Chapter 100: do you want to meet them
Xia Qinghan followed her line of sight, and there was a wave in the depths of her eyes.
Finally!
She finally returned to the land where she once lived!
Summer is still so hot, the landmark of Shaka is still this amazing golden building!
No one knows better than her who this building belongs to!
At this moment, she is standing on the parking lot of the airport, and she can see this iconic building that belongs to Shaka alone, a symbol of the wealth of this country!
Luo Xiu looked up at the same, his expression changed slightly, and then sneered: "No wonder so many people like country A, too, here as a paradise for the rich, money trumps everything On top of the head, who wouldn't like it."
As long as there is wealth in country A, nothing is impossible.
What is the law?
It has long been firmly in the hands of the chaebol.
They are the real masters of this country, the rule-makers, and the manipulators of the human survival game.
"If I guess correctly, this building belongs to the Song Group."
"Song Group... wow, they are so rich! To build such a golden building is like a golden mountain, no, like a cornucopia standing in the center of the city , as if to gather the wealth of the city in him!"
Di Tan'er repeatedly praised, tsk tsk: "This boss is as powerful as my brother!"
"Did you do your homework in advance?" Xia Qinghan glanced at Luo Xiu.
Luo Xiu was noncommittal, "It's so messy here, I'll definitely have to do a strategy, if something happens to our eldest lady again, Di Jiaze won't cut off our heads and kick the ball. My surname is yours. "
"Nonsense, what kind of head is cut off to play a ball, how can my brother be as cruel as you say!" Di Tan'er was the first to quit.
Luo Xiu sneered: "He really protects the emperor."
"Of course, he's my brother, I don't protect him, who else will protect him! Hum, hum, I have to help my brother find a good sister-in-law!"
Di Tan'er put her hands on her waist, the bodyguard put away her luggage, opened the car door, and she slid in.
Luo Xiu followed.
Burn her pupils.
It was about the memories of the past burning in my mind...scree after scene, so unforgettable.
Ten years, not ten days, not ten months.
Three hundred and sixty-five days a year.
That is more than three thousand six hundred and fifty days of memory.
Song Ci, I'm finally back!
Did you know?
If I stand in front of you one day, will you still recognize me?
No, not anymore.
When a person decides that another person is dead and all the facts are before them, telling them the reality that she is dead, she is dead.
So, even if she stood in front of him, he would not know her.
It's all over again.
Only, this time, she will not go to his side again.
"Brother Qinghan!"
With a soft call, Xia Qinghan recovered.
Di Tan'er's little head stuck out, "You're still looking there, have you been blinded by gold?"
Xia Qinghan's complicated emotions dissipated in this joke.
She laughed, "It's just a building, how can it be so worthwhile to linger, and it's not mine."
Like a person, no matter how long she is with her, it is not hers.
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It was quiet at night, and the night wind seemed to be a little colder than before.
A figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, giving a panoramic view of this brightly lit city.
The heat of the coffee came out from the cup in his hand, and the mist slightly blurred the man's gradually indifferent expression.
Only the picture refracted by the light in front of the window can be seen.
"Mr. Song, it's getting late, you should rest." The secretary stood up straight, holding the document in his hand, reminding respectfully.
The man looked out the window, his eyes did not know where to look, only to see his hand hanging on his side suddenly covering his chest, and said in a low voice: "Why do I have a strange a feeling of......"
An uncontrollable panic.
Looks like I'm about to lose something...
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On the other side, a super hotel.
Presidential Suite.
After taking a bath, Di Jiaze was wearing a burgundy bathrobe, leaning leisurely on the large sofa, with a pair of long legs hanging lazily, he held a mobile phone in his hand and pointed Intentionally or unintentionally rubbing on the screen.
Then, slowly turning on the phone, several messages about Di Taner popped up on the interface.
He took a few glances, but sneered, "It's really a child, he can't stay at home all day, and he even brought that person with him..."
If it wasn't for his consent, Di Tan'er would never have left China.
Don't talk about the bodyguards who are by her side, they will tell him her thoughts and plans at every moment, even if the manager Li of Qinhai receives the news that Di Taner wants to ask for leave, he will also Report this situation as soon as possible.
"Why did you bring Xia Qinghan with you..."
He was a little unhappy, "The little **** doesn't even add me on WeChat, and still wants to be my brother-in-law, dream! It's impossible in this life!"
"Jia Ze, are you asleep? Open the door."
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
A familiar voice came from outside the door.
Di Jiaze looked cold, got up and opened the door.
Luo Yuzhi's face came into view, his expression was not as serious as before, instead it was serious.
"The secretary on Mr. Song's side has given the news. It is scheduled to meet tomorrow morning. The time and place will be told to us in the morning."
"He seems very difficult for people to meet." Di Jiaze only said: "I should have seen it long ago. Last time I said that his woman was dead and he was unwell. We have to wait until tomorrow to determine the time and place to meet, hehe, fortunately this is in country A, his territory..."
"Hehehe." Luo Yuzhi smiled awkwardly and said hurriedly: "As the saying goes, a strong dragon is no better than a local snake, you actually know that this is country A, his territory, then he sets the rules , let's follow a very normal thing, if he goes to China to find this kind of treatment, Jia Ze, you have to calm down."
"Tomorrow's meeting, he'd better satisfy me. If the negotiation is right, I can ignore the details.
Di Jiaze's expression was cold, with innate pride and control over everything.
Luo Yuzhi smacked his lips and said, "Well, let me tell you something off topic."
"Say."
"Tan'er is here, and Xia Qinghan and my little nephew, they are traveling together in three groups, do you want to send more people to follow them? Or... ..."
Luo Yuzhi tentatively said: "You... do you want to take time to meet them?"