1797: C1797 Wealthy Marriage 1724

C1797 Wealthy Marriage 1724

Hai Ziyu also followed him. Actually, she wanted to see if she could see Siwen Bing. However, she was disappointed as he wasn't here.

Little Mi looked at these people with exasperation while aiming at the top of the cliff. Just to be safe, she didn't let anyone follow her. There were even some people staying up there to make sense of the situation.

From the looks of it, he should have seen through the situation here. If he went to call for reinforcements, he still had a chance of winning.

Sure enough, the reinforcements arrived faster than she expected. She even saw the Grand Preceptor himself coming.

"Grand Elder!"

Ye Nianmo, Lee Yixuan and the rest all sighed in admiration. Even if the other party didn't bring more than a hundred people, there were at least a few dozen of them. It seemed like they wanted to finish them on the spot.

Ye Nianmo pulled Ding Yiyi and Liu Tie behind him and exchanged a glance with Lee Yixuan. If a fierce battle was inevitable, he had to ensure their safety.

With the situation reversed, although Lee Yixuan's men were all elites, they couldn't fire at will. This was a rule set by the military. More than ten people were temporarily captured.

After climbing up the cliff, the Grand Preceptor sat on his wheelchair. The first thing he looked at was Ye Miao, "You little brat, this place was the first one you found, right?"

"Ye Miao."

Ye Miao replied with a frown. He didn't like people calling him a little brat. It sounded like it was filled with contempt.

The Grand Elder raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Nianmo with interest. "Your son?"

"Naturally." Ye Nianmo said proudly.

"Grand Elder!" Little Mi ran to his side. "It's good that you're here."

She looked around and asked curiously, "Why isn't Tongya here?"

Some people even said that when the Grand Preceptor succeeds to his throne, he will definitely pass it on to him. When Xiaomi appeared later, everyone saw the Grand Preceptor's love for her, and they all said that Xiaomi might become the next leader of Shengdeya's organization.

"Tongya is sick." The Grand Preceptor leisurely said, "He's very sick."

"Sick? "Impossible, I saw him two days ago." Xiaomi did not believe him.

The Grand Preceptor looked at her and slowly said, "Life is driven by the ocean waves. No one knows if the next second will be peaceful or peaceful. What do you say, Little Mi?"

Xiaomi looked at him, a bad thought flashing through her mind. She slowly stretched her hand behind her as she replied, "Yes, Grand Preceptor. I'll go back and see if his condition has improved."

"You don't have a chance to go back." The Grand Preceptor whipped out his pistol and pointed it at her. "But you will be able to meet him soon."

A man stepped forward and snatched away Xiaomi's gun, handing it to the Grand Preceptor.

The Grand Preceptor neatly removed the bullet, "You also found it, didn't you? "None of the people here today have been bribed by you. I owe Miss Ding a great favor in order for you to mobilize the people behind you with all your heart."

Ding Yiyi couldn't understand it no matter how hard she tried. She had become bait and had the men chase after them. The old man then took the opportunity to take care of all the traitors in the water. What a good move from the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind him!

"My apologies, but it is now a matter of the family matters for Shengdia. Can you please leave for a moment?" The Grand Master replied warmly.

Ye Nianmo embraced Ding Yiyi. He really didn't want to get involved in this kind of trouble.

The group walked to the other side and waited. There was only the sound of gunfire, but no one asked anything. No matter what, it was none of their business.

Not long later, the Grand Preceptor arrived alone. "Prepare the carriage for you. You can go back and have a good rest. This time, I owe you a favor." He turned to look at Ding Yiyi. "Miss Ding, can I have a word with you?"

"Let's talk here." Ye Nianmo stood in front of Ding Yiyi and stared at her cautiously. A man who would murder without blinking an eye and even frame others with an innocent face must not be taken lightly.

The Grand Preceptor glanced around. "Looks like I can't not say it today. Fine, I'll just tell you guys."

He found a rock and sat down, patting the spot beside him. "The scenery here is pretty good."

Those who had stayed here for a few days silently cursed. If you have the ability, come and stay here for a few days before you speak!

"The missing piece of information is in Miss Ding's hands." As soon as the Grand Preceptor opened his mouth, the crowd burst into an uproar. Even Ding Yiyi herself was shocked. "How is this possible? I've never received any information before."

He pointed to the watch on her wrist. "I've put all the data into a chip."

"Why her?" This was the thing that Ye Nianmo couldn't understand the most. Why did he choose Ding Yiyi? She was someone who was completely out of his league.

The Grand Preceptor looked at Ding Yiyi meaningfully. "It's not that I chose her, but that there are other candidates for her."

Who … was this other person?

He changed the subject. "Eight years ago, a scientist gave me that information because I was working on the stone survey. He said he saved a young man, and when the young man was unconscious, he asked him to bring it to me."

Hai Ziyu immediately thought of Siwen Bing and was a bit angry. "He was thinking about missions when he was unconscious. Why didn't you go find him and let him drift around outside for so long?"

