Metropolis: The System Makes Me A Villain

"Clearly, you are really understanding."

Jiang Yichen made a rare joke.

Qi Qingran understood these words, and instantly his cheeks turned red.

"No, just seeing Mr. Jiang you are reconciling Qingxue's relationship with his father, so I've learned the same."

"Yeah." Jiang Yichen nodded, then fell into a long silence.

Jiang Yichen was silent, thinking about what happened tonight.

But Qi Qingran didn't know, but simply thought that Jiang Yichen didn't want to care about himself.

Did you say something wrong that made him unhappy?

Or is it because of what?

After struggling to think for a long time, Qi Qingran's palm sweated and couldn't help but speak.

"The weather today is really good."

Qi Qingran's words brought back Jiang Yichen's thoughts.

He looked at the distance, and casually echoed.

"Well, it's pretty good."

Qi Qingran couldn't catch his words.

In the past, boys took the initiative to lick her.

Now I want to talk to Jiang Yichen, but I don't know how to speak for a while.

Damn it!

When Qi Qingran felt uncomfortable, Mu Qingxue finally walked out.

"I'm finished and I'm going to work."

"Sister Qingran, will you go to work with me?"

Mu Qingxue looked at Qi Qingran with a smile.

This made Qi Qingran relieved and nodded quickly.

"All right."

Staying alone with Jiang Yichen, she really didn't know what to do.

Watching the second daughter leave, Jiang Yichen smiled.

Qi Qingran wanted to lick herself, how could she not see it.

The point is that I don't have so much time to engage in love with children.

Busy!

too busy.

I'm really a positive villain.

Being forced by the pressure of life to keep growing, otherwise the ghost knows what level of luck the next child of luck will be.

The villain is really too difficult.

Shaking his head secretly, Jiang Yichen walked into the villa.

Mu Xiongguo had also eaten breakfast, and was lighting a cigarette for himself.

"How is the situation?"

Jiang Yichen is very concerned about this.

"It's okay, this girl finally had a meal with me."

Mu Xiongguo sighed.

Jiang Yichen smiled and nodded.

"After breakfast, go, Mr. Jiang, we have to hurry back to Kyoto, there are still things to discuss over there."

Mu Xiongguo gestured.

Jiang Yichen nodded and drank the milk.

"Leave now."

Mu Xiongguo took a look, didn't say much, and went straight to Linhai Airport with Jiang Yichen.

"Lao Zhang, give me a two-seater helicopter!"

As soon as Zhang Teng came out, he heard Mu Xiongguo's words.

He glanced at Jiang Yichen, his face slightly broken.

"Your old boy won't drink with me?"

"Hey, go back to Kyoto as soon as possible. Next time your kid comes to Kyoto, I will accompany you to drink until you are full!"

Mu Xiongguo patted Zhang Teng on the shoulder.

This made him nodded.

"I have forgotten that this is the first time this fellow pigeon has me. The plane is right over the hangar. Go and drive by yourself."

"Be careful, and remember to let people come back after opening, this is my few treasures here."

Zhang Teng spoke.

Mu Xiongguo laughed.

"Look at you being stingy, and I'll definitely return it to you."

"You have a lot of fun with good stuff, I don't know the suffering of our grassroots."

Zhang Teng sneered.

But after he glanced at Jiang Yichen, he hesitated to speak.

"Mr. Jiang, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with my body."

Jiang Yichen nodded and smiled.

joke!

My body is stronger than the 18-year-old young guy, you tell me this?

"Go back to your Kyoto, and spare my interest if I don't drink."

Zhang Teng spoke lightly, turned and left.

No one noticed that when he turned around, there were a little tears in his eyes.

My old comrade-in-arms still hasn't changed.

Just sit at a higher position than yourself.

Being scolded by oneself, isn't it the only way to suffer?

Zhang Teng comforts himself.

Jiang Yichen had already boarded the helicopter first.

As a man, who can not love fighters?

I usually see it at the air show, and it's so cool.

But now when I really sat down, I knew the mystery.

Countless screens are arranged in front of the seats, and various information appears.

Dozens of buttons are distributed on both sides, which makes the scalp numb.

