I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

"Oh? No, no, only very important people can participate." The expression on Xia Shiyu's face appeared to be obviously shaken, and the tone rarely caught in a panic.

"Is that not right?" Jiang Chen smiled.

Wen Yan, Xia Shiyu lowered her head, and the black bangs slightly blocked her eyes.

“I am a person who is important to you?”

"Of course." Jiang Chen replied without thinking.

Future people's technology companies can have today's achievements, and it can be said that Xia Shiyu, who is a ceo, is indispensable. For the company's operation and the handling of unexpected situations, Jiang Chen had almost no experience. All the things were given to Xia Shiyu to work alone.

Black technology is very nb, but if it is not operated by professionals, it is just a black technology, not a banknote.

For Jiang Chen, Xia Shiyu is as important as his left and right hands.

However, for this "important" word, the understanding of the two is obviously a small deviation.

When I heard Jiang Chen’s "Of course," Xia Shiyu’s face was redder.

"Yes, but we haven't been in contact yet. We are not sure whether it is suitable for the other party. If we go directly to the last step, it is still true." Arms hugged on the chest, Xia Shiyu looked to the side, and the index finger slightly trembled around the corner. Even the white neck was covered with blush.

"Wait, wait a minute, how can I not understand?" Jiang Chen hurriedly stopped Xia Shiyu's words, smiled bitterly.

Xia Shiyu snorted and put his arms down.

"Ok?"

"Hey, can you tell me carefully about the conditions for carrying a female guest?"

Sure enough, there was some misunderstanding between the two.

It is okay to bring a female participant to participate in nature. It must be a wife, or at least a fiancee, not even a girlfriend. Although there is no explicit provision, it has almost become an unwritten rule.

After all, if even a girlfriend or simply a lover can bring in, then the venue is not a mess. At the party. Many people can not only have one lover, and some simply change two or three stars in a few days, and the tender model is a girlfriend. If anyone goes to this circle, it is too cheap.

After all, this is just a social gathering. Mainly to facilitate the elites of various industries, can find partners who are helpful to their own career, rather than a party of entertainment and leisure.

Therefore, the invitation to Xia Shiyu seems to be somewhat inappropriate.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't think that meaning." Jiang Chen was sorry to say sorry.

"No, nothing."

Xia Shiyu was relieved.

I don't know if it is his illusion. He always feels that her expression is somewhat lost.

"That, everything is finished, I will go back to the office first." Slightly bent, Xia Shiyu turned and prepared to leave.

Looking at the back of Xia Shiyu, Jiang Chen opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he did not say anything.

After coming out of the office, Xia Shiyu went straight to his office, but when passing the corridor. The blush on his face was seen by several colleagues passing by.

"Hey, Xia always just came out of the chairman's office." Seeing the expression of Su Mengqi's face, her good girlfriend Li Fengying poked her arm and joked.

After the probation period, she has transferred from the front desk to the business department, and she has been assigned to the same department with her good girlfriend. The two are holding documents at the moment and heading for the office.

"Oh, I know." Su Mengqi responded ruthlessly.

"And the face is still very red."

"Well."

"How can you be so boring? You are not curious about what they have done?" Li Fengying’s expression was extremely embarrassing in the ear of Su Mengqi.

"Be careful, I told Xia Zong, deduct your salary." Su Mengqi stretched out his fingers. "Evilly" poked the neck of the girlfriend, and said the voice.

Silently frolicking twice, the two entered the office.

It’s just that Su Mengqi’s smile is bitter.

If the opponent is Xia Zong, she must have no chance of winning.

"Is the information obtained?"

"I have already got it."

Inside the Presidential Suite at the Hilton Hotel. Carmen Rothschild is sitting in a chair, standing in front of him a black man. From the powerful appearance of Kong Kongwu, he should be a soldier, at least not long ago.

Johnson, who served in the French Foreign Corps, obtained French nationality after retiring. Working in a security company, now working for the Rothschild family. It is the bodyguard of Carmen’s trip to China, and he is also his assistant.

"Jiang Chen, born in 1992, is a native of Huaguohucheng. After nine years of compulsory education, he studied at Wanghai University and studied mechanical engineering. After graduation, he worked as a sales clerk in a clothing store. It is a resume engraved in a mold." Holding a stack of documents, Carmen smiled.

10 pages of paper, all sorts of information about Jiang Chen that can be collected.

"After all, the people in this country are all carved out in a mold." Qiangsen grinned and laughed in mockery.

"No, you didn't understand what I meant." Carmen turned the file over and placed it aside. "It's because it's too ordinary, so the truth is doubtful. Let's make a hypothesis, put it in Massachusetts." When the graduates of the Polytechnic University threw them into Iraq, what would his first reaction be?"

"Peeling pants?"

"Yes." Carmen snapped a finger and then clicked on the document. "But this person, he not only did not have urinary pants, but also saved an American from the hands of is. This American is also a Interesting guys, smuggled arms in Ukraine, shipped crude oil in Iran, and finally got a lot of honesty because of being forced to stare at f. But recently they began to feel restless and seemed to be doing things for the Chinese people named Jiang Chen. ""

It is said that Johnson’s face is also a scornful color, showing a serious expression.

"Really. From this point of view, the Chinese people named Jiang Chen should not be a fuel-efficient lamp."

"Do you think that after how long training can reach his level?" Carmen said with a smile.

"Is it a mentality or a gun?"

"Of course it is mentality."

After a moment of indulging, Johnson gave a pertinent answer based on his own experience: "The training camp takes three months, and the battlefield only takes three days."

Carmen nodded, reached for a bottle of red wine, and gracefully poured himself a cup.

"I think that our intelligence may be wrong. At least this experience is probably fake. I am only curious about the organization behind him. What do you want to do? In Ukraine, we have just taken it away. Several veterans were instructors, and now they have built a mercenary base in Niger. Oh, it’s interesting."

"What do you mean by the boss?" Johnson said.

"Keep the status quo, first contact them, in addition, I am very curious about the u disk, where will it be sent?" Gently took a sip of red wine, Carmen's face appeared a smile.

Without a surprise, the briefcase should be sent abroad and taken over by the mysterious technical team.

He left a gps tracking probe built into Jiang Chen's u disk, which will send location information to his computer.

As long as they know the location of the mysterious organization, they are no longer mysterious.

When I heard the boss's words, Qiangsen first glimpsed and immediately laughed.

Carmen made a toast in action at Johnson, then reached out with a happy expression and tapped a few keys on the laptop on the table.

The map comes to the forefront.

Snapped.

The delicate glass of wine fell into pieces on the ground.

Regardless of the red wine on the trousers, Carmen stood up violently, his hands on the table, staring at the screen.

At the moment, his face, the expression of the more than enough, has disappeared.

"How can it be!"

"What happened?" Johnson quickly stepped forward, but when he saw the screen, his face was frozen.

[Signal Loss]

"It was discovered. Oh, it seems to be a small look at him?" Sitting back in the chair, Carmen licked his temple and said with a smile. (To be continued.)