Madam's little secret I know

"The First Provincial Art Museum jointly constructed by Wanmu Real Estate and Qingyun Group held a groundbreaking ceremony in Shanghai Central on the 23rd of this month. Zhang Hongrui, director of the Provincial Culture and Tourism Bureau, came to the groundbreaking ceremony..."

In the luxurious office of Shengxing Building, Fang Haolong clenched his fists tightly and stared at the news through gritted teeth.

I have prepared everything, and the superiors have basically reached an agreement, but the government actually granted the land in Shanghai to Wan Mu!So a small company that has just been in business for two or three years dares to swallow such an important piece of land!

Wan Mu also knows how to do things, and uses the benefits he got from the government to please the government. It is no wonder that the General Administration has listed it in the ranks of provincial protection enterprises.

Although he is courageous, the conflict with the government can be avoided if possible, which means that not only can he not grab the land, but he can't even teach Wan Mu a lesson. When he thinks of this, he instantly feels a Qi rushed to his head, his face turned red and then pale, his temples hummed and hurt, his fists were clenched and cracked, and sparks seemed to come out of his eyes.

There were also small companies who pried his corners before, but he didn't care, because those corners were as worthless to him as coins in his hand, and he just robbed them.But this time, being robbed of the big fat meat that was almost on his lips by a small company with no seniority, in his opinion, it was a blatant insult!

And Xiang Qingshan, why would he rather cooperate with that small company than with himself!If Qing Yun agreed to cooperate with Sheng Xing, at least his bargaining chip would be more generous.

Although Qing Yun had no reason to cooperate with him, in his mind this was a form of betrayal.

He thumped the table fiercely, burning with anger, he felt that he had to take revenge now, since Wan Mu couldn't move, then Qing Yun...

He thought of the good thing that was disrupted by Fang Yichen's appearance that night a week ago, and a crazy smile appeared on his face.

Ever since Xiang Jingyuan showed up at the entrepreneur's reception, all kinds of people who wanted to curry favor with him and invite him to dinner have poured in, but because of Fang Yichen's words, he almost turned down all the dinner invitations, He only picked some important cooperations that he thought were more important to discuss during working hours.

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong, because the time with Fang Yichen was more important to him.

Go home with the person you love the most after work every day, have a warm meal together, wash the dishes together, and sleep together at night, this is a wonderful fantasy that he could not realize in his dreams. For this reason, she let go of all the pain and hatred, and is willing to become an ordinary and ordinary person, as long as she can stay with him for the rest of her life.

He really wants to be with him forever.

"Where do you want to go on the weekend?" At the dinner table, Fang Yichen poured half a plate of Kung Pao Chicken into his bowl.

"Hmm..." Xiang Jingyuan thought for a while, Fang Yichen had to work overtime for a long time after going out on the weekend before returning home, and sometimes even stayed up all night. He really felt distressed, "Why don't you just watch a movie at home? Bar."

Anyway, go with him.

"Okay." Fang Yichen nodded in agreement, "It just so happened that the kid in the office recommended a movie, which is said to be quite good."

Xiang Jingyuan grinned.

Suddenly there was a mobile phone ringing in the living room, and Fang Yichen was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that it was his own.

He went to the living room to get his mobile phone. After looking at the caller ID, he frowned and went into the study. It took almost 10 minutes before he returned to the dining room with a solemn expression.

"What happened?" Xiang Jingyuan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's nothing serious." Fang Yichen raised his head and smiled at him, "The team leader of Group B was suddenly hospitalized due to physical reasons, please let me lead her team members to catch up with the progress tomorrow night."

Only then did Xiang Jingyuan breathe a sigh of relief: "Then do you have to work overtime tomorrow?"

"That's the reason." Fang Yichen sighed, with a regretful expression on his face, "You should take a taxi back after get off work tomorrow night. There are snacks for you in the cabinet. If you're hungry, eat something first. Come back before."

Xiang Jingyuan was amused by his appearance as if he was explaining the funeral, his eyes curved sweetly, and he nodded hurriedly.

I don't know why, people will be very unmotivated when it comes to Friday. Xiang Jingyuan didn't think so before, every day is the same in his heart, but ever since he was with Fang Yichen, he always eagerly hopes that Zhou Wu hurried over, leaving a two-day blockbuster weekend for the two of them to kill.

So after get off work at night, he originally wanted to send a message to Fang Yichen to report, but the phone ran out of battery and turned off, and he didn't bother to go back to charge it, so he thought he should go home and recharge it.

There is no need to take a taxi, the driver Lao Zhou is already waiting at the gate in his usual car.

The car was filled with the same woody fragrance of Fang Yichen, which made him feel very comfortable. Coupled with the exhaustion of the whole day and Lao Zhou's unhurried and steady driving speed, he couldn't help leaning on the back of the chair and feeling a little drowsy.

