182: C182 Huang Bo's Trouble

C182 Huang Bo's Trouble

"Remember! Don't be too flamboyant in the future. There is always someone better than you. Some dangers could have been avoided. "

Fortunately, Shen Qingfeng did not continue to pursue the matter. Money was a common thing to him, and it was enough for him to spend it.

"Both of you, drag this Huang Bo out of Jiangdong City. I want to pay him a visit personally."

A cold light flashed across Shen Qingfeng's eyes. He had colluded with barbarians and caused chaos in Huaxia.

He had never had a good impression of this kind of thing that only knew how to take advantage of others.

"Understood!"

...

In a luxurious office, a tall beauty wearing a white floral cheongsam with a slit was attentively making tea.

She used a pair of soft hands to hold the electric kettle and poured the boiling spring water into the purple sandpot twice. Then, she placed the filtration net on the cup and poured the tea soup into the cup.

The action of washing the tea was smooth and natural, and it looked very pleasing to the eye.

Huang Bo lay on the sofa with his big belly up without any image. He was about to open his suit.

He had a wretched expression on his face, a pair of small eyes constantly looking at the woman's body, his saliva almost dripping out.

He had specially sent people to pick this girl in the talent market. She had just graduated from a technical school and was a beauty.

After two months of strict etiquette training, today was the first time she was on duty.

"Director Huang, please have some tea."

The beauty poured seventy percent full tea into the tea cup and placed it in front of Huang Bo with both hands.

Due to Huang Bo bending over, he could clearly see the white undergarments from Huang Bo's angle.

He felt as if his eyes were about to spit fire. He forcefully pulled the beauty into his embrace, causing the beauty to shout loudly in shock.

"Director Huang... you can't, quickly let go of me..."

She struggled with all her might, but how could her strength compare to a big fatty who was faster than 300 jin?

"Qin'er, your Brother Huang is sincere, I fell in love with you from the very beginning."

"Look, what is this? I specially prepared this for you."

Fatty Huang, like a magician, handed a bunch of keys to the beauty.

"This is a river view house in the Jade Water Garden, worth more than ten million. As long as you nod your head today, the house will be yours."

His words seemed to have magic power, causing the beauty in his arms to instantly quieten down.

Qin'er's gaze could no longer leave the key. She bit her lower lip tightly, even loosening her guard.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

At this moment, the sound of knocking could be heard.

On the translucent glass door, a tall figure could be faintly seen.

The woman's eyes flashed with panic and she jumped up in fright. Even the keys fell to the ground.

"What the hell is going on? I'm busy right now!"

Fatty Huang was furious. Usually, no one would come to this office, so why did it have to come at such a crucial moment to spoil his plans?

"Director Huang, there's an urgent matter to report. I think you'll definitely be interested."

A calm voice was heard. The person who came was his Imperial Driver, Lil 'Wang.

"Alright! Wait a moment!"

A helpless expression appeared on his face. This was too disappointing. If there wasn't anything important later, he definitely wouldn't let this guy off.

Qin'er didn't bother to wipe the tear stains on her face. She quickly tidied up her cheongsam, opened the door, and walked out with her head lowered.

"I'm sorry for disturbing the boss's mood. Hehe..."

The driver, Lil 'Wang, walked in with a playful smile on his face.

He had heard what the driver had said at the staircase.

It was a house and a car. It was very difficult for a woman who had just entered society to resist such temptation.

According to his understanding, Huang Bo was not a money-spendthrift. If he wanted to rely on his good looks, it would be harder for him to cheat money from such an underground alligator. It was even harder than ascending the heavens.

The previous few female secretaries all ended up in miserable states.

"If you have something to say, say it. If not, get lost!"

Fatty Huang was still angry and could not be bothered to answer his subordinates. He took out a bag of Yellow Crane Tower's 1916 from the drawer and put one in his mouth.

"Director Huang, something big has happened..."

After Lil 'Wang closed the door, he took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for him. His face returned to normal.

"What big trouble could there be? What can happen?"

"The mansion next to the artificial lake was flattened and turned into ruins. Those Indian can't be contacted anymore, it's like he disappeared into thin air. "

"What?"

Hearing this, Fatty Huang's heart pounded violently. He choked on the cigarette in his lungs and coughed as if his life depended on it.

He knew why Singh and the others stayed in Jiangdong. They wanted to extort more money before they left, but why did they suddenly disappear?

He did not know why, but he had a bad feeling.

"Director Huang... Do you think it's possible that those people Indian offended were killed by them?"

"I have sent people to investigate carefully, but they couldn't find any clues. I don't think this was done by ordinary people!"

Lil Wang cautiously voiced his guess. He had seen a lot of things with his boss, so he knew some secrets in the corner of the world.

"Impossible! Singh is not a dog, he is Du..."

Huang Bo suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence, and his expression became extremely ugly.

Little Wang could basically rule out this guess. There were no Tribulation Stage warriors in the Jiangdong City. If they wanted to kill Singh, they would have to kill someone like Chang'ang Sowrd.

However, if even Chang'ang Sowrd was alarmed, could he still sit here and flirt with the female secretary?

He would have run away long ago!1

"There must be something strange about this..."

He lit up another cigarette, his small eyes constantly flickering in the smoke.

He tried his best to search through all the clues in this period of time, trying to find the reason...

Five hours later, the sky was already dark.

Other than the small vat of cigarette butts on the table, there was no other harvest.

He didn't even know how to report to Young Master Ye that Singh was willing to let him handle such an important task, which showed how highly he thought of him.

But now it was ruined!

"Let's go home first! We'll talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow."

Fatty Huang stood up. He wasn't in the mood to care about Qin'er right now. He just wanted to return to the villa and have a good rest.

The two of them went to the underground garage. The driver, Lil 'Wang, took out the key and started the black Bentley Mushang.

The automatic big light turned on and the light cut through the darkness, illuminating three figures.

"Click... click..."

The sound of leather shoes entered his ears.

Fatty Huang narrowed his eyes. Because there was too much fat on his face, it looked like he was pretending to sleep.

He had a feeling that these three people were looking for him.

"Hurry up and drive!"

He made a prompt decision and wanted the driver to rush out, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

"Little Wang!?"

He turned his head and found the driver standing in the driver's seat. His expression was filled with terror and he could not move at all.

Lil' Wang had just taken a look at the person who had arrived. His mind was filled with endless illusions. He realized that he had fallen into hell and was suffering unimaginable suffering.

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