there was almost no one in the street, let alone the remote lane. They told Yanxi about it, but there was no one to answer Jiang Yichen's mobile phone.

Long fingers on the black fuselage. At the moment, the sinew of the hand is clear, and the strength is almost to crush the mobile phone.Did he think it was money?

But those who dare to kidnap him want money from him are those who did not know how to live before Zhao Si. Now Zhao Si's grave grass should be three meters high.

If you want money, why is there no news so far.

And it's just when he's not in city A.

The other party seems to know his whereabouts.

Then, it must not be underestimated.

It rained cats and dogs in a city today. It was already 1:00 p.m. when he arrived in city a, the two bodyguards who followed him wanted to apologize for their death. When asked who he was going to see, he said he didn't dare to ask, so he didn't know.

Yan Xi has already called his nearest friend to ask, but he doesn't dare to make too much publicity. From Mu Tian Qiao Qin to Xu orange, these are basically asked.

There was no news.

The man behind the table sipped his thin lips, and his eyes were cold and cold. The ashtray was thrown over and hit the head of a larger bodyguard. Then there was a man's voice like a thin blade against his throat: "if there is something wrong with her, neither of you will want to live."

President Jiang

Secretary Chen pushed the door in at the moment. Seeing the scene in front of her, she suddenly covered her scream. She did not look at the bloody scene. She lowered her head and handed over the document in her hand and said, "please have a look at the document sent to you by Mr. Doyle of constant group."

She shudders the voice to finish this sentence, did not wait for Jiang Yichen to speak, then scared to leave this right and wrong place.

Jiang Yichen was impatient to throw away the document in his hand, but after seeing Allen Davis's signature, he opened the file bag.

He took out the document, but brought out the small objects hidden in it, and fell on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Jiang Yichen bent down to pick it up, and his pupils contracted instantly.

It's a rusty bullet.

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