But he didn't have the habit of sleeping in the car, so he straightened up quickly and wanted to stretch, but he stopped suddenly after inadvertently glancing at the rearview mirror.

Behind their car, three black cars kept a certain distance from them, but he always had a premonition that the three cars were following them.

"Uncle Zhou, turn the corner at the intersection ahead." His tone suddenly became serious.

The street after turning the corner was not very busy, Lao Zhou seemed to realize something, and immediately turned on the turn signal and turned over.

Sure enough, the three cars followed them and turned the corner.

Without further ado, Xiang Jingyuan took out his mobile phone and wanted to call the police, but then suddenly remembered that his mobile phone was out of battery and turned off.

"Uncle Zhou, where's the phone? Call the police!"

Lao Zhou was so anxious that he broke out in sweat: "Master, I'm working today, I... didn't bring my mobile phone..."

He was a little speechless, but he was not afraid. In this situation, if he drove into the downtown area, he would definitely be blocked in the evening rush hour. He calmly directed Old Zhou to turn around and drive towards the less crowded street. Trying to get rid of those people.

The three cars seemed to be aware that they had been spotted, so they simply stopped covering up and chased after them like three sharp black arrows.

Xiang Jingyuan realized that he might not be able to get rid of them.

"Uncle Zhou, stop after turning in at the intersection ahead." He gripped his phone tightly, "Run into the alley after you get off the car, run as hard as you can, don't look back."

Lao Zhou wanted to say something at first, but when he saw his young master's expression in the rearview mirror, he nodded with tears in his eyes.

The car stopped at a deserted intersection, and seeing Lao Zhou desperately ran into the alley, Xiang Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and got out of the car unhurriedly.

Only two of the three cars stopped immediately, and then four strong men holding iron bars got out of the two cars and rushed towards him aggressively.

He immediately released pheromone to try to suppress them, but it was basically futile to deal with the four Betas. He simply let go, stepped forward and kicked the leader in the stomach first.

Although he was always used to pretending to be a weak Omega in front of Fang Yichen, the real strength of a high-level Alpha should not be underestimated. That kick directly knocked the strong Beta to the ground, retching uncontrollably.

He picked up the iron rod that fell to the ground, turned sideways and swung his hand on the other person's ribs.

He wrestled with three professionally trained Betas by himself, and the provocative stimulation inspired the beastliness of the advanced Alpha. Although the restrictions of the clothing made him inevitably suffer a few sticks, he did not lose the wind. Ruthless even frightened those Betas, and then the "weapons" were thrown to the ground, and the "hand-to-hand combat" really started.

He precisely kicked the opponent's vital parts with each kick, and finally, one of the Betas was stepped on by him, and the other two fell to the ground and could not stand up.

Panting heavily, he wiped the blood from his hands onto his clothes, ignoring the severe pain from being hit with several sticks, and sneered contemptuously.

These three thugs are still not professional enough.

However, in the next second, his expression froze suddenly, and he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing behind him, and then Beta, who was kicked to the ground by him first, picked up an iron rod and slammed it on his back. neck.

He only felt a severe tingling pain from the glands in the back of his neck, and then he suddenly lost consciousness.

The incident happened suddenly, and Fang Yichen didn't expect that there would be a sudden accident on the construction site. Although it was not a major event, it really shocked him, and he was worried all day long.

However, even though he had rushed to his company as quickly as possible and handled the affairs with the highest efficiency, it was almost eight o'clock when it was over.

He sighed, took out his phone and looked at it, but he didn't see Xiang Jingyuan's unread messages.

It stands to reason that Xiang Jingyuan should report to himself when he gets home, he frowned, probably forgot, or the phone was out of battery and forgot to charge.

I don't know if he will wait for him to go back like last time, but when he thought of this, he couldn't help showing a soft smile, and drove back home immediately without wasting time.

However, the moment he opened the door, he realized that the lights in the house were dark.

An ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart, and he immediately dialed Xiang Jingyuan's number, but it kept showing that the phone was off and could not be connected.

He then called Aunt Chen, the housekeeper of the Xiang family's old house, but what he got was that the young master had not returned to the old house tonight.

His heart was beating violently, and the hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably. Perhaps Xiang Jingyuan just happened to be out of battery when he was working overtime, but he couldn't explain why he had such a strong sense of helpless fear. It just happened that I didn't go home with him today, it wouldn't be such a coincidence...

He tried his best to keep calm and called Vice President Zhao again.

"Zhenyue, help me locate this number, and track down this license plate number by the way." His usually calm and self-sufficient voice has begun to tremble slightly at this moment, and his usual gentle and modest tone is now uncontrollably tinged with an order, " There is also surveillance video, go right away!"

After hanging up the phone, he took a few deep breaths, his brain gradually calmed down, and then an outline appeared in his mind involuntarily.

Fang Haolong.

【Speak】

It may be very late these days, forgive me...?