Who kidnapped the president's baby brother

What's on your mind!It's not counting eating together, but going out shopping together?In the end he pays you wages or I pay you wages? !

The General Office's 12th phone this month fell on Wang Daqiao, who was as immovable as a mountain of steel and iron, and died.

Nie Qingyue panted heavily with a cold face and remained silent, staring at Wang Daqiao fiercely.

Wang Daqiao was so stared at that he felt inexplicably guilty, and couldn't figure out where the boss got so angry.

"Tuk tuk." There was a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

Emily wore a low-key and exquisite professional suit and pushed the door in, with a nervous voice, "Mr. Nie, Mr. Qi Weifeng sent a fax, please take a look."

"Qi Weifeng?"

Nie Qingyue glanced at Wang Daqiao coldly again, "I can't even look at anyone! A big living person can make him run away! Find out who is the insider! Just want to go out to play?!"

"Boss, in fact, Mr. Song heard that I wanted to investigate this matter, and offered to help me take a look... I was just thinking about this afternoon..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nie Qingyue picked up a stack of documents from the table and threw them over. The papers flew all over the room.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, then what do I want you for? Go out! You can check it yourself in the afternoon. If you don't understand it, you don't have to come back!"

Wang Daqiao got the order to go out, and Nie Qingyue's sharp eyes scanned the fax.

Ordinary words in black and white, but every single word can't wait to be cut on Nie Qingyue's body like a knife blade.

After Nie Qingyue left the Six Dynasties Jinfen this morning, Qi Shaojie and his bodyguards certainly couldn't stay alive.When Qi Weifeng learned of his brother's death, he ordered Nie Qingyue to be hunted down for 1000 million yuan. No matter who can take Nie Qingyue's life, he can go to Qi's house to get the bounty.

1000?

Nie Qingyue sneered, 1000 million want to buy his life?

The two brothers, Qi Shaojie and Qi Weifeng, have exactly the same ineffective virtues.The so-called little devil is difficult to deal with, although it can't hurt Nie Qingyue's muscles, but it is annoying enough to always find troubles like this.

There was no news about Nie Qingfeng, and there were a few more miscellaneous things.He couldn't help but wonder if he had made things worse.

The buzzing started again in his head, he pulled his tie irritably, stood up and pressed the control button of the curtain.

It was noon, when the light was at its strongest.The automatic light-sensitive nano-blinds keep the sunlight out of the window, and also adjust the visibility to the minimum.Nie Qingyue pressed the button, and in an instant, the curtains in front of him disappeared, allowing him to see a person standing in the garden outside the window.

The man was only five or six meters away from him, separated by a balcony.Wearing a large T-shirt and sweatpants, he leaned against the railing in the sun very comfortably, and looked at the window on one side with his head tilted.

Suddenly, the man's eyebrows and eyes were bent, and the corners of his mouth lifted into a slight smile.

Nie Qingyue paused for a moment, forgetting to torture him even with a headache.

"Emily, come here." Nie Qingyue raised his chin and motioned her to look out the window, "Where is he looking?"

"It seems to be... the rest room?" Emily looked in the direction of Song Yanhe's gaze again, and estimated the distance, "It should be the bodyguard's rest room. It's next to the waiting room."

Bodyguard's lounge?Nie Qingyue turned around and sat back at the table, "Call me the surveillance in the lounge."

The monitoring screen of the rest room was quickly transmitted to Nie Qingyue's computer. Several bodyguards who were resting in shifts were lying on the sofa to catch up on sleep. Wang Daqiao was wearing special clothes, and Nie Qingyue could tell at a glance that he was not among them.

Wang Daqiao is not here, so who is he looking at?Still smiling so happily?Who else does he know?

Nie Qingyue glanced at the surveillance screen again, and found a black-clothed bodyguard sitting at a table with his back against the window looking at a tablet computer in the corner.

He pointed the direction of the tablet and adjusted the focus of the surveillance camera. The colorful picture was... that man was watching a cartoon.

The bodyguard in the monitoring suddenly slapped his legs and laughed, Nie Qingyue turned to look out the window, Song Yanhe leaned on the railing and laughed so hard that he almost couldn't stand still.But before he could laugh enough, the bodyguard turned off his tablet and was about to lie down to rest. Song Yanhe immediately stretched his neck, and leaned against the railing with regret.

Do you have to peek through the window pitifully to watch a cartoon?Does this old Taoist always look pitiful? !

The irritability and confusion in Nie Qingyue's mind just now were swept away at this moment. He strode out of the office, opened the door leading to the garden, "Let's go."

"Ah, Shangxian, where are you going?"

"Just go, why are there so many words!"

When Nie Qingyue received contempt, pity, and questioning looks from the salesman for the nth time, he began to feel that it seemed a good idea to let Wang Daqiao accompany the old Taoist out. How dare the salesman look at him like that?

Ever since Song Yanhe stood among hundreds of TV samples, he started the "[-] whys" mode.At first Nie Qingyue was able to resist, so he reluctantly replied with a dark face, "This is not a 'dust mirror'", "There is no god who is stronger than me here", "The pictures are the same because the programs are the same", "The programs are the same as the ones on TV. things!"...As he asked, Song Yanhe began to ask questions that Nie Qingyue couldn't answer, such as "Why does the picture appear here", "I want to see if my junior brother can see it", "This The thing is so thin, how do you put people in it?", "Can the people in it get out?"...

