() Tang Xueying’s reminder made Huang Jun nervous again.
After Huang Jun calmly thought about it again, he called a familiar friend again. The first person he contacted was Jiang Ning: "How are you over there? Nothing happened?"
"No, that's great. I wanted to invite you over to celebrate the New Year, but I couldn't get in touch with you. What did you do?" Jiang Ning asked calmly.
"I've been busy with a piece of business. Let's get together when we have time." Huang Jun thought about the others and replied simply.
After hanging up the phone, Huang Jun contacted other people and found out that there was no problem.
"What the hell is going on?" Huang Jun angrily called Tang Xueying, but still refused to answer.
In desperation, Huang Jun sent her a text message: "You can do it. I can't figure it out if you don't believe it. Just wait, I will go to Sichuan immediately. If you let me know that you lied to me, I will have your butt swollen."
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"I'm in Xinjiang now, in your contracted land. If you have the ability, I can fly back." Tang Xueying finally replied.
When Huang Jun saw this, he simply handed over the big truck to Xue Honggang for safekeeping and flew back to Xinjiang.
When he returned to the contracting field, Huang Jun was a little dumbfounded. This stinky bitch Tang Xueying was no longer here at all.
Huang Jun called over angrily: "Where are you? I'm in Xinjiang."
"Stay there, I beg you, stop running around, okay?" Tang Xueying replied.
Listening to Tang Xueying's pleading tone, Huang Jun suppressed his anger and simply agreed: "Okay, I'm done with my work outside, so I won't go out for the time being. I'll come over when I have time, I really miss you."
"Rogue!" Tang Xueying cursed and hung up the phone.
Huang Jun is really busy with things outside. Now he is waiting for cars from all over the country to transport psychic soil and get to Xinjiang as soon as possible.
When Huang Jun thought about the big move he made, he felt a little excited, and even maliciously guessed what the expressions of the jade merchants were at this moment.
Snap!
In Yanjing, in a villa outside the Third Ring Road, a nearly sixty-year-old man dropped a folder on the desk in front of him.
Nie Lei and Nie Wenxin, who were standing in front of the table, couldn't help but shudder when they saw their father's angry look.
Nie Baoguo, the head of the Nie family and an elder in the jade industry. His hometown is Xinjiang. After the Olympics, he moved his headquarters to Yanjing.
Nie Baoguo looked at his two children with a livid face, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "How long has this happened? Why did you tell me now?"
"Dad, we thought the Hotan incident was an accident at first. We thought we would handle it ourselves, but who knew it would get worse and turn into an irreversible situation now." Nie Wenxin looked at Nie Baoguo's face and explained in a low voice.
"How much damage have we done so far, how many jade mines have been exhausted?" Nie Baoguo glanced at Nie Wenxin, sat down and asked with a low sigh.
"With three billion, all the jade mines we control have been affected, and 60% are facing depletion." Nie Wenxin peeked at her father's face and replied cautiously.
Nie Baoguo looked up at the ceiling, and a deep ravine appeared on his brow. He sighed, held his brow with his helpless hands, and said in a low voice: "Where are the others, have they suffered much loss?"
"It's generally over 85 percent, and the jade mines in China have been almost completely destroyed," Nie Wenxin said.
"What's the reason?" Nie Baoguo seemed to have thought of something, his slightly cloudy eyes shone with light. He sat up straight and took out a notebook and asked.
"It's a kind of snake, very small, but corrosive. I saw an eyewitness at the local police station in Hotan, Xinjiang, and he saw it with his own eyes," Nie Wenxin replied.
Nie Baoguo nodded, clapped the notebook in his hand and said, "Yes, that's right. Your grandfather reminded me back then that I must be vigilant at all times. There is a kind of snake that is very scary and eats gold and jade. I never thought of it.
, how many years have passed, it actually appears again, and the number is still so huge."
"Dad, what's going on with that kind of snake? Why haven't we heard of it?" Nie Lei interjected and asked.
"Alas!" Nie Baoguo sighed and said, "That was brought back from the universe by an omnipotent man. It is not a product of our earth. Wenxin, go out and search for it. This kind of snake has a low IQ.
It’s impossible to reproduce so quickly.”
"There must be someone behind the scenes who is instigating and guiding. If you find this person, try your best to persuade and bring him over. If persuasion fails, kill him. Xiaolei, please issue a notice to all departments of the group to transform the company and let them materialize the industry as soon as possible.
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"Yeah," the Nie siblings responded and quickly retreated.
"Transformation, what to do?" Nie Baoguo leaned on his seat and considered.
After thinking for a long time, he took out a gold-inlaid business card and typed: "Mr. Qiaoen, when will you come to China? I found two pieces of jade that are of good quality and I would like you to appreciate them.
What, you're heading to the airport, that's great, I wish you a happy arrival."
On the flight from Germany to Yanjing, China, a handsome man with blond hair, a tall nose, and a fair face looked at the photo in his hand through gold-rimmed glasses.
The photo showed a girl wearing a pink top and smiling lightly. The smile was so beautiful that even the roses on her hands were eclipsed.
