Houston Police Department.

Instead of being arrested, Philip became the director's guest of honor.

"Sorry, Mr. Philip, I think this is a misunderstanding." The director apologized humbly.

"Yes, it's a misunderstanding."

Philip flipped his coat and shook hands with the director.

Accompanied by a lawyer and personally escorted by the director, he walked out of the office.

In another office, the reporter was still scared. If the police hadn't arrived in time, he would have become a corpse at this moment, and his hands holding hot coffee were still shaking, accusing the police of Philip's atrocities.

Sudden.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Philip walking out swaggeringly, and the director was very attentive to Philip. The reporter turned pale and stood up, "What's going on?"

"Sit down." The policeman pressed him on the chair.

The reporter looked at Philip who was walking in horror and threatened him in front of the police, "In Texas, no one dares to threaten me, you are dead."

"Hissary Secretary, this reporter blackmailed Mr. Philip, I hope you can review him well and give Mr. Philip a good result." The lawyer said with a straight face.

"We will." The director nodded.

Philip looked at the reporter with mocking and pity. As soon as he was about to leave, the phone rang and Chen Meng's voice came, "Mr. Philip, be satisfied with the gift I give you tonight."

"What does it mean?" Philip was stunned.

"This reporter is just an appetizer. If you don't put Jiang Yao on, I promise you that the next videotape will definitely appear on Andre's desk." Chen Meng said with a smile.

Philip's breathing stagnated. Andre was his father's strongest competitor. He had always been an enemy of the Philip family, and the other party was also a very rich man.

Whether for political reasons or in the business competition, Andre is a mortal enemy of the Philips family.

Damn Chinese, how did you know Andrei's existence?

now.

Philip believed more and more Migao's words, and the Chinese must have investigated the Philip family's background clearly.

Obviously, it was planned for a long time, so King George was 100% problematic.

No wonder the surname Chen doesn’t even care about his girlfriend. The first person he asked for was Mi Gao.

It must be Mi Gao who knew about the Chinese conspiracy, so it is even more important.

"Mr. Philip, what happened tonight has shown my sincerity. I don't want to be enemies with you. On the contrary, I still hope to be friends with Mr. Philip." Chen Meng said in a harmonious voice.

"Mr. Chen said before that he didn't want to make friends with me? Why did it change?" Philip mocked.

"Mr. Philip doesn't have to be angry. As the heir to a qualified political family, the most basic condition is to be calm and unconscious. Mr. Philip still needs to be practiced." Chen Meng said lightly.

snort!!

Philip snorted coldly. Could it be that this guy has made such a big change? Is it because he knows what King George has exposed?

So I wanted to show kindness to me, otherwise the person who called me would not be a Texas policeman, but Andre.

"Mr. Philip, I hope you will seriously consider my proposal. I will give me an answer before dawn. As long as you let Jiang Yao and Mi Gao out, I think we can definitely become friends." Chen Meng hung up the phone after saying that.

Philip immediately called his father and learned that his father had suspended all cooperation projects with King George, but there was no showdown.

No wonder the damn Chinese suddenly showed goodwill to me. It must be because of a sudden change that I noticed something.

The first thing to solve now is the videotape, which Chinese people can solve slowly.

Now.

Jiang Yao and Mi Gao are useless. He has already obtained all the information he wants. Keeping it in his hands will only force the Chinese to turn against each other.

At dawn.

Philip took the initiative to call Chen Meng, "Mr. Chen, I think we can be friends. You bring the videotape and we exchange it."

"no problem."

Chen Meng smiled.

One hour.

The two sides met in an ordinary bakery.

Chen Meng brought Mao Ba and Philip brought two bodyguards.

"Mr. Philip, we meet again." Chen Meng took the initiative to extend his hand.

Philip ignored it, "Where is the videotape?"

"Mr. Philip, don't worry, sit down and have a cup of hot coffee together." Chen Meng signaled with a smile.

Why are the damn Chinese so calm? Could it be that there are other people who are ambushing them in secret?

Philip subconsciously looked outside the bakery.

There were many passers-by, including many Eastern Confucius. At this moment, he looked like Chen Meng's ambush subordinates.

certainly.

Some of him ambushed himself.

After waiting for his order, he arrested the damn Chinese and cut them into pieces.

Philip stared at Chen Meng, trying to see the nervousness in his expression, but he didn't notice anything. He slowly sat down, "Thank you for your hospitality, I have the opportunity to invite you to Philip Villa as a guest. I will entertain you with the most authentic oriental food." ъìＱυＧΕt�.℃ǒΜ

"It will definitely happen." Chen Meng said with a smile.

Mao Ba standing beside him, wearing sunglasses, with his hands behind his back, and his head held high and his chest raised.

The eyes under the sunglasses were actually very nervous.

He stared out the window vigilantly. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that among the people wandering on the roadside, Philip's ambushing subordinates.

And all of this was expected by Mr. Chen.

Now, Mao Ba learned the reason why Chen Meng asked him to wear sunglasses, not to pretend to be cool, but to hide his nervousness.

Don't let Philip see the clues.

Otherwise, neither he nor Chen Meng would leave alive.

In ancient times, Zhou Lang had a brilliant plan to help the world, but now, Mr. Chen played the role of a foreigner.

With Mr. Chen’s IQ, in Mao Ba’s opinion, the world is invincible.

Especially Mr. Chen's acting skills are simply superb. How did he face danger without changing his face and chat and laugh with Philip.

After eating bread and drinking coffee.

Philip couldn't wait, "Mr. Chen, it's time to trade."

"The stuff is ready long ago."

Chen Meng picked up the plastic bag placed beside his feet.

Handed to Philip.

I almost fainted from anger. Such an important thing was always at my feet.

He quickly opened it and checked it. It was indeed the remaining four video tapes he had lost, because they all had coded them.

"Mr. Philip, I've given you something, where are the people?" Chen Meng said lightly.

In Philip's eyes, Chen Meng was very worthy of a beating. He really wanted to give the order to shoot the damn Chinese into a hornet's nest, but he didn't dare. Chen Meng's calmness made him believe that there must be a large number of people in secret.

Once the fight starts.

Not to mention him, even the president can't suppress the noise.

Philip waved his hand, and Jiang Yao and Mi Gao were taken down in a car parked on the side of the road.

"Jiang Yao..."

Chen Meng stood up, staring at the beautiful beauty who had not seen for a long time and was still beautiful, and her breathing became rapid in an instant.

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He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.

Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously observed the surroundings and became even more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he successfully received rescue, he should be in the ward now.

And his own body...how could he be injured at all?

With doubt, Shi Yu's gaze swept through the room quickly, and finally his eyes stopped on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror shows his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looks very handsome.
To be continued...