Chapter Seventy-One: Planning Ahead of Schedule
The game quickly completed the hospitalization procedures, although Yang Yueru hated his father, but the game still arranged for him in the VIP ward. The www.biquge.info of the pen fun pavilion looked at the few people standing in the room, and said with a natural expression: "Now, there is nothing to do here, you can go back!" I'm here to accompany them. β
Meng Zitong walked in front of the game, gave a look, and the two walked out of the ward. "Game, isn't the relationship between Secretary Yang and her father very bad?" Ever since he saw some strange expressions on Yang Yueru's face, Meng Zitong had guessed that their relationship was very unusual.
"Yes! Her father killed their family, and suddenly came back a few days ago, and asked for money, and as soon as she appeared today, she was lying on the bed like this, and I always felt that something was wrong. The two men were in an empty hospital room next to them, muttering quietly.
"It seems that her father is not a good person, you be careful, I have always had a sense of urgency recently, plus yesterday's kidnapping, let's be careful." Meng Zitong said solemnly.
"Okay, this person is really not a good person, but after all, he is Yueru's father, and I don't want her to be embarrassed in the middle." The game was embarrassed.
"You just need to strengthen your precautions against him, and you still have to do other things that should be done with filial piety. You can stay here with her! I'll just go to the company. Meng Zitong gave the game a reassuring look, and the two of them walked out of the ward.
Meng Zitong called out Yue Zichen and Bowen and left the hospital, she didn't want to come here again, she really wanted to fly out. Yue Zichen followed smartly, came to Meng Zitong's ear and whispered, "Are you going to the company today?" Meng Zitong was stunned for a moment, gently pulled the corners of his mouth, and nodded. This guy is getting smarter! Yue Zichen looked at Meng Zitong's slightly upturned mouth, and leaned forward again. "I'll go with you, or I won't feel at ease." Now Yue Zichen really doesn't want to leave her one step further, he must look at her strictly.
Meng Zitong suddenly stopped and looked at the man in front of him arrogantly. "You don't practice taekwondo, do you? And with your current progress, you may be able to participate in the promotion tournament in a week! β
Yue Zichen suddenly laughed, what are you kidding, what is that thing? Nothing is better than his Kiri. "I'm not interested in that, and I didn't learn taekwondo for that."
Bowen heard the conversation between the two, and also leaned over, and asked curiously, "What is that for?" β
Yue Zichen impatiently pushed away the blog post. "What's the matter, of course it's for my punnia, otherwise what do you think I'm learning it for? Fitness, jokes, don't learn from my Yue Zichen's body is also great, right? Tong? Yue Zichen's eyes instantly turned lustful and looked at Meng Zitong.
I've been in contact with Yue Zichen for so long, and I really haven't seen Yue Zichen with such eyes, how can he give people a strange feeling! Suddenly, my heart beat faster, and I seemed to have a fever. Meng Zitong fanned his face with his hand, turned around straightly, and walked forward, why is this parking lot so far away? Not yet!
Bowen and Yue Zichen looked at each other and smiled, of course they could see Meng Zitong's shy and cute expression. "Let's catch up!" Bowen pushed Yue Zichen forward.
It wasn't until he got in the car that Meng Zitong said solemnly: "Bowen, I think our plan is going to be advanced, after yesterday's events, and today's sudden appearance, Yang Yueru's father, I always feel that there is something in between." Do you know? The master said that Leng Feng has not been in the association recently, and said that he was going on a trip, and I don't know if I can contact him. β
Bowen listened to Meng Zitong's worries, and also frowned, Leng Feng was not in the association, which brought them a great sense of crisis. The fight tournament is getting closer and closer, and it seems that the plan really can't be delayed any longer. "Why don't you let the master and his old man, contact Leng Feng!"
Yue Zichen sat in the back seat and listened quietly. Meng Zitong had never mentioned this matter to him, and listening to the serious tone, it was obvious that she was nervous. Cold Wind, the name seems familiar, but I can't remember it for a while.
"Yes! I had to do this, and after a while, I contacted the master and asked him to find Leng Feng to explain what I meant. "This needs to happen quickly, otherwise she can't imagine what else will happen. It's a trivial matter for yourself, but what about the people around you! No, she can't let something like this happen, can't. At this time, an incongruous voice sounded, and Yue Zichen rubbed his stomach apologetically. "I'm sorry, I'm so hungry."
Bowen didn't want to be a light bulb anymore, so he sent the two to a surprise night and left with one foot on the accelerator. The remaining two people, both touching their stomachs, went to the restaurant and had a big meal. Yue Zichen followed Meng Zitong to her office inch by inch, and as soon as he entered the room, he collapsed on the sofa tiredly.
Meng yesterday looked at Yue Zichen's lazy appearance and raised his good-looking eyebrows. "Yue Zichen, are you sure you're here to protect me?"
Yue Zichen opened his dark eyes and smiled slightly. "Yes! As long as you are safe in front of me, my mission will be well accomplished. β
"Alright! Then you should do something for me, right? Can you go to Secretary Yang's office and bring me the documents on her desk? Meng Zitong took off her sunglasses and used her talking eyes to charge Yue Zichen who was lying on the sofa.
Yue Zichen instantly felt numb! This feeling is too good, looking at those hooking eyes, Yue Zichen stood up softly and walked out.
Meng Zitong shook his head helplessly, what a naΓ―ve big boy. Sitting in the boss's chair, he took out his mobile phone, and in a moment, the voice of answering rang on the other end of the phone. "Master, I'm Zitong."
"Hmmm! Zitong, is there something wrong? A deep voice rang on the other end of the phone.
"Master, I want to ask you to help me contact Leng Feng, my plan must be carried out in advance." Meng Zitong said simply.
"Okay, I'll contact him in a moment and ask him to contact you." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a beep.
Meng Zitong looked at the phone that hung up, and this master was still the same vigorous and resolute in everything he did. How can Yue Zichen get a piece of information and haven't come back yet!
After a while, I saw Yue Zichen holding a large pile of documents, kicked open the door with his foot, and walked in. Complaining: "How does this game work? How do you pile up so much to do? β
Meng Zitong took the document and put it on the table. "Yue Zichen, you go in and take a rest! I didn't have a good rest yesterday. "Listening to Meng Zitong's rare concern, Yue Zichen's heart is about to melt." There are so many things to do, how can I be willing to let you do it alone, let's do it together, and then rest together. As he spoke, he approached Meng Zitong and gently hugged the baby in front of him. You know, he doesn't have Meng Zitong by his side now, let alone resting, he can't even think about it.
Meng Zitong was helpless, she had not only seen this man's laipi, but she was simply out of line. "Alright! Let's get all of this out of the way! Pushed Yue Zichen away and sat on the chair. If this man felt her strangeness, he would not let her go, how could this heart beat so fast, this man's arms were like poison, eroding his heart.