In Myron's heart, the God of Wealth is Yyds, and she feels that nothing is too difficult for her.
So he was pretty shocked.
Huo Yao didn't have the slightest intention to answer the chatter behind him, and tapped on the computer keyboard with his slender fingers from time to time.
The plane has now entered the national border, and the original ten-hour flight has been shortened to five hours, and it will be able to enter City C in half an hour.
And up to now, the flight that Professor Min and the others took has not been photographed in the satellite records flying to City C.
It wasn't because the signal frequency couldn't be found, but the plane didn't seem to be flying to City C at all.
Huo Yao's eyes were dark, she didn't think her guess was wrong.
But there is no trace of the plane, which is really incredible.
Glancing at the time, Huo Yao didn't stop staring at the satellite signal. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, rubbed his temples with his fingers, and gradually relaxed his highly concentrated nerves.
Seeing this, Myron tactfully stopped talking.
Half an hour later, the plane landed in City C.
Huo Yao's mobile phone also recovered the connection signal, and several WeChat messages popped up at once.
They are all from Zhuo Yun.
After reading the message, she called Zhuo Yun directly.
Zhuo Yun and his group arrived in City C an hour ago. After landing, they sent a message to Huo Yao and called Huo Yao. At this time, they finally got in touch, and their voice was anxious, "Miss Huo, your call is finally connected. …”
Huo Yao hummed lightly as he got off the plane, without saying anything else, he asked directly, "Where are you now?"
Zhuo Yun was stunned for a moment, but subconsciously reported his location.
Huo Yao nodded, as if he was familiar with City C, "Okay, I'll come over in half an hour."
"Could it be that you also... returned to City C?" Zhuo Yun's eyes widened, no wonder why he couldn't get in touch before.
"En." Huo Yao responded lightly.
Zhuo Yun heard the words, but didn't say any more nonsense, "waiting for you."
Huo Yao hung up the phone.
She put away her mobile phone, thought for a while, then turned her head and looked at Myron who got off the plane with her behind, "Thank you."
Myron stopped walking, and when he met the eyes of the God of Wealth, he understood the meaning of her "thank you" almost instantly, and the corners of his lips twitched, "No, I will throw it away if I don't take it with you. "
There were several subordinates following behind him, and they all stopped at this time.
Myron coughed and added in a low voice: "I want to save face too!"
"Which is more valuable, face or life?" Huo Yao asked with a half-smile.
"God of Wealth."
Myron still had a smile on his face, as if he was joking, but there was a hint of seriousness in his voice.
Huo Yaojing looked at him for a few seconds, and finally said nothing, turned around and walked out of the tarmac.
This is the special liaison office of Yunzhijing in City C, and there is already a car parked there not far away.
Soon, the two got into the car.
Half an hour later, Huo Yao met Zhuo Yun and the others, and the address was at the official garrison building in City C.
"Brother Yu is waiting for you up there."
Zhuo Yun had met Myron before and knew his identity, so he greeted him very politely.
With the presence of outsiders, Myron's face had already returned to a cold expression. He nodded and just followed behind Huo Yao.
However, when he entered the official territory, he felt emotional in his heart, God of Wealth's thigh is really good at hugging.
Although Cloud Realm covers a wide range of fields and is a website where everything can be traded, it doesn't have that much relationship with the official.
Coming out this time, maybe I can take the opportunity to expand my business or something.
(end of this chapter)