Yan Shengjie remained silent, holding the milk tea in his hand and shaking it casually.
At this time, Leng Yiran answered the phone, answered a few words and stood up, "I have something to do and I have to leave first. I will apologize to my aunt later and I will come over to see her another day."
Zhi Xing nodded, Leng Yiran looked at Yan Shengjie again and smiled at him, "Shengjie, I will make an appointment with you another day."
Yan Shengjie raised the corners of his lips and smiled seductively, "Okay."
Zhi Xing walked Leng Yiran to the door and watched him leave. A wall of flesh suddenly appeared behind him, and his waist was gently hugged.
Yan Shengjie put his chin on the crook of her neck and rubbed it, "Don't smile at that guy, I don't like it."
Zhi Xing turned around and stroked his cheek, which felt so good, "If you admit that you are jealous, I won't laugh."
Without even thinking about it, he nodded, "I'm jealous."
Zhixing smiled, hugged his waist, and whispered, "I understand."
After Wu Xiuting's examination, she was sent in by the nurse. Yan Shengjie went to M directly, "What's the result?"
M smiled resolutely, "Leave it to me, don't worry."
Yan Shengjie finally felt relieved and said, "Thank you."
*……*
Leng Yiran pushed open the study door and raised his eyebrows when he saw Qing sitting there, "Major General, why are you here?"
He stood up, his dark eyes locked in a deep look, "Haha, I'm sorry for not notifying Mr. Leng in advance. In fact, this is what the commander meant. He wanted us to have more contact, step up cooperation, and promote the implementation of the plan."
Leng Yiran sat across from him and said with a smile, "The commander is indeed thoughtful, so please ask Major General Qing to pay more attention in the future."
Qing nodded, "We will be partners from now on. You don't have to be so polite. Just call me Qing."
The two exchanged some pleasantries, and Leng Yiran ordered someone to take him back to his room to rest. At this time, Mi Zun came in and frowned, saying, "That old guy Kule must be worried, so he specially sent him to monitor us.
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Leng Yiran was not surprised. He sat on the chair and pursed his thin lips. "It's not surprising that he did this. It's good that this plan succeeded. If it fails, the US government will shirk its responsibility. He will naturally have to shoulder the responsibility."
This scapegoat for colluding with the underworld."
"Boss, what should we do now?"
Leng Yiran raised his eyes and smiled, "Of course, continue to play the role of our partner."
Mi Zun understood, nodded slightly, and retreated.
Turning around, he stared out the window as usual. He always felt that the night in Dallas was more colorful than that in St. Petersburg.
*……*
Zhixing woke up in the middle of the night and reached out to touch, but there was no one next to him.
She rubbed her eyes and shouted confusedly, "Jie?"
In the dark room, no one responded.
She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but couldn't find Yan Shengjie anywhere. She frowned, put on her nightgown and opened the door.
In the study room on the first floor, a few rays of dim light overflowed.
Yan Shengjie sat at the table and stroked his eyebrows with his long fingers, "Could it be that Ku Le hasn't given up yet?"
"It seems so."
Opposite the computer screen is a dark god holding red wine. "Iran's attitude is so clear. They don't mind an oil crisis breaking out in the world, and the United States will bear the brunt. At this critical juncture, if you force him to give up Oman, it is equivalent to losing him."
With a favorable backup force, how can he not look for a new home?"
Yan Shengjie also stood up and walked to the wine cabinet, poured a glass of red wine, took a sip, and sat down, "So, he cooperated with Leng Yiran?"
"Hmm, the power of the Russian mafia is about to spread throughout Europe. But he is not satisfied and wants to advance into North America. It just so happens that Kuller also needs a strategic partner who does not have to be on the stage. The two hit it off. However, I think it's cold
You may not be so stupid as to be a gunman for others."
Yan Shengjie closed his evil eyes and rested his head on his back, "What he wants is oil."
The Dark God snapped his fingers, "Correct answer. What are the two easiest ways to make a fortune in the world? One is drugs and the other is oil. That guy just wants the mafia to transform and get rid of drugs. The next step is naturally oil! Of course he won't
He is stupid enough to carry guns and cannons to the Middle East to bombard others. He has the same idea as Culler: as long as he holds the Strait of Hormuz, he can gain endless oil wealth!"
Yan Shengjie stroked the cup, lowered his eyes, and said coldly, "Of course he doesn't dare to move to Iran, so his and Kule's goal is..."
Dark God nodded, "Yes, it's Aman."
Yan Shengjie's hand movements froze, and there was a seductive evil and vindictive aura between his brows, "Is the news confirmed?"
Dark God shrugged, "Because it involves Aman, Bingpo went to investigate it personally."
Slowly, Yan Shengjie nodded, "Thank her for me."
"Kui, if there is any need for us..."
Yan Shengjie raised his hand to interrupt him, "This is my own business, I will solve it."
Dark God glared at him and said rudely, "You still divide your business into mine? We are brothers, so don't talk so much nonsense!"
Yan Shengjie lowered his eyes, "This time, what I have to face is a world power, a powerful gang, not the small characters in the past." Staring at the dark god, he chuckled and said softly, "The ghost gate is an old man.
You know better than anyone how many precious things he has lost because of his hard work. Therefore, as long as you sit in this seat, you have no right to destroy the ghost gate!"
The dark god's blue eyes looked directly at him. Even though he knew that he was right, he still couldn't remain indifferent to what was about to happen. He clenched his hands into fists, and after a long time, he slowly said, "Kui, I'm here.
If you can help, just ask."
"You have helped me enough." Yan Shengjie smiled and raised the red wine in his hand, "Good night."
After closing the computer, he stood up, walked straight to the door, and opened it.
At the door, there was a huddled figure.
Zhixing hugged his legs. Hearing the sound of opening the door, he raised his head and looked at him with complicated eyes, "Really...is there no other way?"
Yan Shengjie knelt down and rubbed her short hair with his big hands, his eyes full of tenderness, "Cat, no matter what happens, I don't need you to worry about it. Just take care of that little guy for me."
"But……"
"No buts."
Zhixing frowned and lowered his head.
He smiled, picked her up by the waist, and strode upstairs, "It's time to go back to bed."
Zhi Xing bit his lip, then stretched out his arms to hug him tightly, pressing his cheek against his chest, "You are not allowed to leave again."
He nudged her with his chin, his laughter was low and seductive, "Let's see how you behave."