How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2657 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1219 Where's Xiaobai?Are you back?

It was 2:[-] p.m. when Beifanxing got off the private plane that landed smoothly.

The special assistant who came to greet him respectfully stepped forward and reported in a low voice: "Mr. Bei, something happened."

Two days of high-intensity discussions will make the man exhausted. Hearing this, he raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows: "Didn't I say that, keep an eye on her, don't let her run to the hospital?"

Having said that, after all, she is the eldest lady of the Bei family, so she dare not offend anyone.

The special assistant hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It's not the eldest lady, but the He family. They took out 1% of the shares of the He family and sold them for [-] million. They hired a killer. The second young lady was robbed and almost died."

It really is……

Not a moment's rest.

The stock price of the He family has plummeted now, and 10% of the shares have only been sold for 1 million. The key point is that once the 10% shares are sold, the position of the He family in the He Group is in jeopardy, and it may change hands at any time.

This is an attempt to take revenge on the Bei family at all costs.

"Where's Xiaobai? Are you back?"

"came back."

"What's going on at the He family?"

"There is no movement yet."

no movement...

At this time, no movement is more disturbing than movement.

Bei Fanxing pressed the center of his brows, without further words, leaned into the car.

……

The continuous drizzle outside the window washed the lush green of the trees in the South Residence into an eye-catching light.

The son was carried away by Mrs. Nan, Hao Xiaoman didn't sleep well last night, was frightened again, and was very tired, so he took a nap on the sofa for an hour.

When he woke up, he was covered with a thin blanket at some point, and a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting in the single sofa chair next to him, staring at him for a moment with his forehead resting on one hand.

Raising her hand to scratch her hair, she smiled awkwardly at him: "Why didn't you wake me up when you came here?"

Nan Mubai didn't speak, still frowning slightly, looking at her for a moment, with such a focused and serious gaze, unpredictable and profound, her cheeks felt hot for no reason.

"Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" After a while, he finally looked away and spoke lightly.

"Fortunately, not too hungry."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man had already got up, and when passing by her, he stretched out his right hand: "Come with me to eat."

"..."

Hao Xiaoman was stunned, staring at the texture of the palm of the man in front of him, slowly raised his hand to cover it, the soft palm rubbed against his callused palm little by little, the nerve thread seemed to be slowly pulled by a ring finger, Indescribably nervous.

He didn't know when he had prepared a table of meals, six dishes and one soup, all of which were delicious in color, flavor and taste, all of which she liked.

"There is something I want to discuss with you."

Hao Xiaoman was eating his food with his head down, when he heard this, he looked up: "Huh? What's the matter?"

"Rescuing Deng Meng, do you prefer voluntary rescue or paid rescue?"

She was confused: "What?"

Nan Mubai folded his hands to support his chin, his handsome face was well-defined, and his voice was sexy and deep: "Saving Deng Meng's life, do you want me to take it as something I should do, or do you want me Think of it as something you can profit from?"

Profit from it?

He wouldn't expect Deng Meng to give him a generous reward, would he?

Hao Xiaoman blinked, thought for a while, didn't understand, coughed dryly: "What do you mean by profiting from it...?"

(End of this chapter)