Xiangjiang, Shangyuan Condominium 5, 12th floor, this was Xia Shiyu's new home.
Because the headquarters of Future Technology was moving to Xiangjiang, she, as the CEO, naturally followed after dealing with the relocation of the company. For a renter like her, moving was the easiest thing to do.
It was eight at night.
As usual, Xia Shiyu was watching TV on the sofa, but her expression was a little uncomfortable. Usually, she didn't like to wear a lot of clothes when she was alone at home.
But at this moment, she was wearing a shirt and a pair of jeans that hindered her.
If you had to ask why, it was because she was not alone at home.
For the sake of Xia Shiyu's safety, Jiang Chen sent Ayesha to be her bodyguard.
For Ayesha, Xia Shiyu's feelings were very complicated.
That night, when Ayesha suddenly kissed Jiang Chen, she felt her mind go blank.
Anger? She couldn't say, because he wasn't her boyfriend, and she had no reason to be angry. Panic? Maybe a little. Jealousy? Jealousy? Maybe both.
She knew he was excellent. Excellent men never lacked pursuers. It was just that she, who was slow on the uptake, had been avoiding it and leaving the feelings in her heart to tomorrow.
But for Ayesha, her "love rival," she couldn't bring herself to hate her.
Since she saved her life and was injured because of her.
It was precisely because of these factors that she felt extremely complicated when she faced this "cohabitant".
But on the other hand, Ayesha's expression was very natural.
Because the air conditioner was very warm, she was wearing a thin white shirt at the moment, swinging a pair of beautiful jade legs as she jogged on the treadmill.
Speaking of which, regarding my existence … could it be that she doesn't mind at all?
The TV began to blur as Xia Shiyu began to think about random things.
[To her, I should be her love rival. If she didn't come to save me, or purposely stayed a few minutes late …]
Still maintaining her expressionless face, Xia Shiyu shivered unnaturally.
"Are you cold?" Ayesha looked over.
"No, no." Xia Shiyu was startled by the sudden conversation as she hastily responded.
Ayesha nodded and looked away.
There was no longer any conversation between the two.
Perhaps this was the feeling of two silent people living together. Ayesha only talked a little more when she was alone with Jiang Chen. And Xia Shiyu would only communicate when she was working.
[I wonder how Jiang Chen is doing …] Xia Shiyu stared blankly at the TV screen as she murmured in her mind.
…
With the company of a beauty, Jiang Chen had a great time these two days.
Although Liu Yao was not suitable to be his wife, she was his lover.
Of course, while he was having fun, he didn't forget the important matters. While he toured New Zealand with Yao, Jiang, he was waiting for someone.
If there were no accidents, that person should have already arrived in New Zealand and would be in contact with him very soon.
From the beach back to the hotel, Jiang Chen, who had been teased by Liu Yao for the whole day, couldn't wait to close the door. Liu Yao also couldn't wait to get closer and offered a passionate kiss …
From nine at night until midnight, he finally let go of the "begging" Liu Yao and fell asleep with her in his arms.
The next morning, Jiang Chen woke up from his dream.
He glanced at Liu Yao, who was sleeping soundly, but he didn't wake her up immediately. Instead, he quietly got out of bed.
Since she was just an ordinary person, she couldn't compare to Jiang Chen, the "Superman" who was injected with the genetic vaccine.
After a simple wash, Jiang Chen took out his phone and habitually checked his email. When he saw the unread email in his inbox, he couldn't help but smile.
"Finally here."
…
Old John Coffee House on the corner of Auckland.
The old-fashioned wooden decorations gave the place a unique sense of history. However, a sense of history clearly did not bring good business. Compared to the Starbucks on the street, this place was almost deserted.
But because of this tranquility, Jiang Chen chose this place to meet.
The receptionist should be an international student studying at a nearby university. Her looks were above average, but her voice was sweet. She wasn't too surprised to see Jiang Chen. There were a lot of Han in Auckland, some immigrants, and some tourists.
Jiang Chen ordered two mochas from the working Han girl and sat in the deepest corner of the coffee house. He then played with his phone to kill time.
Not long after, a man in a t-shirt sat in front of him.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," the man sitting across from Jiang Chen said in an apologetic tone.
"No problem, it's not easy for you guys." Putting away his phone, Jiang Chen looked at the man in front of him and examined him up and down. "Overseas Chinese?"
"Mhmm, Zhang Yaping, representing the Pannu Islands Liberal Party to meet with you." Zhang Yaping nodded and extended his right hand.
Pannu Islands only had a small number of natives. The rest of the population was made up of European immigrants and later Asian immigrants. Of course, there were a lot of overseas Chinese. Considering Jiang Chen's identity, after a meeting, the Liberal Party decided to send Zhang Yaping to contact Jiang Chen.
"Jiang Chen, although you should know my name." Jiang Chen shook hands with a smile.
The Liberal Party was currently the largest opposition party on Pannu Islands. Although they were the largest opposition party, their situation wasn't any better. The reason why they weren't doing well was because they had no money.
Pannu Islands was poor. There was no oil nearby, and it was far from the hotspot. The economy was relatively closed, the infrastructure was outdated, and the development cost was too high. This series of reasons caused the little guy with a vote in the United Nations to be pushed into the cold palace of the international community.
No one was interested in it. Even if the Liberal Party was ideologically more pro-Western than the Syrian opposition party, UA clearly didn't show enough interest in this "poor guy."
Only when it was in line with UA's national interest would they put on a "righteous" face to interfere with the internal affairs of other countries. This was evident from its double standards in Syria and Ukraine.
Zhang Yaping nodded and looked at Jiang Chen seriously.
"I heard Mr. Jiang sympathizes with our cause?"
"That's right. I think any form of dictatorship is detestable. Whether it's a presidential dictatorship or a corporate dictatorship, or a combination of the two, "Jiang Chen said righteously.
He didn't have the right to say this. In the Sixth Street, he was the dictator.
Hearing Jiang Chen's attitude, Zhang Yaping was ecstatic.
If they had the support of an entrepreneur, their cause would be much more successful.
"Then, is Mr. Jiang willing to support our cause?"
"Support?" Jiang Chen dubiously took a sip of his coffee.
"Of course, it's not free. After our cause succeeds, we will provide you with sufficient benefits," Zhang Yaping immediately added.
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