A secretary hurriedly walked in and whispered the news that Wen Ning had returned to the imperial capital.
Li Chengyu's face had lost weight, and he smiled coldly, as expected, "This is the only way to attack the west. I will kill their son. After Wen Ning comes back, he will definitely contact Li Beichen and come back quickly."
At home, as long as he has nothing to do and gets out of Europe, Xie Zhiyin can hide the truth and achieve great things.
I don’t know how those idiots misled me and actually let Li Beichen discover Xie Zhiyin’s traces in Germany!
Fortunately, Xie Zhiyin has successfully met that woman!
Now, the race against time is to see who is faster."
Li Chengyu narrowed his eyes, feeling anxious, waiting for the news of Xie Zhiyin's "recognition".
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Time goes back a few days to the German capital.
In the northern commercial center, the md building towers into the clouds.
Ever since her phone call with Li Chengyu that day, Xie Zhiyin learned that Li Beichen had chased him to Europe. She was anxious and secretly hatched a plan. She has been making preparations these days.
Li Chengyu sent a total of eight people to her side, one maid and seven bodyguards.
Three of them have Western faces.
This will facilitate the ‘things’ Xie Zhiyin is about to do.
After several days of staying close to the hotel and carefully tracking Miss Mo, she had figured out exactly when she went to work at the MD Building every morning and when she got off work.
This woman seems to be a workaholic and has a rigorous and ruthless style of work. The time difference between commuting to and from get off work will not exceed two minutes.
She calculated her time accurately and measured the distance on the road.
Xie Zhiyin geared up and waited quietly for the next morning.
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The morning in Germany is very cool, and the wind blowing from the northern bay brings moisture and soaks people's hearts.
At nine o'clock, people were already coming and going in the CBD center, and tall foreigners were walking quietly to work.
The streets here, unlike those in China, don't have much of a sense of life.
A black Lincoln drove over from the right side of the road. The simple and neat lines of the car body showed the nobility of the car, and the status of the person who used it was even more unattainable.
The direction it is heading to is the MD Building and the main road.
When passing the street cafe, a blond store manager walked out of the store, carrying an elegant paper bag with a cup of black coffee in his hand. He bent down and knocked on Lincoln's driver's window.
The car window rolled down, revealing the face of a young mixed-race male, "Manager Wells, thank you."
"Good morning, please don't use it slowly." The store manager greeted the woman sitting quietly in the back seat of the car with a smile.
The woman held a business notebook in her hand and was confirming today's itinerary. She raised her glasses, and her beautiful glasses chain swayed with her neat short hair. She nodded slightly and said hello to the store manager.
The car window is closed.
The male assistant delivered the coffee to the back seat, "Chairman Mo, your coffee."
"I need to adjust the meeting at ten o'clock in the morning." The woman raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows. "I need to go to the medical center."
The male assistant paused and his face became serious, "Do you have that headache again?"
"Well, the sequelae caused by amnesia, at this time of year... there are always some fragments of memories popping up, but I can't find a clue." The woman frowned coldly, and her beautiful facial features added traces of time. You can imagine how stunning she was when she was young.
Beauty.
The special assistant saw the dark confusion in her eyes and knew that the chairman had lost almost all the memory of the first half of his life. When he followed the chairman, her legal husband had passed away. She took over the Modong Group and became a director as a widow.
long.
Over the years, her special assistant has been her most trusted person.
But he only knew that the chairman was probably born in China, because she had an oriental face. She seemed to have been severely emotionally injured when she was young, and she had even given birth to a child... because she would occasionally look at the little girl on the roadside in a daze.
, her emotions are also very indifferent.
A person who has no memory of the first half of her life seems to have no origin. She is lonely.
It has been many years since she saw the doctor, but her memory has not been restored.
The only thing I know is that her surname is Mo.
"Chairman, you have headaches and low mood every year during this month. Maybe it is related to your memory. Maybe it is a particularly important day, related to your lover or child from long ago..." the special assistant reminded carefully.
Mo Ziqing frowned, she seemed to have had a child? Fuzzy fragments flashed across a girl's cute face.
After a physical examination, the doctor also told her that she had old contusions.
But, who was she born to? Why is she not around? How she came to Europe, she has no idea.
The disappointment in her heart was slightly relieved, and she returned to calmness as usual, "Driving, you are driving a minute slower today, and you will be late soon."
The woman raised her hand to look at her watch, her eyelashes slightly cold.
She is completely like a cold work machine and is very strict with time.
"Sorry, miss Mo!"
The special assistant immediately knew that he had talked too much, his face turned red, he turned around, put down the coffee bag, and canceled the chairman's morning meeting schedule. While he was operating the tablet computer, the vehicle behind him sounded an urging horn.
The special assistant took a look and saw that the red light had just passed.
He put down his tablet, held the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate.
The md building square is right in front of you. Usually this road is very smooth and not a sidewalk, so no pedestrians pass by.
It can be said that it is too late, but it will be soon——
Just when the special assistant stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, a figure suddenly appeared from under the road sign ahead!
She looks like a woman, slim, but has an unusually fat belly?
The woman ran forward as if her life was dead, running straight towards Lincoln. As she ran, she cried and tried to intercept Lincoln: "Help!"
"Damn it..." The special assistant's eyesight was weak and his hands were about to slam on the brakes.
At this moment, he suddenly saw three burly men with blond hair and blue eyes chasing behind the woman. They held guns in their hands, pointed the muzzles at the woman, and fired bullets.
"What's going on?" The special assistant's keen perception made him frown. His first instinct at the moment was to protect the chairman, and the car made a sharp turn!
"No, help me! Good-hearted people, please help me..."
But who knew that the woman also rushed to the right to chase the car, and suddenly hit the car.
The feeling of the tire hitting hard forward came over me!
"No, Chairman, we hit someone." The special assistant parked the car and spoke calmly and quickly.
Mo Ziqing looked up from the document. A sudden car accident made her look cold. She glanced at the special assistant who got out of the car. She also got out of the car in a hurry, her high heels stepping on the ground.
There was a pool of blood on the ground on the front tire of the car, and there lay a woman in a skirt with a huge belly.
She was lying on the ground, her head was bleeding, and she was crying, dragging the special assistant's legs and raising her head, "It hurts, sir, madam, please save me! Those people behind are trying to kill me..."
The special assistant quickly lowered his head and tried to help the woman up.
But when he saw the woman's face, the special assistant was shocked. Why did she look so much like the chairman?