In the blink of an eye, it has been two days since Ruge disappeared.
In the dark night, a jet-black Bentley parked under a maple tree. Sparks burned in the mid-night sky. The smoke was enveloped by the night. Behind the smoke was a beautiful and cold face.
"He Jian." The man took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, raised his hand and threw it out. The sparks flew through the air in a parabola and then landed, accompanied by the man's deep and powerful voice.
"President, I have followed your instructions." He Jian lowered his head and reported.
"Well, make it bigger and spread it out. Whether it's a living person or a corpse, I want detailed information." Xue Shao's magnetic voice was steady and serious. In the night, he frowned and his eyes became cold.
The words fell on He Jian's heart, giving him a heavy feeling. He lowered his eyelashes and said, "President, we will go all out to find Lan Ruge's whereabouts. You...don't worry too much."
It was a bit awkward for a grown man to say something caring. But He Jian couldn't help but say it when he saw the CEO's sad look.
He has been with the president for nearly 20 years, and he understands all of President Xue's forbearance and loneliness.
The CEO, who had been empty for so many years, finally met the woman he had missed for several years. Losing her again was undoubtedly adding salt to the pain.
What's more, the CEO's son is a heart-wrenching child who still needs meticulous care. He Jian suddenly felt worried about the CEO, not knowing whether it was out of pity or other reasons.
Xue Shaohan raised his eyes, which became darker in the night. He glanced at He Jian with unclear meaning, "Everything was done in secret. The Canadian company continued to discuss the details. The news of Lan Ruge's disappearance was treated as if it had not happened." Xue Shao skipped He Jian.
Jian was concerned and gave orders.
A heartless word made He Jian's heart sink again, his heart sank for Lan Ruge and for the CEO.
"Okay, CEO, I will take care of it." He Jian responded.
"Find it as soon as possible, my son needs a healthy bone marrow." Xue Shao warned.
After He Jian agreed, his cell phone rang, "Mo Jie, what's the matter?" He Jian received the call.
As the words were told over there, He Jian's brows furrowed little by little, worry and anger appearing on his brows.
"Okay, hold on tight first, I'll report to the president right away." He Jian's soothing voice was filled with urgency.
"President, it's not good!" He Jian hung up the phone and turned to Xue Shao. He had always been calm, but now he looked anxious, which showed the seriousness of the matter.
"What's the matter?" Xue Shao raised his eyebrows.
"Someone is causing trouble in the Xueyu Group's underground casino and blocking the delivery of our arms." He Jian reported, with sweat beads on his forehead and worry.
Ever since Xueyu Group was in danger of being acquired, and the president used the power of the Huo family to reclaim it, the president was determined to create shares that belonged to Xueyu Group alone. However, shares require money, and the fastest, most exciting, and most profitable way to make money is to
The method is to open a casino and engage in arms trading.
In the past five years, He Jiangen has been following the president, helping to trade such commodities, hiding secrets, full of enthusiasm, and extremely exciting. Money has also flowed into the Xueyu Group's account in large quantities.
However, the most difficult thing about this type of transaction is that someone has malicious control. For the first time in five years, the current situation has occurred. He Jian was inevitably anxious and temporarily lost his sense of proportion.
Hearing He Jian's words, Xue Shao raised his sword eyebrows, a cold light flashed across his black eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up in an arc that was seductive and playful.
Ha~ It’s interesting, the opponent finally appeared. His life has been too dull these years. When the dull life makes people depressed and panicked, they need some stimulation to reconcile.
Has the opponent finally made a move? Ha~ Very good, Xue Shao will accompany him to have a good time!
"Get in the car and go to the casino!" Xue Shao lifted his slender legs and sat in the comfortable back seat of the Bentley, ordering He Jian who was waiting for his order.
In the dark night, a casino with a grand underground atmosphere.
This casino is divided into four areas, four spaces, separated by thick and practical walls, and divided into luxurious private rooms. The private rooms are naturally furnished with gaming tables, gambling equipment, and wine and food for entertainment.
In the main casino space, a large venue, there is an imposing rectangular gaming table, which is obviously the best equipment for playing stud. Round chips are piled up messily on the grass-green tabletop.
"Hahahaha... these all belong to me, but you little guys still dare to come and gamble! Hahahaha..." A proud and mocking laugh came from the bustling casino.
A man bent over the table with his arms in a hug shape, and excitedly grabbed the chips on the opposite side towards him, "I'm telling you, you casinos are all mediocre, and you dare to show off your skills as a three-legged cat.
It's better to go back to your hometown and gnaw your father's bones!" The man arrogantly pointed at the young man across from him who had just bet with him and lost all his family property. He smiled arrogantly and grinned.
, revealing teeth that were slightly blackened by smoke stains.
