My dear President, Please make a detour

"You!" Wenya glared at him angrily, and then left angrily.

Before leaving, he deliberately slammed the door.

Yin Ming smiled and watched her go out. When her figure completely disappeared, he put away his smile.

"Where's Qin Zijin and the little guy?" Yin Ming called this time. He was his confidant.

"People have been arranged to a safe place by us. Jian Qianyu will never find them," the man said.

"OK, I did a good job this time. When I'm done, I'll give you a reward."

"Xie Yinzong!"

"By the way, President Yin, you asked me to look for young master Yinmo, but we only got the news that he was poor and died outside, but we didn't find his body."

Indian Ming thought for a moment, and then he took a cousin like a waste snack and sneered.

"Forget it, don't worry about him," said Yin Ming. "It's not strange to call him that virtue."

"Put Qin Zijin and the little guy in place. They must not have an accident."

You know, they are the only chips in their hands that can compete with Jian Qianyu.

"I know. I'll be there later and stare at it myself."

"Well, don't waste time. Let's go now."

The man nodded and came out of the ward.

He first came to a remote hotel.

Qin Zhenglong is waiting there.

"Man, I've got it for you. Now you should give me the reward I want." Qin Zhenglong stared at the man and urged, "hurry up, I'll catch the plane tonight."

Qin's family can't keep it completely. Now many creditors are urging him for debt.

If you don't run again, you can't run away at that time!

Qin Zhenglong didn't tell anyone about his plan this time, including Lin Rou, who was pregnant with his child.

No one knows how he got on with Yin Ming. Most of the reason why he came to this desperate situation today is because of the Yin family!

But in the end, the Indian family gave him the chips to escape.

Qin Zhenglong felt like a clown and let people play.

But he can't resist at all.

"Don't worry," the man said with a smile, "we will give you the reward."

"Then don't talk nonsense. Give me the gold I want."

Bank cards and Alipay are two unsafe, only gold is the most real.

"Hehe, there's one more thing to tell you before settlement..."

"What?!" Qin Zhenglong looked at the smiling man in front of him, but he felt a panic for no reason.

"That's gold. I've asked people to exchange gold ingots."

"Those people lost a lot."

"When you go there, I'll burn it all for you. It may be more than the number we agreed this time."

"You, don't come near me!!!" Qin Zhenglong yelled with a red face: "get out! You don't promise!"

"I'm from President Yin." the man said with a smile, "President Yin has always taught me to be smart and wronged some money. If I can't spend it, I won't spend it."

The scream suddenly sounded, and then returned to calm.

In the room, a man with sharp ears and monkey cheeks looked at the greasy man lying in a pool of blood.

The man is breathing heavily. He should still have a breath.

He glanced: "do you want to throw the random burial post?"

"No, take it back to Zhilan."

After solving the things here, the man went to a more secret place leisurely.

"Wuwuwuwu." the crying bag grabbed Qin Zijin's clothes, and his crying face turned red.

Qin Zijin's head was still dizzy. He strongly supported his spirit and coaxed him: "good boy, don't cry."

After calculating the time, Qin Zijin looked around.

This room has good facilities, but after looking around, there is nothing suitable for crying bags.

And the little guy is crying hungry at the moment.

No way, Qin Zijin had to knock at the door: "is there anyone there?!"

After knocking several times, there was a voice outside: "why? Also, let your child stop crying. Is it annoying to cry?"

Qin Zijin pressed his anger: "milk powder, my child is hungry."

The man scolded: "there's so much shit."

But although he complained, he didn't listen to the action on his hand. He took his mobile phone to ask someone to buy it. "

The people above gave orders. Just look at these two in the room.

Don't let them have any mistakes.

If the little guy is really hungry, he can't fall behind.

Soon, the milk powder was sent in.

Because it was not the usual taste of the little guy, the little guy didn't want to drink at first.

Qin Zijin has a headache.

Sure enough, the little guy is too delicate, so he should change it in advance!

It's a good time now. It's still charming.

After coaxing for a while, Qin Zijin fed the milk powder.

After the little guy was full, he rubbed his eyes and fell asleep heartlessly.

Qin Zijin's face was serious.

She observed that there was no escape from the room.

The windows are in high places, and they are dense iron windows.

What should I do?

Qin Zijin frowned and his brain kept running, trying to find a way quickly.

"How are they doing inside?" when those people who were going outside were sleepy, suddenly, they saw their boss coming.

"It's fine inside." the man at the door smiled pleasantly: "by the way, I've sent in a can of milk powder just now."

"Only milk powder was sent in?" the boss's tone was not very good.

"Ah? Yes..."

"That woman doesn't need to eat?" the boss stared at them and said, "they are of great use now. I told you to take good care of them before!"

"....." the doorman looked blankly.

The boss told you to take good care of people before?

Obviously, just tell people not to make mistakes.

"I'm going to let people buy food." the dog leg said, "boss, will you go later?"

"Don't go." the boss found a chair and sat down: "when you go to buy food, remember to bring me one."

"OK, OK."

While talking outside, Qin Zijin has been listening.

The sound insulation of this room is very poor. Qin Zijin can hear the sound outside.

When she was locked up here, her things should have been searched.

Even cell phones don't know where they've been taken.

Qin Zijin looked down at the sleeping crying bag, pursed his lips, and a touch of anxiety crossed his eyes.

It seems that someone wants to take his own crying bag to threaten Jian Qianyu.

no way.

She must run out as soon as possible.

Between the lightning and flint, an idea took shape in her mind.