Rebirth of the big boss: Miss slaps her face online every day

Chapter 435 Out-of-Control Conspiracy 5 (Addition 3)

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Lin Jiu stopped and turned her head when she heard a roar, it was Fan Jian who was calling her.

She gave up the idea of ​​going to the ship to check.

"Xiao Jiu, the school will start soon. We finally got admitted to Imperial University, and you are going to Nanyang again. I really don't know why!"

"It's hard to say." At this moment, Lin Jiu suddenly realized that the little boy who came with him just now was gone.

"Fan Jian, did you see that little boy who followed me just now?"

Fan Jian frowned, "Xiao Jiu, do you want to bring someone with you when you go to Nanyang?"

"No, the little boy I met when I came here just now, he brought me to these ships."

Lin Jiu pointed to the dozen or so strange cargo ships behind him.

"This is an order from my dad. He is going to run for Congress soon, and he has to raise a lot of money, so he wants to pass these." Fan Jian pointed to the boats, "If you make a lot of money, you can have money to run for the election. .”

"So that's the case. In fact, my company has made a lot of money. If you had told me earlier, I could have used the money to fund Uncle Fan's campaign, so I wouldn't have to work so hard to buy these broken ships."

Fan Jian scratched his head, "Xiao Jiu, you should save some money and go to Nanyang to do your business. I know that you went to Nanyang when you were in No. [-] Middle School. I heard that you inherited the Nanyang Tang Group, but that was a A group that was heavily indebted, and later the Tang Corporation became a public welfare organization."

"You know a lot, let's go, take me to the boat, and if you see that little boy at the port, help me take him home, his home is nearby."

"Okay." Fan Jian took Lin Jiu to a yacht, "This is it, the captain and crew are absolutely reliable, by the way, Xiao Jiu, after I see you off, you will go to Bincheng to sweep Mo Yun's grave." , do you have anything to bring to Bencheng?"

"No, I don't have any relatives or friends in Bincheng." Lin Jiu said with certainty.

"Okay." Fan Jian waited on the yacht for a long time without seeing the captain and crew, "Strange, where are you?"

He hurriedly called, and the captain and crew members could get through on their mobile phones, but no one answered.

At this moment, they saw several warships approaching in front of the yacht.

The loudspeaker on the warship shouted, "People in the port, please pay attention. Due to special reasons, all ships are not allowed to leave the port. All dock and wait for notice."

"What's the situation, the warships are out, are you serious?" Fan Jian left the yacht and jumped onto the pier.

Lin Jiu sighed, what a coincidence, and what happened again, it seems that the trip to Nanyang may come to naught.

She also followed Fan Jian to leave the yacht.

At this time, there was a loud noise at the entrance of the waiting port.

Fan Jian called the port office, but no one answered.

"What's the situation! There is no typhoon notice, why is there no one answering the phone in the 24-hour on-duty office, it seems that these people don't want to work anymore, and sooner or later, Dad will fire them."

Fan Jian looked at Lin Jiu very embarrassed, "Xiao Jiu, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect something to happen to the port. There are many people around the entrance, let's go and have a look, I will definitely find a way to let you go to Nanyang."

"It's okay, Fan Jian, let's go take a look!"

When the two came near the entrance, they could see staff members in white chemical protective suits blocking the entrance from a distance, as if they were preventing people from going out.

The tourists entering the port are all crowded at the entrance, arguing fiercely with those in chemical protective suits.

"Xiao Jiu, it seems that the entrance is sealed and no one is allowed to go out!"

At this moment, a person in the crowd suddenly fell straight to the ground, and the people next to him screamed and moved away from the fallen person.

(End of this chapter)