"Yuqing, that's a very meaningful name. I thought something bad happened to you, but I didn't expect it was Old Man Meng who played the role of Escape from the Cicada. Little girl, you can't believe that I know your whereabouts very well. I really don't know if you are even more beautiful now.
Already." The man said and carefully put away the photo.
Recalling the phone call before registration, the man picked out his glasses. Nie Baoguo wanted me to go to his place to taste jade. This should be an excuse. What was his real intention?
This man is none other than Jon from the Rothschild family whom Lu Youtai mentioned to Huang Jun. He has been in love with Meng Yuqing for a long time.
The international flight landed at Yanjing Airport on time.
Jon put on his sunglasses and left the airport. The clerk who was waiting outside quickly opened the door and asked him to get in the car.
The car started, drove away from the airport, and quickly rushed to Yanjing city.
"Mr. Jon, where are you going first?" the driver asked.
"Go to Nie's house and meet Nie Baoguo. What's going on with Meng Yuqing? Is she still living in the courtyard?" Qiao Qiao asked in fluent Chinese.
"Yes sir, the second master asked you to go directly to the uncle's residence without going to him." The driver Xiao Zhang replied.
"Yeah" Jon nodded.
Jon didn't stay at Nie's house for long, and Nie Baoguo personally saw him off when he went out. Nie Baoguo seemed to have a very good conversation with Jon, with a smile on his face.
By the time Jon arrived at Meng's house, the lanterns were already going on.
In the evening, the Meng family courtyard seemed very quiet.
Meng Xinglong was sitting in the living room, wearing reading glasses and reading the newspaper. Meng Yuqing sat opposite him, holding an English book and reciting in a low voice. The smell of food wafted from the kitchen from time to time.
Meng Yuqing wrinkled her nose, put down her English book, and completed the crescent moon with her clear eyes. She stood up, walked lightly, and walked to the kitchen in a timid manner.
"Xiaoqing, have you finished memorizing the book?" Meng Xinglong suddenly took off the newspaper, looked at Meng Yuqing, and asked with a kind smile.
Meng Yuqing hurriedly stopped, made a face, returned to the sofa mischievously, pouted, and said: "There is only one unit left in the English course for the second semester of senior high school. It feels so difficult now. It's really a headache."
"Old man, don't stare so closely, let her go and play for a while." Meng Yuqing's mother walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron and reminded Meng Xinglong.
After hearing this, Meng Yuqing immediately pricked up her ears and looked at her father expectantly.
Meng Xinglong put down his reading glasses, looked down at his daughter's expression, and waved generously: "Go, it only takes half an hour to play games."
"Thank you dad, thank you mom, I'll eat later." Meng Yuqing jumped up and ran up to the second floor quickly.
Meng Xinglong glanced at the old woman, shook his head and said with emotion: "This girl is completely different from before after her rebirth. She is much more lively, and her heart is not as depressed as before. It's good."
"If you have the chance, take her out to see her. It's not a good idea to avoid contact with outsiders." Meng Yuqing's mother, Du Linhui, reminded her.
Meng Xinglong shook his head: "No, at least not yet. Her current experience is at the age of eighteen, and she must learn from the age of twenty-three."
Du Linhui thought for a while, nodded in agreement: "That's good. In more than half a year, this girl has mastered something that took eighteen years, and only five years, which is just a few months. Look at this girl who is so carefree.
I am so happy to be alive as a mother."
"If you have time, find someone for her. Don't look for someone who is well-matched. If she wants to live a new life, find someone who is honest and responsible and can live at home. What do you think?" Sun Xinglong looked at the old woman and asked.
"I know." Du Linhui nodded.
"Mr. Meng?" Meng Xinglong and his wife were talking when the sound of parking stopped outside the door, and then Jon's voice came in.
"How could it be him?" Meng Xinglong stood up in panic, looked at Du Linhui and said, "Go upstairs quickly and tell the girl, don't make a sound."
Du Linhui hurriedly ran to the second floor.
Sun Xinglong put on his reading glasses, picked up the newspaper, and shouted at the door: "Who is it, come in?"
As soon as Sun Xinglong finished speaking, Jon strode in under the guidance of the nanny.
"Oh, it's Mr. Jon, please take a seat." Sun Xinglong put down the newspaper pretending to be surprised and hurriedly stood up to greet him.
"Mr. Meng, you're welcome, please sit down." Qiaoen said humbly, imitating Chinese etiquette.
Meng Xinglong smiled and said to the nanny: "To serve tea, take out the tea leaves I have collected and give a pot to Mr. Qiaoen. Mr. Qiaoen, have you eaten?"
"Not yet." Jon replied, but his eyes were looking at the furnishings in the room. When he saw the English book on the sofa, he picked it up, flipped through it, looked at Meng Xinglong and said: "
Mr. Meng is still learning English, and your handwriting is very delicate."
"Haha, a junior left it here." Meng Xinglong responded with a haha.
Jon smiled, as if he was interested in an English book, and he slowly read through it.
Meng Xinglong looked at him, thinking about his purpose. It was already dark, what was he doing here? Could it be that the news leaked out and he knew that Yu Qing was resurrected?
