President, Our Egg Is Lost

Cheng Yutang: "..."

Wang Qiang: "..."

The corners of Cheng Yutang's eyes twitched, which was a depressed one, "What are you doing after that car is all right?"

Do you play bumper cars?

"Something!" Ji Xiaoyu said anxiously, "The man in the car was a human trafficker. He just kidnapped a child. I saw it with my own eyes. If you don't chase them, you will run away!"

So that's it... Cheng Yutang couldn't help but smiled, and without hesitation he told Wang Qiang: "Chasing!"

"Yes, Mr. Cheng."

Wang Qiang stepped on the accelerator, and the high-performance luxury car instantly accelerated, chasing after the van that was about to disappear from sight.

So Ji Xiaoyu, who was not yet seated, made the same mistake again, slammed forward to the body under the action of inertia, and almost rolled over from the space of the front seat. Fortunately, Cheng and Tang quickly grabbed him and pressed him by his side. Sit down, "Sit down, don't bump the bag on the forehead again."

"Oh." Ji Xiaoyu then sat down properly.

The two were close to each other, the outer thighs were pressed together, and the body temperature was transmitted to each other through the fabric. Cheng and Tang couldn't help but shake. It has been a month and a half from that night, and the two are still so close for the first time. It's a pity that under such circumstances, it's hard for people to want to do anything.

Ji Xiaoyu didn't notice the president's careful thoughts at all, but just paid close attention to the movement of the van, and urged from time to time: "Brother Wang, drive faster...ah, they turned a corner...Oh, they are overtaking again, and they are almost out of sight... Brother Wang, can't you catch up faster!"

The van obviously found that it was being followed, so it drove out of the city center to the outskirts, turning around on a country asphalt road in disrepair, trying to get rid of the chasing soldiers behind. Wang Qiang's speed has been tepid, and he has been separated from the van by a few hundred meters, and almost missed the target several times.

"You can drive! This trail is bumpy, with rocks everywhere. If you don't get up soon, one will scratch the chassis!" Wang Qiang was very annoyed. If he didn't worry that Cheng Yutang was in the car, he would definitely have to. Greet Ji Xiaoyu's 18th generation ancestor, and then use his fist to teach him the principles of life.

Speaking of lightness, of course the broken van can be driven casually, but in case Mr. Cheng’s car is scratched, should I pay it or you, a stinky kid who stands and talks and is commanding blind Jiebao?

Ji Xiaoyu was not to be outdone: "Okay, I'll drive! I already got my driver's license this morning!"

Wang Qiang: "..."

Cheng Yutang: "..."

Wang Qiang didn't bother to pay attention to him, but he just sneered.

Cheng Yutang was also speechless, and patted the back of Ji Xiaoyu's hand comfortingly, "Don't worry, safety comes first."

Ji Xiaoyu subconsciously grabbed his hand and said anxiously: "How can you not be in a hurry? What if the trafficker hurts the child, or abducts him to another place? How sad the child's parents should be? Sad!"

He hadn't had a father since he was a child, and he didn't have much idea about family affection. It was not until he had a little white egg that he gradually gained a deep understanding of the **** between parent and child. If the little white egg is lost, he must die in a hurry, and the same must be true of parents who are replaced by humans.

On the one hand, Cheng Yutang was secretly delighted at Ji Xiaoyu’s initiative to make intimacy, and squeezed that hand. On the other hand, he was surprised at his eagerness and anxiety about the kidnapping of children. In addition to money and food, he I haven't seen Ji Xiaoyu care about anything so much.

Little things look heartless, but they are actually softer than many insensitive people in society today.

He couldn't help but feel soft, and immediately said to Wang Qiang without any doubt: "Try to drive as fast as possible. It doesn't matter if the car bumps or hurts."

Wang Qiang had to agree and speed up again, but he was not thrown away by the van.

Mr. Cheng mighty! Ji Xiaoyu secretly praised the wise and determined president in his heart, and then realized that his left hand did not know when he was holding Cheng Yutang's right hand, and his heart suddenly jumped. He quickly pulled out his hand and pretended to grasp it. The back of the co-driver's seat.

Cheng Yutang felt regretful and suddenly thought of a question, so he asked Ji Xiaoyu: "Have you called the police?"

Ji Xiaoyu said: "I asked the child's mother to call the police just now, but I didn't see the license plate number of the van at the time. Later I saw that I didn't have a cell phone to call. I forgot about it when you came..."

Cheng Yutang looked incredible, "Why don't you even have a mobile phone? How do you usually contact others?"

Nowadays, let alone mobile phones, beggars will transfer funds through WeChat, okay?

