But judging from the figure, he looks a bit like Jiang Ning.

Gong Zeyang frowned, got out of the car and walked there, wanting to confirm if it was Jiang Ning.

The next second, the man stuffed the person into the back seat, and for just a moment, Gong Zeyang could see her face clearly.

It’s Jiang Ning!

Before he could pass by, the man had already gotten into the passenger seat and the car drove away instantly.

"Damn it!" Gong Zeyang cursed, hurried back, got in the car and drove to follow.

I called Leng Yuchen and said, "I saw someone. I don't know if she was drunk or what. She must have been in a coma and was taken away by a man."

"Man?" Leng Yuchen's brows instantly furrowed into the Chinese character "Chuan".

He indeed heard the man's voice from the cell phone he just dropped.

"I'm following that car. I'll send you its positioning. Come over here." Gong Zeyang operated his mobile phone with one hand, shared his real-time location with it, and then began to follow the car attentively.

The car in front was obviously a professional driver, driving fast and steadily.

"Boss, there seems to be a car following us."

In the car, the driver was a little worried.

He has been following his boss for almost ten years and has done this kind of thing a lot, but this is the first time he has been chased.

"Get rid of it." Mr. Yu said calmly.

The eldest daughter of the Ning family personally sent this woman to him today, how could he give up so easily.

He didn't know who the person following him was, but what could an ordinary company designer do?

Feng Shang still has to rely on himself to give them a bite to eat!

He didn't believe that fashion could really offend him for a designer.

"yes."

The driver nodded, held the steering wheel tightly, and followed by several overtaking maneuvers.

Jiang Ning, who was very fast, was jolted from behind, and the discomfort made her vaguely conscious.

Just haven't woken up yet.

Miyazawa Yang, who was following behind, noticed that cars were overtaking him in front of him, and he knew he had been discovered.

"Talk."

Unable to resist swearing, he tightened his grip on the brake, stepped on the accelerator, and overtook the car.

Leng Yuchen also rushed over, but he hadn't caught up with Gong Zeyang yet.

After several turns, Miyazawa finally lost track of him.

"Where are the people?" When Leng Yuchen arrived, Gong Zeyang was parked on the side of the road with a look of remorse on his face, lit a cigarette and leaned against the car.

"I lost you." Gong Zeyang closed his eyes and punched the car door.

Hearing this, Leng Yuchen's face instantly turned cold, and his eyes seemed to have been tempered with ice.

But the next second he said calmly: "Do you remember the license plate?"

Gong Zeyang didn't forget to stop and show his license plate.

Leng Yuchen took out his mobile phone and called his assistant, "Call the roadside surveillance and find out where this license plate is within five minutes."

Dare to touch your own people within the boundaries of Kyoto!

"Mr. Leng, monitor..."

The assistant was also a little embarrassed.

Five minutes is really too short.

Next to him, Gong Zeyang knew that he was anxious and wanted to persuade him not to embarrass his assistant.

But the next second, he was killed by his cold eyes.

Forget it, at this time, it's best for him not to speak.

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Kana. After telling Kana the license plate and the incident, he hesitantly typed: I owe you a favor.

The other person responded quickly: Jiang Ning is my designer, it has nothing to do with you, just wait.

The reply was very domineering.

Miyazawa Yang breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Kana would help after saying this.

Soon, news came from both sides.

Kana sent the car’s last parked location, and Leng Yuchen’s assistant located the hotel.


Chapter completed!