69 The Women of the Fengbo Group Are All Dried Birds
Years later, whenever Suning thought of that breezy early winter night when a man staggered on the streets of Qingdao, her heart would suddenly ache, and then she would feel great fear. Although the man was now safe and sound.
She took the children out to play, but she still thought like this: If there was a car at that time, maybe because the brakes failed, or maybe the driver was driving too fast for a moment, what would the result be like?
Suning didn't dare to think about the consequences if she didn't come to Qin Yuguan in time. She just knew that all the potential dangers would have been solved when Qin Yuguan, who was already unconscious, was pulled onto the Land Rover. She didn't dare to go there.
Thinking about it, she just kept reminding herself: She is Qin Yuguan's harbor, the kind who can tolerate everything in a calm and peaceful environment.
"I'm Suning, can you still recognize me?" Suning dragged Qin Yuguan into the car. Without waiting for him to react, he pushed him into the passenger seat, and then fastened his hands and feet for him.
Please wear your seat belt, and then you close the car door amidst the honking of the vehicle behind you.
Qin Yuguan had recognized that this woman was Suning, but he didn't dare to open his eyes. He was afraid that when he saw Suning, he would be unable to help but pounce on her. But just because he didn't open his eyes didn't mean that he could hold his breath for a long time.
The scent of Suning's body penetrated into his nose, teasing his nerves that were about to be broken. Holding the handle of the car tightly, Qin Yuguan smiled hoarsely: "
Suning, why are you here? Is there any mineral water?"
"Look at your moral character!" As soon as Suning said this complaint, tears fell down his fair face. He used to be a man who liked to use his attitude to play with the world to cover up his indifference. How could he be so stupid as to deliberately step into the world?
To the point of being trapped by others? Even if he is stupid, is there no woman who can take good care of him, take care of him, and prevent him from living on the street?
"Are those women in the Fengbo Group just freeloaders? There are so many women who can't look down on you! I heard they're all vying to be your wife if they still have the nerve to be your wife. It seems like they're all going to die!" After closing the car door,
, Suning did not drive in a hurry, but held Qin Yuguan's face with both hands distressedly, sobbing and cursing.
"Suning, I, I feel very uncomfortable right now..." Qin Yuguan fumbled around on the dashboard, and finally touched a bottle. He didn't care about what was inside, opened the cap of the bottle, and then thoughtlessly
He poured it on his head. Suddenly, the aroma of wine filled the entire car. It turned out to be a bottle of red wine.
The red wine did give him a moment of calm at the beginning, but the aroma of the wine that followed made Qin Yuguan, who was already about to burn, feel even hotter. He opened Suning's hand, and then shook his head hard
Throw it forward.
He wanted to use the severe pain to resist the aphrodisiac that the Tibetan Mastiff used tirelessly.
But how could Suning let him touch the dashboard? If he bruised this pretty face, who would accompany him? He hugged Qin Yuguan's head, hugged him tightly in his arms, and shouted: "You
Silly! I know the pain you endure, but am I not here?"
After smelling the fragrance on Suning's body and feeling the soft presence, Qin Yuguan finally collapsed. He hugged Suning hard with his backhand, grabbed her hair with one hand, grabbed her collar with the other, and then pulled her hard
... Just as he was gasping for breath and about to do something, a shock hit the back of his head, and he fainted.
Suning slowly put down the pistol in her right hand and looked at Qin Yuguan lying on her lap distressedly. She was about to say something to forgive herself for not taking such a heavy blow when she heard someone knocking on the car window. She turned around and pushed away.
The car door, the gun in his hand was pointed at a man in a casual jacket who took a step back to avoid the car door, and asked: "What are you doing?"
Many years later, whenever this man thought of that breezy early winter night, when he saw the beautiful woman with tears streaming down her face in the Land Rover SUV, with a murderous face on her face and a black pistol pointed at him, he thought
I was glad for my cleverness at that time. Although it did lose his face as a "black tiger", but living is the last word, isn't it? Especially when he heard his daughter's milky voice asking him, "Dad, my
When he kept the comic book "Longteng Special Forces" somewhere, he still secretly admired himself for saying, "Miss x, do you need my help?"
Hei Huhu, the owner of a nightclub, originally wanted to knock on the car door and yell at the driver, "You're fucking sick, stop driving here!" But he didn't expect that when the car door opened, that's not what he said to him.
When the word 'i'msorry' turned out to be a black muzzle, he quickly changed the words to: "Miss x, do you need my help?"
Unexpectedly, the quality of the citizens of Qingdao was so high, and even a grown man was so polite. Suning glanced at Qin Yuguan and wanted to ask him if he had any mineral water, but felt that the most important thing was to find a place to rescue him as soon as possible.
It was heavy, so he gave a pear-shaped smile: "No need." Then he threw the gun on the dashboard with a click, then slammed the car door, put the gear on, and started the car.
