Go back to 1990 to start a business

Xia Chuan didn't want to waste any more time, and suddenly stabbed the back of the young man's head with a mental stab.

Although he had put all his strength into this attack, he did not expect it to succeed at all, as the real killer move was what he was preparing for later.

But he never expected that the young man would fall headfirst!

Xia Chuan suddenly became confused. No, no, what’s going on?

It was as if a rich young lady had carefully selected a handsome and imposing husband and was ready to beg for mercy on the wedding night. However, the words she had prepared for more than ten years were not used because the husband turned out to be a eunuch.

Nani?

He can't be that weak.

Is he committing suicide?

For an out-of-body experience?

Could it be that the body on the plane is the target? !

Xia Chuan woke up suddenly and activated the soul crossing instantly, but there was no response.

There was a buzzing in his head.

Isn't it that if he dies, I can give birth to the child?

Is he imprisoned here?

He then mobilized his willpower and prayed for the soul to return to its body!

I actually managed to travel through time and space successfully in an instant.

Return to the flesh.

Xia Chuan opened his eyes with great joy, but was dumbfounded again.

There is no soul body of the young man at all.

Instead, in less than two minutes, his body turned sideways, occupying three beds. There were six pairs of big eyes in front of him, forming a circle and looking at him.

When he suddenly opened his eyes, the six women were so frightened that they fell to the ground.

Only then did Xia Chuan see Han Mei.

Han Mei let out a long sigh and tears fell like rain.

Xia Chuan asked in confusion: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Are they pregnant?"

The six women were halfway up when they sat down again, looking at Xia Chuan with interesting expressions. "Don't you know whether you have done it or not?"

Han Mei shook her head slightly: "It's okay, no, it's good that you woke up, thanks to their care, get off the plane."

"Get off the plane?" Xia Chuan was shocked, his mental power burst out, and he was stunned.

The plane had landed at Hong Kong Airport. I don’t know how long it stayed there, but all the passengers had left.

Han Mei said softly, "You've been unconscious for a day."

Xia Chuan finally understood why the tower was so uncomfortable. The flow of time there was a thousand times slower than on the ground.

If you look at the people in that tower from here, it's like they're standing still.

If he was trapped in there for a year, a thousand years would have passed on Earth and the society would have returned to primitive times.

Xia Chuan thought it was a blessing.

Han Mei wiped away her tears and thanked the six women again. She certainly would not tell the flight attendant that her soul had left her body. She kept explaining that she was being chased and fell into a coma.

The first six flight attendants knew it was Xia Chuan, and they all promised Han Mei to keep the secret.

Six more people came in and agreed again.

Until the plane landed, no one could hide it anymore.

Han Mei finally waited until her brother's soul returned to his body. She was so relaxed that she almost collapsed.

Xia Chuan took a long breath and vowed never to go to the center of the earth again. That place is suitable for raising dogs, not for people. Even if he could live forever, he would not go there.

He clasped his fists towards the six girls and said, "Thank you all for your care. I will give each of you a seven-carat diamond ring... Oops... No, it will be one million Hong Kong dollars each. Go buy them yourselves."

The six girls suddenly cheered, thanked him one after another, and reminded everyone that there were six more.

Xia Chuan generously agreed that it was no problem and asked them to go to the Jade Building together to collect the money instead of going alone.

Then he took Han Mei off the plane and saw Jing Fang rushing over with an ambulance, stretcher and doctor. It was obviously because of him.

Finding that he was fine, the leading special police officer saluted: "Mr. Xia, do you need any help?"

"I just need to make two phone calls."

The SWAT immediately handed the phone to Xia Chuan.

Xia Chuan first called the accountant and asked him to transfer 12 million to the Jade Building.

Then notify Huang Xiuhua.

The SWAT officer thought to himself, why don’t we have it?

But he didn't dare say it out loud. He took the phone and put on an apologetic smile, waiting for Xia Chuan to come to his senses.

But Xia Chuan took Han Mei's hand and left.

The flight attendants became more and more proud, as if they had taken ecstasy, and their spirits were high.

……

Han Mei held Xia Chuan's arm, as if strolling in the garden, releasing all the repression, worry, anxiety and grievance she had felt that day, and asked with a smile:

"This reporter would like to interview you. Mr. Xia Chuan, how did you come up with the idea of ​​giving each of your wives a seven-carat diamond ring when you didn't give them a wedding ring?"

Xia Chuan felt that it was too late to find a lawyer, so he immediately launched a torrent of self-defense:

"You should interview your mother about this question. She will tell you that I didn't buy a diamond ring for Sister Shiyun either. The reason is that I don't like being kidnapped by businessmen. My goal is to make the price of diamonds collapse and prove that I am right not to give my wife a diamond ring.

I never thought diamonds represent love, isn't that nonsense? It's just for giving to stewardesses. If expensive represents love, wouldn't it be better to just give them a passbook? If 'hard' represents love, then artificial diamonds are harder than diamonds.

Diamonds are like handicrafts, they can be copied, they are not unique; women like diamonds, but they are brainwashed by businessmen and kidnap men. But I only like to kidnap others, not be kidnapped by others.

Also, I never accept interviews with gossip reporters. Let's see their moral level.

Why did a 90-year-old woman die naked on the street? Why did hundreds of donkeys scream in the middle of the night? Why were condoms sold in the convenience store repeatedly stolen? Why were underwear frequently stolen from the girls' dormitory? Who was responsible for the serial rape of sows? An old nun was knocked on the door every night. Was it a human or a ghost? Hundreds of little bitches died accidentally. What shocking secrets were hidden behind this? Was all this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? Was it an outbreak of sexual desire or a madness of thirst? Let us enter the inner world of a perverted reporter..."

Before he could finish, Han Mei pinched him in shame and anger: "I'm not a gossip reporter!"

"Yes, yes, sister is my land and I am sister's sky. Mountains and rivers are without words, and people cross them by themselves. Sister crosses them well."

Han Mei felt that she was still a little angry, and said angrily: "Sister has never fallen into moral decline, what do you mean by saving yourself? Why don't you save yourself? Are you a mountain and water?"

"No, each of us is saving ourselves. I am the shoe my sister wore when she was saving herself."

Hahaha, Han Mei burst out laughing, but then she said angrily, "You are too obviously perfunctory, and very insincere."

"I'm not being perfunctory. I'm here to guard that city gate..."

The two disappeared while laughing all the way, and when everyone thought they were in Hong Kong, they quietly boarded a flight to Yanjing.

Xia Chuan asked about good and bad luck before boarding the plane, and the answer was that it was safe, but he still gave the pilot his wish for protection.

Han Mei was determined not to go to the stewardess lounge because it was too expensive.

As expected, the journey was safe.

However, Xia Chuan never felt the pilot being attacked again.

Will they no longer attack pilots? Yes.

Why is this? This move is so sharp. The heart lamp is speechless.

Is there anything sharper? Yes.

Xia Chuan held his sister's hand tightly, not wanting to lose her again.

Han Mei seemed to have some feelings, and whispered softly: "Whether it's life or death, sister has no regrets."