"Eh? No, no, only very important people can attend … "Xia Shiyu's expression was visibly shaken, and her tone was unusually flustered.
"Isn't that perfect?" Jiang Chen smiled.
Hearing this, Xia Shiyu lowered her head, her black bangs slightly blocking her eyes.
"Am I … someone important to you?"
"Of course," Jiang Chen replied without hesitation.
Xia Shiyu, as the CEO, played a significant role in Future Technology's success. Jiang Chen had no experience in managing the company's operations and dealing with unexpected situations. Everything was left to Xia Shiyu to handle.
Black technology was amazing, but if there were no professionals operating it, it would just be black technology and not money.
To Jiang Chen, Xia Shiyu was as important as his left and right hand.
But to the word "important," the two obviously had a small misunderstanding.
When she heard Jiang Chen's "of course," Xia Shiyu's face turned even redder.
"But, but we haven't dated yet, and we're not sure if we're right for each other. Going straight to the last step is still —" With her arms crossed in front of her chest, Xia Shiyu looked to the side, her index finger anxiously twirling the hair around her temples, and even her pale neck was covered in red.
"Wait, wait, I don't understand …" Jiang Chen interrupted Xia Shiyu's words with a bitter smile.
Xia Shiyu paused for a moment and put down her arms.
"Mhmm?"
"Uh, can you tell me the conditions for bringing a female guest …"
Sure enough, there was some kind of misunderstanding between the two.
Bringing a female guest was allowed, but it had to be a wife, or at least a fiancée, not even a girlfriend. Although there was no written rule, it had almost become an unwritten rule.
Since if a girlfriend or even a lover could be brought in, the venue would be a mess. Many people who attended the party had more than one lover. Some even changed to second or third-tier celebrities or models as their girlfriends. If anyone was brought into the circle, it would be too degrading.
At the end of the day, this was just a social gathering, mainly for the convenience of the elites of various industries, so that they could find partners that would be helpful to their careers. It was not a party for entertainment and leisure.
Therefore, it was inappropriate to invite Xia Shiyu.
"Umm, sorry, I didn't think of that," Jiang Chen apologetically said.
"No, I'm fine."
Xia Shiyu was relieved.
He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt that her expression was somewhat disappointed.
"Then, since everything is done, I'll go back to the office." Slightly bowing, Xia Shiyu turned to leave.
Looking at her back, Jiang Chen opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
After leaving the office, Xia Shiyu went straight back to her office, but when she passed the hallway, her blush was seen by a few colleagues passing by.
"Hey hey, CEO Xia just came out of the chairman's office." Seeing the pout on Su Mengqi's face, her best friend Li Fengying poked her arm and joked.
After the probation period, she had been transferred from the front desk to the business department, and was assigned to the same department as her best friend. The two of them were walking towards the office with documents in their arms.
"Oh, got it," Su Mengqi replied listlessly.
"And your face is very red."
"Oh."
"Why is it so boring? Are you not curious about what they did?" Li Fengying's expression was extremely suggestive as she whispered into Su Mengqi's ear.
"Be careful, I'll tell CEO Xia and deduct your salary." Su Mengqi stuck out her finger and "viciously" poked her best friend's neck as she lowered her voice.
After a few moments of silent playfulness, the two entered the office.
But Su Mengqi's smile was a bit bitter.
If the opponent was CEO Xia, she certainly had no chance of winning.
…
"Did you get the information?"
"I got it."
In the presidential suite of the Hilton Hotel, Carmen Rothschild was sitting on a chair, and in front of him stood a black man. From his powerful appearance, he should be a soldier, at least not long ago.
Johnson, originally served in the French Foreign Legion, obtained French citizenship after being discharged, worked in a security company, and now worked for the Rothschild family. He was Carmen's bodyguard on this trip, and also his assistant.
"Jiang Chen, born in 1992, from Hucheng, Han. Received nine years of compulsory education, then studied at Wanghai University, majoring in mechanical engineering. After graduation, he worked as a salesperson at a clothing store … Tsk tsk, it's a resume carved from the same mold. "With a stack of documents in his hand, Carmen jokingly cursed.
Ten pages of documents with all the information they could gather on Jiang Chen.
"After all, the people in this country are carved from the same mold." Johnson grinned and said with a mocking smile.
"No, you don't understand what I mean." Carmen flipped through the documents and put it aside. "It's because it's too common that the authenticity is questionable. Let's make a hypothetical assumption. If a graduate from MIT was thrown into Iraq, what would his first reaction be? "
"Pee his pants?"
"That's right." Carmen snapped his fingers and pointed at the document. "But this person, not only did he not pee his pants, but he also saved a UA citizen from the hands of IS. This UA citizen is also an interesting guy. He smuggled firearms in Kane and transported crude oil in Iran. Because he was targeted by the FBA, he became a lot more obedient. But recently, he became restless again. He seems to be working for Jiang Chen. "
Hearing this, the contempt on Johnson's face disappeared, replaced with a serious expression.
"Indeed. From this point of view, Jiang Chen is not someone to be trifled with. "
"How long do you think it would take to reach his level of training?" Carmen smiled.
"Only mentality or marksmanship?"
"Mentality, of course."
Johnson thought for a moment, based on his own experience, he gave a pertinent answer. "Three months in the training camp, three days on the battlefield."
Carmen nodded, grabbed a bottle of red wine, and elegantly poured himself a glass.
"I think our information may be wrong. At least this experience, it's likely fake. I'm only curious about what the organization behind him wants to do. They tricked us in Kane but only took away a few veterans as instructors. Now they built a mercenary base in Niger. Tsk tsk, interesting. "
"Boss, what do you mean?" Johnson asked.
"Maintain the status quo. Contact them first. Also, I'm curious where the USB drive will be sent to." Carmen took a sip of the red wine in his glass as a confident smile appeared on his face.
If everything went smoothly, the briefcase would be sent abroad and taken over by the mysterious technical team.
The USB drive he left Jiang Chen had a GPS tracking probe built into it. It would send the location information to his computer.
As long as he knew the location of the mysterious organization, they would no longer be mysterious.
When he heard the boss' words, Johnson first paused before he began to laugh.
Carmen made a toast to Johnson, then reached out with a cheerful expression and tapped a few keys on the laptop on the table.
A map appeared in front of him.
Bang —
The delicate glass shattered into pieces on the ground.
Carmen didn't care about the red wine on his pants as he stood up abruptly. He placed his hands on the table and stared at the screen.
At this moment, the carefree expression on his face had completely disappeared.
"How is this possible!"
"What happened?" Johnson quickly stepped forward, but when he saw the screen, the expression on his face froze.
"I was discovered. Hehe, looks like I've underestimated him. "Carmen slumped back into the chair as he rubbed his temples and said with a bitter smile.
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