1788: C1788 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1715

C1788 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1715

Some large companies had set their sights on the Uruk that owned oil, and in those days, in addition to buying land, it was also important to establish a good relationship with the government in order to obtain the right to drill for oil locally.

That year, a man named Siwen became a popular figure among the government's new reporters.

Although young and unwritten, she was warm and gentle, with dark eyes and dark hair that became the most popular color for women in the office at the time.

Employees without a staff member would be bullied by the government, or at least their days would not be so easy. This man called Si Wen Ming had a way with things, so no one bothered him.

On that day, a group of mysterious clients entered from the back of the government office building and went straight to the meeting room. No one knew what was being talked about in the meeting room; even the most intimate of lovers, as well as their sons and daughters, would not reveal half the content of this conversation.

Until one of the officials got drunk and said a few words about the topic of the meeting.

That day, among that group of mysterious guests, there were some who found the place where Uruk could store oil based on big data.

"That man said something that could change the world of oil. He said that oil used to flow into chemical gases in the holes, but there's a new method. There's no need to do that. We only need a little bit of stuff …"

The next day, there was a serious shooting incident in Uruk. The mysterious guests were killed in the hotel again, and the suitcases that were hiding all the secrets were gone.

"Ah Bing, as the last person to see the box, nine years have passed and your mission has been completed. You should be able to return it." The old man's eyes were like an eagle's. After catching his prey, unless he ate it, he would not let it go.

Siwen Bing said, "I don't know. I was injured when I fell from that place. I was saved by the embassy and finally returned to China. But there are many things I don't remember."

"Such a coincidence?" Where did you forget to put that information? " The old man didn't believe it.

Siwen Bing looked at his face that was holding back his anger, "Grand Master, I don't need to lie to you."

"You were abandoned by your biological parents in the Uruk, so I brought you back here to give you a chance to live on. A'Bing, as a person, you must not forget your roots."

The old man walked up to him and grabbed the jacket on his arm. The veins on the back of his hand bulged.

There was a moment of silence. "I won't lie to you. I really don't know where to put that information."

"I won't force you, nor will I investigate the authenticity of your words. Let's talk about your love life back in Uruk."

He smiled, the wrinkles on his face wrinkling like chrysanthemums. "That girl is a girl, I think she is."

"What did you do?" Siwen Bing remained calm, but he had already guessed it in his heart. It really was his style. Was Hai Ziyu captured?

The old man closed his eyes, as if preparing to fall asleep at any moment. "I just want to see what's so good about the woman you want to see in the middle of the night. I just want to invite her to be my guest."

In the dark room, Ding Yiyi's mouth was stuffed with a piece of sackcloth. Her mouth was a little sore, and her eyes and arms were tied with strips of cloth.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, and when she moved, her legs knocked against the table. She had been in pain for a long time, so she was sure that it was already red.

Why did you want to capture her? What was going on? Who can explain?

Ye Nianmo said he was going to buy cigarettes, so she wanted to go and see if Hai Ziyu was asleep. Just as she walked to Hai Ziyu's door, a man walked towards her.

The man was wearing a denim shirt and his left arm was covered in tattoos. His head was lowered as if he was concentrating on his journey.

Ding Yiyi felt a little uneasy. When the other party passed her by, she leaned to let him pass first. Then, she felt a sharp blow on her neck, causing her to lose consciousness.

She had no idea who had grabbed her, and when she woke up, she was sure she was lying on a soft bed with no one around.

The environment outside should be good, because the air was fresh and one could hear birds chirping.

Someone walked past the door. It was the sound of high heels tapping on the ground, as if the other party was intentionally trying to attract other people's attention.

The door opened and a faint scent of perfume wafted into the air. "Hello."

Was the speaker English, a foreigner?

"Why did you catch me?" Ding Yiyi decided to ask first.

The person seemed to be covering his mouth as he laughed, "The Grand Preceptor just wants you to do something small."

Then, the person stopped talking, a burst of Sissel's voice came from the room, followed by someone straightening her head. "Please face here."

"What exactly do you want to do? I don't know you." Ding Yiyi didn't know what the other party was trying to do, but the invisible panic only increased the unease in her heart.

It must have been a young girl. "Please look at the camera. Oh, you won't be able to see it. It's okay. Just look straight ahead. You're really pretty."

"Did you find the wrong person?" Ding Yiyi wanted to ask more, but she had to at least ask what was the purpose of their visit. However, the other party was clearly unwilling to speak any further. The only sound that came from the room was the occasional sound of a pedestal.

"Say something?" the man suggested.

