Xiangjiang City, the 12th floor of Building 5 of Shangyuan Apartment, this is Xia Shiyu’s new home.
Because the headquarters of Futureman Technology moved to Xiangjiang, she, the CEO, naturally followed after handling the company's relocation. For her, who is a renter, moving is an easy task.
It's eight o'clock in the evening.
As usual, Xia Shiyu was sitting on the sofa watching TV, but her expression looked a little uncomfortable. Normally, she doesn't like to wear a lot of clothes when she's single at home.
However, at this moment, she was unusually wearing a shirt and jeans that were in the way.
If you want to ask why, it is naturally because there is more than one person in her family now.
For the sake of Xia Shiyu's safety, Jiang Chen sent Aisha to her side as a bodyguard.
Xia Shiyu's mood was very complicated for the girl Ayesha.
That night, Aisha suddenly kissed Jiang Chen, and her mind went blank.
anger? She couldn't say, because he was not her boyfriend, and she had no motivation to be angry either emotionally or rationally. panic? Maybe a little. envy? Jealous? Maybe both.
She knew that he was excellent, and an excellent man would never lack suitors. It's just that she, who is insensitive to feelings, has been escaping and leaving the feelings in her heart to tomorrow.
However, she could not hate Ayesha, her "love rival".
After all, she saved her life and was injured by her.
It is precisely because of the above factors that her mood is extremely complicated when facing this "cohabitant".
But looking at Aisha, the expression on her face was very natural.
Because the air conditioning and heating were sufficient, she was wearing a thin white shirt at the moment, swaying a pair of well-shaped legs, and jogging on the treadmill.
Speaking of which, does she not mind my existence at all
The TV screen gradually became blurry, and Xia Shiyu began to have random thoughts.
To her, I should also be her love rival. If she hadn't come to my rescue then. Or if you deliberately spend a few minutes at night...
Still maintaining an expressionless expression, Xia Shiyu shivered unnaturally.
"Are you cold?" Ayesha looked over.
"No, no." Startled by the sudden conversation, Xia Shiyu responded hastily.
Ayesha nodded. Averted his eyes.
There was no more conversation between the two.
Perhaps this is what it feels like for two boring gourds to live together. Aisha would only talk a little more when she was alone with Jiang Chen. Xia Shiyu only communicates when she is working.
I don't know what's going on with Jiang Chen... Staring at the TV screen with blank eyes, Xia Shiyu muttered in her heart.
... ...
Accompanied by beautiful women. Jiang Chen spent the past two days very comfortably.
Although Liu Yao is not a suitable girl to marry, she is impeccable as a lover.
Of course, even though he was having a great time, he didn't forget the business. While taking Liu Yao to visit New Zealand, he was still waiting for someone.
If nothing else happens, that person should have arrived in New Zealand and contact will be made soon.
Returning to the hotel from the beach, Jiang Chen, who had been flirted with by Liu Yao all day long, couldn't wait to throw the door behind him. Liu Yao also couldn't wait to move forward and kissed her... .
From nine o'clock in the evening until early morning. Jiang Chen just let go of Liu Yao who was "begging for mercy" and then fell asleep with her in his arms.
The next morning, Jiang Chen woke up from his sleep.
Glancing at Liu Yao who was sleeping beside him, he didn't wake her up immediately, but got out of bed quietly.
After all, she is just an ordinary person, and she is definitely incomparable to Jiang Chen, a "superman" who has been injected with genetic medicine.
After a simple wash, Jiang Chen took out his mobile phone and checked his email as usual. When he saw the unread email in his inbox, a smile appeared on his face.
"Is it finally here?"
... ...
Old John's Coffee House on the corner of Auckland.
The old wooden decoration gives this place a unique sense of history. But a heavy sense of history obviously cannot bring good business. Compared to the Starbucks on the street, this place can be described as empty.
But it was precisely because of this tranquility that Jiang Chen chose this place to meet.
The waiter at the front desk should be an international student studying at a nearby university, and his appearance can only be described as average. But the sound is sweet. She was not too surprised to see Jiang Chen, a compatriot. There are many Chinese in Auckland, including immigrants and tourists.
After ordering two mochas from the working Chinese girl, Jiang Chen walked to the deepest part of the coffee house and sat down, then played on his mobile phone to pass the time.
Soon. A man wearing a T-shirt sat in front of him.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting." The man sitting opposite Jiang Chen said in an apologetic tone.
"It's okay, it's actually not easy for you guys." After putting away his phone, Jiang Chen raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, looking him up and down, "Overseas Chinese?"
"Well, Zhang Yaping, I am meeting with you on behalf of the Pannu Islands Civil Liberties Party." Zhang Yaping nodded and stretched out his right hand.
The indigenous people of the Pannu Islands only account for a small part. The rest of the population is basically composed of European immigrants who first arrived and later Asian immigrants. Naturally, there are also many overseas Chinese. Considering Jiang Chen's identity, the Liberal Party decided after a meeting that it would be better to send Zhang Yaping, a Chinese member of the organization, to contact Jiang Chen.
"Jiang Chen, although you should know my name." After shaking hands, Jiang Chen smiled.
The Civil Liberties Party is currently the largest opposition party in the Pannu Islands. However, despite being the largest opposition group, their situation is actually not much better. One of the main reasons for the poor situation is lack of money.
Pannu is poor, has no nearby oil and is far from hotspots. The economy is relatively closed, the infrastructure is backward, and development costs are too high. These series of reasons have caused this little guy who clearly has a vote in the United Nations to be relegated to the shadow of the international community.
No one is interested in it at all. Even though the Liberal Party is ideologically more pro-Western than the Syrian opposition, the United States obviously does not show enough interest in this "poor little guy."
Only when it is in line with the national interests of the United States will they use "righteous words" to interfere in other countries' internal affairs. This can be seen from its double standards in Syria and Ukraine.
Nodding, Zhang Yaping looked at Jiang Chen seriously.
"I heard that Mr. Jiang sympathizes with our cause, right?"
"Yes, I think any form of dictatorship is abhorrent. Whether it is a presidential dictatorship, a corporate dictatorship, or a collusion between the two." Jiang Chen farted righteously.
He is the last person to say this. He is a dictator in the Sixth District.
Zhang Yaping was naturally overjoyed when he heard Jiang Chen's statement.
If there is the support of such an entrepreneur, their career will undoubtedly be much easier to succeed.
"Then, Mr. Jiang, are you willing to support our cause?"
"Support?" Jiang Chen playfully picked up the coffee and took a sip.
"Of course, this is not free. After our business is successful, we will provide you with sufficient benefits." Zhang Yaping hurriedly added. (.)