It was quiet on the other end of the phone. For a moment, a deep and vigorous voice of a middle-aged man came to her ears, "Hello, Miss Mi, I am Jia Zhizhong."
Her thoughts immediately stopped, her eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at the microphone in her hand in disbelief.
It is indeed not Li Yan’s mobile phone number...
But, why...
Mi Ruo didn't know how the other party got her phone number, but a high-level person like this naturally has his own think tank and a group of subordinates working for him, so getting her phone number must be a piece of cake.
As if guessing Mi Ruo's thoughts at this time, the other party said calmly, "Miss Mi, could you please talk to Jia? I have prepared a car for you and avoided the eyes and ears for you. You only need to go from your home
Just come out the back door."
She gritted her teeth, "Why should I... listen to you?"
Jia Zhizhong smiled lowly and said, "Miss Mi, please rest assured that Mr. Jia does not want to hurt you, but just wants to discuss with you about Mr. Li's matter."
Mi Ruo hesitated.
Mr. Li? He means... related to Li Yan?
Although she knew it was a trap, Mi Ruo was shaken. The other party called her personally. Even if she refused this time, there would still be another time. Since they were going to meet sooner or later, it would be better to meet earlier than later.
Let's go and see what he wants to talk about.
"Okay, I understand, see you later."
She tried her best to calm her heart, got dressed and came downstairs. Aunt Li saw her getting dressed and walking directly to the door. She was a little puzzled, "Madam, don't you want to have breakfast?"
"Oh, don't eat. I will eat outside later."
"Madam, where are you going? Let me call Driver Wu..."
Before Aunt Li finished speaking, Mi Ruo's figure had disappeared from the door. She was stunned, "Why is the madam alone...where is she going?"
Thinking of this, Aunt Li suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly called Li Yan.
Li Yan was busy with a lot of work. When he saw that the call was coming from home, he immediately became alert, "Hey... Aunt Li... what did you say? Mi Ruo didn't even eat breakfast and went out alone.
?!"
Hearing this, Li Yan's black eyes suddenly turned cold, "Did she say where she was going?"
"No."
"Then did she bring her cell phone?"
"I don't know. How about I go upstairs and have a look."
Li Yan said, "Forget it, I'll call her myself."
Before he finished speaking, he quickly dialed Mi Ruo's phone number. The call was quickly connected, but no one answered for five seconds. Just when he was about to give up, the signal that he was connected came.
Yan raised her voice happily, "Mi Ruo?!"
"Uh, sir, it's me. Madam, she... seems to have forgotten her mobile phone." It was Aunt Li's voice again.
Li Yan's mood quickly changed from joy to disappointment, and then from disappointment to anxiety and irritability, "Okay, I understand."
Trying his best to control his emotions, he turned to the desk and pressed the intercom setting. After a while, A Biao stepped in from the door and said, "President, did you call me?"
"Well," he groaned, frowning and said, "Go and check Mi Ruo's phone communication information immediately, and check the surveillance video of my home!"
A Biao was stunned for a moment and said, "President, is it Madam, what happened to her?"
Li Yan was furious, waved his hand and urged, "I don't know yet, so go and do it quickly."
"Yes, CEO!" A Biao did not dare to neglect and quickly followed Li Yan's instructions.
As soon as A Biao left, Li Yan's eyes were filled with anger. He looked out the window coldly with a pair of bottomless black eyes. With a loud bang, his fist suddenly hit the ultra-wide floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, and his clenched fists rattled.
.
That damn stupid woman didn't listen to him and ran out alone again!
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Stepping out of the moon-white gate, Mi Ruo finally understood why Jia Zhizhong asked her to come out through the back door. It turned out that the front door had been surrounded by more than a dozen reporters.
She was worried that the same situation would be the same at the back door. She originally planned to put on a disguise before going out, but when she came to the door, she found that there was no one at the back door.
She felt something was wrong, and before she had gone far, there were messy and unfamiliar footsteps behind her. She was thinking about looking back, and an extremely pungent smell covered her lips. Suddenly, the world was spinning, and Mi Ruo's vision went dark before she could struggle.
The whole person fell down softly...
At the same time, a dazzling white Maserati pierced the air like an arrow, whipping up strong winds and roaring all the way.
Ten minutes ago, Li Yan received a call from A Biao. Through Mi Ruo's communication test and surveillance video, it was found that Mi Ruo was taken to his mansion by Jia Zhizhong.
Jia Zhizhong, how dare you...
Li Yan's face was frighteningly dark, and while his anger was building up, he instinctively stepped on the accelerator.
boom--
The streamlined body flies forward at a faster speed...
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In a certain room of an old Chinese-style house, Mi Ruo woke up from her sleep.
When she realized she was in a strange room, she jumped up suddenly.
She carefully looked around, and saw four burly men standing in the four corners, each wearing a ghost mask with sharp fangs, looking down at her as coldly as door gods!
She was trembling with fright, and her panic was clearly evident.
A low and dull laughter sounded in my ears, "Haha, Miss Mi finally woke up? It was later than I expected."
Mi Ruo suddenly looked back and saw a middle-aged man slowly walking in from not far away. The middle-aged man had a slender figure, wore a well-fitting Zhongshan suit, and had an extraordinary bearing. At first glance, he looked like he was in his forties.
In fact, he is already over fifty.
He walked in with a smile, seemingly amiable, but his eyes were like cones, and his eyes shot up to the cold stars, which made Mi Ruo immediately think of a word - smiling tiger.
He is Jia Zhizhong, the veteran of the Yanhuang Group reported by the media!
He stretched out his hand with a smile and motioned to Mi Ruo, "Miss Mi, don't be nervous, please sit down, please sit down!" Fu raised his voice and shouted out, "Here, let's serve tea!"
"No need!" She said with a straight face, "Mr. Jia, if you have any questions, just tell me."
Jia Zhizhong raised two arched eyebrows that were as clear as paint, and said loudly, "It turns out that Miss Mi knows me, Mr. Jia. Haha, I'm sorry to invite Miss Mi to my humble residence in such a rude way. It's really disrespectful, disrespectful!"
"
Mi Ruo calmed down, straightened her chest and looked at Jia Zhizhong, "Mr. Jia, please stop beating around the bush. Didn't you say you have something to discuss with me?"
An almost imperceptible sneer escaped from Jia Zhizhong's breath. Suddenly his smile stopped, and he glared at Mi Ruo with sharp eyes like an eagle, and said, "Then Jia will just tell you."