When he heard that it was an attack on Nightingale, Fatty Qian's heart immediately rose to his throat.
If something happens to Nightingale in her stone gambling shop, no matter whether the attack is related to her or not, she should not even think about continuing to open her stone gambling shop.
If you don't do it right, you may not be able to save your life.
"There's nothing wrong with Miss Nightingale. Boss Qian, hurry up and rescue the injured." Meng Yan said the next sentence and immediately ran to a spectator and moved the table that was on his feet.
"It hurts, it hurts! Hiss! Brother, please be gentle!"
Fatty Qian was a ghost when he saw this. He looked around the shop, and finally saw Nightingale standing up unsteadily by the door, and walked up quickly.
After settling Nightingale, Fatty Qian devoted himself to the rescue work.
It was only at night that the whole mess left by the explosion was finally cleaned up.
"Brother Meng, thank you for staying and helping me clean the door." Fatty Qian shook Meng Yan's hand and said with a pained look on his face.
Seeing the distressed expression on Fatty Qian's face, Meng Yan knew that it was time for Fatty Qian to react after finishing his work.
It was not other places that were blown up but the door of his stone betting shop. Although the cause and effect are not clear yet, not only did he have to pay a sum of money to go in and renovate, but a lot of rough stones were also blown up. He would soon be able to
The business will definitely not be able to continue.
"My condolences, Boss Qian. I'm lucky that you're fine." Meng Yan consoled him.
"Brother Meng, take this." Boss Qian took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Meng Yan.
"The first rough stalactite shell I showed you this afternoon was bought at this market. Brother Meng, I saw that you were very interested in it."
"I probably won't be able to get away during this period. If Brother Meng is interested, just tell me my name when you go. The boss at the entrance will receive you, which will be considered as compensation for you."
After hearing the last sentence, Meng Yan asked doubtfully: "Compensation? Compensation for what?"
Fatty Qian scratched his head in embarrassment: "Brother, you probably know that the rough stone you bought for one million yuan, most Mongolian materials on the market do not cost more than half a million yuan..."
"And I just found your rough stone near the gate..."
Only then did Meng Yan remember that he had only been thinking about saving people all afternoon, and it seemed that he hadn't even seen his rough stone yet.
Looking away, Meng Yan looked around the explosion site, then shook his head helplessly.
The scene was so chaotic at that time, even if the stone could avoid the explosion and the jade inside was not injured, there was a high probability that it would have been picked up by someone in the chaos.
And this was probably not the only stone that was robbed.
Fatty Qian looked at Meng Yan with some fear, fearing that the rough stone would be gone before he took it out of the Stone Gambling Shop, and he would be blamed for this and take the one million back.
However, his worries were obviously unnecessary. Meng Yan turned around and said with a regretful expression: "Since this happened to Boss Qian's rough stone just after I bought it, it seems that the rough stone has no fate with me."
"Don't worry, Boss Qian. I have accepted this business card, and Boss Qian has also accepted the one million yuan. This matter is over."
Meng Yan accepted the business card with a look of regret on his face, which made Fatty Qian feel a little embarrassed.
One million dollars was spent with a business card, and I felt like I was bullying someone.
However, at this time, Meng Yan was already happy.
Just kidding, what does that piece of rough stone mean?
With this business card, Fatty also has the money to report his name wherever he goes. This is clearly introducing himself into the circle.
Generally speaking, places like the entrance to the rough stone field are connected to various stone betting shops. It is considered a small industry. If you don't have connections, don't even think about entering.
How many stones are there in a rough stone quarry? How many stones does a stone gambling business have?
With your own eyes, are you afraid that you won't be able to earn it back? Then go to their warehouse and open the magic pupils to see that all the stones are transparent in front of your eyes.
This time, I lost the sesame seeds and picked up the watermelon.
After leaving the Stone Gambling Shop, Nightingale had already sat in her luxurious Bentley on the side of the road. Three vans surrounded Nightingale's car tightly, and several bodyguards stood outside the car to guard the surroundings.
After the explosion, Zhou Yaoyao was picked up by Xiao Qianqian from the Shen Jade Shop in the afternoon. Meng Yan saw Nightingale sitting in the back row of the Bentley through the gap between the bodyguards and walked up.
"Wait a minute." A bodyguard saw Meng Yan walking up, put one hand on the guy around his waist, and stretched out the other hand to block Meng Yan.
"This is Miss Nightingale's special seat, don't go any further."
The group of guards who followed Nightingale had been injured in the explosion and were transported away. At this time, another group of people was escorting Nightingale.
"Let him in." The nightingale's voice came from inside the car.
"Understood, Lord Nightingale." The bodyguard immediately put down his posture and made way for Meng Yan.
Meng Yan opened the car door and sat in. He looked at Nightingale's messy cheongsam, with some sensitive parts still exposed, making her look even more pitiful.
"Miss Nightingale..." Meng Yan shouted, but she didn't know where to start with her next words.
Hearing Meng Yan's voice, Nightingale turned her head and gave him a charming smile.
"Mr. Meng, thank you for risking your life to save me today. If you hadn't discovered the bomb hidden in Zhang Jinma's clothes today, I wouldn't be sitting here now."
"If you don't mind, Mr. Meng, you can just call me Nightingale from now on without adding the suffix "Miss"."
Meng Yan smiled slightly: "Then please forgive me, Nightingale."
The smile on Nightingale's face became even more charming.
"Okay, you probably have a question to ask me, right?" Nightingale asked.
Meng Yan collected his thoughts and asked.
"Miss Nightingale, do you have any clues about this Zhang Jinma?"
Nightingale shook her head: "I just sent news to my boss. He said that this man also escaped from the south a few weeks ago, and he doesn't know him that well."
"It's just a special period, and Xiang Yushi doesn't have access to anything like guns. Plus he does have some skills, so we hired him into the company. I didn't expect that something like this would happen."
"Is he a spy from the south?" Meng Yan asked.
Nightingale looked into Meng Yan's eyes and smiled: "Why is Mr. Meng asking about this?"
"I just asked casually. If it involves any secrets within Miss Nightingale's company, you don't need to answer me. It would be troublesome to know such things."
