Zhen Jiabao rolled his eyes, dissatisfied with Er Mao's rough actions.

"You don't need to know who our boss is, you just need to know to stay away from Li Zhiming's affairs in the future."

It wasn't enough for Ermao to snatch the phone from Zhen Jiabao's hands. When Zhen Jiabao asked them brazenly, who entrusted them to threaten him, he refused them coldly.

"Ermao, can you respect me a little bit, after all, you should want me to see someone when you take me away—isn't it? Who wants to see me? Is it your boss behind the scenes?"

Zhen Jiabao was like a curious baby, regardless of the fact that she was sitting in a car with a group of unknown people driving to an unknown place, instead she asked questions with a curious face.

Er Mao roared angrily as if he really couldn't stand Zhen Jiabao's noise.

"shut up!"

"...If you don't say it, don't say it, why are you so angry?"

However, Zhen Jiabao showed no sign of fear, and leaned directly to the corner of the carriage, with his hands in his pockets and his lips pursed with dissatisfaction.

"I like this little girl, she has a hot temper."

The hulking man sitting in the middle row burst out laughing suddenly, then turned his head to look at Er Mao who was exuding black air and said admonishingly.

"You should also be kind to Ms. Zhen. After all, we were a little rude when we got Ms. Zhen into the car. No matter how you say it, we have to apologize."

That big man didn't wear a mask, but he was wearing a pair of sunglasses like Er Mao. When he smiled, his big white teeth almost blinded Zhen Jiabao's eyes.

"Brother, you are wearing sunglasses at night, aren't you afraid of walking and wrestling?"

Zhen Jiabao held back for a long time, then swallowed, and asked carefully.

The elder brother was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't realize what Zhen Jiabao asked just now.

"You're talking about these sunglasses, who is willing to wear them—it's not because they're afraid of being looked at by you."

That elder brother was really honest when he spoke, Zhen Jiabao smiled heartily when he looked at him, feeling a little helpless.

Could it be that these words can be said in front of a person who is being held hostage?What brain circuits are these people!

But Zhen Jiabao's originally tense spirit was strangely relieved. Originally, Zhen Jiabao was just holding on and not showing any signs of fear, but now he was really not afraid.

I really don't know what their behind-the-scenes boss will look like with such a group of off-line subordinates.

The elder brother who was driving seemed to feel that his subordinates were too happy, so he coughed.

"Miss Zhen doesn't need to have any other thoughts because of the words of my subordinates. As for who we are behind the scenes, you don't need to know that. It's just that someone wants to have a good chat with you today."

Listening to his explanation, Zhen Jiabao blinked in understanding.

If someone really wants to see her, I just don't know what kind of role this person who wants to see her plays in this matter, or what he wants to get from himself.

If you just want to threaten yourself not to continue to pursue and be curious about Li Zhiming's incident, you don't need to bother - Zhen Jiabao is sure that there must be something wrong with this matter.

Zhen Jiabao couldn't help praying in her heart that He Lianquan would not rescue herself as soon as possible, because she suddenly wanted to meet the black hand behind the scenes.

Zhen Jiabao cast his eyes out of the window casually. Generally speaking, if the kidnapping was particularly serious, they would definitely not allow themselves the chance to see out of the window. However, since Zhen Jiabao was tied into the car by them, except Apart from the mobile phone, he did not encounter any other bad treatment.

It seems that He Lianquan's identity is not useless, Zhen Jiabao touched his chin and thought seriously.

The car didn't drive for a long time before arriving at a warehouse. Near the warehouse was a factory before the bankruptcy of Dazhou Company. Zhen Jiabao had known about this place before.

Sitting in the car and looking at the gate of the warehouse, Zhen Jiabao suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

To say that Li Zhiming's matter was very strange from the very beginning, according to this situation of not being reconciled to not giving up until Li Zhiming was completely destroyed, it would take such a ruthless attack to have such a deep hatred.

But Li Zhiming is also known as a good old man, whether it is popularity or long-term charity reputation is not bad, how could someone hold a grudge against him so much?
There might be an answer today, Zhen Jiabao smiled and got out of the car slowly.

"Miss Zhen, we don't have to go in with you."

The elder brother opened the side door of the warehouse, stood in front of the door and spoke politely to Zhen Jiabao.

Zhen Jiabao didn't say much, and even nodded with the elder brother before entering the door.

After Zhen Jiabao entered the warehouse, fortunately, he didn't smell the bad smell that ordinary factory warehouses would have. The air here can be regarded as fresh and clean. There was a square table inside, and a middle-aged man was sitting behind it.

"You must be Miss Zhen."

The middle-aged man looked gloomy and uncertain, with a thin figure and a cane in one hand.

Sitting on a chair and holding a cane in one hand, isn't this person just putting on airs.

Zhen Jiabao saw that there were no other decorations in the entire warehouse except the table and the chair sitting under the middle-aged man's buttocks, and he was immediately unhappy.

"Since I have entered this door, can it be someone else? Did this gentleman invite someone else to come over?"

