Good Morning, Mr. President!

Through the smooth mirror of the elevator, the man behind him can be clearly seen with the afterglow.

He was talking on the phone at the moment, his expression was serious and cold, and he was almost speechless, only listening to the phone. Occasionally, "um" comes out of the nasal cavity, and the tone is cold. Even the air in the elevator seemed to be cold.

Today, he is different from ordinary. Wearing a beige sportswear, full of energy.

Jing Yu retracted his gaze before he hung up.

"Is something brought?" He said first.

Jing Yu looked back suspiciously, "Speak to me?"

He looked at her quietly, without words. The answer is uncritical. Jing Yu didn't understand, "What is it?"

"Tie clips."

Jing Yu suddenly realized. That's what he wanted to tell himself.

"I usually don't take it with me."

Yu Zeyao nodded, "I'll take you back, and get a tie clip by the way."

Jingyu heard the first sentence, and just wanted to decline, and then heard the second sentence, and changed his mouth, "You should be very busy, I'll be free to send to my wife someday. You can rest assured that I will not lose it here it."

He should have no shortage of tie clips. But she didn't want to go too close to him.

Who would have thought Yu Zeyao faintly replied: "Not busy now."

"..."

What else can I say?

Jing Yu was taken directly to the underground garage. Sure enough, as Jin Nian said, the Lagunda parked there was an exclusive position, which was particularly conspicuous. The men passing by the car would stop and look at the car, or whistle to praise the handsome.

Jing Yu followed him into the car, in order to show his consistent attitude, sitting far away from him.

Yu Zeyao didn't care much, turning over the documents in the car. After a while, it seemed that the atmosphere was too stuffy, and he said, "How are you thinking?"

Jing Yu did not expect that he had not given up. Should not be so. What kind of woman do you want for an identity like him and such a status? She thought she had nothing special to keep him in mind for so long. Moreover, after he and himself said such words that day, she didn't think about what opportunity she used to make this man so interested in herself.

"I didn't think about it." She looked out of the car window, her face still quietly: "I was all a joke of Mr. Yu."

"Really?" Yu Zeyao raised his head from the file at the moment, two words, smiling. Jing Yu also instinctively turned back to look at him. When he bumped into him, he didn't have a deep gaze, which made her stunned. The look was like a falcon on the grassland to capture prey. It seemed to be inevitable, and it was well-informed.

And she was like that prey.

"Mr. Yu, someone is following us!"

Just then, Cheng En, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, suddenly turned his face. His face was colder and tighter than ever, making Jing Yu's expression a little tighter.

She looked subconsciously at Yu Zeyao. By contrast, Yu Zeyao was very calm, and it seemed that such things had become commonplace. He just raised his eyes and glanced behind his eyes from the rearview mirror. "Changing the route and throwing them away."

"Yes."

Cheng En should say.

Throttle at the foot, the car rushed forward. Unexpectedly, after a strong feeling of pushing back, Jing Yu was thrown out by the huge inertia, Yu Zeyao reached out his hand and hugged her around her waist.

She removed his hand, he leaned over, Jing Yu backed down, and stared at her alertly.

Yu Zeyao looked at her solemnly, dropping her hand on the seat belt, "fasten the seat belt. It is difficult to guarantee that there will be no danger for a while."

Jingyu ‘oh’ said, “I ’ll do it myself.”

She looked at him again when she fastened her seat belt. Although he was calm, his face was tight. Jing Yu couldn't help asking: "... what kind of danger would you be talking about?"

Yu Zeyao returned seriously, "life is in danger."

Jing Yu can tell from his complexion that he doesn't seem to be joking.

"Afraid?"

Jing Yu didn't answer immediately, just dragged his seat belt and looked back. There are several cars following, and those people are like professional racers. No matter how many cars they drive, they are chasing after them. Even if you move away a short distance, you will soon follow up and bite tightly. And it's menacing, like it's lifeless.

The number of cars speeding on the road like this has long caused panic in the streets, and the cars next to them were evacuated several hundred meters away.

"I'm not afraid now." Jing Yu looked back at him, "I just regret it."

"Regret getting in my car?"

"If I lost my life for a tie clip, would you say I'm not injustice?" She's riding a tiger now, not to mention stopping to get her out of the car, just pressing the brake lightly won't work.

Yu Zeyao's eyes were so deep that he stared at her, "I will protect your life and I will not lose it."

Every word is solemn and powerful, like a promise.

Jing Yu's heart swayed a little, and waves of waves came up. She thought she was kind of ridiculous. Why did she feel like she was promised?

The tender lips fluttered, and as soon as I wanted to say something, I heard a sudden low drink in front. Cheng En said: "Sir, there is an ambush in front! But this is a road we randomly choose, how can they know that we are here?"

Yu Zeyao frowned. Cheng En suddenly had a gun in his hand. The muzzle was facing the driver's temple. After all, the driver who has been with Yu Zeyao has seen the world. Even when facing the muzzle, he always stays in the same position.

"Are you collusion with them?"

The driver responded calmly, "Sir, you should understand my determination to follow you, and I will never betray you."

Yu Zeyao groaned only a little, then said, "Put down the gun. Find the tracker on the car."

Cheng En retracted his gun and immediately flipped inside.

Jing Yu sat next to him, not talking for a long time, staring at the dark gun, his complexion was not as easy as he had just been.

Yu Zeyao turned his face and looked at her. His eyes were much more relaxed than before, and he was "scared now?"

Jing Yu seemed to be back to this, and Nana nodded his head, looked at him, and asked, "What on earth do you ...?"

Originally, she thought he might offend someone in business, so she had to make such a big appearance every time she traveled. But now it seems that this is not the case. How can a business person take a gun without moving it?

Jing Yu guessed, "Are you ... ****? Trafficking drug, selling military fire? Or smuggling?"

Everything made her, as a legitimate citizen, startled.

It was such a dangerous occasion, everyone was in danger, but Yu Zeyao was now laughing at her, "You have a good imagination."

"Bang--" There was a loud noise, and the rear of the car was hit heavily.