Seeing Wu Zhaochen's whole body covered in bandages, Teng Weixiang couldn't help but laugh, and even couldn't help but joke with him.
Wu Zhaochen rolled his eyes at Teng Weixiang, then his expression changed immediately. He blinked at Teng Weixiang and smiled flatteringly: "Hey, Wei Xiang, look at how badly I am injured. Just count it as a work-related injury."
Can you please give me a compensation or something, hehe."
"Don't even think about it! You, Manager Wu, must stay and work overtime today! You are not allowed to leave work until you finish your work!" Teng Weixiang is not a kind-hearted person. His slender eyes immediately cut off Wu Zhaochen's opportunistic thoughts, and then strode towards the glass door of the company.
Go.
Zhan Lele followed Teng Weixiang and glanced at Wu Zhaochen when he passed by him.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen such a handsome guy?!" When Wu Zhaochen saw Zhan Lele staring at him, the corner of his mouth seemed to be mocking, he immediately shouted back at Zhan Lele.[
"Ha!" Zhan Lele just shouted, then turned his head away proudly and quickly followed Teng Weixiang.
"I've gone too far. Even the little bodyguard dares to look down on me. It's really unreasonable!" Seeing that Zhan Lele and Teng Weixiang ignored him, Wu Zhaochen shouted sadly: "Is there anyone who can help me?"
Daxia Zhan, Daxia Zhan, come here!"
Zhan Lele ignored him, but felt that the senior sister's lesson to Wu Zhaochen was a bit harsh, but then when she thought about the things Wu Zhaochen had done to her, she felt that the senior sister's punishment was too light.
Due to Teng Weixiang's rectification, the security system of Longxiang International has been strengthened a lot compared to before. Zhan Lele suddenly felt that entering the headquarters building of Longxiang International Hotel was like entering a huge safe.
Teng Weixiang still came to his office and dealt with daily work matters, but Zhan Lele stood behind Teng Weixiang, watching him review and approve each official document.
"Mr. Zhan, if you are tired, you can rest on the sofa." Teng Weixiang looked up at Zhan Lele and smiled softly.
Zhan Lele quickly shook his head and said: "No, Mr. Teng, I must protect you at all times. If a bullet is shot at you now, I can rush out to block it for you immediately.
Seeing Zhan Lele saying such serious words, Teng Weixiang was about to ask Zhan Lele if there was anything wrong today, but the phone next to him suddenly rang.
‘President Teng, Miss Long is here to see you. She is downstairs now. Is it convenient for you now?’ The call was from the secretary, and it turned out to be Long Qingxue.
"Okay, you can bring her up." Teng Weixiang thought for a while and said to the secretary.
"Yes, President." The secretary responded and hung up the phone.
Long Qingxue, the woman Zhan Lele least wanted to see was this woman. Ever since she saw her sarcastic remarks about her at Mayor Xia's daughter's birthday party, her impression of Long Qingxue had become even worse.
A crisp sound of high-heeled shoes rang outside, and then the office door opened, and Long Qingxue walked in holding a cluster of snow-white lilies.
"Qingxue, is today a good day? Why did you suddenly think of sending flowers?" Teng Weixiang saw Long Qingxue walking in with flowers in his arms, and immediately looked up at Long Qingxue and asked.
Long Qingxue nodded dully, and said in a mechanical voice: "Yes, today is a good day."
Zhan Lele looked at Long Qingxue and suddenly felt that this Long Qingxue was very strange. Her movements were stiff, and her eyes that were always sharp before became very dull now.
"Qingxue, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Qin Shaoyang saw that Long Qingxue looked a little strange, so he stood up and walked towards Long Qingxue.
In an instant, an ominous premonition aroused in Zhan Lele's heart.
"Mr. Teng, don't get close to Miss Long!" Zhan Lele suddenly shouted at Teng Weixiang.[
Hearing Zhan Lele's shouts, Teng Weixiang's body trembled slightly.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Long Qingxue's mouth. She suddenly raised her right hand, took out a pistol from the lily, and said coldly to Teng Weixiang: "Today is your memorial day!"
With a bang, the gun originally held in Long Qingxue's hand was suddenly thrown out.
A small but delicate throwing knife was inserted into the pistol's trigger.
After the throwing knives and pistols spun in the air several times, they fell to the ground, rolled a few times and then stopped.
"Qingxue, what are you doing?!" Teng Weixiang immediately stared at Long Qingxue with sharp eyes and shouted.
With a chirping sound, Long Qingxue's eyes flashed coldly, and then she stabbed Teng Weixiang in the chest with the dagger in her hand, instantly cutting a rip in his chest suit, revealing the light blue shirt underneath.
"Mr. Teng, be careful!" Zhan Lele exclaimed, then stood up and jumped onto Teng Weixiang's table, then flew up and kicked Long Qingxue towards him.