"Find the hotel closest to Fengqiuhuang for me in three minutes and help me get a room." Suning held the steering wheel with one hand and put the phone to her ear with the other. As soon as she finished speaking, there was a man inside.
The voice said: "Su Chu, across from Fengqiuhuang, there is a leisure club called Qiankun Palace. I think the conditions are good and you should be able to stay here."
"Okay, you go and book a room, I'll be there soon."
Suning casually put his phone on the dashboard, measured the distance of the car behind him through the reflector, and then stepped on the accelerator. The Land Rover let out a low roar, and the car suddenly accelerated. Just as he was about to hit the car in front of him, Suning
When the car came to the rear, the turn signal was not turned on. Suning suddenly turned the steering wheel and released the accelerator, slamming on the brakes. Then the Land Rover off-road vehicle made a tooth-wrenching sound under the tires.
, a beautiful big turn, diagonally into the opposite lane, whining and running away in the opposite direction.
"My mother...what's wrong with this woman?" Black Tiger looked back at Land Rover who disappeared in the blink of an eye, and said rather vulgarly: "Are you in a hurry to go to sex?"
He is so smart, no wonder he was able to take the opportunity to separate his daughter from him one noon many years later when his daughter asked him for a copy of Longteng Comics, he was anxious to do something against his family planning with his wife:
Ben? Ah, I remembered that it is under the book "I am a good boy" in the fourth drawer of the cabinet behind the sofa in the living room downstairs. Go find it, sweetie..."
Wang Qing and Mrs. Wang were sitting on the sofa in the corner of the hall on the first floor, looking sadly at the Fengqiuhuang Leisure Club opposite, which was also brightly lit but bustling with people. Then they looked at the thousands of square meters of Qiankun Palace, except for one
The man was checking in at the counter. There were not many people in the lobby of Nuo University.
"Well, it seems that I can't compete with Feng Bo in the future." Mrs. Wang reached out and picked up a bunch of grapes, peeled them carefully, and put them on the plate in front of her son with a motherly look on her face: "Qing'er,
Judging from your father's darkened face after returning from Fengqiuhuang, I know that there is little hope for cooperation with the Mingzhu Consortium this time. In addition, Jinghua's Tianlun Group suddenly became cold towards us for some reason. Let me see.
……well."
Wang Qing really wanted to tell his mother that even if Tianlun Group came to help, I am afraid it would not be a match for Fengbo Group, because he now fully understood that Qiankun Palace and Fengbo Group were not on the same level at all. Just from the airport this morning
From one scene, it can be seen that the storm is inevitable for this cooperation. With a wry smile, he said: "Mom, don't worry about this. In fact, as long as we take over the renovation project of Jincheng Old District, it will be fine.
Why worry so much?"
"You are quite contented, but..."
"But what?" Wang Qing raised his head in confusion and saw his mother looking towards the door of the hall. Following her gaze, Wang Qing saw a woman.
Qiankun Palace is a large club integrating leisure, entertainment and accommodation. There are many women coming in and out every day, but Wang Qing has never seen any woman who can compare with the woman who came in, whether in temperament or appearance.
What surprised Wang Qing the most was that she was holding someone in her arms, with one arm hanging down.
This woman's dress is very similar to the heroine in The Matrix, but she is cooler than Carrie-Anne Moss. The face that should be full of seductive charm that makes men fascinated, is now covered by
Covered by a distressed chill, her height of about 1.7 meters was wrapped in a black windbreaker. Although it was not possible to tell specifically what her figure was, it gave people the feeling that she was slim and graceful for no reason.
The bright high-waisted riding boots she wore hit the floor, causing the empty hall to make a slow clicking sound as she walked.
What if I were that man? Wang Qing looked straight at the woman who stopped. And the man who had been standing by the counter, after seeing the woman come in, hurriedly ran to her
In front of her, she asked her questions diligently, apparently wanting to take the person in his arms for him.
The woman shook her head, but pointed her round chin in the direction of the elevator, signaling the man to open the elevator for him. When she gently tightened the man in her arms, Wang Qing suddenly discovered that the man in her arms was
The man in the woman's arms turned out to be the personal secretary of the famous boss who made a big splash at the airport that morning, that is, Qin Yuguan, whose background was so powerful that he did not dare to tell his mother.
He was not entertaining guests in Fengqiuhuang, so how could he be held here by a woman? Wang Qing suddenly became excited. Looking at the three people who walked into the elevator, he stood up and walked to the counter, pretending to be casual and asked: "What happened just now?"
Which room did the gentleman open?"
"It's room b-2 on the 9th floor." Seeing that it was Shaodong's family, the counter clerk quickly answered his question, disregarding the professional ethics of protecting customer confidentiality.
"Okay." Wang Qing said, walked slowly to the bathroom, then took out his mobile phone and dialed 110: "Hey, I found two men and one woman, um... yes, I saw it with my own eyes. The address is
At the Qiankun Palace Club in Jincheng District, the room number is Room B-2 on the 9th floor."