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Chapter 1602 A car accident?

"Mr. Wilson, we are sorry for hitting your car, but we have urgent matters now. Can we talk about compensation later?"

The bodyguard got out of the car on the 1st and negotiated with Qi Ling.

At this time, he was not the only one sitting in Qi Ling's car, but there was also Song Yun.

He had gained a lot in Pingzhou this time. Song Yun helped mentioned it twice in front of Mr. Song, and Mr. Song had a certain impression of Qi Ling, a young man.

Song Zhiyu was also a little curious about this kind of young man who dared to gamble and was rich.

He agreed to meet Qi Ling in the evening, but not alone.

Instead, they went together to attend the celebration banquet of Pingzhou Gongpan.

Most of the people who stayed today are senior members of the association or senior figures.

They gathered together to celebrate the successful conclusion of the Peng Chau public auction and also to exchange and learn from each other.

Many bosses want to attend this banquet because they want connections.

Originally, Qi Ling also had an invitation to attend the banquet because he became the king of this session.

But with Mr. Song speaking in person, the weight was completely different.

Song Yun believed that she was the matchmaker between Qi Ling and her grandfather, so she volunteered to inform Qi Ling.

After she found Qi Ling, Qi Ling kept her here and now said that he would invite her to the banquet.

Song Yun thought that this was Qi Ling getting close to her, so how could she disagree?

She had already planned to spare no effort to recommend Qi Ling to her uncles and uncles at the banquet tonight, so that they could see Qi Ling's excellence.

As long as Qi Ling gets to know these people, he will definitely develop better and better in the country.

As for the collapse of Biao Wang's bet, it was just an accident and could not mean anything.

She believed that Qi Ling was very good, even better than brother He Yan.

However, their car was hit at this moment, which disturbed Song Yun's fantasy, and she was particularly unhappy.

"No!" Before Qi Ling could refuse, Song Yun spoke first.

"What's the matter with you? Don't you have eyes when driving? You didn't see the car coming, so you had to hit it?"

Song Yun looked at the people in the car critically.

They all had varying degrees of injuries on their bodies. The man who got out of the car to deal with the accident even had a swollen eye, and he didn't look like a good person.

Song Yun subconsciously shrank her neck, and then remembered that she was sitting next to Qi Ling. He would definitely not see her suffer, so she immediately became hardened again.

"You guys didn't come here on purpose, right?"

"Miss Song, we are Mr. Yan's personal bodyguards. Someone attacked our boss before, and now the boss's car has entered the underground garage. We are worried that they will be in danger again, so we would like to ask Miss Song to make it easier."

Obviously, the bodyguard had recognized Song Yun's domineering face.

Previously, there were bodyguards who were responsible for following Manshu, and naturally they witnessed how Song Yun framed Miss Manshu. Now when they saw Song Yun, in fact, the bodyguards didn't want to look good on her.

But in order not to waste time, I could only apologize to her politely.

"You said you are that Yan Zhan's bodyguard?" Song Yun looked at Bodyguard No. 1 critically.

This bodyguard, Yan Zhan, is a bit inferior, and he was beaten like this.

Could it be that because Yan Zhanshu attracts the wind, someone is interested in the jadeite in his hand?

After all, Song Yun is a child from a wealthy family, so she still has some common sense.

Her family also attracts people's attention, but because of the old man's reputation, few people would choose to have evil thoughts about the Song family.

It's not that there was nothing, but fortunately, there was no danger.


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