No wonder he has never seen Ji Xiaoyu use a mobile phone in front of him, thinking that little things are different from young people nowadays, and he is not addicted to mobile phones. It turns out that he doesn't have any!

Ji Xiaoyu replied in a vague way: "The mobile phone is too expensive and I can't afford it. If anything happens, just ask someone to say no."

In the past, everyone on Xiaoqingshan didn't have this thing, and life is still going on, just whoever wants to scream. It is a bit inconvenient to not have a mobile phone, but it costs a few hundred yuan to buy one, and there are expenses such as phone bills, so he is willing to spend that money.

However, from the current situation, mobile phones are still necessary.

Oh, forget it, go buy one later. He doesn't need any fancy functions, just can make a phone call.

Cheng Yutang was completely convinced by the guy's stinginess. He took out his mobile phone from his jacket pocket and dialed 110, and explained the current known situation in detail. The other party said that they would immediately call out the police, asking them to pay attention to safety and follow them carefully.

At this time, an abandoned factory building appeared in front of him. The trafficker in the van was obviously familiar with the suburban terrain of this area. After a few turns, he drove directly into the courtyard wall of the factory.

"Hey hey, they stopped, and hurry to follow along!" Ji Xiaoyu shouted.

Wang Qiang slowed down two hundred meters away, and said in surprise, "You said that there are five of them in total, and there are only three of us. There may be an ambush inside. It may be dangerous if you fight. Why don't we just stay here and wait for the police to come."

This worry is not unreasonable, and Cheng Yutang can't refute it either.

Ji Xiaoyu didn't bother to talk nonsense anymore, he just turned the door and jumped out of the car, and ran towards the factory with his legs - at the limit of speed that ordinary people can reach.

"Xiaoyu! Ji Xiaoyu!"

Cheng Yutang yelled twice and saw Ji Xiaoyu running towards the factory without looking back, and hurriedly got out of the car and ran after him.

Wang Qiang was left alone in the car. It was a bit embarrassing. Ji Xiaoyu was a security guard. What happened to Cheng always? Would you like to fight like this?

As soon as Ji Xiaoyu entered the gate of the factory, he heard whirring noises from both sides. He leaped up high without even looking, and a beautiful one-shaped horse came up in the air with two long legs, waving one left and the other right. Gang Gang kicked the two men who jumped at him a few meters away, and it took a long time to get up.

Cheng Yutang witnessed this scene from a hundred meters away: "...!!!"

Ji Xiaoyu's move shook the traffickers all together. After looking at each other for a while, one of the men with a ferocious face holding a hammer in his hand shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, let me go with you!"

The five celebrity traffickers screamed, brandishing various weapons and outflank Ji Xiaoyu.

Ji Xiaoyu sneered, picked up a brick from the ground without hurriedly, and then walked around the field like a phantom.

Crackling!

When Cheng Yutang rushed into the factory, five celebrity traffickers fell to the ground, all holding their heads swollen into pigs' heads and wailing, while Ji Xiaoyu threw a brick on the ground and patted it calmly. Clap the ash on your hands.

"Are you okay?" He looked in disbelief. Although Ji Xiaoyu had known that Ji Xiaoyu was good at martial arts and was more powerful than others, he didn't expect to be so powerful.

In comparison, the moment he suffered that night was considered light, and the little thing was still merciful to himself, otherwise he would probably not be able to get up.

"It's okay, don't worry, Mr. Cheng!"

Ji Xiaoyu grinned with a small white tooth.

The golden afterglow of the setting sun shot diagonally into the yard, coating his fair and handsome face with a warm light. Cheng Yutang could see even the tiny hairs on his cheeks clearly, and he couldn’t help itching, and wanted to stretch out his hand. Go and feel it, then put the person in your arms and rub it well.

Ji Xiaoyu smiled and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly reached out to touch his trouser pocket, and found that the little white egg was still there, and he was relieved.

He was patronizing to deal with the traffickers just now, and for a while he forgot the little white egg in his pocket, which was really careless.

But today he ran, jumped, and fought again. Will there be any problems with the little white egg turning upside down?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to worry again.

At this moment, Cheng Yutang's expression changed, he called "Beware", and suddenly reached out and pushed Ji Xiaoyu aside.

Another man appeared. He had been hiding in the factory before waiting to meet his comrades. At this time, seeing Ji Xiaoyu seemingly not in the state, he grabbed a watermelon knife about a foot long and came out from behind a pile of waste building materials. Surprisingly, he slammed hard behind him.