It's hard to imagine how fighter pilots can react optimally under extreme conditions.

Mu Xiongguo also climbed up, turning on various buttons and opening his mouth with a smile.

"Dong Jiang, can you trust me?"

He turned his head and smiled.

Jiang Yichen nodded.

"I can still trust Mu Jiang's driving skills."

Of course Jiang Yichen talked about people when he saw people, and talked bad things about him.

Mu Xiongguo was able to take himself on the plane so confidently. He said that his flying skills were not good enough, and Jiang Yichen didn't believe it.

"Mr. Jiang has a good eye."

Mu Xiongguo proudly.

I chatted with Jiang Yichen a few more words. After putting on various protective measures, the plane finally started.

Jiang Yichen only felt a strong inertia, slowly oppressing him.

Fortunately, there was an anti-Dutch suit and a flying helmet. After climbing to a certain height, Mu Xiongguo started supersonic cruise.

"It feels good, Mr. Jiang."

Mu Xiongguo's voice rang in his ears.

When flying at supersonic speed, the speed of sound is slower than the speed of airplane flying, so if there is no wireless headset.

Only Mu Xiongguo could speak and Jiang Yichen listened.

"no problem."

Jiang Yichen looked down at the sea of ​​clouds below, and quickly responded through his headset.

Mu Xiongguo nodded and began to concentrate on controlling the plane.

Said to be attentive, but in fact, he has been chatting with Jiang Yichen.

There was nothing wrong all the way, almost an hour later, Mu Xiongguo began to control the plane to slow down.

Accompanied by the huge vibration of the plane when it landed, the plane finally came to a halt slowly.

Jiang Yichen took off his helmet and exhaled.

Compared to flying in the sky, being down-to-earth always makes people feel more cordial.

Mu Xiongguo also came down.

At the moment, they got in the car and headed towards Kyoto.

"Mr. Jiang, I forgot to tell you before. Those old guys may have some opinions on you."

On the way, Mu Xiongguo suddenly spoke.

Jiang Yichen nodded when he heard the words, not too many surprises.

It is normal for some people in high positions to look down on themselves.

After all, after their own operations in China were exposed to them, for them, this was a speculation and it was not worth mentioning.

Jiang Yichen was too lazy to bother about this.

They can do whatever they want, don't make yourself anxious.

When Jiang Yichen thought so, heated discussions were erupting at a dinner party in Kyoto at this moment.

While waiting for the dinner party, Mu Xiongguo's car had already driven into the city of Kyoto.

Jiang Yichen sat in the co-pilot, chatting with Mu Xiongguo while looking at the scenery.

Before long, his phone rang.

"Good fellow! Little uncle!"

He Xin's excited voice came from the phone.

Jiang Yichen faintly smiled upon hearing this.

"What's wrong."

"You come to Kyoto without telling me, I'm so sad."

He Xin's voice sounded, and it seemed to be sad.

After the Beihai incident last time, He Xin returned to Kyoto.

Just now I was chatting with Mu Qingxue, but I heard the news that Jiang Yichen had come to Kyoto.

After calculating the time should be up, I called directly.

"You still care about me." Jiang Yichen laughed.

He Xin became excited immediately.

"That's not it, little uncle, you are coming to Kyoto this time, would you like to give me a hand?"

Jiang Yichen understood the meaning of He Xin's words.

Let yourself support him as the head of the house.

It seems not impossible.

When you come to Kyoto by yourself, you have to use a wave of thunderous methods.

Lest some people always stare at themselves in the dark, secretly stumbling.

"Yes, I will go to He's house then."

Jiang Yichen spoke lightly.

These words undoubtedly made He Xin extremely excited.

"Okay! Thanks in advance to my uncle, I will definitely prepare good wine for my uncle by then!"

He Xin spoke excitedly, and after a few more words, he hung up the phone.

Take back the phone, Jiang Yichen said.

"General Mu, how far is it?"

"Ten minutes." Mu Xiongguo casually said, "By the way, who were you chatting with just now, Patriarch He?"

"It's not, it's one of his sons."

One of his sons?

Mu Xiongguo was stunned, but Mu Xiongguo didn't ask any more about Jiang Yichen's own affairs.

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