Ailin Wo said: "Also... I don't want the Mu family to come to my house and ask for an explanation because of your matter again! I can't explain it. If it happens next time, you go and explain it to Mr. Mu yourself!"
Elena opened her mouth, only to hear a cold beep from the other end of the phone, and the call had been hung up.
Before she could catch her breath, Steven, who was watching the live news, called again...
Elena didn't pick up the phone immediately this time.
The bodyguard saw her standing there with her cell phone ringing non-stop, and the media inside were about to come out, so he had to take a step forward to remind her.
"Miss, your phone number."
Elena didn't respond or move.
The bodyguard called her again.
"Miss?"
"!"
She was suddenly brought back to reality and looked down. The call was automatically hung up because she hadn't answered it for a long time, and the vibrating phone fell silent.
But the next second a new number called.
She looked grim, bent down and got into the car, and said to the bodyguard outside with a grim face: "Get in the car, we're going somewhere."
She didn't expect Qiao Nian to persuade the IPA people to search hl.
There are indeed some things in the company that have not been moved yet. The IPA people should be able to find something as long as they can produce a search warrant.
However, what Elena cared about most at the moment was not those things, but another part of top-secret documents that she had hidden privately.
That was something she must not be caught with.
She had to transfer the secret as soon as possible before anyone found out.
If it weren't for the unexpected incident today, Elena would never have touched that batch of things... Now, she couldn't care less.
"yes."
The bodyguards quickly evacuated according to her orders.
Elena's car led the way, followed closely by the two bodyguards' cars. No one noticed that there was a car parked quietly in the corner opposite their road, like a hunter lying dormant on the roadside. After they left, the car started up and turned on its lights.
Gu San estimated the best distance with his eyes, turned the reverse disk with one hand and followed steadily.
…
In the car.
The two people who were supposed to leave early were sitting in the back row.
Ye Wangchuan's long legs were crossed, and the lines of his legs were smooth and powerful under his trousers, and the bulging muscles on his lower abdomen were narrow, thin and powerful.
After he answered the phone call, he glanced sideways and saw the girl playing games nearby. She had just dealt with a sneak attack from an enemy with great efficiency.
"left."
"Well."
Qiao Nian also saw that there was a man hiding in the bushes on the left who was about to snipe her. She took advantage of the man's failure to react and slid over, put her pistol to the man's head and shot him dead with one shot.
After the opponent turned into a wisp of green smoke, a row of golden characters appeared above the head of the character she was controlling - Chicken Dinner Success!
She ignored the team application that popped up, and with her fair fingertips she crossed out the page and exited the game, then looked up at the man who had finished the call.
"Did you finish the fight?"
"Um."
Ye Wangchuan helped her take the phone and plugged it into the charger and then returned it, then took out a bottle of ice cola from the storage box and handed it to her.
He warned: "Drink less."
Qiao Nian's palm touched the cool bottle, her fluttering black eyelashes drooped, and she raised the corners of her lips in a good mood: "If you don't want me to drink it, prepare it for me."
"Yeah." Ye Wangchuan said as a matter of course: "Because you like it."
Qiao Nian raised the corners of her eyes and glanced at him. Her black eyes reflected the man's handsome eyebrows and eyes, then slid to his Adam's apple before retracting her gaze.
Qiao Nian turned her wrist leisurely, casually opened the pull ring and took a sip of Coke, and said meaningfully: "I like it very much." I just don't know if she was talking about the Coke or the person who prepared the Coke for her.