After being reborn, the substitute turns into a green tea essence

The plane was about to take off, and Secretary Zhao was about to turn off the phone when the phone vibrated suddenly, and a message was displayed on the screen.

"Boss, Mrs. Boss... it seems that something happened to the place where he lives."

Song Mohan frowned, pulled off the blindfold, and took a look at Secretary Zhao's phone.

Then, his pupils constricted and his face changed dramatically. He almost couldn't hold the phone firmly, so he started to make a call hastily and hastily.

He said to Secretary Zhao, "Get off the plane!"

His reaction was so violent that he seemed to be in a daze in an instant and couldn't think. Secretary Zhao was also flustered, but he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Song Mohan and Secretary Zhao returned to the VIP room from the special passageway. Secretary Zhao told the staff not to speak along the way. Apart from the sound of tight footsteps, there was another voice that seemed extremely scary.

The phone is not on speakerphone, but through the loudspeaker, the voice from inside can also be faintly heard.

No one heard.

Song Mohan's complexion became more and more ugly, and he rushed out in the next second.

Secretary Zhao chased after her, her voice trembling: "The proprietress is auspicious, she will definitely be fine."

But Song Mohan's speed was unbelievably fast, and he could no longer hear what he said. As soon as he exited the airport gate, the tall figure entered a taxi and disappeared completely.

The strong wind has passed, and the rain has gradually stopped.

Although there is still no sunshine, the air is filled with a faint smell of green grass, and the breath feels extraordinarily fresh.

But the street across the street was not so lucky. Some houses even had their roofs gone. Standing at the door, Cen Luo looked at the dozens of excavators, forklifts and ambulances working hard not far away, and his eyes could not help revealing At a loss.

He just took the landline in the house and called Gu Ziyang to report his safety. Later, Gu Ziyang went to see an MIT alumnus who had long since left the area.

He never imagined that he would witness a road tornado with his own eyes during his lifetime. The roof not far away was blown away, the prefabricated house was blown over, some small cars were blown off the road, telephone poles and a few not too big trees were blown away. Trees were uprooted.

According to the old lady who lives next door, the level of the tornado this time is only EF1, which is not very big compared to the severe disasters in the past.

But even so, the nearby roads were still in a mess, half of the auxiliary roads in this area were blocked, and cordons and cones were pulled up around them to prevent outsiders from entering again.While cleaning the streets, firefighters in the United States are still using life detectors and search and rescue dogs to confirm whether anyone is trapped.

Cen Luo asked Gu Ziyang not to come back for the time being, because it was almost impossible to get in.

Soon, a man in a suit carrying a business bag trotted into the scene through a crack.

Cen Luo recognized him. When he first moved in, he met him once. He was the agent in charge of the row of small townhouses in Cen Luo's row.

"Oh, we have done a risk assessment in this area before, and the risk level of encountering a tornado is very low. I really didn't expect this kind of disaster to happen. It is estimated that the climate in the United States has changed a little this year, but the world's climate has changed in recent years. All of them have changed a lot, and this is still related to the maintenance of the environment by human beings.”

Although what he said seems to make sense, Cen Luo just chatted with the local old lady next door, and already knew that this is not an area with a very low risk level of tornadoes, but the intermediary did not warn in advance, and the statement just now seemed to be I'm throwing the pot.

The corner of Cen Luo's mouth twitched slightly. After all, Brother Yangzi chose the house, and he and Brother Yangzi were fine, so he didn't have time to worry about it. He immediately stepped forward and asked about the situation with concern: "Mr Chew, do you know the current casualties of this tornado?" Is there a number of people?"

"Oh, no, no, I just asked two firefighters I knew well when I came in. They said that they basically searched and no one was trapped. The rest is just in case and cleanup."

Hearing this, Cen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "It's good that people are fine."

"Yes, hey, to tell you the truth, the row of townhouses across the street was originally a homestay rented out by our company. On the second day after you arrived, the entire row was bought by a rich man, and it was his fault that he bought it. Otherwise, there must be people living in it, and casualties will inevitably occur." MrChew squeezed out a smile, his eyes were full of joy, "The rich man is unlucky and broke his fortune, but he will definitely have good fortune in the future. This time it is equivalent to his spending Money has saved many unknown lives."

Hearing what he said, Cen Luo couldn't help but feel a little strange, but he couldn't admit that there seemed to be such a reason.

Suddenly, he was a little scared, if he and Gu Ziyang went out today and happened to be on that road at that time, or if they rented the house opposite and the rich man didn't buy that row...

The consequences are really unimaginable.

Seeing his face changing slightly, the rental agent could probably guess what he was thinking, and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, the roof and walls of this house are very solid. In addition, this kind of situation usually happens once, and the second time is dangerous." The probability of the accident is extremely low, so there is no need to arrange evacuation for the time being, not to mention that you will only be staying for 3 days."

"However, if conditions permit, it's better not to live here for the time being. After all, the road ahead is partly congested. It depends on your itinerary for the last three days. The traffic to and fro may not be convenient."

"I understand, thank you Mr Chew for the reminder." Cen Luo nodded, indicating that he knew.

When sending Mr Chew out of the room, Cen Luo suddenly felt an extremely hot gaze following him, as if he wanted to scan him from inside to outside.

