The President's Sweet Trap

Nan Chunjie is also a regular guest of this bar. In the past, he came occasionally. Later, after Zhao Yalan died, he came almost every day, but whether before or now, he never took any woman out alone except looking for a woman to drink.

Many young ladies classified him as a good man, but now they have to sigh: the crows in the world are generally black! Men in the world are the same!

In the quiet closed box of the bar, Susan took Nan Chunjie to the door of the box and turned away.

Nan Chunjie understood that the purpose of Susan's remark was to lead him to this place. There was someone else who really wanted to see him.

He pushed the door in. The light inside was dim. He could not see clearly. He only vaguely saw a person sitting on the sofa facing the door. He turned to close the door and reached out to press the switch on the wall next to him.

The box suddenly lit up. He looked up and saw that there was indeed a man sitting there. The man looked like he was in his forties and dressed very trendy.

Under the light, his hair was blue and his skin was too white. He was dressed in a white suit with a big red tie. When he saw Nan Chunjie looking at him, he stretched out his tongue and licked his white teeth. How did he look like a Medieval Vampire.

Long legs overlapping, comfortable leaning on the back of the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, tasting it carefully.

He didn't take Nan Chunjie's wanton look at his actions at all, and he had a posture that Ren Jun appreciated.

Neither of them spoke first. Nan Chunjie was really curious about who this person was and what purpose he had to invite him to this place. He didn't calm down and spoke first.

"Who is your excellency? What is the purpose of inviting me here? "

The man smiled, revealing the row of bright teeth and pointed to the sofa: "come and sit!"

Nan Chunjie went over and sat down. The man personally poured him a glass of red wine: "it's really hard to please, er Shao!"

His tone of voice was very casual. It sounded like he was chatting with Nan Chunjie.

Nan Chunjie didn't touch the glass of wine, but looked at the man with vigilance.

When the man saw him looking at himself like this, he patted on the forehead and said with a smile: "look at my memory. I forgot to introduce myself after coming so long."

He put down his glass, covered his lips and coughed gently. Then he said, "I'm an Qiang, the second son of my family. I may not have heard of me, but you should know about my family!"

After listening to the other party's self-report, Nan Chunjie's eyes sank slightly.

His social circle is not narrow. How could he not have heard of an Qiang.

Speaking of their life experiences, the two of them are quite similar. An Qiang is also an illegitimate son of his family. The difference is that an Qiang has long recognized his ancestors and was recognized by his family, and he has not been officially recognized by the south family until now.

However, he knows that his home and Nanjia are antagonists. After fighting with Nanjia openly and secretly for so many years, he always wants to replace Nanjia in the capital. He wants to press Nanjia everywhere. Unless necessary, the two families basically have no contact.

At this moment, an Qiang came out to find him. I'm afraid his purpose is not so simple!

He smiled and removed his vigilance. "President an, I don't know what's the matter with you looking for your little brother so mysteriously?"

"Alas, there's no way!" An Qiang spread his hands and looked helpless: "there is a tail behind Er Shao. Don't be so afraid of extraneous branches!"

Nan Chunjie was slightly surprised. When did this man stare at him? He even knew that someone was following him.

As if he could read his mind, an Qiang smiled and waved his hand: "Hey, brother Nan, don't get me wrong. This bar is my private industry. Of course, I want more snacks! If someone makes trouble in the bar, I can't stand idly by! "

He is very familiar with himself. The title of Nan Chunjie has directly changed from Er Shao to Nan brother.

Nan Chunjie frowned, but did not correct his address. What he wants to find out now is the purpose of an Qiang looking for him.

"President an is right. I'm sorry I'm stupid. I'm just here to drown my worries and have fun. I don't understand what you say has anything to do with me?"

Nanqingchen will let people follow him. The most direct reason is to want to know whether Gu Yiyi was taken away by him. Just follow him quietly. There is no reason to make trouble in the bar!

An Qiang habitually trimmed his blue hair, took out a recording pen from his pocket and put it in front of Nan Chunjie.

"Brother Nan, after you listen to the things in this recorder, you will know whether what I said has anything to do with you!"

He made a gesture of invitation and motioned Nan Chunjie to open it himself.

Nan Chunjie doubtfully picked up the recorder and pressed the open key above.

For more than ten seconds, there was no sound from the recording pen. Nan Chunjie looked up at an Qiang suspiciously and asked him with his eyes.

Anqiang nodded and asked him to continue listening.

"Bang", a sound suspected to be the sound of opening and closing the door came out of the recording pen, followed by a series of footsteps. Nan Chunjie carefully distinguished it. It was not just one person.

"How's it going?"

Soon, a man's voice came out of the recorder, which Nan Chunjie was familiar with no longer. It was Nan Qingchen.

"Please rest assured that everyone has been found and everything that should be arranged has been arranged. When you give an order, things can go on!"

Immediately after, a second person's voice sounded. The voice was very strange. Nan Chunjie went through it in his mind and confirmed that he didn't know the person's voice.

"Well, this time, make sure everything is safe. We must let that woman die without a burial place!"

Hearing this, Nan Chunjie's heart could not help shaking. He stared at the recording pen as if he wanted to see something from it.

"Excuse me, my subordinates. What deep hatred do you have with that woman and you have to kill her?" The strange voice asked again.

"Oh, that woman forced my mother to death and robbed my father, making me like an orphan no one wants. How big do you think it is?"

"So it is. My subordinates understand!"

"Go!"

The recording ends here. Nan Chunjie holds his fists tightly on his legs. It can be seen that he is desperately suppressing his emotions.

"Mr. an, where did you get this recording?" He tried to raise his questions in a calm tone.