Ding Yiyi was silent. She had no idea what this video was and what the other party's purpose was, so it was best not to say anything.

Suddenly, her arm was heavily pinched by someone. The great pain and sudden shock made her cry out in pain.

"I already said something for you to say." The person was still smiling, but the words he said were too terrifying.

Ding Yiyi endured the pain as she gritted her teeth and said, "If you don't tell me who you are, I won't say anything."

The person in front of her seemed to be angry, but she was suddenly kicked once again, her high heels landing directly on her waist area.

She was sure that her waist would immediately bruise, and the pain would penetrate deep into her skin. It was so painful that it would hurt her organs.

"Forget it." The person said dispiritedly, "This should be enough. The Grand Preceptor only said he wanted the video, but he didn't say how much he wanted it."

The high heels left her, and she walked further and further away. Ding Yiyi curled up on the ground, biting her lower lip and moaning softly.

Outside the study, the sound of high heels rang out as a young woman pushed open the door. Her long legs were more than a meter long, and her red buttocks had a perfect upturned shape.

"This is Xiaomi. She has done a lot of useful things in the past nine years. She is qualified to be the leader." The old man's eyes were filled with praise.

Xiaomi snuggled up to the old man, giggling. She held the DV in her hand and said, "I've done all the things that the Grand Master asked me to do."

The old man hooked his fingers, indicating that she should show it to Siwen Bing.

Xiaomi stood up, glanced at Siwen Bing when she walked past him, then walked to the television at the side.

She bent down to connect the DV equipment to the TV equipment. The red dress slid up, but she didn't seem to mind. She continued to bend and fiddle with it.

Siwen Bing looked out of the window until a sound came from the TV. Then, he frowned and turned his head back.

When he saw the woman in front of him squeezing Ding Yiyi's arm and crying out in pain, he got angry. "You're going too far!"

"Hehehehe, there's nothing I can do about it. After all, this is an order from the Grand Elder, so I can only follow it." The Grand Preceptor patted the back of her hand.

Siwen Bing said coldly, "She has nothing to do with me, regardless of the form."

"So brother Si Wen also has such a gentle side? For the sake of a lover, I really have a good impression of someone who doesn't acknowledge the relationship between the two of them. " Little Mi covered her mouth and laughed.

"Her name is Ding Yiyi. She's already married." Siwen Bing felt ashamed of Ding Yiyi. At the same time, he didn't want to offend Ye Nianmo. If that man knew about this, he would probably fight to the death with Sendya.

The Grand Preceptor looked at the truthfulness of his words, "Then, can you tell me who the person you like is?"

"I don't have anyone I like." A pair of red and swollen eyes quickly flashed across Siwen Bing's mind, but they quickly disappeared.

"I can't let you leave for the time being." The Grand Preceptor waved his hand. Two men came in from the door and went forward to capture Siwen Bing.1

"If you think of anything, come find me anytime."

Inside the room, it was only until they couldn't hear the sound of walking did Xiaomi say, "How do you mean, Grand Master?" Si Wen still did not seem willing to reveal the location of that information. "

The Grand Preceptor narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. "Send that disc of light to the person in contact with A-Bing in the hotel."

Hotel

Ye Nianmo did not sleep at all throughout the night. His body was emitting a dense gloomy aura. The imposing manner of Ye Miao, who sat beside him, was not inferior to him at all.

The father and son duo actually allowed others to capture their most important person right under their noses. They would never forgive themselves. Of course, before they punish themselves, those who dare to do so would never have a good ending!

"You two, calm down. This is the Uruk, the legitimate Uruk to hold a spear. Even our policies are different from those in the country.

Ye Miao stood up and said, "I'm going back to my room."

Hai Ziyu clenched her fists. She could see from the video that her aunt was taken away from her room. She felt responsible for it.

She looked up as someone patted her shoulder.

Lee Yixuan comforted her, "It's none of your business, don't have any psychological burdens."

Zhu Dan watched from the side and suddenly approached him. "Let's go. I'll take you back to your room to rest. I'll let you know when there's news."

"Ziyu, go back to your room and rest." Ye Nianmo said in a deep voice.

Hai Ziyu silently stood up and followed Zhu Dan upstairs.

The person who died was not Siwen Bing. His uncle had told him when he came back, but he was not happy at all with the current situation.

"Ziyu." Zhu Dan slowly opened her mouth, "I have an idea. I don't know if I should say it."

Hai Ziyu looked up at her. "Sister Zhu?"

"I was thinking, could it be that the person who took Ivy away was from the Sendya organization?" Seeing that Hai Ziyu was a little confused, she explained, "The person who died was a member of the Sendya organization."

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