A few salesmen saw Song Yanhe seriously, thinking it was a customer, they surrounded him to introduce him politely, and their expressions changed when he asked him endlessly strange questions.They are just part-time workers. It would be nice if they can recite the product introduction. How can they tell the working principle of the TV?This man looks pretty handsome, so he's here to make trouble, right?The person next to him was dressed in black, and he seemed to be well-dressed. Could it be that the higher-ups came to inspect the work?

Several salesmen kept looking up and down, Nie Qingyue finally couldn't take it anymore, and grabbed Song Yanhe's arm, "Have you seen enough! Go forward!"

Along the way, Song Yanhe was not idle.

"Shangxian just felt a gust of warm wind blowing?"

"Hey! What's that sound?"

"It's weird, how can there be a smell of food here... It's really delicious, has the Shangxian smelled it?"

... Can you fucking stop embarrassing me like this!

"Tick tock, tick tock—" Walking to a quiet corner of the shopping mall, Nie Qingyue threw away Song Yanhe and was about to start cursing, but his phone rang.

"Boss, Chen Yang and Mr. Zhao have come here and asked us to release them."

"How many times do you want me to say this? Anyone who has news about my brother..."

Nie Qingyue impatiently unbuttoned his suit with one hand, turned around suddenly, and suddenly saw Song Yanhe squatting in the corner.The wide neckline of the T-shirt exposed his collarbone and fair neck, and he was concentrating on reading the words on the fire extinguisher in the corner, "Tear off... the small lead, pull out the safety pin, press the handle with one hand and lift the fire extinguisher, and the other Holding the nozzle with one hand... I don't know how big a fire can be extinguished with such a small bottle? I only know how to put out fire with water and soil..." Song Yanhe turned his head to look at Nie Qingyue, grinning, "Shangxian, what's in it , can I open it and have a look?"

"..." Nie Qingyue's hand holding the phone suddenly felt a little tired, and slowly lowered it, walking towards Song Yanhe step by step.

Before Wang Daqiao hung up the phone, he heard his boss say, "Let's let it go, it's Qi Shaojie's fault, you know what to do."

"Hey, tell me about Kunlun Mountain. Also, that Nie Qingfeng you mentioned."

"Ah, that." Song Yanhe stood up and patted his clothes, "Kunlun Mountain School, Tao Chonghan is in charge now, and the Shangxian must not recognize him. Shan came to find my junior brother to discuss, once I left the customs, he didn't dare to come! But my junior brother has a good temper, and I don't know if I was bullied. Hey, Shangxian, do you remember the few 'ruthless' I ate? Is it alchemy, it was made by my junior brother. My junior brother has liked alchemy since he was a child, and he will bring it to me after refining..."

"I want to hear about the Kunlun Mountains, not your junior brother!" Why did the old Taoist talk so much about his junior brother? !

"Oh, yes, Kunlun Mountain. Alas, it's a pity that Tao Chonghan and I have never been pleasing to the eye, and we don't know much about Kunlun Mountain. On the contrary, my junior brother is familiar with him. If it is my junior brother who flew up, he will be able to answer the question. Immortals are puzzled." Thinking of Li Daowu's half-bottle of water, he shook his head again, "No, it's better for me..."

"Where's Nie Qingfeng? What do you know about him?"

"A few days before my ascension, I saw a few disciples in the faction looking at a jade plaque, so I went over to have a look. The jade plaque was distributed all over the world by a wealthy family in Wanshan, and it was about a raccoon lurking After staying in their mansion for many years, the demon was strong enough to become a demon, but was beheaded by a passing Kunlun sect disciple with a sword. That Kunlun disciple was called Nie Qingfeng."

"The raccoon?" Nie Qingyue felt a little disappointed when he heard that, "My brother can't catch monsters."

"Well, maybe Tao Zhonghan taught it? That guy actually has some skills... By the way, I've seen the face of the person in the jade tablet. I don't know if the immortal has a portrait of your younger brother. I'll know when I look."

"Have you seen it?" Nie Qingyue immediately took out his phone, "Look at this."

"Eh, it's not...the looks are far apart..." Nie Qingfeng had an extraordinary appearance, and Song Yanhe remembered it at a glance. Although he didn't remember clearly, he knew it wasn't the person in the phone.

"Would you like to see this again?" Nie Qingyue found another photo. It was a slightly feminine man who was also very handsome.

"It's not this." Song Yanhe was confused, how many younger brothers did Shangxian lose?

"Is this it?" Nie Qingyue probed twice, and finally took out Nie Qingfeng's photo.

Song Yanhe's eyes brightened, "Well, it looks a bit like it. If the hair is longer, it will be even more similar!"

The old Taoist did not admit the wrong person, did Nie Qingfeng really go to his world? !

"Is it Mr. Song?" The magnetic and pleasant male voice interrupted Nie Qingyue's thinking. He followed the reputation and found that it was Chen Mu.