President's Runaway Lover

Still during the day, the landing curtains cover the back windows without leakage, and the whole office is shrouded in strong black.

Those eyes opened in the dark, looked at a shadow in front of them, and said in a low voice, "is there any news from sinanyuan company?"

The shadow looked a little trembling, and his voice was a little stuttered. "Temporarily, not for the time being."

"Really?" Although he didn't say much, the dark figure obviously felt the light from his eyes sweeping him like a sword.

Finally, the man sitting on it said in a very impatient tone, "get out."

When he opened the door, the sudden light in front of him made him uncomfortable, but he was lucky to get out of the depressed atmosphere inside.

Qi Shaowei straightened up in the office and looked at the light closing the door crack. He held his chin in his hands and mused. After Qi Mei's accident, I'm afraid Si Nanyuan should know everything. Now it's time for him or me to die.

Time was pressing. Qi Shaowei didn't care so much. He picked up the phone next to him, "Hey, just do what you said a few days ago."

Put down the phone, Qi Shaowei looked at the dark door, the light in his eyes was still fluctuating, "Si Nanyuan, please ask for your own blessing this time."

The one on the phone is a friend on Qi Shaowei road. This time, I'm afraid Si Nanyuan will be doomed.

"Boss, how's it going? When shall we do it? " The mouse looked timidly at the big man with one eye next to him.

Just after hanging up the phone, one eye tilted his intact eye and said roughly, "tomorrow, I heard that the boy will bid at the scene. We'll let him go on the road."

The next day was the day when the competition began. Before dawn this morning, Si Nanyuan got up. To be exact, he didn't sleep all night last night.

Seeing the sky turning white, Si Nanyuan felt something sinking in his heart and couldn't catch it.

After looking at the watch next to him, it was only 6 a.m. and all the materials on the table were being prepared at night, but Si Nanyuan decided to get up and continue to prepare.

"So early." Simerka came in at the time point. Unexpectedly, sinanyuan had cleaned up.

"Yes." Si Nanyuan still ignored Si Mo and looked down to check the data.

Today's tough battle is going to be fought. Looking at Si Nanyuan's tight line, Si Mo feels that he is obviously redundant.

Nanshi group has only been established for less than five years. Compared with Qi Shaowei's company, it is insignificant in both history and economy.

Therefore, whether Lao Zhang can win today's bidding meeting in the end depends entirely on whether Lao Zhang can handle the things assigned by Si Nanyuan smoothly.

Now everything is unknown, and excess anxiety is a waste. After a simple breakfast, Si Nanyuan went out with Si mo.

With a straight dark suit and a striped tie, Si Nanyuan looks very capable today.

This tie was specially chosen by Si Nanyuan this morning. It was given to him by Lu Jingxiao. He hopes Lu Jingxiao can accompany him and look at him.

The bidding place is inside a large company, about half a city away from Nanshi group. The bidding meeting agreed at 8 a.m. and looking at his watch, Si Nanyuan felt that it was just right to start now.

At the same time, Qi Shaowei is also preparing. Instead of starting, he is doing another thing. "Do things quickly and don't let people find out. The reward promised to you will be a lot at that time."

Looking at the exceptionally good weather today, Qi Shaowei knew that this tug of war was about to begin.

What nurturing grace, father and son's feelings, are now annihilated into smoke and scattered with the wind.

When the car reached the overpass, SMER felt that he was being watched by a car behind him. It was a dark car, winding around their car all the time.

"Boss, there's a car behind." SMER looked at the mirror in front of him and said.

Looking back from the window, Si Nanyuan turned and looked back. Sure enough, a dark car kept a short distance from them.

"Eighty percent of them are from Qi Shaowei sect." Si Nanyuan said.

"Get rid of him."

Si Nanyuan is still very confident in Si Mo's driving skills, but people are not as good as heaven. There is a wide avenue ahead. In addition, there are few cars today, Si Nanyuan's car can easily become a tracking target.

The number of cars on the road gradually decreased, and the car behind slowly caught up with them. When they were in parallel, the car and its ferocious strength rushed towards Si Nanyuan and them.

"Get rid of them."

"Yes." Sima is also very hard. It seems that this is a group of well prepared guys who rush over in broad daylight.

"Mouse, go on." Sitting in the co pilot's eye, he looked at the car over there leisurely and kept avoiding.

Fortunately, Si Nanyuan's car was specially added. Except for some pits on the surface of the car, there was nothing else.

"The exit is just ahead."

As long as he passes the exit, SMER is confident that he can get rid of the car.

After driving over the long bridge, Smith drove quickly and steadily to the narrow roads.

"What do you do, boss? They're going to escape." The mouse was sweating hard and fainted when he looked at the paths.

"What to do, nerd, chase." One eye slapped the mouse on the head angrily.

Seeing that the time on the watch was about to slip past 7:30, Si Nanyuan was also in a cold sweat.

"Come on, SMER." Although he knew that Si Mo had tried his best, Si Nanyuan couldn't help but ask him to speed up a little more.

Si Mo in front was very hard. Although he chose these trails, he did not completely rely on the tracking behind him.

Qi Shaowei was ready early in the hall at 7:30 and sat here leisurely.

Looking at the clock on the wall, Qi Shaowei was not only proud, but it seemed that Si Nanyuan couldn't get there.

"Go ahead, go ahead."

"Yes."

Simer also decided to give it a go. He drove the accelerator to the maximum. As long as he drove smoothly through the road in front, he could probably get rid of the car behind him.

Two cars roared past. Fortunately, it was not a folk lane. The dust filled the sky and cast a big net.

"Boss, what should I do? They're about to escape."

"Fool, chase."

Just ahead, Smith took a deep breath, changed the steering wheel and turned to another street.

Another car behind him who didn't know the truth was still driving forward. He found that the car in front had changed direction and it was too late to continue chasing.

"Boss?" The mouse looked timidly at the next eye.

"Get out." His anger is hidden in one eye. Now he's lost. I don't know what to do with the one above.