Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

The fingertips holding the glass turned white, and he spoke calmly, with nothing at all wrong. Wenwen at the door secretly glanced at him and continued to talk on the phone with her boss. She didn't look uncomfortable and seemed to be comfortable.

"Miss Yuan, do you have any instructions?" Wenwen came in.

"I remember correctly, you can hire someone, right?" He smiled and didn't show any uncomfortable reaction at all.

"Sure, it seems Miss Yuan is very satisfied. Do you need to take her out?" Wenwen glanced at the two brothers beside her.

"No, I don't like to use the same thing as others. I'll deduct it from the card when I get tired of it."

“Okay, it’s not cheap,” came the reminder.

"I don't need that little money, so let's stop here."

Standing at the door and watching the rich man get into the car, how could such a beautiful Ni have such a problem? I still can't help but imagine that if she had such a lot of money, she could be even more outrageous than Miss Yuan.

"Since Miss Yuan likes these two, it's no big deal to keep them separately," he shook the wine glass and didn't take it seriously.

"By the way, what was wrong with you going in to see Miss Yuan just now?" He took a long time to calm down after drinking a glass of wine. It would be impossible without drinking.

"Boss, Miss Yuan didn't react at all. She seems to have gotten used to it. She needs stronger medicine." He ignored the clenched fingertips he saw when he entered. "But we have to investigate."

"You're right. You can send an invitation to the Black Rose Bar. The drinks there are stronger than mine. It's also good to see if it's sent by the cops." His eyes were deep, but the cops were poor!

"Okay, boss." I actually hope that it's not the case. If it is, the boss's methods are not something that ordinary people can withstand.

"Well, let's go out and do our business," Who doesn't love good things?

Zhang Yu'an looked at his employer who remained calm in the back seat. He was no exception and was chosen. He didn't even dare to try it, so how could he tolerate the new type of ingestible methamphetamine?

"Miss Yuan, there is someone following us, so the car won't go too fast. Please be patient." He said this but still took a shortcut. After receiving the answer, he shook off the person who was following him.

"Don't worry about it, just shake off the people following you," he said, half opening his eyes.

"Okay." He turned the steering wheel quickly.

There was no difference between when he got off the car at Luo Yin Manor and when he left. His steps were steady and calm. Even those who followed him here felt that he must be used to it and was a good partner.

"Boss, there's nothing unusual." He even bought the house outright, and he didn't care at all as he was so rich.

"Well, tell the higher-ups that there's another test tomorrow, so please don't let me down." Thinking of that gorgeous face, peach blossom eyes, and good figure, I kind of hope to let him down!

Chen Ning'an had arrived a few days earlier and had deliberately chosen a nearby manor. He raised his eyebrows when he saw the two people coming in.

"I'll go home first, Miss Yuan." After sending her to the living room, Zhang Yu'an completed his task consciously, said goodbye and went back to sleep.

"Let Xiaojiu come over," he said with relief when he saw Chen Ning'an, sitting on the sofa and giving the order.

"What are you doing out here?" He was sending a message to Xiao Jiu while speaking, his face looked a little strange, "Where did you go?"

I realized almost instantly that the insider said that the owner of the largest nightclub and bar in Yun Province was the same person. How could this guy sneak in? So fast?!

"Well, I drank something I shouldn't have," he closed his eyes, an abnormal blush suddenly appeared on his face, and his brows were furrowed.

"Hey, let me urge you, just bear with it a little longer." He got up and went to the kitchen to get an ice pack. He felt much better and more comfortable after coming into contact with cold water.

Xiaojiu pulled in a medical kit and saw two people looking a bit abnormal, one leaning on the sofa and the other holding an ice pack in his hand.

"What is this?" He stared at the pink liquid that came out of the test. "The latest type of meth that can be taken? Where have you been?"

"Don't worry about this for now. How can we make her return to normal?"

"Endure? How can I do this? If I had a way, would anyone force me to quit?" He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"There's a tough battle tomorrow, so just take some suppressant medicine and rest for a while." He said it calmly, as if he didn't take it himself.

"That's fine," he was really patient, he couldn't do that anyway.

Even those with special training could not withstand this newly created drug, which was much stronger and more potent than the ones they had confiscated.

No wonder Captain Chen was so obedient. He shook his head, took out a few medicines, mixed them, and injected them intravenously. It was not as simple as it sounded. The chance of addiction was very high.

"I'll go with you tomorrow. Use less of what you can't use." How could he explain this to Mr. Dong?

"Hmm? You dress up nicely tomorrow? I'll take you there?" He teased, opening his eyes, "Then you have to be mentally prepared."

It’s not easy, you might run into a colleague who’s been arrested.

"I'm prepared. How do you feel? Let Xiaojiu watch over it?" As he watched the potion being pushed in, his words were full of concern.

"It's okay. It's getting late. You should go back first. No one is needed to guard you." She seemed to be pretending to be serious. Otherwise, how could people believe that she had never touched this thing?

"If you need anything, just give me a shout. I'll live next door to you tonight."

She went upstairs, locked the door, closed the curtains, washed off her makeup, leaned against the head of the bed, took out the happy water from the system space, and sipped it.

"Master, you must be careful. The body you are using now is a mortal body that will also age, get sick and die. Don't do such dangerous things. It will become addictive. Even if you are slow to act, you will know how to control it."

"It will always have an impact," Ling Ling said while dancing.

"I got it," she said, drinking the happy water from the bottle. "Xiao Lingling, buy more and store them." Happy water still suits her better.

I was woken up by the sounds of training and woodworking outside in the morning. Yun Province is only separated from Maine La by a road, and the war over there can be seen clearly from this side, and the noise is very loud.

Leaning on the pillow, his brows were cold and full of impatience.

"Miss Yuan, someone is coming from Hai Lan Nightclub. Are you up?" Zhang Yu'an knocked on the door.

Why not let others come? Isn't that team all out? Chen Ningan is cooking in the kitchen? It's no different from pig food! It's not delicious at all just by smelling it.

"She's awake. Let her wait." The voice was calm.

The radiant lady was obviously having a good rest, yawning lazily, wearing a long fleece leather jacket.

"Miss Yuan, the boss said you would be interested," Wenwen's eyes flashed with deep surprise as she handed over the invitation.

Her boss likes wealthy employers, especially beautiful ones. This rich and beautiful woman lives in such a big manor alone, and has no less than twenty men serving her, not to mention the others.

"I'm very interested. By the way, the clothes I brought are not enough. Do you mind going shopping with me?" He leaned closer with a smile in his eyes.

"I don't mind," Wenwen said immediately. She smelled so good, her eyes were blurred. As for the boss? Who was he?

"Don't you need to tell Boss Gao?" He blinked.

"The boss knows Miss Yuan is unfamiliar with the place so he asked me to lead the way." He found a perfect excuse.

When we walked into the restaurant, there was stomach-nourishing millet porridge and a few plates of pickled vegetables on the table, and the rest was black and unappetizing.

He took the bowl of noodles and took a sip without changing his expression. It was really disgusting. Chen Ningan was really a talent. He could even cook porridge like this.