The malevolent male partner just wants to have a career

Zhong Sheng woke up late and found himself tied behind his back in the bathtub.

Listen carefully, there is no one in the room.

He can speak F mandarin, and he can tell that this place should be a five-star hotel in the city, but he has no idea who tied him up.

The first priority is to save yourself.

Zhong Shengwan played many roles in his previous life. He was a kidnapper and a meat ticket. He has experience in kidnapping people and saving himself.

Luckily he wasn't tied.

He came out of the bathtub, probably because of the medicine effect of being sprayed, his whole body was sore and weak, his sense of balance was not good, and he fell twice.

The facial cleanser on the sink was in glass, and Zhong Sheng Wan dropped the small glass bottle to the ground with his elbow, and blindly cut the rope that bound his wrist with glass shards.

It's a good thing it's duct tape and not something more difficult to wrap around the wrist.

I don't know how long it will take until I completely regain my freedom.

As far as it is concerned, it looks a bit tragic, with strangles, cuts, and abrasions on the wrists, and the face is as white as a ghost...

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, there was a movement at the door, and Zhong Wan quickly hid in the closet.

The person who came was Song Kun. He sent someone to tie up the bell, but he didn't want to wait, so he went to have fun first, and didn't come back until he was half drunk.

After being helped to the bed by the bodyguard, he waved his hands again and again: "Go away! Don't bother me!"

Knowing Song Kun's habits, the bodyguard glanced in the direction of the bathroom, feeling somewhat sympathetic to the little beauty inside.

It's not good to offend anyone, offend the Song family, the demon king of the world.

Pity.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time, he knew what to do, no matter how much noise Song Kun made, they just pretended not to know.

The room quickly quieted down,

Song Kun lay on the bed for a while and regained some energy, and went to the bathroom with great interest. Seeing the sporadic blood stains and the partition tape in the bathroom, the smile on his face disappeared: "Damn, ran away?"

But the blood on the ground seems to be fresh.

He is often dazzled by beauty, but his wisdom will be stimulated when the beauty is gone.Walk around.

There are bodyguards watching at the door, a big living person is going to go out, and he will definitely not go quietly.

People are still in the room.

Song Kun wandered around the room, probably because of drinking, he had a strange excitement and cruelty: "Hide and seek, then I'll play with you..."

The bell rang late and saw the decorations on the nightstand outside through the wardrobe.

He pushed open the cabinet door and stood up. He staggered while holding the cabinet, looking extremely weak: "It's just a contradiction in a few words, you kidnapped me... you did too much."

It is early morning.

The moonlight outside the window was like a hook, and under the light inside the window, the young man standing between the cabinet and the head of the bed was as pale as frost and his eyes were as cold as stars, fragile and beautiful.

Like that kind of exquisite porcelain, it wants to be confessed, but also wants to be smashed severely.

Song Kun could hardly restrain himself, and moved forward while unbuttoning his shirt: "When you grow up like this, you dare to go out and wander around, isn't it just to climb up? I'll give you this chance, take good care of me, and you can get what you want."

As he spoke, he rushed over impatiently, not giving Zhong Shengwan any time to reveal his identity.

It's now.

Originally leaning against the closet like a weak willow branch, Zhong Sheng Wan, who seemed to be unable to stand still, picked up the ornaments from the bedside table and slammed them on Song Kun's head.

He doesn't know who this dude is, but this kind of legitimate defense is not anonymous, so he doesn't hesitate to attack.

Just don't die.

Wan Wan exhausted all his strength to hit the bell, and the impact was so hard and accurate that Song Kun really passed out.

Unfortunately, Song Kun rushed so hard that he passed out all of a sudden, fell late and hit his forehead on the cabinet.

At night when the bell rang, he had already inhaled the drug, and tried every possible means to save himself. He couldn't hold on any longer, and passed out.

Bailini and Xu Bo were waiting at the entrance of the hall where the fashion show was held.

In the night, a black car drove over, stopped in front of the two of them steadily and quickly, the door opened, and a tall man got out, with a cold and stern face, it was He Yingnong.

Bailini had already confirmed that He Yingnong would come, but when this man was really traveling all day and night like a god, he still had a sense of unreality in his heart.

There is also a vague envy.

If one day... would someone come here in such a hurry?

Xu Bo and others were anxious. They were not familiar with the place here, and the late bells were not of a worrying nature. Now there is no sound, it can only be an accident.

