Although the development of things is a bit different from what he imagined, the current situation seems to be good.
Several of his subordinates had no idea what was going on, so they just believed it to be true. One of them immediately took out the satellite phone and dialed Lei Wenting's number in Rome, "Sir, it's bad, something big has happened. The eldest lady and an outsider have joined forces to kill the young master."
, come here right away!"
"What?" On the other end of the phone, Lei Wenting heard that his son was dead. His vision went dark and he almost fainted. "Where is that bitch?"
"We are in the Golden Triangle, and the eldest lady... just escaped."
"I'll rush over right away."
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London.
Jiao Yang was leaning on the pillow, looking at the files on the computer intently, with Bluetooth headsets plugged into his ears, working together with his assistant.
"This plan is good overall, but there are some problems with the details..."
Although he had promised the Duke of Kent that he would return to work for the Kent family and could no longer be the president of ATV, his personality meant that as long as he did not resign for a day, he would not let go of his work matters.
When he heard someone walking in, he didn't take his eyes off the computer until he finished reading the entire document, then he raised his palm and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"The work progress here must not exceed one month..." A cup was delivered to him silently, as if he was worried that it would be inconvenient for him to inject an IV with one hand and operate the computer with the other. There was also a straw carefully placed in the cup.
, Jiao Yang pinched the straw and took a sip of water, "That's it, you let them perfect the details of the plan, and then send it to me... Okay... Goodbye..."
After closing the computer, he pinched the straw, took another sip of water, raised his face and thanked the other party.
"Thank you..." Halfway through thanking him, he was already stunned on the spot, "...Xiao Bei?"
The person standing at the head of his bed, holding a water glass in his hand, was none other than Mo Bei.
"Do you want more?" Mo Bei asked with a smile.
Jiao Yang shook his head.
He has been transferred to another hospital, she...how did she find him?!
Mo Bei put down the cup and took a look at the ward, "The environment here is not bad. It's quite close to where I live. It's just right for me to come see you... By the way, I brought fish soup. You can try it. I
This is the first time in my life to make fish soup. It probably doesn’t taste very good, so you just have to bear with it.”
As she said that, she turned around, took the thermos box on the table, and poured a small bowl of fish soup from it. She sat next to his bed, filled the fish soup with a spoon and brought it to his mouth.
Jiao Yang looked at her and hesitated, "Xiao Bei..."
"I've tasted it. Although it tastes ordinary, it's not poisonous!" Mo Bei interrupted him and brought the spoon to his lips.
Jiao Yang had no choice but to drink the soup into his mouth.
"How about it?"
"fine."
"Then drink more and give me some face."
Mo Bei smiled and took another spoonful of soup.
Jiao Yang pinched the spoon in her hand and said, "I can do it myself."
"Okay!" Mo Bei released his fingers, but still held the bowl in his hand, "I'll help you get the bowl."
Jiao Yang pursed his lips and said, "You can put it on the table."
Mo Bei looked at him, "What if I insist?"
Jiao Yang raised his gaze and took a look at the expression on her face. Her expression was very calm, but her eyes were so bright that it hurt his eyes. He raised his hand and took the bowl in her hand. Jiao Yang looked up and took it.
He drank the fish soup in the bowl in one gulp, handed the bowl to her, and he spoke calmly.
