After running with the online dating boss

"Perhaps you're right. I'm too narrow."

With a sigh, the man finally untied the knot in his heart, and the corner of his mouth was filled with bitterness.

He wanted to smile to show that he understood, but the raised corners of his mouth gave off a sad mood.

"If you want to find Ms. Ai, you should immediately check the ships heading west. I don't know exactly what kind of ship they took and who they took on board. That's the news. I heard they were smoking. I communicated in English. At that time, they might think that I didn’t understand, so they spoke very straightforwardly without any cover.”

Li Youliang frowned, and just as he was about to turn his head to tell Fang Yuan, he saw that he had hung up the phone and was standing behind them at some point.

"Are you sure it's in the Western Sea?"

"Yes, there is absolutely nothing wrong. And I heard them say that only that route can reach an island, as if something is hidden there, and they have to get it before they can leave."

"Stuff? Do you remember what they said exactly?"

"Let me think about it. I had no idea to listen to it at the time, but the West Sea Region is absolutely fine."

"Well, get up, let's go back first, you think about it on the way. When you see Mr. Han later, you must tell him verbatim."

The man was taken aback for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Fang team, what do you mean, that I can still return to the team? Are you still willing to take me in?"

Fang Yuan frowned, looked down at his phone, and said coldly and ruthlessly: "Then you are thinking too much. When we were formed, we all swore to be loyal to Mr. Han to the death. No matter what happens, Do not give up, do not abandon. But now that you have broken your oath, we will definitely not keep you again. "

"Then, why do you want to keep me? If you want to find a place to kill me, you don't have to bother so much, just here. I swore at the time that if I betrayed my companions, I would die without burial. Land. But now I have not only betrayed you, but also hurt Mr. Han who has been kind to me. Even if I die here, you deserve my crime for crushing me."

Hearing these words, Li Youliang felt a little uncomfortable. He frowned and looked at Fang Yuan, signaling him to forget it with his eyes.

But the latter didn't seem to see him, and still looked at the phone without squinting, not knowing what he was doing, as if he was very busy.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the driver expressed his remorse and guilt, but when he looked up and saw the expressions of the two, he felt even more uncomfortable.

It seems that he really hurt the hearts of his comrades this time.

The driver spread his hands, made a large-character gesture, and said in a relieved voice: "Captain Li, I guess Fang Corps doesn't want to look at me again. Why don't you trouble yourself and give me a little bit so that I can leave more easily."

As soon as the words were finished, Fang Yuan had already finished his work. He stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, turned around and walked towards the car with a serious face like he usually did when he was on a mission.

When he opened the door of the driver's seat, he saw that the two of them did not follow, but stared at him blankly, and said coldly, "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and go back to the hospital to pick up Mr. Han, we are going back to China. "

Li Youliang came back to his senses, understood what he meant, lifted the driver up from the ground, and ran to the front of the car quickly.

The three returned to the car again. Although the atmosphere was still tense, it was far more relaxed than before.

I was speechless all the way, until the hospital appeared in front of me, finally a trembling voice asked in a low voice: "Is Han always going to execute me with his own hands?"

Fang Yuan snorted coldly, and said contemptuously, "Boss Han doesn't have time to do such boring things. He just has a few questions to ask you face to face. After you ask them clearly, you will go back to China with us. It's the last thing you want to do." Friendship. As for your future path, it has nothing to do with us, and we will not intervene whether you live or die."

He paused for a while, turned his head to look at the man behind him with a blank expression, and said in a cold and indifferent voice: "Treasure this journey, it is likely that this is the last time we will meet in our lives. You know that all the brothers in the team How resentful the traitor is. If it were known that you betrayed us, someone might actually come out and end your life."

"kindness."

Fang Yuan turned his head back, turned the steering wheel, and started driving towards the hospital according to the itinerary on the navigation.

"You are really lucky to meet a boss like Mr. Han. In fact, on the way to Pu's house, he already guessed that you are a traitor, but he didn't point out you. He just took more precautions, but he never thought about it." To hurt you, or expose you on the spot. He looks serious and cold, but he is very nostalgic and soft in his heart. "

"It wasn't until 01:30 that he took advantage of the deployment we made before, gave me news, and asked me to meet up in advance. I have been with Mr. Han for many years. Although it can't be said that there is a tacit understanding, every move he makes , I can see what he means with every look in his eyes."

"Actually, he has been giving you a chance to see if you will turn from the dark to the bright. It's a pity that you let him down."

