After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

Chen Pingan thought for a moment and said slowly: "They are the bodyguards I hired, but when they were abroad, their families also lived in my manor. After a long time, they became like family members. This is not a big problem.

There are many foreigners in Shudu City, why are you staring at me?"

Although he knew it was because of Lan Wei Zhong, he still asked.

Lan Weizhong remained silent, seemingly wondering if what he said was true.

Chen Pingan explained again, "Ben Dikt and his men were once an unknown mercenary organization in Europe, but now they are just my bodyguards."

"Are they your bodyguards?" Lan Wei Zhong repeated.

Chen Pingan nodded, "Not only to protect me, but also my family, including Lanxiang."

"You'd better arrange a position for them in your company. There's no such thing as bodyguards in China!"

Chen Pingan quickly agreed. This was not the time to argue. The best thing to do was not to make the elders angry.

"Your wedding is in a few months. You'd better not let anyone catch you, otherwise you will be in trouble."

Chen Pingan was a little confused by what he said, but he could only agree, and he started to think about it in his mind.

Who was offended by this?

Not many people can talk to their future father-in-law like this!

When he came out, Lanxiang was drinking tea in the living room. Seeing him come out, she came over, took his arm, and whispered, "Did my dad say anything to you?"

"Nothing much, just gave me some tips, nothing else."

"Well, okay, let's go back."

After saying goodbye to Zhao Wanying, they returned to their room in the hotel.

Chen Ping'an let her rest, and went to the study, lit a cigar, and began to think.

Can a theater commander feel the pressure? Can the opponent's level be so high?

The environment is so bad that there is a high probability that something will happen.

In other words, no matter what, whether or not there are reminders from elders, the domestic market does not allow people like him to continue playing, and this should be the consensus of many people.

Lanxiang changed her clothes and came over to look at him, then turned around to boil water and prepare tea for him.

Chen Pingan turned on the computer, took a look at the normal trading foreign market, frowned and wrote and drew on the paper.

He was in this state when Lanxiang made tea and brought it to him.

Putting down the teacup, Lanxiang went back to her room to read without saying a word.

Chen Ping'an looked through all the trading markets, and then carefully looked at the domestic market and all index futures.

It was not until Lanxiang woke up that he finalized the follow-up plan.

However, he never kept any records of these things. He tore up the paper and threw it into the trash can.

There's just a bunch of numbers on it and nothing else.

Lanxiang came over lazily and prepared to add hot water to him. Chen Pingan stood up and hugged her.

The fragrant and soft feeling made him feel a little moved.

Lanxiang hugged his neck, blushing and laughing softly, "I should have known you earlier."

Chen Pingan chuckled, "I feel the same way, but everything now is the best. I won't expect more."

He bent down, picked up the woman in his arms, and strode towards the bedroom.

……

Chen Xiaolong didn't expect that there would be any fish that slipped through the net.

Because not everyone was in the room celebrating the New Year that day.

From the first shot to the end, it took less than 3 minutes.

According to the original requirements, the number of people in each room needs to be counted, and finally it can be determined whether all targets have been eliminated.

But after the statistics came out, 5 people disappeared.

This gave Red Beard a headache.

He and the local gang had clearly made all the preparations, and every target was being closely watched. He didn't know why this situation occurred.

This result annoyed him, and everyone reloaded their weapons and began searching every room again.