Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Yijue sat on a chair and put the cup aside.

"Take me to the film and television city? My mother is there." Xiao Yijue said.

He also looked up at the clock. It was just past nine o'clock in the evening. Maybe he could catch a midnight snack there. Thinking of this, he felt a little hungry.

I don't know if Mo Shuannan has made any money and passed the test?

"Okay." The police naturally did not dare to neglect it.

After a while, the person in charge came over. He drove the car himself and sent Xiao Yijue to the film and television city, but saw that no one came to greet him, as if there was no child missing at home.

"Thank you, I can go in by myself." Xiao Yijue said, and he stood there and bowed.

The person in charge saw that it was too late to see him off.

Film and television city, in the dormitory.

"Master, don't you worry about the young master?" Han Changqing asked nervously.

When Xiao Yijue encountered something, the bodyguards they arranged in the dark saw it and just called back to ask for instructions, but Xiao Mohan was not in a hurry at all.

"He can handle it." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice. Xiao Yijue was brought up by him and Xiao Ran, so his skills are naturally not bad. Besides, since he was trained, why would he protect him in everything? These two people are not very useful at first glance. If Xiao Yijue can't solve them, then no matter how much money he makes tonight, it will be unqualified.

Mo Shuannan's father is a soldier, and he has high courage and IQ, and his Xiao Yijue is not bad either. Since Mo Shuannan can do it beautifully, if his son can't do it...

"Yes." Han Changqing responded, but he was still very worried.

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Xiao Yijue also promised to give the two a sum of money, either tens of millions or hundreds of millions, and Han Changqing's mouth twitched.

"Hey, I'm going to smoke a cigarette." Han Changqing said.

He walked outside and lit a cigarette.

The night was hazy, but he was a little anxious.

"Han Changqing? What are you doing here?" Feng Wu rarely came over and was about to find Gu Chuyan, but saw Han Changqing smoking outside.

She walked over and tied the whip around her waist handsomely.

The beautiful whip, tied with her belt, highlights her slender waist.

"I'm thinking about something bothering me." Han Changqing said

After they got married, they had a better understanding of each other.

He put his hand on her shoulder and asked in a depressed tone: "Feng Wu, do you think Xiao Yijue can handle this?"

Hearing what he said, Feng Wu looked at him coldly and said: "It's just such a small matter, do you think he can't handle it? You underestimate the descendants of the Xiao family too much."

Everyone can see how smart Xiao Yijue is.

"Maybe I worry too much." Han Changqing said.

While smoking, he didn't have time to look at his phone. When he turned around, he saw Xiao Yijue coming back. He walked very fast and didn't look like he had been threatened at all.

"Uncle Changqing, Aunt Wu." Xiao Yijue came forward to say hello and pushed the door open.

Han Changqing took a puff of cigarette and threw away the cigarette butt.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that the phone was calling, but the phone was silent and he didn't answer it.

"Got it." After listening to the bodyguard's report, Han Changqing rubbed his hands, cleared his throat under Feng Wu's cold gaze, and said: "He sent two people to the police station, and the person in charge personally sent him back." Feng Wu listened, nodded with satisfaction, and left. Looking at her chic figure, Han Changqing immediately pushed the door in. Xiao Yijue stood there, explained the matter, and handed over the money he earned and put it on the coffee table. "Then...Is Mo Shuannan back?" Xiao Yijue asked. He and Mo Shuannan are not enemies. Although he has always been eager to protect his sister, he treats Mo Shuannan like a brother, and naturally does not want the other party to fail.