As night falls, the north wind blows.

A man stood in front of a cool black sports car, looking coldly at the [-]-story Fengling Group Building. His knee-length clothes swayed in the wind, making his shadow under the streetlight longer and more handsome. , many vehicles and pedestrians passing by after work thought that some male model was taking pictures here.

What's even more striking is that this man is actually wearing a silver mask. Although only the lower half of his face is exposed, his superior jawline can still tell how handsome he is.

He seemed to live only in his own world, ignoring the gazes and comments of everyone in the world, as if all their thoughts and opinions had nothing to do with him, so calm and confident.

Until the extended version of the Maybach drove out of the underground parking lot, there was a floating light in his deep eyes.

At the same time, in the Maybach compartment, the man in the back seat immediately saw the figure that stood out from the crowd.

Jiang Nan also saw him. It was the unidentified man who suddenly appeared to rescue Shen Xingluo that night.

To put it simply, he is the president’s love rival!

He suddenly became alert and looked at the gloomy face of his president in the rearview mirror: "President, do you want to stop the car?"

This guy obviously came to provoke me!

Bo Beicheng gave him a cold look: "Do you think it needs to stop?"

Is he the kind of person that cats and dogs meet?

Jiang Nan understood what he meant, so the car speed passed smoothly in front of SC Johnson without any change.

Bo Beicheng in the carriage and Johnson outside the carriage looked at each other.

At that moment, like lightning and flint, the friction between the two sides produced a strong smell of gunpowder, and even the whistling north wind brought with it an indescribable sense of tension.

The Maybach drove directly in front of him, ignoring him.

But this seemed to be completely within SC Johnson's expectation. He got into the car unhurriedly, started the accelerator, and had a cold aura in every move he made.

"He is following us." After observing for two minutes, Jiang Nan came to an accurate conclusion.

In the rear mirror, half of Bo Beicheng's face was buried in the shadows: "Show your special skills and get rid of him!"

Jiang Nan has been working as an assistant to Bo Beicheng for so many years. In addition to his ability to do things, he is good at guessing Bo Beicheng's thoughts and knows how to grasp the scale, as well as his decathlon.

Graduated from a prestigious university, a martial arts and taekwondo champion, and he was also a professional racing driver.

Just when Bo Beicheng finished speaking, Jiang Nan had already entered the state, stepped on the accelerator and accelerated, and the Maybach was like an agile and fluent silverbait falling back into the ocean, weaving quickly through the busy streets.

More than ten minutes later, the Maybach got on the highway.

At the corner, the black Pagani followed.

Jiang Nan clicked his tongue and said, "I didn't expect him to be quite capable!"

This soliloquy of his assistant fell into the ears of Bo Beicheng, who was in the back seat, and his expression became darker.

"Don't worry, CEO, I will definitely get rid of him!"

What followed was a chase that lasted for more than an hour, until the car got off the highway and entered a two-lane road, which was a speed-limited road.

However, Pagani desperately pressed after him. Finally, Pagani suddenly crossed the Maybach's body, swung the direction of the front of the car, and stopped the Maybach on the side of the road.

Jiang Nan turned around and said apologetically: "President, I'm sorry, I can't fight him."

Bo Beicheng's gloomy face showed no anger, as if he had already guessed it.

He stared coldly at the man in front of him who got out of the driver's seat, expressionlessly gathered his coat and got out of the car.

The domineering momentum was even more wanton than the cold wind outside.

SC Johnson walked over at this time and spoke first: "I'm sorry for forcing you to interview in this way."

His words were an apology, but there was no apology in his tone.

The corners of Bo Beicheng's lips curled up, but there was a sudden look in his eyes: "No one has ever been able to force me. Do you think I really can't get rid of you?"

He was just trying out how capable and courageous this guy who suddenly parachuted into Shen Xingluo's side to be the flower protector was!

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