He frowned instantly.

But when he turned his head, he found that it was Song Mohan!

How could he suddenly appear here?

The man's tie was not straightened, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and his pale complexion showed obvious haggardness, but the light that burst out from his eyes made it difficult to look directly at it, as if some rare treasure had been lost and found again.

Cen Luo froze for a moment.

"Why are you here?" Cen Luo quickly recovered, looked sideways at the man in front of him, and asked softly.

Song Mohan just woke up like a dream, hastily withdrew his wanton gaze, and there was a fleeting panic between his brows.

When Song Mohan received the news, he couldn't sit still at all, his ears buzzed, and the bang caused continuous dizziness, his whole brain was empty and there was nothing left.

As long as he thought that Cen Luo might be in danger, his heart would feel like it was being clenched tightly, and it would be wrapped in severe pain.

So, he didn't have time to think about anything, and rushed over as quickly as possible, and made several filings.

Now people have seen it, and their hearts are at ease, but how to clean up the mess has become a new problem. He shouldn't be here.

Song Mohan breathed lightly almost imperceptibly, his mind was spinning fast at the moment, he managed to restrain the violent turmoil in his heart, and said in a calm voice: "I came to the United States to invest, and I happened to buy the row of houses opposite."

There were some things that he couldn't hide, so he simply told them directly, but skipped the details, not wanting to appear like a shameless person who had been spying on his ex's movements.

Although, he is.

"I just wanted to call and ask, but you just didn't answer, so you wanted to come over and check the situation."

The expression on Song Mohan's face has all subsided, and his tone has become very calm, as if he just did something ordinary, but the hands hidden behind him are quietly clenched, revealing layers of uneasiness.

Fortunately, Cen Luo didn't seem to want to inquire carefully. He just nodded and said, "Thank you. It's a blessing or a curse. If there is something in fate, there must be something. I'm fine, I'm fine."

"That's good, but if you continue to live here, it may be inconvenient and not safe enough." Song Mohan suddenly remembered something, and continued after a slight pause, "Is Gu Ziyang not here? You can discuss it with him."

"Well, let's wait for Brother Yangzi to come back. I'm also considering whether to stay in a hotel in the urban area. It's relatively safe."

At this time, the old lady next door leaned out and asked, "Is your circuit normal?"

Cen Luo let Song Mohan in, and then went to check and found that the circuit was broken. After turning around and confirming with the old lady, he went to the room to get his cell phone.

It is estimated that the opposite side is being cleaned and renovated, which affects the line of this street. I don't know when it will be better. It will be really troublesome at night.

"Drinks are in the refrigerator, and there are snacks in the cabinet on the left, you can take them yourself." Cen Luo said while taking out his mobile phone from the room.He forgot to charge it last night, so the phone call with Gu Ziyang was through the landline. After the call, he charged the phone, but he didn't care about it, and the phone was switched to silent mode at some point.

He lowered his head and was about to unlock the device when his gaze froze suddenly.

A string of missed calls.

The kind of eagerness almost overflowed from the time interval of every phone call, and they were all made by the person in front of him.

"Actually, it's better to stay in a hotel in the city tonight." Song Mohan swallowed with difficulty, his calm tone leaning towards suggestions, but his voice was slightly astringent, as if he was nervous: "Gu Ziyang should drive the car out, it's too late here now It's not easy to take a taxi, or I'll take you off, my driver will be there soon."

So, Song Mohan wasn't brought here by the driver, nor did he drive here by himself?So...

Cen Luo turned off the screen, then lowered his eyes quietly, hiding all the complicated expressions in his eyes.

After a while, he said, "Okay, I'll trouble you then."

"No trouble, I'll be on the way." Song Mohan replied quickly, and even the ending sound seemed to be full of eagerness.

In fact, I should be more calm, just pretend that I am a friend who has no wrong thoughts, and do a small favor, that's all.

But it was too difficult.

He had just gone through a thrilling experience and almost lost his heart, but luckily Cen Luo was unscathed.

At this moment, the corners of Song Mohan's mouth were really disobedient, and before his mind could react, he had consciously raised his lips.

He never knew before that he was such an easy-to-satisfy person.

Just that a proposal was not rejected could make him feel infinite joy in an instant, and even his chest vibrated with joy.

"We'll be there in 10 minutes."

Cen Luo nodded: "I'll call Brother Yangzi first, and then I'll clean it up. I may need to trouble you to wait for me for a while." Seeing that Song Mohan's lips were a little chapped, and he didn't bring water by himself, Cen Luo went from the refrigerator Li took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Song Mohan.

A beam of light just shot in from outside the window, and the incomparably bright light just shone on Song Mohan's body, making many things within sight clearer.

So Cen Luo realized at this moment that Song Mohan's condition was worse than what he had just seen.

"Okay, don't worry." Song Mohan took the water, "Thank you."

At this time, apart from his haggard face, Cen Luo saw that Song Mohan's hand holding water was also stained with blood.Because the skin is cold and white, the red marks on it are particularly obvious.

I don't know exactly how he was injured, but it seemed that it was newly added not long ago. In a flash, Cen Luo remembered the strange dream he had last night.

He was inexplicably tense.