A sigh, with infinite melancholy and intolerance, suddenly dropped the atmosphere in the car to freezing point.

The three men fell into silence, they turned back and forth, some were firm, some regretted.

But no matter what kind of emotion it is, the choice is made by oneself, and the result must be borne by oneself.

Fang Yuan turned the steering wheel with a heavy heart. In fact, he must be the most disappointed person.

Because he is the real captain, he personally conducts the screening and assessment of his subordinates. It can be said that he brings everyone to Han Lingyu's side.

Now that a traitor suddenly appeared, the feeling of being pecked by an eagle was really uncomfortable.

He was even more annoyed and regretful than the driver himself, thinking that Ai Yumu and Han Yingying's whereabouts were missing because of him.

Half an hour later, the three of them returned to the entrance of the hospital. Han Lingyu strode out of the hospital and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

"Airport, go home."

"Yes."

The car started up again, and the atmosphere was so heavy that it was a bit depressing. Han Lingyu didn't say why the remaining staff who stayed in the hospital didn't follow, but they understood very well.

These people were brought to the hospital to take care of their seriously injured teammates. After all, in an unfamiliar place, it is safest to have acquaintances take care of them.

This is what Fang Yuan and others admire the most.

This big president who spends millions every minute and every second, but he always puts people first, considers everything, and takes care of everyone around him, no matter if they are friends or subordinates.

Being able to have such a boss is really a blessing from the previous life.

It's a pity that some people don't cherish such a blessing.

After a bumpy journey, they finally arrived at the airport. As soon as they got out of the car, the reporters who had been waiting for a long time at the gate rushed over, instantly surrounding Han Lingyu.

If Fang Yuan and Li Youliang hadn't been prepared, he would definitely be overwhelmed by the crowd.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Han, may I ask why you suddenly appeared in South Korea? Didn't you say that you were unconscious and turned into a vegetable?"

"Mr. Han, is this incident a joke you made to the public?"

"I heard that you were receiving treatment in South Korea, and you were always accompanied by your girlfriend. Is this true? Where is your girlfriend? Did you go back to China first?"

"Excuse me, the Han Group's shares have suddenly shrunk sharply. What can you do to deal with it?"

"President Han, are you really sick? Which hospital did you go to and what surgery did you have?"

There were a lot of questions, some in Korean, some in Mandarin, and some in English. All kinds of voices rang out, like tens of millions of flies flying in the ears, making people's brains almost explode.

Fang Yuan frowned, knowing that in such a noisy environment, no matter what you said, no one would listen, so he and Li Youliang directly protected Han Lingyu with their bodies, blocking everyone like steel.

The driver saw that they took every step with difficulty, and he felt guilty in his heart, and since he was a member of the bodyguards, he naturally knew what to do.

I saw him walk to the front in two steps, and while pushing the dark reporters away, he shouted loudly: "Let's all give way, the plane is about to be delayed."

Of course, he is also very smart. This sentence is not in Mandarin, but in English.

After all, it is a common language, as long as people with some education can understand it.

It's just that such literary means cannot push away these knowledge-hungry reporters.

Instead of getting out of the way, those people tried harder one by one, as if they were in a tug-of-war, they were actually competing with their three bodyguards.

At this moment, a neat sound suddenly sounded from the back: "Get out of the way!"

Then, before the reporters could react, the ground began to tremble rhythmically, as if a giant was approaching.

"Quick, get out of the way."

I don't know who it was, screamed loudly, and as the sound of neat footsteps approached, these paparazzi finally gave way to a passage.

Dozens of bodyguards lined up neatly in two teams, marching like an army, until they reached both sides of Han Lingyu, they shouted in unison: "Escort!"

All the bodyguards, like escorting the king, walked towards a separate boarding gate at the airport under the surprised eyes of everyone.

The passengers around were shocked by the scene and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

All of a sudden, on the major video software, a piece of news about Han Lingyu's domineering return to China spread all over the sky. When the domestic netizens saw it, they were all overwhelmed with emotion, and felt that they were winning glory for the country.

However, among the many Chinese people, there are also a few who are gnashing their teeth with hatred.

"Damn, didn't he die in Korea? Why did he come back?"

"I don't know, but I can't contact Gao Bahu anymore, all his communication tools have been closed."

In a towering building, a man was sitting in a wheelchair. He punched the table with a powerful fist and made a loud noise. His distorted facial features were like a demon crawling out of hell.