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"If Auntie Lan hadn't stepped in this time, I'm afraid no one who went to Gumeng would be able to handle it."

Downstairs of Changcheng Group.

The two founders are leisurely drinking afternoon tea.

Princess Cao is naturally dressed as a strong career woman, while the woman opposite her, wearing a thin green shirt, with her hair tied up and in a wavy hairstyle, giving people an antique feeling, is naturally the Blood Guanyin who returned triumphantly from ancient Mongolia.

I have to admit that compared to when she was in Goryeo, Lan Peizhi's temperament is much gentler now.

The purpose of her trip to Gumeng was nothing but to facilitate the successful establishment of several oil refineries.

Sounds easy.

But this is a business with high investment and slow returns.

To be more realistic, it may end up being charity.

So this task is quite tricky.

"Sun Mangong has many shortcomings, but only one advantage: he knows where he was born."

Cao Jinse smiled. There was probably no one else in the world who dared to make such a sharp criticism of Sun Lao Hu, the all-powerful leader of ancient Mongolia, so unscrupulously.

Those who are not qualified don’t dare.

But qualified people would not say that.

"That's all thanks to Auntie Lan. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't even have the chance to meet."

As he spoke, Cao Jinse paused, stirring his coffee unconsciously, and looked strangely at the woman opposite him who had made countless heroes and heroes bow down to her.

Hero.

Not a hero.

Conquering heroes is not something to be proud of.

"Sun Mangong has been alone for so many years and still hasn't started a family. His great business has no one to carry on his legacy... It would be a pity if such a person were to die in the future."

"According to seniority, you should call him uncle."

Lan Peizhi reminded, and got rid of the topic without leaving a trace.

Cao Jinse rolled her eyes in annoyance, it was purely a subconscious action.

Lan Peizhi picked up the coffee.

She is indeed a very peculiar woman.

I can drink strong liquor, taste strong tea, and I can also taste coffee.

"Have you made any progress in your own marriage?"

This is playing a yin-yang role on her.

"I... I'm still young. Since he has a sense of patriotism, he should help the nation solve its problems. The birth rate is so low now..."

"Next time he comes to Beijing, you should talk to him in person."

Lampe interrupted.

Cao Jinse curled her lips, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"The American military seems to be dissatisfied with what we are doing in Japan."

"If you don't like it, then don't watch it."

"..."

Cao Jinse almost spit out a mouthful of coffee.

People say that she is domineering and arbitrary, and is the Wu Zetian of the business world.

It's so short-sighted.

Look at this one.

This is what domineering means!
If you don't like it, then don't watch it.

Cao Jinse repeated it silently in her mind, trying to remember it, but felt that it was unlikely that she would be able to learn it.

"The American military is a bunch of lunatics. They dare to do anything for the sake of profit. It's hard to let them tolerate it. If the military and the business and political circles unite, then the game of chess with Japan will be worth playing again."

Cao Jinse said helplessly.

"It's not you who has a headache."

Lam Peizhi's responses are always concise and to the point.

Cao Jinse couldn't help laughing, nodded and said with a smile: "That's true."

"Did you ask him to go, or did he go there on his own initiative?"

Lan Peizhi asked suddenly.

Cao Jinse didn't react, "What?"

After looking at the other person, Cao Jinse suddenly realized.

"He called me and said he didn't want to go, but the Fujiwara family had already extended an invitation, so it wouldn't be appropriate to refuse."

"Fujiwara Reiki is not a simple woman."

If that peerless beauty from Japan knew that she received such an evaluation from Bloody Guanyin, she would probably feel a little proud.

"I know. It's not easy for a woman who seems to be glorious but has lived in the cracks since childhood to grow up to where she is today."

Princess Cao, it seems like you didn't understand at all.

"Have you seen her?"

Lan Peizhi asked, surprisingly caring so much about a Japanese woman.

Cao Jinse nodded, "I have seen her. She looks quite... attractive. If I were a man, I would definitely find a way to make her my own."

Although Princess Cao is a woman, she actually has some masculine charm in her bones.

"If I were you, I would kill her."

Lampezhi responded with something... strange.

Cao Jinse was stunned for a moment, followed by a brief and intriguing silence, and then she shook her head and chuckled.

"Not really."

