Metropolis Super Mercenary King

Wang Yuan let him sit on his Hummer and came to the Jinling wharf with a high profile. Soon, there was a key man in suit and leather shoes carrying a leather bag. When he entered his Hummer, his suitcase suddenly slipped down, and the man seemed to be unaware of it and walked very fast.

Almost instantaneously, Wang Yuan's driver and bodyguard opened the car door and grabbed the bag into the Hummer. After a while, the Hummer drove away quickly.

But soon, the man in suit and leather shoes dug out a quite huge suitcase from a garbage can, and then walked out of the dock with a relaxed and freehand face.

Suddenly someone saw the middle-aged man and said, "boss Wen, you are going to go far away with your suitcase?"

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "yes, I want to go out for a few days to relax."

The greeting man said with a bitter smile: "boss Wen, you want to open up a little. Now all the people on the wharf are serving Fang Hao and Huang Tianba. They can't accept it. They are strong and strong, and they wear regular uniforms. They also have guns. Look out, boss Wen."

The middle-aged man's eyes are a little gloomy, but his face is with a smile that doesn't care: "I look open, you think I don't agree with brother Hao, then you're wrong, I'm very convinced, brother Hao didn't dock me, I'm grateful, it's too late, how can star pure resentment, I'm gone."

"It's best to think that way." The man laughed and said nothing more.

Then, the middle-aged man's face was gloomy, thinking of the boss of the dock recently, the infatuated Fang Hao, the middle-aged man hated the teeth itching, not resentment, is it possible? The manager of a large area, with a monthly income of several million yuan, was knocked down by others. He looked strange!

Ferociously carrying the suitcase, he got into his car and quickly started the car to get rid of the dust.

These people did not see, a small train drove out, on the car, a cold looking man made a phone call: "team leader, yes, I have already photographed it, will you send it to you immediately? OK, I'll send you the information in a moment

Soon, the small train stopped on the street. The driver quickly fiddled with his mobile phone. There were many pictures on it. It was just the Hummer and the middle-aged man in suit and leather shoes. How did he drop a bag next to the Hummer, and how did he find a suitcase from the garbage can.

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In M country, a skyscraper is a company on every floor, but it is not here. The skyscraper can accommodate many companies, but the skyscraper belongs to only one company.

This is a world-famous international investment company, also known as the international consortium, called GLH international investment company.

It is said that the company is so rich that it can buy a country. No one knows how much money it has. However, those who know it think that this company can become the best in the world.

This company is mainly engaged in financial business, covering the world, and the most common is its banks. It has set up overseas banks in many countries. Because of its high reputation, its business outlets are all over the world.

At the moment, the top floor of the company's investment is only one and a half of the company's top floor.

In one of the luxurious offices, a woman like an iceberg beauty is standing by the French window, Yao Yao is looking at the East.

And behind her, about ten meters away, the only door of the office has been locked. Inside and outside the office, there are two cool looking strong men, two oriental faces and two western white faces.

The only thing in common is that no matter Oriental or westerner, they are all cold faced and extremely strong. At first glance, they are thugs or bodyguards who are beyond the standard line.

At this time, a middle-aged woman walked slowly. The two white men outside bowed deeply to the middle-aged woman and called out, "president!"

One quickly opened the door of the office, the door of the two oriental faces of the strong men also the same to the middle-aged woman bow salute, a chorus of Shouts.

It's hard to imagine that this middle-aged Oriental woman who looks charming and weak is actually the CEO of GLH, an international consortium.

The iceberg beauty standing in the French window, looking at the East all the time, actually heard the voice from more than ten meters behind her, but she didn't have the slightest intention of turning back, and her face was even more frosty.

The middle-aged woman seemed to be used to the indifference of the iceberg beauty. She walked up to the iceberg beauty and looked at the East as far as she did. Soon, she said indifferently: "you have considered for so long, should you give mother an answer?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." The iceberg beauty said coldly that she did not seem to see the woman in front of her as her mother. Of course, if it is announced that GLH CEO has a daughter, I am afraid that this iceberg beauty will immediately become a global figure.

The middle-aged woman frowned slightly, and her voice was a little cold: "it has been several months, you still haven't considered it well, and my mother's patience is limited.""Mom, your patience was gone months ago. Don't think I don't know. You've got someone to deal with him." Iceberg beauty looks cold.

"Now that you know it, I will not hide it from you. I do find someone to kill him, but my mother just used a very simple method. If you haven't considered it well, or whether you have decided on my arrangement for you, the mother can only do nothing for her daughter's happiness!" The middle-aged woman's face was colder than before, and a trace of murder flashed in her eyes.

The iceberg beauty was silent for a long time, but the middle-aged woman stood beside her for a long time. Finally, the iceberg beauty turned her head slightly and looked at the man who claimed to be her mother. Her eyes twinkled with anger. As a result, the sparks of anger just beat a few times and could not break out.

At the moment, iceberg beauty sighed: "how do you know, he is not my happiness!"

"Because he doesn't deserve it!" The middle-aged woman said it coldly and decisively.

"I promise you, but I'll give him a call and I don't care what you do afterwards."

"Do you want to tell him?" The middle-aged woman frowned.

"Ha ha, you are next to me. How can I tell the news? Besides, I don't need to tell the news at all." Iceberg beauty's face suddenly shines with a touch of self-confidence.

"Well, mom's for you, too." The middle-aged woman nodded slightly, then took out a mobile phone from her body and handed it to her daughter.

Iceberg beauty looked at the familiar mobile phone, and the familiar numbers in the mobile phone. After a short absence of consciousness, she directly pressed a string of Arabic numbers which had been deeply engraved in her heart. In a moment, she also remembered the guy who made her sometimes hate, some miss, some hate but also reluctant to give up.

The voice of calling has come from the phone!