"Achoo!"
With the sea breeze blowing in his face, Jiang Chen suddenly sneezed.
Seeing Jiang Chen sneeze, Ayesha took a coat from the side and put it on his shoulders.
Jiang Chen squeezed Ayesha's hand on his shoulder and turned around with a smile.
"No, you know, I won't catch a cold."
After being injected with the genetic vaccine, his immunity was even enough to ignore the X1 bacterial infection. It had been a long time since he experienced the feeling of a fever and a cold.
"But … you're sneezing. It's better to be careful," Ayesha whispered.
"I'm probably being targeted by someone." Jiang Chen shrugged with a smile and tightened the coat Ayesha put on him. "How's the situation in Europe?"
"We helped the Russians transport weapons into Frankberg. The Russians are still negotiating with the insurgents about the budget for the operation. Our people are still tracking the whereabouts of Carmen and the new senior executives of the Freemasonry, but they have done a very tight security. Even with the help of the KGB, our progress is quite slow. "Ayesha lowered her head with some regret.
Jiang Chen reached out, touched the little girl's head, and comforted her with a smile.
"Don't be frustrated, we have a lot of time to do this."
The richer the person, the more afraid of death, including Jiang Chen. Since the last time he was attacked by a psychic superpower on his way home, it was not that he had not been threatened, but the Ghost Agents had solved all the problems without him knowing. In the end, what was presented in front of him was just a piece of paper.
The remnants of the Kurofune, the Freemasonry, business opponents, there were too many people who wanted his life. The same was true for Carmen Rothschild. The enemy of the Freemasonry was not only Future Group, so he had to be careful.
"Tell me about the situation in Russia. How is their negotiation with the insurgents going?" Jiang Chen asked.
"The person in charge of negotiating with those insurgents is a Frankberg chocolate manufacturer. Nominally supporting the 'righteous act' of reining in Frankberg from the cliff of extremism is supported by Frankberg's Germanic entrepreneurs, but in fact, the source of funding is a hidden account of Gazprom. "
"Do you have evidence?" Jiang Chen asked thoughtfully.
Ayesha nodded.
"Monica Geller monitored their phone calls. Although they used a lot of code words, with our detection technology, we can decipher the general meaning of the code words. "
Monica Geller, a name Jiang Chen heard from Ayesha before. She was one of the main agents of Ghost Agents active in Western Europe. Her agent code name was Guinevere, which came from a certain queen in ancient England.
After listening to Ayesha's reply, a satisfied smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face as he rubbed her hair messed up by the wind.
Although Xin and Russia were allies in many aspects, this was not enough reason for Jiang Chen to be unreserved. Even if they were allies, they still had to hold back at critical moments. The evidence of collusion between the Frankberg insurgents and the Russian intelligence department did not necessarily mean that it would be useful in the future, but when necessary, it could play an unexpected role.
Seeing the smile on Jiang Chen's face, Ayesha also smiled happily and gently rubbed her face against his big hand.
She enjoyed this warmth and the smile on her beloved's face. Especially when she knew that this smile belonged to her, the happiness that arose spontaneously from her chest filled her entire body with motivation.
…
After inspecting the high-tech industrial park, Jiang Chen returned to Coro Island from Ange Island. Although the undersea highway was now open to traffic, he would occasionally choose a yacht as a means of transportation.
Firstly, he could enjoy the comfort of the sea breeze, and secondly, he could stop the boat at any time when he encountered a school of fish, catch a few seafood, and bring them home for a sumptuous meal. After all, what he bought from the market was not as good as what he caught himself.
After he got off the boat on Coro Island, Jiang Chen received a call on the way back to the mansion. It was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello?"
The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and after a long while, a somewhat stiff female voice came through.
"… Hello, this is Ye Yunfei."
"Ye Yunfei?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered the name.
She seemed to be the granddaughter of Ye Qinghua a few days ago? But why did she call me?
"What's the matter?" Jiang Chen asked politely.
Jiang Chen paused for two or three seconds. Ye Yunfei suddenly understood that Jiang Chen forgot her name, and her silver teeth clenched together. However, when she thought of what her father and grandfather said to her, a trace of humiliation flashed between her eyebrows. Finally, she took a deep breath, suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart, and spoke in a calm tone.
"Can … can we come out for a chat? I want to treat you to a meal. I was rude last time … I want to apologize to you in person. "
"Oh, that thing. Don't mind it, I didn't take it to heart. Let's eat another day. I don't have time now. "
Ye Yunfei was stunned.
No … no time?
She had seen too many men drooling over her beauty. They drove luxury cars to her apartment with flowers, decorated with candles, played guitars, sang love songs, and tried all sorts of ways to woo her … She invited him to treat her to a meal, but he actually, actually …
Seeing that there was no sound from the other end of the phone, Jiang Chen frowned slightly. He thought she had already put down the phone, so he hung up.
Ye Yunfei was just about to say something, but she heard the busy tone in her ear. She suddenly froze.
He actually hung up on me?
Shame and anger climbed from her neck to her head. She gritted her teeth and slammed the phone on the pillow.
Hmph!
It's so annoying!
Even the real estate bosses in the country with a market value of tens of billions of dollars had to be respectful when they met her. She had never been treated like this before, so she would be angry.
Ye Yunfei wouldn't understand that those who pursued her were never purely for her, but for the Jiangnan Ye family behind her! If she lost this halo, would those people still chase after her like a flock of ducks?
Beauty? Talent? There were so many people with these qualities at the same time! Even the mistresses that his father kept outside could produce one or two diplomas from famous universities or international XXX certificates that he didn't understand.
Future Group's market value was not as high as Apple's in the public eye, but it was only because Future Group wasn't listed and didn't need to speculate on its market value to obtain loans from banks. Anyone who had in-depth contact with Future Technology would never doubt the terrifying profitability of Future Group.
In the eyes of most ordinary people, it was just an ordinary multinational group. Just like most ordinary people, they didn't even know that there was only one actual controller of Future Group and Celestial Trade. They mistakenly thought that Xin with a universal suffrage system was a democratic country and believed that Zhang Yaping could become the president entirely because of his ability to govern …
Ye Yunfei was a junior of the Ye family and didn't have any contact with the core. She just studied abroad for a few years, and she was also proud, so she naturally didn't understand these things. She just thought of Jiang Chen as the boss of a multinational company, a businessman with a lot of money … But if he was rich, it wouldn't enter her family's eyes.
Although she understood the painstaking efforts of her father and grandfather, endured the grievances in her heart, and took the initiative to contact Jiang Chen, she didn't understand the most critical point.
Different from the CEOs of the multi-billion-dollar groups in the country, different from the overseas Chinese businessmen eager to squeeze into the huge domestic market, not to mention her, even the halo of the Ye family above her head was nothing in Jiang Chen's eyes.
Even the politician sitting in the Liu Mansion had to be polite when talking to him. What was her Ye Family?
To put it bluntly, this kind of person had the Princess Syndrome.
And it wasn't a light illness.
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