Lan Peizhi raised his eyes and glanced at her.

Cao Jinse was calm and composed.

"We couldn't find a more suitable agent than Fujiwara Reiki."

Lan Peizhi pondered for a moment, then commented, "You have a vision."

"puff."

Cao Jinse finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and then sighed.

"Even if I want to kill her, will our President Jiang agree? Fujiwara Reiki is not only his loyal minion, but also his beloved teacher."

"That's all after the killing."

If Boss Jiang were also sitting here drinking coffee at this moment, he would probably feel very uncomfortable, like sitting on pins and needles, walking on thin ice.

Cao Jinse was also speechless, and then said helplessly: "What if he turns against me later?"

"Are you afraid of him?"

"Auntie Lan, I'm not as strong as you."

Cao Jinse was ambiguous and did not make any comment.

Lan Peizhi did not continue to ask.

The knowledge between men and women is profound and extensive, and it cannot be summarized by such a simple concept as "afraid or not".

The two incomparable women stopped talking and drank coffee, but the quiet atmosphere did not last long before it was broken by the vibration sound.

Cao Jinse picked up the silent phone on the table and didn't intend to answer it, but when she saw the number, she still pressed the answer button.

Put the phone to your ear.

She didn't know what was said on the other end, her face suddenly changed, and she didn't even care about Lan Peizhi's presence, and said in a lost tone: "Are you sure?"

Her tone revealed clear nervousness, mixed with an incredible hint of...panic.

A few seconds later.

She put down her phone, her eyes flickering.

Lan Peizhi looked at her silently.

"Auntie Lan..."

Their eyes met. Cao Jinse took a deep breath and said solemnly, "A Korean passenger plane flying to China crashed. All the passengers on board were killed. Jiang Chen was on that plane."

Lampe's pupils suddenly shrank, and his originally gentle temperament instantly became cold and dangerous!
But it was only a flash in the pan.

All the energy disappeared in an instant, and she said calmly.

"call him."

Cao Jinse quickly picked up the phone and dialed someone's number. "Beep, beep, beep..."

Like a heartbeat.

And it has never felt so slow.

"Hey."

Ten seconds later.

pass.

Cao Jinse instantly breathed a sigh of relief, unable to control her emotions, and once again treated Lan Peizhi as air.

"Mr. Jiang, you bastard!"

What about self-cultivation?
What about quality?
Where is the city?
It's really rude.

Boss Jiang, who was scolded for no reason, must have felt confused. He was about to speak, but the other party had already hung up the phone.

6◇9◇Book◇Bar

Looking at the warm sunshine outside the car window, Jiang Chen sighed slightly.

It was obvious what Princess Cao was worried about.

In fact, with her intelligence and wisdom, how could she be so careless? This can only prove one thing.

——Care leads to confusion.

After all, humans are not machines. They have emotions and weaknesses, and it is impossible for them to think absolutely calmly at all times.

The super-rich and top dignitaries will basically say goodbye to mass-produced passenger planes as they value their privacy very much and will never allow their whereabouts to be at risk of being disclosed.

Never underestimate the attention and vigilance that important people pay to their own safety.

Has Boss Jiang climbed to the top of the world pyramid now?

Even if he can't be called Dugu Qiubai, he definitely has his place. Of course, Boss Jiang is not a cold person, and he has no qualms about sharing a plane with ordinary people.

But that was before.

It’s different in the past.

You know, there are many people who are eyeing him covetously, so he must pay attention to the issue of safety.

of course.

All of this comes from a sense of crisis. Just as he said to Kim Joo-hyun, one should not hesitate to assume the greatest malice towards others.

This is not to educate Kim Joo-hyun, he himself is also an implementer of this theory. Imagination does not need evidence, but the passenger plane that really failed to take off at Seoul Airport seems to have confirmed the correctness of Boss Jiang's theory to some extent.

As we all know, airplanes are the safest and most dangerous means of transportation. Unlike cars, cars can improve the strength of their materials. As long as you have money, you can even upgrade their windows to bulletproof glass. If all else fails, you can jump out of the car. But what about airplanes?

If something goes wrong, where should we jump to?

Therefore, airplanes have the highest mortality rate, leaving basically no survivors, and it is also the most reasonable way of accidental death.