At this time, Long Qingxue was also quite powerful. She even raised her arm to block Zhan Lele's kick.
"..." Zhan Lele was suddenly shocked. This Long Qingxue didn't know how to do martial arts. How could this happen? "Could it be..."
After a fierce confrontation, the two retreated one after another. Long Qingxue's eyes were still dull, but her hands were tightly holding the sharp dagger as she glared at Teng Weixiang.
Suddenly, Long Qingxue shouted loudly, stood up and rushed towards Teng Weixiang.
"As long as I'm here, rest will hurt Mr. Teng!" Zhan Lele's reaction speed was also quite astonishing. He stood up and backed away, immediately blocking Teng Weixiang's side.
The sharp dagger was directed at Zhan Lele. Zhan Lele was also very agile. She bent slightly and immediately avoided Long Qingxue's stab.
The moment Zhan Lele dodges, he holds Long Qingxue's arm with both hands, and then pulls hard, Long Qingxue's whole body suddenly falls to the ground.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Zhan Lele's eyes.
Long Qingxue was pulled to the ground by Zhan Lele, and after a strange scream, she started to get up again.
But at this time, Zhan Lele exclaimed, immediately threw herself behind Long Qingxue, pressed her tightly, and wiped Long Qingxue's neck with her left hand at an extremely fast speed.
Long Qingxue, who was originally frantic, suddenly calmed down and fell down on the floor.
Seeing that Long Qingxue had no reaction, Zhan Lele stood up from Long Qingxue.
"Mr. Zhan, what's going on? What happened to Qingxue?!" Teng Weixiang asked worriedly when he saw Long Qingxue lying on the ground motionless.
Zhan Lele smiled at Teng Weixiang who looked anxious: "It's okay, Miss Long just fainted and will wake up later." [
"Fainted, why did he faint suddenly? What on earth is going on?!" Teng Weixiang was confused by what was happening in front of him. He really didn't know what happened to Long Qingxue.
Zhan Lele stretched out her left hand in front of Teng Weixiang, and saw a bright color appear on her left hand, and said with a smile: "Miss Long's weird appearance is all because of this thing."
Teng Weixiang stared at Zhan Lele's left hand carefully, and saw that her left hand fingers were holding a silver needle.
"What is this, a needle?!" Teng Weixiang asked with a confused look on his face.
Zhan Lele smiled and said: "Mr. Teng, you are only half right. This is not an ordinary needle. This is a silver needle used in traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture."
"Silver needles used for acupuncture, what the hell is going on?!" Teng Weixiang became more and more confused as he listened, and doubts appeared on his delicate face.
Zhan Lele smiled slightly and explained: "Mr. Zhan, I think the thing is like this. Miss Long met a killer on the way to buy flowers. That killer was a very powerful killer. He didn't take action on his own, and his face was...
He used a silver needle to control Miss Long's mind and asked her to do things for him, that is, to assassinate you, Mr. Teng."
Listening to Zhan Lele's explanation, Teng Weixiang's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice: "There is such a method?!"
"Mr. Teng, maybe you don't know something. Killers are also divided into levels, and the killer we feel now is a higher-level killer. He knows how to use the people around you to kill you, and he doesn't have to do it himself. This kind of killer
It’s also quite difficult to deal with.”
"Well...it hurts..." While Teng Weixiang and Zhan Lele were talking about the killer's techniques, Long Qingxue slowly woke up. She reached out and covered her head with pain.
Teng Weixiang quickly helped Long Qingxue up from the ground and asked with concern: "Qingxue, how are you feeling now? Is there anything that makes you feel extremely uncomfortable?!"
"Wei Xiang, why are you here? Where am I now?!" Long Qingxue was shocked when she saw Teng Weixiang suddenly appeared in front of her. Her memory still stayed in the flower shop.
Teng Weixiang helped Long Qingxue sit down on the sofa and said with a smile: "You are in my office now. Someone just controlled your heart and came to assassinate me with a knife and a gun."
"Ah?! How is this possible?!" When Long Qingxue heard what Teng Weixiang said, she immediately pulled Teng Weixiang's arm nervously and shouted: "Wei Xiang, how are you? Are you injured?
Got hurt by me?!"
Seeing Long Qingxue worried about himself, Teng Weixiang smiled gently and said: "Qingxue, don't worry, I'm fine. Thanks to Mr. Zhan's protection, I wasn't seriously injured."
." As he said that, Teng Weixiang looked down at the crack on his chest.
After seeing that Teng Weixiang was not injured by herself, Long Qingxue finally breathed a long sigh of relief, then stared at Teng Weixiang and said: "Wei Xiang, just be okay. If you are injured because of me, then I will definitely do it."