Going forward: "Mr. He..."

He Yingnong looked at him: "How is it?"

Xu Bo: "We checked the monitoring of the fashion show and found nothing unusual in the backstage, but when the models were on the catwalk, Song Kun and others—the ones who had a conflict with Xiao Wan yesterday—were also there, and they seemed to have noticed Xiao Wan. It's just that it doesn't explain what they did to Xiao Wan."

Bailini said: "I called Song Kun, but no one answered."

He doesn't like people like Song Kun. He was bullied by his classmates in high school and was sent abroad by his family to avoid the limelight. He just came back recently, and he is even more unfamiliar.

As for the two people traveling with Song Kun, Bailini didn't know each other.

He Yingnong: "I've checked the surveillance, and there was a cleaning vehicle in the footage. I've asked Liu Sheng to send someone to investigate this matter, and the results will be available soon."

Although Song Kun is suspected, if it is not the case, he will waste time if he does not conduct extensive inquiries...he does not want to miss any chance.

He also asked Xu Bo for the phone that Zhong Shengwan had.

Clean the car?Xu Bo's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at He Yingnong.

The other party looked as indifferent and calm as he had seen before, but there seemed to be something different, and it made people feel that they could not be provoked for no reason.

It's like a burst point, the result of the touch is not easy to accept.

He handed over the phone: "There is a password, I can't unlock it."

If it can be solved, we can also see if Zhong Shengwan contacted someone before he disappeared, maybe we can find clues.

He Yingnong turned on Zhong Shengwan's phone, and the screen was a selfie of Zhong Shengwan, with big eyes narrowed with a smile, like crescent moons, happy and at ease.

My heart hurts.

He restrained his mind and quickly pressed a few numbers.

Before He Yingnong went to visit the crew, Zhong Shengwan was going to be filming, and he was playing a small puzzle game, asking He Yingnong to upgrade for him.

The password is known at that time.

You haven't changed it now, so you trust him so much?

Xu Bo: "..."

Bailini: "..." It's really not an ordinary familiarity.

He Yingnong opened Zhong Shengwan's WeChat interface, and there were several people on the top of the interface, in addition to the titles of Dad, Big Brother, Yundong, and Boge, there was also him.

The name is: Brother My Nong.

Clicking on the interface, the two chatted a few words about the famous dim sum here.

Xu Bo glanced at the conversation between the two, and murmured: "Xiaowan asked me to buy some snacks, otherwise he wouldn't be alone."

Liu Sheng stood by the side of the road and kept making phone calls.

He ran over quickly: "Master, news came from Master Maupassant that his men caught the man pushing the cleaning cart. The man identified Song Kun as instructing him to take Young Master Zhong away. The order was handed over to Song Kun's people after bewildered Young Master Zhong, I don't know where Song Kun is now."

Bailini knew the Maupassant family, the most influential surname in this city.

Finding someone in such a big city is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, so He Yingnong asked Baili Ni to continue calling Song Kun.

Bailini: "It's turned off."

He didn't even dare to think in a bad direction, for example, a man would only turn off his phone when he was doing something, and Song Kun's temper, Zhong Shengwan's appearance...

He Yingnong was silent for two seconds, then made a call, the number in Beijing.

It is early morning in Beijing.

Song Xiqin drank a lot of wine at the social gathering last night. He was still awake when the phone rang and cursed irritably.

Close your eyes and answer the call: "Hello?"

He Yingnong: "Song Xiqin, I am He Yingnong."

Song Xiqin: "..."

Who?

He Yingnong? !

Didn't this evil star ruthlessly bite off a piece of meat from his family and go to Haicheng to develop?

The wine woke up immediately.

Although the person in his late [-]s was not happy to be called by his full name, he sat up immediately: "Mr. He, I am Lao Song, who is this?"

The last time the two met, they were fighting for a piece of land.

On his side was his son Song Kun, who was in charge, and on the other side was a subordinate of He Yingnong. He had never fought before. Winning or losing in business is a common occurrence.

He Yingnong: "Song Kun kidnapped my younger brother. I need Song Kun's specific address. Mr. Song as soon as possible. It's too late. Even if my younger brother scratches the skin, I will take Song Kun's address and make it up."

He didn't believe that Song Kun would not be accompanied by someone to protect him when he went abroad.

They have no way of knowing about those people, but Song Yingqin, the father, will not be unclear, even if he is not clear, he can find out through investigation.

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