This is how many celebrities, wealthy people and politicians bid farewell to the world.

Boss Jiang, whose sense of crisis was aroused, had obviously learned the lessons of his predecessors: a person's death can be as heavy as Mount Tai or as light as a feather, but one cannot die in obscurity.

That would be too frustrating.

As for why his flight information was on the crashed flight when he clearly didn't take it...

Is it not possible to change your mind temporarily?
Or simply to create performance for the airline.

As long as you can afford it, you can buy multiple seats on the high-speed rail and even book the entire business class.

Boss Jiang was not wrongly scolded. Since he did not board that plane, he could have contacted his relatives and friends so that those who cared about him would not have to worry. He had already returned to China by then, and it was just a false alarm. However, the 177 people who died at the Seoul airport will never reach their destination.

Well, the problem is coming.

Who should be held responsible for the tragic deaths of so many victims?

airline?

Airport?

Or... Boss Jiang who was supposed to be on the plane?

It seems so unfair.

What did Jiang Chen do?
did nothing.

He was also a victim, but he escaped.

But if we change the angle.

If his passenger information was not on that flight, would something go wrong in the end?
Ok.

This is not a scientific question but a metaphysical question.

It's like whether the chicken came first or the egg.

No matter what the final investigation results of this major disaster are, this question is destined to remain unanswered.

While Seoul, which is constantly in turmoil, must be bustling at this time, the streets of Jiangcheng remain peaceful.

Although Boss Jiang, as a "survivor", has done nothing wrong either from a legal or moral perspective, as a well-educated person, Jiang Chen still feels that he should do something for the more than one hundred innocent souls who died.

While the car was moving, he picked up the phone that Mr. Cao had hung up on, sat in the back seat, and made an overseas call.

"There was a plane crash in Seoul. 177 people died and three people are being rescued. I should have been on that plane."

After the call was connected, Jiang Chen first briefly introduced the incident. Although this plane crash should have made headlines around the world, the other party was busy with his own affairs and might not pay attention to it at the moment.

"What's the meaning."

Obviously, the two sides haven't seen each other since they parted in Japan, but for some reason, the relationship between them seems to have made some progress in the few phone calls they have made.

Could it be.

This is called……

Online dating?!
Don't believe the tone.

An expert at observing people's words and expressions would definitely be able to notice it. Although the feeling of alienation is still strong, it is obviously different from that in Japan.

"I'm not doubting you. I believe you wouldn't be so cruel as to let so many innocent people die for me."

Straightforward.

It's really too straightforward.

Just imagination, eh.

How can you talk nonsense when there is no evidence?

But then again.

You need evidence to talk to the police.

Is she a police officer?
“And we have no hatred or grudges.”

Jiang Chen added a timely and necessary sentence afterwards.

The world looks different to everyone, and so do “accidents”.

I don’t know if Cynthia has heard about the Seoul air crash that happened today, and no matter what her judgment of the accident is, someone is like a reckless hooligan, irresponsibly forcing his purely subjective ideas into the other party.

"Then why do you want to find me?"

If we ignore the evidence and just speculate, the person, organization or force that has the courage and ability to create this accident must have connections everywhere.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want you to help pass on a message."

Jiang Chen's tone was calm and steady. He held his phone, leaned back in his seat with a comfortable gesture, and looked straight ahead.

In a city where everyone is from Hubei, the drivers are so aggressive that they dare to cut off any car.

But in comparison, this little bit of evil is not worth mentioning.

"There's an old saying in Shenzhou that every action has its consequences. Please tell him to be careful when he goes out next time."

Crazy and cool.

Pull the bomb to the extreme.

I simply don't bother to find out its origins.

Cynthia was silent for quite a while. It was unclear whether she was shocked by someone's domineering attitude, or perhaps she felt... speechless.

"If you don't want to pass it on, give me his contact information and I can go and say it myself."

Boss Jiang is a reasonable person and he won't make things difficult for anyone because of himself.

There was a smile on the other end of the phone.

Quite clear!

It is definitely more real than the last time we talked on the phone when we talked about someone anonymous.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

Boss Jiang acted as if nothing had happened.

"It's just a friendly reminder. After all, everyone has only one life. How about you give me your address and I'll send you a copy of the almanac. Take a look at it before you go out." (End of this chapter)