Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

Liancheng Yazhi glared at him coldly. Secretary Zhou's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he quickly thought of the fastest possibility.

Damn it, Master Ya is probably going to...

God, Master Ya, don’t think too hard! You are disrupting social order by doing this. [Rongyan (cold eyes): Have you disrupted enough order by joining forces?]

"Master Ya, look... think about it for a moment, the impact of this will be bad!"

Liancheng Yazhi stood up and approached Secretary Zhou step by step: "Think about it? I hope you bunch of losers will go to Mars long ago."

Secretary Zhou was forced back step by step by Liancheng Yazhi, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ya Shao's mouth: "It's not a good influence? Tell me why it's not a good influence? Where is it a bad influence? I'll see who dares to say it."

When Liancheng Yazhi said the last word, he had a smile on his face that scared Secretary Zhou so much that he almost peed his pants. That smile was like a Shura reappearance. Secretary Zhou didn't even think about it and said quickly: "Yes, it's not bad if it doesn't affect you.

Mr. Ya...what you did is right, and everyone agrees with it. You...wait a moment, I will prepare it right away."

Secretary Zhou ran out of the room as if he was running for his life. After running out, he didn't even dare to take a breath, so he came to the operation room and said to everyone sitting in front of the machine: "Listen, stop what you are doing, right away.

Notify all TV stations, radio stations, and all outdoor LED electronic screens..."

Secretary Zhou took a deep breath and added the most crucial suffix: "We Young Master Ya need to use it!"

…

Ever since she received the phone call from that person, Rong Yan had not fallen asleep again, and the sky outside was getting darker a little bit.

Rong Yan turned on the light and the room was suddenly illuminated.

She walked to the refrigerator and opened it. There were fruit milk and some frozen food inside.

With a calm face, he picked up a pack of quick-frozen dumplings and went to the kitchen. The water quickly boiled, and the dumplings were put in. After a while, the white and plump dumplings came out of the pot.

She didn't look hungry, but she still ate the dumplings carefully.

She knew she had to run away, and only when she was full would she have the strength to run.

Time passed by, and it was already past 9 p.m. Rong Yan began to feel a little uneasy. Nothing would happen tonight.

Another half hour later, the phone suddenly rang again. The sudden ringing made her face tremble. She hurried over and picked up the phone, "Hello..."

"Miss Rong, right? I'm here to take you away. I'm outside the door. Please open the door!"

Rongyan's hand holding the microphone trembled, and she started to feel a little nervous.

The wait was finally here, and she felt a little uneasy, "Okay, wait a minute."

Rongyan put down the phone, walked to the door, hesitated for two or three seconds, and opened the door.

There was a man standing outside. He was alone. He wore blue jeans and an ordinary black down jacket. He looked about thirty years old, with an outstanding appearance and a touch of righteousness between his brows. He was a man who could win people's favor with just one glance.

After entering the door, he said to Rong Yan: "Hello, Miss Rong."

"Hello……"

"I am here to take you out of the Imperial Capital, but before making preparations, you should watch TV first and then make a decision!"

Rong Yan was puzzled, so he turned on the TV in the room across his face.

There was nothing but snowflakes on the TV. Just when her face was confused, a familiar male voice came from the TV, and the blood on her face instantly faded away.