After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

The rain gradually faded away.

The pitch-black night became more and more hazy and gloomy.

In Kyoto, where the buildings are full of shadows, they cast a heavy shadow.

Jiangjia Manor, living room.

"Crack!"

The teacup split open, and the scalding hot tea spilled all over Mr. Jiang's body.

The scorching and stinging sensation made him frown.

"Master,"

The servant was startled, and immediately picked up a tissue and went up to wipe it off.

"Need not,"

Mr. Jiang waved his hand to stop him, and spoke with a heavy expression.

"You all go down."

"Yes,"

The servants waiting on both sides nodded and stepped back quickly.

Only Mr. Jiang, Jiang Rongsheng and the two men who had come to report the situation were left in the huge living room.

"Meng Quan,"

Mr. Jiang looked at the muscular young man with his bottomless eyes.

"Is there any news from Ziming?"

There was an indescribable seriousness and dignity on the old and deep face.

The cracked cup just now made him feel a little ominous.

Jiang Rongsheng also looked at the man, with imperceptible entanglement and worry in his eyes.

On the one hand, he was afraid that Ji Ziming would not be able to grasp the late hour and his action would fail.

On the other hand, he is afraid that when Ji Ziming catches Shiwan, Shiwan will tell the story of cooperating with him and asking him to kill Jiang Qingtong himself.

"No,"

Under the gaze of the two, the man named Meng Quan pursed his lips and shook his head.

"However, Steward Ji said not long ago that the woman brought a lot of people with her, and they all retreated to the hospital so as not to stand out,"

With a stern look, he continued.

"If you want to attack and solve everything, it will take some time."

"Let him move faster, it must be resolved within an hour,"

Mr. Jiang nodded, as if a layer of frost had formed on his face.

Jiang Rongsheng secretly moved his body from side to side, holding up his teacup to suppress the anxiety in his eyes.

"Yes,"

Meng Quan nodded, and immediately took out a dedicated contact device to send Ji Ziming an instruction to Mr. Jiang.

At that time, inside the car speeding towards Kyoto.

"Boss Fu, madam,"

Zheng Hao spoke.

"There is news."

He truthfully reported to Fu Tingchen and Shi Wan the contents of the instructions conveyed by the Jiang family to Ji Ziming.

back seat.

"A Chen,"

Shi Wan leaned against Fu Tingchen's arms, her red lips evoked a sneer that seemed like nothing.

"The old guy from the Jiang family has already started to worry,"

Her beautiful eyes were curved, and her soft and sweet voice was full of coolness.

"We have to go faster."

"it is good,"

Fu Tingchen's thin lips parted slightly, but his long and narrow eyes seemed to be as cold as ice.

Speed ​​up and send the entire Jiang family to hell.

"Zheng Hao,"

Shi Wan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and the curve of the corner of her mouth deepened.

"Mrs. Jiang, is the arrangement ready?"

Zheng Hao nodded.

"Just waiting for your order."

"let's start."

-

Fu's old house.

"What should I say,"

Mr. Fu's eyes were sharp and deep, and Fu Shiling spoke lightly.

"remember?"

The deep voice was full of chilling coercion.

The atmosphere in the study was dignified and suffocating.

"Yes,"

Fu Shiling nodded repeatedly, took out the mobile phone in his arms and dialed Jiang's number tremblingly.

He knew that he had to call Jiang Yansong.

Only then did he have the chance to beg the old man to spare his son's life.

Jiang family.

The absolute silence in the living room was interrupted by a sudden ringing of the bell.

Several people with different expressions gathered their eyes.

"Master,"

The middle-aged man looked at Mr. Jiang, who was in the main seat, and said in a deep voice.

"It's Fu Shiling."