CEO, Hold On A Moment

"What?"

Qiao Mu was flustered and could not help retreating two steps.

She raised her lips to Nanming, but her smile was far fetched. Looking at his eyes, she immediately became alert: "you It won't, will it? " She asked carefully, observing Nanming's reaction every word.

"Of course not." Nanming smiles and looks at her exhale. The radian of his lips is even greater.

He seems to enjoy the pleasure of manipulating other people's emotions.

When Jomo is completely relaxed -

"I need you to come with me to the airport." Nanming then spoke, gently asked, calmly analyzed, "I'm not sure for the moment, taking you in a city is much safer than me."

With her in hand, the people he fears will not act rashly.

"If you don't want to, it means that I can hold you hostage..." Nanming raised his eyebrows to show his attitude. At this point, his voice faltered, and then continued, "in addition, you also have enough time to consider, do you want to go with me? If you stick to your idea when you get to the airport, I won't force you. "

His voice was quiet and low.

He didn't emphasize proof.

But Jomo believed: this time, he was telling the truth.

"Think about it?" Nanming pursed his lips, moved his fingers and tried to approach her. "If you hold her, it may hurt a little You have to bear it

"No!"

Jomo interrupted him.

She didn't know what Nanming was going to do. She just stopped him before he met him.

"Don't hold me She cried out, and after Nanming's action stopped, she could not help but relax. She pursed her lips and looked up calmly and sincerely, "Nanming, I'll take you to the airport."

……

The atmosphere was silent.

After holding each other for a few seconds, the distrust on Nanming's face finally turned into relief. He breathed out a long breath, and then the whole person seemed to remove all the disguise, completely paralyzed, and sat back in the chair.

"Good..." He nodded coldly and cheerfully, "you push me in a wheelchair."

"Ah?" Joe was surprised.

"As I said, I haven't fully recovered."

…………

In half an hour.

Nanming is in a wheelchair, and Qiaomu pushes him out of the gate of the hospital.

Along the way, no one stopped.

The people who were rescued by Nanming left in a low profile without informing anyone. The only remaining subordinates in the ward were still sleeping in ignorance under the effect of sedatives. As for the other Tangmen subordinates in the hospital, they would not pay attention to them

Because they've done it in disguise.

Nanming changed into clean clothes, wrapped in the thick down jacket of the doctor's lounge, and wearing a mask and hat. He was like an ordinary discharged patient, and he was still in a wheelchair, and no one would notice him.

Jomo just changed his coat and put on a hat.

She didn't want to be recognized either.

Because she wanted to see someone off at the airport and leave soon It is also troublesome to let others know that she is close to Mr. K.

"Did you drive here?" Nanming asked.

"Take a taxi." Jomo lowered his voice and nervously looked around. "Whether I'm driving or in their car, won't we all be found?" What does he think?

As Jomo reminded him, he reached out to stop the car.

"It's not easy to take a taxi here." Nanming reminds me.

"But we can only take a taxi now!"

"In fact, it doesn't matter to be found, just get rid of people." Nanming slowly suggested that, sitting in the wheelchair, his energy seemed to recover a lot, "as long as the number is not too many, I can..."

"Shut up

……

A low roar, at last is in exchange for a long time of quiet.

But in fact, Jomo's heart is also worried.

She looks at the sky: it's almost dusk, and soon it's time for Nanming to "wake up". A large number of subordinates will come soon, and the whole hospital will be on strict alert They have to leave before that.

Fortunately, the car was finally stopped.

"Where are you going, gentlemen?" The driver was very enthusiastic and even took the initiative to get out of the car and move the wheelchair. However, seeing Nanming stand up from the wheelchair and take the back seat steadily, the driver was still stunned It's a good recovery. "

"To the airport, thank you."

Jomo laughed, did not dare to say more, quickly jumped into the car.

When the driver stepped on the accelerator, Qiao Mu just looked out of the window: the sun is slanting West, people in Tangmen should begin to concentrate on the hospital.

…………

Nothing to say all the way.

This time is the beginning of the evening peak in a city. The traffic jam on the road is not very serious, but the speed is not fast, basically stop and go all the way. As I watched, the sky darkened little by little.

"Master, how long will it take to get to the airport?" Jomo was worried.As she spoke, she glanced back slightly. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the back seat -

Nanming hung his head, and his whole body was buried in the collar of his down jacket. His head was so low that his face could not be seen. From beginning to end, he didn't say a word, as if he was asleep.

Why isn't he in a hurry?

He knew that Tang BeiYao would come to a city in a few minutes! Once Tang BeiYao comes back

"Twenty minutes to go?" The driver replied, opening the conversation, and began to nag, "if you had left an hour earlier, you would have arrived now! It's not convenient in big cities. It's morning rush hour and evening rush hour... "

Joe nodded absently, reluctantly echoing his words.

But just then

The cell phone rings.

In this Limited car, the clear ringtone of mobile phone is very abrupt. Jomo quickly took out the mobile phone, but when he saw the phone number above, his action fell into a short delay.

It's from Tang BeiYao.

What to do?

She hesitated to bite her lower lip, hesitant to know how to pick it up because of her guilty heart and all kinds of other emotions.

"Girl, why don't you answer the phone?" The driver laughed, "it's OK, you pick it up first! We'll talk later. It's ok... " He repeatedly urged, misunderstood Jomo's meaning.

"Er..."

In this case, it's hard to ride a tiger.

The screen of the mobile phone is flashing, the mobile phone is still ringing; the people in the back seat are still silent, still "sleeping"

Jomo gritted his teeth and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?" She licked the dry lips and whispered, "Tang BeiYao."

Hearing her voice, Tang BeiYao on the other end of the phone seemed relieved.

"Where are you?" He asked in a deep voice.

"I I'm... " Joe Mu hesitated, kowtowed for a few seconds, whispered out an answer, "in the car."

But obviously, Tang BeiYao is not so easy to fool -

"in the car?" He repeated suspiciously, and then simply to the point, "I know about the hospital. Where are you?" He tried to suppress the urgency in his voice, but his worry was hard to hide.

"Well I... " She can't say, she took the initiative to send Mr. K to the airport?

There is a comatose subordinate lying in the hospital, and other people have been shot. If she says so, the rest is hard to explain.

She is about to say, give her half an hour, she will explain, but don't want to hand suddenly empty.

The person who was still "sleeping" suddenly reached out and robbed her cell phone

"She's in my hands."