The look in Xiang Que's eyes made the other party look gross. The young man stood up with a "ooh" and asked a little at a loss: "Mr. Xiang, did I offend you just now?"
The young man thought he had offended the prince-in-law with what he said while chatting with Xiang Que, so he immediately said with a smile: "Don't mind, I think I am about the same age as you, we are both young people and we should have something in common."
We chatted casually for a while. If you feel that I have offended you, then it is my fault."
"Yes, Mr. Xiang, you..." The middle-aged woman also stepped forward to say hello to Xiang Que, but was immediately interrupted by him waving his hand.
Xiang Que stared blankly at the middle-aged woman this time, with the same horror in his eyes as before, and then confusion.
Everyone in the cabin was stunned, looking at Xiang Que a little confused. After Xiang Que stared at the two of them for a moment, he then turned to the others.
Just when Xiang Que asked when they would arrive in the United States, he was about to go back to rest when he suddenly discovered that the young man he had been chatting with before had a deathly aura in his body, and the woman came to intercede.
The same thing happened when they were talking, Xiang Que was a little confused at the time. Pushing forward in time, neither of them showed such changes when they were eating or chatting, but they all had a lifeless energy in an instant, and when Xiang Que looked at
When looking for others, he was horrified to find that at least one-third of the people on the plane were like this.
What does this mean? It means that some of the people on the plane are going to die soon.
This is a bit embarrassing. Before eating, people are good, but after eating, people will die?
"Come on, ask the driver when we entered U.S. airspace. Give me the exact time. It's best to be precise." Xiang Que greeted the flight attendant and gave instructions. After saying that, he directly nodded to the young man and the middle-aged man with his hand.
The young woman said: "You, you, and... you, all of you, come here."
The people who pointed to the missing finger were all the people whose Yintang had turned black and whose life force was exposed. As for the other people, they stood still. The person who was pointed at first hesitated with a confused look on their face, but they all looked at it.
As if he had no intention of joking with them, they all moved together.
Xiang Que stood opposite them with his hands behind his back. A total of eight people had this sign, and the rest were normal.
"What plans do you have for your trip to the United States this time?"
"Yu Yao and I, the people who just talked to you, as well as the acting president, Liu and we, eight of us, are going to Hawaii. The group has a star hotel project there, and the others are rushing to Los Angeles to negotiate.
Other business," the middle-aged woman said.
Xiang Que hummed, turned to look at the unharmed people, and asked: "Does that mean that after you arrive in the United States, you will divide your troops into two groups and go to two different places?"
Yu Yao nodded and said: "Hawaii and Los Angeles are quite far apart."
At this time, the flight attendant came back from the cabin: "We just entered U.S. airspace fifteen minutes ago, and we will arrive in New York in less than three hours."
"Ah, okay, I understand." Xiang Que frowned tightly. This matter is quite troublesome. A wave of people from the Baoxin department came and acted separately. That group of people had nothing to do, but eight of them were about to die.
, can he just sit back and do nothing?
As a prince-in-law, you must have the awareness of a prince-in-law. If this kind of thing happened to others, he would not bother to care about it, because people have their own destiny. If you are destined to die, outsiders cannot interfere, but these few on the plane are going to go deeper.
To put it bluntly, they were one of their own, so how could Xiang Que just watch them being buried in a foreign land?
"Mr. Xiang, what's your problem?" Yu Yao asked tentatively, and he could see it. It was obvious that the prince-in-law was either targeting him deliberately, or he was a bit too talkative and startled people.
Xiang Que looked up at the eight people in front of him and thought for a moment, then said: "Well, that's what happened... You are going to discuss business in Hawaii, is it possible to postpone this business, or change the time?
Or change the location or something?"
"Ah?" Suddenly, the person on the opposite side was immediately confused, and Yu Yao said blankly: "Why is this?"
Xiang Que waved his hand irritably and said: "There is no reason, I just ask whether it can be done or not."
"Absolutely not," the middle-aged woman said directly and firmly: "The company has been following this star hotel project to be built on the Hawaiian Islands for more than three years. Now it has been fully formed. It has cooperated with the Hawaiian official and another investment group.
It also contributed to the fact that if we did not arrive on time this time, the cooperation would be aborted.
For this reason, all the company's early investment will be gone, and the loss is incalculable. Moreover, this cooperation is the key to Baoxin's expansion into the North American market. Its importance to us is equivalent to laying the foundation for Baoxin in the United States. For this reason...
···Mr. Chen left China and flew directly to Hawaii a little later, only one day later than us."
"Uh-huh" Xiang Que was stunned and asked: "Mr. Chen, which Mr. Chen?"
Yu Yao blinked his little eyes and asked in confusion: "You are the consort, which Mr. Chen are you talking about?"
Xiang Que was dumbfounded. Chen Xia was coming too?
Xiang Que was a little upset and walked back and forth on the plane with his arms folded. There was silence all around. More people were wondering what the hell the prince-consort was doing.
"Well, can you contact Chen Xia now?"
The middle-aged woman shook her head and said: "Mr. Chen took a direct flight from Air China to Hawaii. We do have a satellite phone here, but we definitely can't contact him there."
"Telephone, give me the phone," Xiang Que stretched out his hand and said.
After the flight attendant handed him the satellite phone, Xiang Que returned to the lounge and dialed Chen Sanjin's number directly.
"Uncle Chen"
On the phone, Chen Sanjin said a little surprised: "You shouldn't have landed at this time, right? Why, what's the matter?"
"Something happened." Xiang Que briefly told Chen Sanjin about the problem. After he finished speaking, he asked again: "Uncle Chen, can you push this project forward?"
On the phone, Chen Sanjin was silent for a long time before saying: "If you can not push it, then it is definitely better not to push it, but compared with how many lives are lost, you have to push it even if you don't push it."
Chen Sanjin must have unconditionally believed in his son-in-law, but at the same time, Xiang Que also heard his helplessness and unwillingness on the phone. It seemed that this decision had a great impact on the Chen family and the Baoxin family.
"Let's do it this way. I'll do more research when I get to where I am. I'll take it one step at a time. Maybe there will be a turn for the better." Xiang Que felt that since he was the son-in-law of the Chen family, he couldn't hold back when it was time for him to contribute.
Since this project is so important to the Baoxin series, if you have room for detours, you have to try it. If it really doesn't work, you can choose to retreat.
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