Play Nice

Chapter 443 443: Be polite to my wife (two more)
The model was ready, He Jiang looked around in the studio, but did not see Jing Zhao.

There was a faint voice from upstairs, He Jiang went upstairs and saw Jing Zhao standing at the door of the equipment room.

He Jiang called out, "Mr. Jing."

Jing Zhao didn't seem to hear it.

He Jiang came closer: "Mr. Jing."

After approaching, He Jiang realized that Jing Zhao was on the phone.Jing Zhao raised his head and glanced at He Jiang, pressed his lips with his fingers, and motioned for He Jiang to be quiet.

He Jiang waited beside him.

Outside the equipment room is a corridor. Windows are opened at the beginning and end of the corridor. The wind blows from one end to the other, bringing in the dry heat and cicadas.

The atmosphere is weird.

He Jiang's intuition has always been accurate. He felt that Teacher Jing had a strong, unstable magnetic field that was about to riot but was still silent.

He Jiang couldn't help but pricked up his ears.

"Near Linjiang Funeral Home, 443 Zhongming Avenue."

The voice was very calm and the tone was low, Jing Zhao said, "People are already unconscious, please hurry up."

Just listening to him speak, there is no problem.But take a closer look at his fingers holding the phone, the fingertips have turned white because of the force.

120 was on the other end of the phone and they asked a few questions to make sure it was true.

Jing Zhao explained patiently: "It's my friend who had a car accident on the way to power on."

"I can confirm that I heard voices."

"Please hurry up."

He was obviously in a hurry, but he was patient, and he didn't get angry and quarrel because of the constant confirmation of the other party. He said every word calmly and convincingly.

After the communication was over, he hung up the phone and said to He Jiang, "Let them call it a day, and we won't be filming today."

He Jiang was about to ask whether to shoot tomorrow.

"I'm going to do something, the return date is uncertain, and all work will be suspended until I come back."

It seems that it is not as simple as a friend's car accident. The last time Mr. Jing said "the return date is uncertain" in this tone was last year, when Mr. Jing was seriously injured when he came back.This time, I am afraid things will be more serious.He Jiang had followed him for so long, and he could read a little of his micro-expressions. He probably didn't realize that his entire body was in a state of extreme tension. His blood was boiling and rolling.Although he tried his best to restrain himself, the sense of oppression could not be concealed.

It was the first time that He Jiang felt such a strong aggression in Jing Zhao.

He Jiang didn't ask more: "I see." He was a little worried, "Mr. Jing, do you need me to drive for you?"

Jing Zhao's current state is not suitable for driving.

"Need not."

The car was parked outside the studio, Jing Zhao got in the car, fastened his seat belt, and put on his Bluetooth headset.

The car drove very fast, and the speed was almost at its peak.

After getting in the car, Jing Zhao called Bandit Wang. He was succinct and spoke very quickly: "My wife was kidnapped, and Sixteen had a car accident. I sent you the address, and you can send someone over. "

Bandit Wang and Jing Zhao have a tacit understanding, so there is no need to ask more at this time.Jingzhao has arranged everything, and Wang Bandit will cooperate with all his arrangements.

"We don't have the authority to investigate, you secretly investigate, I want to know who did it."

Bandit Wang: "Understood."

Jing Zhao's second call was to Fang Lushen.

"I need your help."

Bandit Wang can only check secretly, but Fang Lushen can check openly, check the surveillance, check the license plate, and check the entry and exit.

In less than an hour, Fang Lushen replied to Jing Zhao.

"The people who robbed people have been found, not from the Empire."

Before Fang Lushen knew that Jing Zhao was an employee of Golden World, he had guessed Jing Zhao's identity. He conservatively guessed that Jing Zhao might have done some exposure work as a photographer.

Now it seems that his guess is still too conservative.

"I'll check for you here at Linjiang Funeral Home, but I can't help you over there."

Jing Zhao said, "Send me a photo that can identify your face."

Fang Lushen sent the photo of the robber: "Be careful."

Jing Zhao hummed and ended the call.

He forwarded the photo to Bandit Wang, who then uploaded the photo to Golden World's information system.

The system scans the face of the person, and then loads the archived data for comparison.Moments later, the identity information was projected onto the display.

Bandit Wang said, "It's Sean's."

In addition to Jing Zhao and Bandit Wang, there were several senior members of the group in the office. Before Jing Zhao gave the next order, all the senior executives were silent.

"Find someone to send the news to Sean," Jing Zhao's eyes kept on the screen, the two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, the sleeves were rolled up on his arms, and his muscles were bulging slightly without exaggeration. The state of preparation, "Just say I can promise him any conditions."

Bandit Wang immediately went to contact.

The fact that the robber is Sean's person is actually good news. Sean only wants profit, not revenge.

Jing Zhao called Chongbai.

"Chongbai, contact Zhou Qian."

Jing Zhao didn't like being passive, he wanted to defend as well as attack.He hadn't planned to swim in the muddy waters of Sisigor, but now it's different, Sean moved his people, knew his weakness, and he had to uproot it.

47:[-] p.m.

A link popped up on the display screen, and the technician checked and traced it immediately. It was an overseas IP, but the specific address could not be traced.

Attractions open links.

Sean's face appeared on the screen: "I finally see your true face, little nine masters."

Jing Zhao was not wearing a mask.

No need to wear it, he won't keep Sean anymore.

"What about people?"

Jing Zhao sat on the front chair, with Wang Bandit and three other high-level executives standing behind him.

Sean raised his hand.

Joe, his subordinate, brought the business tie over.In the shot, Shang Collar is neatly dressed, but his mouth is sealed, and ropes are tied around his hands and shoulders.

Her hair was a little messy, but she didn't look flustered, didn't struggle, didn't make noise, and looked at Jing Zhao calmly.

Jing Zhao's sitting posture has not changed, and his fingers on the arm of the chair tightened. He said to the business leader in imperial dialect: "Don't take risks, wait for me."

The business leader nodded.

Sean raised his hand again, and Joe led the Shang Tie out of the room.

Joe is an Oriental with yellow skin and dark hair.

Jing Zhao's eyes followed Shang Ling to the door. He didn't look back until he couldn't see anyone, and looked at Sean on the screen: "What do you want?"

The camera shakes slightly, it's on the boat.

Sean went by water.

"We'll talk when you get to Sisigor."

Jing Zhao changed his sitting position, with his legs bent and his hands on his legs.

He couldn't show that he didn't care too much, so he promised to make any demands to let Sean know that Shang Lingling was valuable, but he couldn't be too flustered. Shang Lingling was a deadly trump card, and it would be very unfavorable to show it completely.

"I also have one condition."

Sean sneered: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

Jing Zhao leaned his shoulders back a little and put his hands on the table, which is the best negotiating gesture: "I advise you to listen."

He didn't have a word of warning.

But every sentence is a warning.

Sean knocked on the table: "You said."

"Be polite to my wife," he said.

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