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Chapter 46 Crisis

I came out of the beef noodle shop and walked back for a while, ready to go out and take a ride back.

He had just returned from abroad and had not adjusted his jet lag. He must be very tired, and she had to catch a flight tomorrow morning.

After passing through several side entrances, I was suddenly startled by the sound at the entrance of the alleyway over there.

Going back to avoid the crowds, I tried to take the side road in the corner. Because it was outside the crowds, there were no street lights, and it was also a path leading to various small hotels.

So when Lin Wutong heard that voice, his whole face turned red. He pulled his hand and tried to let go, but he held it tightly again.

It is far away from the crowds, private and dark, and is simply the best place for lovers to have a tryst.

"Hmm~ah~" The girl's voice has become more and more delicate and charming. Although they are not far apart, they can't see people clearly in the dark and have no idea what is going on in front of them.

But just thinking about it, I can imagine that the dark secrets bring more stimulation and pleasure to men and women in love.

"Xiao Bei, hurry up, someone seems to be coming over there, um, ah -" the girl's melodious ending wafted in the light air.

When his hand touched it, Lin Wutong's mouth was blocked before he could scream.

"Be good, I want it too."

The essence of a man is the same, no matter how polished and spotless he looks on the surface, the most basic things are definitely the same.

Ji Fanli picked her up, pressed her against the wall behind her, and then began to bite her lips.

He held it in his mouth and pulled it slightly, holding her face with both hands, and moved his lips down to her neck.

He unbuttoned her clothes. She was wearing a skirt today, which was convenient for him.

He held her up, then put one leg between her legs, held her face and kissed her, while using such strong movements to compress her.

But soon, they were interrupted by a beam of flashlight. The person holding the flashlight shook the light and said: "Which hospital are you from? You don't know how to love yourself. Follow me back to the teaching room to write a self-reflection."

"

If the teacher's eyes had been sharper at that time, he would have discovered that the face of the man in front of him who was illuminated by his flashlight was black as a pot bottom.

Lin Wutong was so panicked that she hid in his arms with her clothes disheveled, hiding from the light.

Later, Lin Wutong didn't want to think about this incident. In the end, the teacher came over to hold her back, looked at the man next to her and said to her: "You have become a sugar daddy at a young age, and you still don't know how to love yourself."

Lin Wutong wanted to explain to him that he was not a student in the school, but he couldn't speak like this.

Finally, he made a phone call and went out, and then the teacher who caught the bag answered the phone. He was probably the leader of the school. He agreed a few words, looked at them suspiciously, and then walked out.

He was still talking as he walked outside. Although his voice was very low, it was enough for people to hear. He said: "People nowadays are really weird. They insist on going out to mess around without staying at home."

Even if Lin Wutong lowered his head, he could still imagine his frown.

Although the French have an open sexual consciousness, they also pay attention to romance. An occasional outdoor experience is also a good experience, but if this experience is disturbed, it is not a very pleasant thing. And he has been living in the wild since he was a child.

It’s the same for people abroad, right?

Until he got back into the car, his face didn't look very good.

Lin Wutong was wrapped in his clothes and still leaned there without speaking.

The car took her back to the place where she used to live. When she got out of the car, he suddenly reached out and pulled her back. He looked at her for a while and then pressed a kiss on her lips.

His voice was low and gentle as he said, "When you get there, call me if you need anything."

Lin Wutong actually wanted to ask, "Why did those people kidnap her today?" But he didn't ask, he just said "hmm" in a low voice, opened the car door and walked out.

After his car drove away, Lin Wutong came out again wearing his clothes and went to the roadside to take a taxi.

In a high-end apartment in *********g City.

Wu Shanshan's face was dyed with smoky makeup, and she slammed an empty wine bottle against the far wall.

On the screen of her mobile phone on the table, there is the latest news from the crew of "Pinellia". Tomorrow, the crew will rush to Japan for location shooting.

Wu Shanshan wanted to throw something again, but was stopped by her manager An Lina.

"Okay, Shanshan, stop making trouble. If you lose this role, we can still fight for something else. We won't hang ourselves on this tree." An Lina comforted her.

Wu Shanshan smiled slightly and said: "Will there be other opportunities?" She asked, "But when I get a chance, she won't step in? Bitch, you are really a bitch, she will never let me go in this life.

." After saying that, she stared at Lin Wutong's photo, her eyes wishing she could shoot out a razor blade.

Wu Shanshan took the fruit knife next to her and slashed it on the photo of Lin Wutong on the table.

An Lina sighed softly and said, "Shanshan, it's been so many years, and you still can't let go of what happened back then?" she asked.

At this time, Wu Shanshan's smile became even bigger, and she moved the fruit knife with greater strength in her hand. Her voice sounded like she was laughing but actually crying: "Let it go?" Wu Shanshan laughed out loud, "How could I let it go? Back then.

If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be where I am now. She is responsible for all my bad looks! How do you want me to let go?!" Wu Shanshan was already a little excited.

"But she does have a background. Shanshan, we didn't take action this time, which is a good example. Fortunately, we didn't take action, otherwise, it might be impossible to stand here safely now."

Wu Shanshan raised her head, with a serious look on her face, and asked: "Who is her backstage?"

An Lina shook her head and said: "I don't know this, but someone told me that they are high-level executives of HT."