After Cheng Yutang pushed Ji Xiaoyu away, he was able to dodge away from the sharp blade. Then he raised his foot and kicked the man into the chest. The man screamed and let go of his hand. He fell on the ground and fainted. .

The watermelon knife fell to the ground with a "slap", and there was a splash of red blood on the sharp blade.

Ji Xiaoyu was taken aback, looked at the knife on the ground, then looked up at Cheng Yutang, and found that he was pressing his right arm with his left hand, and between his fingers, a dark gray suit cuff was soaked with dark red liquid. .

He was stunned before asking: "Cheng, are you injured?"

Cheng Yutang wrote lightly: "It's just a small cut, it doesn't matter."

He was indeed injured, but the little guy was unscathed with one opponent and five. He only dealt with one but failed. This gap is a bit big, and the president's self-esteem is a bit injured.

Ji Xiaoyu frowned and took a step forward. He couldn't help but roll up Cheng Yutang's sleeves. He saw a knife wound nearly ten centimeters in length on his forearm, and half of his arm was stained red with blood from the wound.

"Why doesn't it matter if you shed so much blood?" Ji Xiaoyu suddenly became anxious. "Why did you come over and push me just now? Don't you know how to avoid it? Even if you don't push me, he won't be able to hurt me!"

Mr. Cheng's glass heart broke instantly. He was both frustrated and faceless, and said annoyed: "Yes, I'm superfluous, I can't help myself!"

"Ms. Cheng, are you angry?" Ji Xiaoyu realized that he might have said something wrong, and quickly apologized, "What, I'm sorry, I'm not complaining about you, but... you just had a powerful kick, really. Most people can't do it!"

He really didn't mean to complain about Cheng Yutang, but he was very uncomfortable when he saw him bleeding, as if the knife was on him.

Cheng Yutang snorted, feeling a little better, but his face turned pale.

Ji Xiaoyu's heart immediately picked up again, and he lifted his jacket and tore a piece of cloth from the hem of the shirt inside. After tangling Cheng Yutang's wounds indiscriminately for a few times, the blood continued to soak out.

He couldn't help frowning and muttering to himself: "Why is it still flowing? No, you have to go to the hospital to bandage."

Cheng Yutang was hurt by his rough hands and feet, and he could only grit his teeth to endure, but his heart was a little sweet, and the previous depression also disappeared.

The little guy still cares about himself, and he didn't get it in vain.

"Cheng, are you okay?"

Wang Qiang picked a stick outside and walked in tremblingly. He was a little dumbfounded when he saw six celebrity traffickers lying all over the ground in the courtyard. Was there a martial arts drama or a fantasy drama just now?

Cheng Yutang immediately regained his calm and composed president Fan, and said calmly: "It's okay. You call the police immediately."

"Yes!"

Seeing that Cheng Yutang was not in serious trouble, Ji Xiaoyu ran to the van and saw the little fat man lying motionless on the seat with his eyes closed.

He was shocked again, and quickly picked up the little fat man to try his sniff. Fortunately, his breathing was normal, and his chubby body was warm, probably because he was stunned by the trafficker using some kind of medicine.

At this time, there was the sound of sirens outside, and soon four or five police cars drove into the factory yard one after another. Ten police officers jumped out of the car one after another, and the sight in front of them was full of disbelief. .

Then the police quickly took over the scene, and a branch handcuffed all six miserable human traffickers in a string like a grasshopper. Others expanded their search to see if there were any missing fish nearby. Another policewoman took the unconscious little fat man into a police car and rushed to the hospital for an examination.

One of the middle-aged policemen surnamed Huang found that Cheng Yutang had been injured by a knife, so he had better go to the hospital for treatment to avoid infection of the wound. Cheng Yutang agreed casually.

Seeing his extraordinary aura, the middle-aged policeman couldn't help but look at him twice, and then wondered: "Hey, are you the president of some Hongsheng?"

Wang Qiang rushed to answer: "Yes, this is President Cheng of our Hongsheng Group!"

"Officer Huang, do you know me?" Cheng Yutang gave Wang Qiang a blank expression as he said. The latter immediately silenced and stepped aside.

"It's really you, I couldn't believe it when I saw it at first glance!" Police officer Huang looked very excited and gestured. "My nephew works for a company under your Hongsheng, and has always regarded you as an idol. , There are all enlarged photos of you hanging in the bedroom! I didn’t expect President Cheng to be a good citizen who is brave enough to do justice. Now that kid has to admire you even more!"

Ji Xiaoyu: "..."

Why does he sound so awkward? Cheng Yutang is not a big star, so what do you do with his photos in the bedroom? Won't you be shocked when you wake up in the middle of the night!