Chapter 219 Killing the Conspiracy in the Cradle

"Eh? No, no, only very important people can participate..." The expression on Xia Shiyu's face was visibly shaken, and her tone was rarely flustered.

"Isn't that good?" Jiang Chen smiled.

Hearing this, Xia Shiyu lowered her head, and her dark bangs slightly blocked her eyes.

"I... am someone important to you?"

"Of course." Jiang Chen replied without thinking.

It can be said that Xia Shiyu's contribution is indispensable for future human technology company to have today's achievements. Jiang Chen had almost no experience in the company's operations and handling of emergencies, and Xia Shiyu was left to take care of everything alone.

Black technology is very nb, but if it is not operated by professionals, it is just a black technology and cannot be turned into banknotes.

For Jiang Chen, Xia Shiyu is as important as his left and right hands.

However, for the word "important", there is obviously a slight deviation in the understanding of the two.

Hearing Jiang Chen's "Of course", Xia Shiyu blushed even more.

"Yes, but we haven't dated before, and we're not sure if we're suitable for each other, so we'll go directly to the last step—" Xia Shiyu folded her arms in front of her chest, and looked away, her index finger twirling her temples with a little embarrassment. Her hair and even her fair neck were flushed with redness.

"Wait, wait a minute, why can't I understand..." Jiang Chen hurriedly stopped Xia Shiyu, and smiled wryly.

Xia Shiyu froze for a moment, and lowered her arms.

"Um?"

"Uh, the conditions for bringing female guests, can you talk to me carefully..."

really. Some kind of misunderstanding occurred between the two.

It is naturally possible to bring a female guest to participate, but it must be a wife, or at least a fiancee, not even a girlfriend. Although there is no explicit regulation, this has almost become an unwritten rule.

After all, if even a girlfriend or even a lover can be brought in. Wouldn't the venue be a mess? Many people who attended the party did not have only one lover, and some simply changed their girlfriends to second- and third-tier celebrities and young models in a few days. If everyone was brought into this circle, it would be too cheap.

At the end of the day it's just a social gathering,

It is mainly for the convenience of elites in various industries. You can find a partner who is helpful to your career, not a party of entertainment and leisure nature.

Therefore, it seemed inappropriate to invite Xia Shiyu.

"Uh, sorry, I didn't think of that meaning." Jiang Chen apologized shyly.

"No. Nothing."

Xia Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that her expression was a little lost?

"Then, I've finished explaining everything, I'll go back to the office first." Bending slightly, Xia Shiyu turned around and prepared to leave.

Looking at Xia Shiyu's back, Jiang Chen opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After leaving the office, Xia Shiyu went straight back to her office. However, when passing by the corridor, the blush on his face was seen by several passing colleagues.

"Hey, Boss Xia just came out of the chairman's office." Seeing the pouting expression on Su Mengqi's face. Her best friend Li Fengying poked her arm and joked.

After the probationary period, she has been transferred from the front desk to the business department, and she is assigned to the same department as her best friend. The two were holding the documents and walking towards the office.

"Well, I see." Su Mengqi replied listlessly.

"And your face is still red."

"Well."

"Why are you so boring. Don't you wonder what they did?" Li Fengying said in Su Mengqi's ear with an extremely ambiguous expression.

"Be careful, I'll tell Boss Xia to deduct your salary." Su Mengqi stretched out her finger. He poked his girlfriend's neck "viciously" and said in a low voice.

They frolicked silently twice. The two entered the office.

It's just that Su Mengqi's smile is a bit bitter.

If the opponent is Mr. Xia, she must have no chance of winning.

 …

"Have you got the information?"

"Already got it."

In the presidential suite of the Hilton Hotel, Carmen Rothschild was sitting on a chair, and a black man was standing in front of him. Judging from his powerful appearance, he should be a soldier, at least not long ago.

Johnson, who originally served in the French Foreign Legion, obtained French nationality after retiring from the army, worked in a security company, and is now working for the Rothschild family. It was Carmen's bodyguard on this trip to China, and also his assistant.

"Jiang Chen, born in 1992, was born in Hucheng, Huaguo. After receiving nine years of compulsory education, he studied at Wanghai University, where he majored in mechanical engineering. After graduation, he worked as a salesperson in a clothing store... Tsk tsk, it's like a mold. Come out with your resume." Holding a stack of documents in her hand, Carmen scolded with a smile.

10 pages, on which all the information about Jiang Chen that can be collected is sorted out.

"After all, people in this country are all carved out of the same mold." Johnson grinned and said with a mocking smile.

"No, you didn't understand what I meant." Carmen flipped through the document and put it aside, "It's because it's so common that the authenticity is doubtful. Let's make an assumption and put Massachusetts What would be the first reaction of a graduate of a polytechnic university thrown into Iraq?"

"Piss your pants?"

"That's right." Carmen snapped her fingers, and then tapped on the document, "However, this man, not only did he not pee his pants, but he also saved an American from IS. This American is also a Interesting guy, he has smuggled arms in Ukraine, transported crude oil in Iran, and was finally being targeted, so he was a lot more honest. But recently he has become restless again, and seems to be doing things for this Chinese man named Jiang Chen."

Hearing this, Johnson's face was also swept away with contempt, showing a serious expression.

"Indeed. From this point of view, that Hua man named Jiang Chen should not be a fuel-efficient lamp."

"How long do you think it takes to train to reach his level?" Carmen said with a smile.

"It has to be mentality or marksmanship?"

"Of course it's the mentality."

After pondering for a moment, Johnson gave a pertinent answer based on his own experience: "It takes three months in the training camp, but only three days on the battlefield."

Carmen nodded, reached for a bottle of red wine, and poured herself a glass gracefully.

"I think our intelligence may be wrong. At least this experience is likely to be forged. What I'm curious about now is what the organization behind him wants to do. They put us together in Ukraine, but just got rid of it A few veterans served as instructors, and now they have built a mercenary base in Niger. Tsk tsk, it’s really interesting.”

"What do you mean, boss?" Johnson asked.

"Let's keep the status quo, and get in touch with them first. Besides, I'm curious about where the USB drive will be sent?" Carmen took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and a smile appeared on Carmen's face.

If there is no accident, the briefcase should be sent abroad and taken over by the mysterious technical team.

The USB flash drive he left to Jiang Chen has a built-in GPS tracking probe, which will feed back location information to his computer.

As long as they know the location of that mysterious organization, they will no longer be mysterious.

Hearing what the boss said, Johnson was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed.

Carmen made a toast to Johnson, then stretched out her hand with a happy expression, and typed a few keys on the laptop on the table.

A map floated in front of my eyes.

Snapped--.

The delicate wine glass shattered to pieces on the floor.

Regardless of the red wine spilled on her pants, Carmen stood up abruptly, put her hands on the table, and stared at the screen.

At this moment, the expression of ease on his face was gone.

"How can it be!"

"What happened?" Johnson stepped forward quickly, but when he saw the screen, the expression on his face froze.

[signal lost]

"It was discovered. Hehe, it seems that he still underestimated him?" Carmen sat back on the chair dejectedly, rubbed her temples, and said with a wry smile. (To be continued) () "I Have a Suite in the End Times" only represents the author's opinion of Chenxing LL. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!