Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Isn't this what he did regardless of his life? Some young people today feel the same as they did back then.

His attitude was not as hard as before, and he was a lot more relaxed: "We still don't know under what name the FBI took Zhou Xuxing away."

Qiao Nian put his hands on his knees: "No matter what reason they use to take away our people, we will fight them to the end."

Ye Maoshan was silent for a moment, as if thinking about the feasibility of Qiao Nianti's words.

Qiao Nian's casual tone continued: "They caused a car accident and took away our people. They have already broken up with us. The world's attention is focused on us, everyone is watching our reaction. If we don't give If we fight back forcefully, those people will think that we are easy to bully. At that time, not only the FBI will dare to take away our scientists, but even the cats and dogs on the roadside will dare to bite us. Their bites may not be painful, but they are annoying enough. "

Ye Wangchuan Qingyue's voice cut in: "I also agree with this."

It was not convenient for Liang Conglin to express his opinion, but the slight tremor in his eyes showed his position. He agreed with Qiao Nian's statement.

Countries are like people.

If one party is too weak, other 'people' will think you are easy to bully, and further everyone will bully you and take advantage of you.

Therefore, appropriate gentle measures are based on human tolerance and self-cultivation, but occasional thunderous measures are also necessary to deter people with bad intentions.

Ye Maoshan said after a long while: "I can't make the decision by myself. I will mention it to them later."

"Yes." Qiao Nian lowered her eyes and concentrated on eating breakfast, and did not bring up the topic again.

Wait until breakfast is finished.

Liang Conglin stood up and made an excuse to leave first.

Ye Maoshan received the call and went out for a meeting.

In a blink of an eye, only Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan were left in the old house.

The old housekeeper left with Ye Maoshan, and no one made tea or cut fruit for them.

The man picked up the coat at hand, stood up and said to the girl who was still sitting there: "You came by car? Come on, I will take you back."

After Qiao Nian replied the message, he stood up.

Ye Wangchuan lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you going to Master Cheng's place or going back to Rhine?"

Qiao Nian put away her cell phone and raised her eyelids. A pair of clear eyes under the thin folds met his eyes, expressing emotions.

"I'm going to visit the funeral home."

*

Two hours later.

The two arrived at a funeral parlor in the suburbs of Beijing.

Outside the funeral home, reporters and media gathered to watch, but they were blocked by guards and blocked.

Ye Wangchuan called in advance before coming.

Their car drove through the crowd and went inside.

Reporters outside happened to take pictures of this scene, and some reporters reluctantly questioned the security personnel maintaining order.

"Why can they go in but we can't?"

"That's right, why can others go in?"

Some reporters from major media outlets knew the license plate, so they quickly grabbed the troublemaker and warned them in a low voice.

"What are you doing? I'm going to kill you! Didn't you see what the license plate is on that car? 88888, who do you think it is? There is only one person in Beijing who uses this license plate. Don't make trouble here. If you make trouble again, we will be punished. Enter the situation."

He did not forget to turn around and say to others: "Other people who took photos of the car should be more conscious of themselves. They should be deleted because they are stupid. Don't post them and cause trouble to everyone!"

Someone muttered: "Who is it?"

A name floated in the air.

"The one from the Ye family."

"Master Ye."

"Stop asking." (End of chapter)