When she thought about how the old butler had said that Siwen Bing was with a trafficker at the beginning, she became extremely angry. She felt indignant for him and felt wronged for him.

The Grand Preceptor looked at her in astonishment. "It's you?"

Ye Nianmo wanted to protect Siwen Bing, "Continue."

The Grand Preceptor understood his meaning, and this was also his goal. Thus, he continued, "In the past, everyone misunderstood that Shengdeya was going against the government. Actually, that's not the case."

He paused, swallowed, and continued after a while, "At that time, some corrupt elements in the government colluded with the oil companies to try to monopolize the supply and loss of rocks in Iraq. Hamed was a typical example of that. I was just a little government worker with other members of the national security community to organize this ugly monopoly. "

Remembering the deaths of more than ten of his good friends and the fact that he was the only one left, the Grand Master sighed, "The data and new technology in that file are the best weapons to defeat the government's scum and those greedy oil injuries, and this meeting is the best opportunity for that."

He looked at Ye Nianmo and said, "So, can I ask for your help to personally hand this data to the chairman of the United Nations on the day of the meeting?"

"Maybe you can leave it to us." Lee Yixuan came forward. Of course, he knew the importance of that piece of information. It might even cause a war!

The Grand Preceptor shook his head. "Like I said, there are traitors not only in the Sendya organization, there are also traitors in the government. The traitors in the family can be wiped out, but the traitors in the government are too well hidden, so I can't be sure if your boss is one of them."

Ye Nianmo asked, "This has nothing to do with us."

The Grand Preceptor nodded. "In theory, it is true. In moral terms, this is related to the suffering of the people of a country. The people who live here are too pitiful. They could be attacked at any time by war."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ye Nianmo and said, "Speaking personally, I heard that you want to do business in Uruk? Then maybe I can help a little. "

Ye Nianmo raised his eyebrows. He had thrown this bait a bit too far, if he could get help from this organization in Uruk, wouldn't it be like adding wings to a tiger when it comes to doing business? In theory, he could take over this business.

"However." The Grand Preceptor pointed to Ding Yiyi. "You can all move out together, but the one who passed the information to the Security Council in the end could only be Miss Ding."

"Why?" Ding Yiyi couldn't figure it out. The old man in front of her really trusted her in some mysterious way.

A look of confusion flashed across the Grand Preceptor's eyes. "There seems to be someone who trusts you. I'm recommended by someone else as well."

"Only she can't." Ye Nianmo had always been decisive when it came to Ding Yiyi.

The Grand Elder had already expected that he would object, "I already knew that you would object, so I chose to tell the both of you, not just her."

"Can you? Miss Ding? "

Ding Yiyi didn't know who exactly trusted her so much and wasn't ready to take on such a heavy responsibility. What if she didn't do it well?

The Grand Preceptor understood her feelings very well. "You can answer me tomorrow, but you have to be quick."

When they drove back to the hotel, the doctors were already waiting. Dong Qing, who had a broken arm, and Ye Nianmo, who had a broken leg, had to be treated.2

As Ding Yiyi sat on the bench outside the consultation room waiting for the doctor to treat Ye Nianmo's injuries, she couldn't help but keep thinking about the words of the Grand Master. It was very quiet around her and only a few people were seeing the doctor.

"There don't seem to be many patients?" A nurse happened to walk by, and the two chatted.

The nurse nodded, "In Uruk, poor people look down on sickness, they do not see sickness, either. They drink saliva, and just sleep a little bit before forcing their way through. This country lacks hope."

Ye Nianmo was the one who dragged her to his side, "You want to help?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"Will you go if I don't?" He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

Ding Yiyi gave it some serious thought and asked, "What's the probability of your rejection?"

"100%!"

Even if she didn't do business at Uruk, her safety was also the most important. There was nothing more important than her.

Ding Yiyi took a deep breath. "I believe the government will protect me."

"Looks like you've decided." Ye Nianmo's expression did not look good. Did she even understand her own worry? What kind of place is this? A gun can kill you!

"Don't go."

Ding Yiyi answered with a low voice, causing him to frown.

In the hotel lobby, Lee Yixuan put sugar cubes into his coffee cup, "So now you're looking for me without him knowing?"

"Yes," Ding Yiyi nodded. "What do you think of that?"

Lee Yixuan kneaded the sugar paper, "How should I put it, as someone who eats royal food, I hope that you can help. This is very important, but as your friend, I cannot deny that there are no dangers."

"Can you guarantee my safety?" Ding Yiyi asked.

Lee Yixuan suddenly stood up and saluted her, "This is a promise from the military."

"I have my own selfish thoughts." She looked down. "I want to help him with his career, even a little."

"This kind of help makes me feel guilty."

Surprised, she turned around and saw Ye Nianmo walking in. His leg was injured, so she didn't walk quickly. This feeling was similar to the feeling of the executioner sharpening a knife in front of the victim before the execution.

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