"Asakawa Mo?"

An Lina couldn't comment. She didn't shake her head or nod. She just said, "I have long suspected that this person is not simple. You should pay more attention to him."

But this time An Li Na had promised her in advance that she would touch Lin Wutong, but secretly did nothing. Wu Shanshan still felt resentful, and waved her hand towards An Li Na and said, "You can go out.

"

An Lina glanced at her and didn't say anything. She just said: "I'll ask someone to come over tomorrow to tidy up your room and bring you the timetable. Don't forget about your future itinerary. You are still the former HT San Xiaohuadan."

The most popular among them, I have arranged several announcements suitable for you this month, so don’t waste your time." After she finished speaking, she took her bag and walked out.

Wu Shanshan was lying on the sofa, weakly trying to throw the wine bottle out, and murmured: "The most popular? Ha." She chuckled, and then said, "But where did all this popularity come from?

?" The wine bottle was thrown out, and Wu Shanshan said loudly and slightly painfully, "I paid for it with my body! I paid for it!"

The most popular young model in the modeling circle who was in the limelight at that time, who was unanimously favored by the media and expected to have a good career in film, television, singing and singing, ended up with the fate of being ravaged by the photographer Qian.jian. Speaking of which,

Things in the world are unpredictable and no one can predict them.

Lin Wutong got up very early this morning and slept until dawn, feeling very energetic.

After washing up, she was about to go out with her luggage, and then she saw her little baby standing at the door, looking at her energetically.

Lin Wutong clasped his hands together and said, "Well, you can make requests, but not too many."

Lin Zhenzhen ran over first, grabbed her and said, "I want Disney's latest toys and a live-action model of Ultraman."

Old God Lin Baobao came over and said two simple words: "My Neighbor Totoro."

"Huh? Baby, why do you want Totoro? Don't you dislike it?" Lin Zhenzhen asked with a little doubt.

Lin Baobao glanced at him, said nothing, turned around and left.

Lin Wutong tried to explain and said: "Zhenzhen, the baby may think you like it and wants mommy to bring it back to you."

"Oh." Lin Zhenzhen looked like she understood and nodded.

Over there at the door, Liu Hongyi looked at her with his arms folded, his hair in a mess, as if he had been busy with procedures all night long, and he looked like he hadn't woken up.

But his young face still looked very handsome.

Lin Wutong asked him: "Ayi, what do you want? It doesn't matter, you can tell me anything. I will definitely bring it back to you."

Liu Hongyi looked at her. She was wearing a simple woolen coat, cotton clothes, high-heeled leather boots, and medium-length earrings on her ears. She was already an eye-catching person, just like the person she was many years ago.

The girl was no longer the same, but when she spoke to herself and asked herself, "Ayi, what do you want? It doesn't matter, you can tell me anything." For a moment, he seemed to have returned to that snowy night many years ago. She raised her eyebrows

She turned her head and asked him, "Ayi, what do you want? You can tell me and I will find a way." It was after the evening self-study, she was waiting for the bus with him on the bus stop, and snowflakes were falling outside the stop.

, had dyed the ground white. She raised her head and asked him this sentence, because the next day was his birthday.

Liu Hongyi smiled, rubbed his forehead and said, "Forget it, you should come back soon."

The crew at the airport were already waiting there.

Lin Wutong hid in the toilet and called him quietly.

"Hello?" Lin Wutong held the answering position with his hand.

"Yeah." His voice sounded tired.

"Didn't you...have any rest last night?"

"Well." He seemed unwilling to say anything more and said, "Be careful on the road." He obviously meant to hang up the phone.

Lin Wutong curled his lips and said, "Then you should rest more." Then he hung up the phone.

This side of the phone is in the dark emperor's top-floor office.

A man with a straight body, still looking capable, but with unusually light eyes stood next to him.

He bent down and said: "Mr. Ji, your time-consuming and hard work is really not feasible. The Council of Elders does not want you to sacrifice your life for this crisis. You know, if your body can't bear it, then when the time comes

They will also nominate others. Therefore, Mr. Ji, good health is the most important thing."

He is a main member of the American Skull and Bones Association, and Ji Fanli is the main executive officer of this association. Ji's financial crisis in France was controlled by this association. To put it bluntly, many heirs of giant conglomerates in the world belong to this association.

Members. To become a member of the Skull and Bones Society, you either have hundreds of millions of assets or a mind comparable to a genius. They gather their assets together and produce more wealth that is unimaginable.

There is a saying that says that truly rich people use money to make money, not brainpower, physical strength, or your personal time.

While we are all still working hard to commute to get off work on time every day and striving for a small amount of rated salary, they may be lying on some unknown island in the Pacific, basking in the warm sun and admiring the distant scenery. A charming and voluptuous bikini girl who is like a siren in the water. If you don't pay attention, this voluptuous and hot woman may be a famous Hollywood star. And their Swiss accounts or other giant banks in the world are basking in the sun. In their accounts, the numbers in their accounts are constantly changing.

Ji Fanli only glanced at him lightly. This mixed-race man of foreign origin was currently his assistant. He would be responsible for assisting Ji Fanli in dealing with the economic crisis in France during this period.

And he doesn't quite agree with his boss's current overloaded work style.


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