Zhen Jiabao sharpened his teeth when he was unhappy, and deeply felt that this person was unreasonable, arrogant and questioning, which was really annoying.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to have expected Zhen Jiabao to be so pungent, his expression was slightly distorted.

"I didn't expect that Ms. Zhen would have such a temper, and I'm afraid it doesn't fit the rumored person who obsessed over He Lianquan—but anyway, Ms. Zhen came from such a family, so it's normal to be shallow .”

The middle-aged man also refused to let Zhen Jiabao go, and started to talk about it without talking about the business.

Zhen Jiabao never listened to others talking about his family, not to mention that this middle-aged man somehow tied himself here to ridicule him?
Simply do not know what to say.

Zhen Jiabao sneered.

"I really don't know what the matter between me and He Lianquan has to do with you. Even if I am really fascinated by He Lianquan, it has nothing to do with you. If Helian Quan doesn't like me, why should I like it?" You?"

Zhen Jiabao stood across the table and looked the middle-aged man up and down, then clicked his tongue casually.

"I really don't know what you're thinking. It took so much effort to bring me here just to tell me this?"

Zhen Jiabao's tone was sloppy, and his actions were not much better. Since the middle-aged man didn't prepare a chair for himself, he just sat on the table.

"You are so presumptuous! Do you know who I am, and you dare to do such a thing in front of me?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be annoyed by Zhen Jiabao's lawless behavior. He got on his crutch and knocked viciously on the ground, and the entire warehouse instantly reverberated.

"Of course I don't know who you are, and if I knew you were so boring and uninteresting, I wouldn't follow your men here."

Zhen Jiabao plucked his ears, and looked at the middle-aged man with disdain to answer.

The middle-aged man's face turned blue with anger—the reason why he didn't prepare a seat for Zhen Jiabao was to humiliate her, but he didn't expect Zhen Jiabao to be so indifferent to his image, and just sat on the table and looked at himself carelessly.

Where there is a bit of Miss Everyone's appearance, just such a person can be taken into consideration by He Lianquan, it seems that this He Lianquan really doesn't have much vision.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth for a long time, but he didn't dare to fight Zhen Jiabao head-on.

"I invited you here today, not to quarrel with you, you'd better correct your attitude."

The middle-aged man waited for a long time before telling Zhen Jiabao, but Zhen Jiabao didn't seem to cooperate with the middle-aged man's instructions.

"I don't even know your name, so why should I talk to you well?"

Zhen Jiabao propped his arms on his knees, and rested his chin in his small hands, looking at the middle-aged man's face very rascally, with cute and annoying eyes.

"You don't need to know my name, you just need to know that it is impossible for Helian Quan and you to be together."

Zhen Jiabao originally thought that this middle-aged man had worked so hard to get him here just to keep him from getting involved in Li Zhiming's affairs, but he didn't expect that this middle-aged man basically couldn't do without Helian Quan in every word.

And actually said to herself that she and He Lianquan couldn't be together?
"Who are you? What's your last name? Your name is Helianwei?"

Forgive Zhen Jiabao for calling Helian Quan's father by his name very impolitely, because he was completely irritated by this middle-aged man's words, Zhen Jiabao looked at his face with disdain, and said nothing.

The middle-aged man seemed to dislike the name Helianwei very much, and his face twisted when he heard it.

But today, since seeing Zhen Jiabao, the middle-aged man's face has not looked good, so Zhen Jiabao didn't take the change of his expression to heart.

"I said you don't care who I am, and I'm not from the Helian family."

The middle-aged man emphasized to Zhen Jiabao with a livid face that he had nothing to do with the Helian family, and Zhen Jiabao casually agreed.

"Oh, so you still want me to sit on the table and talk to you? Of course, I don't think there is anything wrong with this posture, but it's too awkward to look down at your face."

Sitting on the table, Zhen Jiabao looked down at the middle-aged man's face. Although the middle-aged man's aura was not weak, Zhen Jiabao had already trained on He Lianquan, so he didn't feel anything.

The middle-aged man also seemed to be regretting why he used such a method to discredit Zhen Jiabao, so he waved his hand and asked someone to bring a chair for Zhen Jiabao.

Only then did Zhen Jiabao realize that there were two people standing in the corner of the warehouse where the light was not shining, and he was almost taken aback.

"You really have a lot of talents here. They don't even make a sound of panting when they stand there. It's really elusive."

Zhen Jiabao couldn't help but sneered, and after they put down the chairs, he jumped off the table and sat down on the chairs.

"You asked me to come here today, what's the matter, you'd better tell me right away, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have time when Helian Quan touches here."

After Zhen Jiabao sat on the chair, the first sentence he said was to urge the man to get to the point as soon as possible, otherwise, at his speed, he might not be able to finish his sentence when Helian Quan arrived here.

The middle-aged man seemed to be afraid that Helian Quan would touch here, and his expression froze for a while.

"You don't have to talk to me anymore. I've already said that I'm not afraid of Helian Quan, and you don't have to use him to frighten me. If I can bring you here today, I won't be afraid of him looking for you."

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