The young man who had lost all his wealth had a shaved head, neither tall nor short, a big nose, small eyes, and a face with a Chinese character. His face was so angry that he stood up when he was afraid of the table, gritted his teeth and glared at the opposite side, laughing wildly.
The man's Chinese-character face was twisted into a cross face with hatred, "Jitou, you wait! One day I will make you pay back double the amount!" He pointed at the bald and fat man opposite, commonly known as "Jitou" and said without confidence.
War letter.
"Huh! You have to have that ability! Get out of here with your tail between your legs! Otherwise I won't even let you get out of here!" The aircraft head slapped the table fiercely and stood up, threatening in a rough and powerful voice.
young man.
"Let's go, let's accept defeat. This is the rule on the road..."
"It's just that you are not a man if you still refuse to pay after losing..."
The people watching the excitement began to talk about it, and they all sneered at the young man with contempt and ridicule.
This is such a trend on this road. The voices of the masses always stand on the side with strong pressure. Some people may sympathize with the weak, but in the situation of divergent opinions, their voices still side with the majority of people, as if this is the case.
, they have a reason to continue to stand in this place.
The young man was full of reluctance, but was frightened by the power of the aircraft head. In line with the eternal theorem that if you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood, the young man pretended not to admit defeat and pointed at the aircraft head.
, but he still stepped back gradually. When he reached the door, he turned around and stepped away.
The bright lights in the casino shone like daylight on the head of the plane, which was not even a hair away. It was shiny, adding a bit of disgust to his ferocity.
"Hmph! If you're fighting with me, I'm giving him an advantage by not chopping off his hand! Dealer, go call your boss and say that I'm in a good mood today and want to play a few games with him!" The front of the machine took over the staff.
He brought up a box of money that the young man had just lost and put it heavily on the gaming table, shouting at the croupier who had just dealt the cards with a manic and uncontrolled attitude.
"I'm sorry, boss, our boss doesn't accept customers easily." The croupier said without hesitation.
"Fart! I have to see your boss today! Stop talking to me and call him out quickly!" The machine leader stood up angrily, grabbed the dealer's collar, and scolded him rudely and arrogantly.
The croupier was pushed back and staggered a few steps, but someone from behind held his shoulders, steadying his unsteady steps and his continuous retreat.
The croupier turned around, with a bit of joy on his face, "Boss Mo."
Mo Jie used force in his hands to help the dealer upright, walked up to the arrogant and domineering machine head without expression, and examined him, "Are you the machine head of Fengyun Casino these days?" he said calmly.
, a question does not sound like a question.
"Hahaha... That's me, I'm the boss of the casino! I've been waiting for you for a few days. It turns out that the owner of the underground casino is just a pretty boy." The machine head laughed wantonly, "It seems that the casinos are all rubbish because of you as the boss.
If it doesn't work, play a game with me, if you lose, the whole casino belongs to me. How about that!" The machine waved his arms roughly, spitting everywhere.
Mo Jie rolled his eyes with disdain on his face.
The machine head who was left out was not convinced and raised his voice, "Boy, I know you are afraid! Then there is no need to gamble, just sign the transfer. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold back your urine!" The machine head shouted angrily.
"The boss only bets with people. I only saw a wild boar. Do you think it is necessary to bet with beasts?" Mo Jie lowered his eyes and cast a disdainful glance at the indignant machine head with the cold eyes he had developed beside President Xue over the years.
Calm words, but full of gunpowder, full of counterattack.
"You...you called me a beast!" The head of the aircraft glared red with anger.
"An animal still knows how to wag its tail to beg for mercy when meeting its master, but you are not even qualified to wag its tail." The implication is that you are not even qualified to be an animal!
"You!" The engine head's anger reached the top of his head, "I'll kill you!" The engine head glared angrily, widened his ferocious eyes, raised his fist and struck hard at Mo Jie.
"Don't move!" It's a pity that the angry look on the nose of the plane and the fist as heavy as a hammer were in vain.
While the fist of the aircraft head was still in the air, a black silenced pistol flashed from Mojie's hand, and the hard black hole suddenly pressed against the forehead of the aircraft head.
His arrogant eyes suddenly softened, he raised his hands in the air in a surrender gesture, and swallowed a sip of saliva.
A common man is always brave and foolhardy, and Jitou provides a very good definition for this sentence.
"Tell me, who sent you here?" Mo Jie lowered his face and tightened the gun between his forehead and the nose of the plane.
However, although Ji Tou is a common man, he has the most precious word of loyalty on the road, "Kill if you want, I am responsible for everything I do!" Ji Tou, who had shown a hint of fear just now, seemed to suddenly change his mind when it came to betrayal and non-betrayal.
Become not afraid of death.
"Okay, I will help you now!" Mo Jie quickly loaded the gun with his thumb and pulled the trigger of the gun with his index finger.
"Wait a minute, if you don't want to know where Lan Ruge is, just kill me!"