Chapter 127: The Unexpected Incident at NARE Coffee (Part Two)

Chapter 127: The NARE Coffee Incident (Part 2)

Yang Xuan saw Xiaoyou mocking her and remarked offhandedly, "You’re the one to talk! You lied to us, claiming your father was dead when he’s actually alive. If Xiaoyou hadn’t discovered it, I wouldn’t even know your surname is Chen and your name is Chen Xiaoyou..."

Investors in Chengtian Holdings, as well as the shareholders who bought its stock, were deeply concerned about the performance of the Chengtian Private Equity Fund. Good performance meant the stock price would continue to climb; poor performance could see the share price cut in half.

"No, I want to sit with my sister. I like her the best," Tang Xin said, turning her head, completely unfazed by Artis.

It seemed Hua Ling and Li Yue were destined to suffer; the bald man would certainly not let them go until he had had his fill of them.

As they touched the silvery surface of the water along with the blood-red waterfall, an even greater roar erupted—whether from rage or agony, it was hard to tell. Hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions, of creatures struggled in the mercury-laced water, but the surface was eighty meters below the mouth of the well. Unable to leap out, they could only strike uselessly against the well walls.

Qu Yi nodded repeatedly as he listened to Kong Rong’s reply. He understood Cao Cao’s ambition perfectly well. Just as Kong Rong had said, even without the attack on Cao Cao’s father, Cao Cao would have found a pretext to invade Xuzhou, just as he himself had once arranged for Guan Hai to go to Xuzhou.

Chen Deng felt profound admiration for his father; Chen Gui had already planned everything out before he had even asked.

Furthermore, each week was a cycle; the mistakes made during the current week would be distributed evenly across the evenings of the following week.

While he was lost in thought, the fourth circle began to move. As Wei Feng had expected, the fifth circle did not trigger a shift toward the corner.

"Dr. Han, are you free now? Shall we meet?" Jiang Ping’s voice on the phone was steady and composed.

Driven by an inexplicable impulse, she rushed to open the door. Lu Wu was just turning to leave and saw Du Ruo’s flushed face as she opened it.

The boss, Chu, standing behind them, was stunned by this string of pretentious, melodramatic nonsense. Was this clown sent by a monkey?

Brother Tian and one of his subordinates quickly opened the cases, crouching on the ground to roughly verify the authenticity of the banknotes and count the total amount.

When the news was reported on television, Jian Yijun instinctively glanced at her mother-in-law, but the latter appeared completely indifferent, sipping her tea and eating her snacks as if none of it concerned her.

In battle, it was not the Level 10 combat officers who took on the enemy’s experts, but Xiao Chen himself. Sometimes he fought in close quarters, other times he struck from a distance, and he never missed once.

"Of course it’s true." Jiang Si-yin forced a smile and reached under the table, trying to take her hand.

"Hehe, how could an ordinary person like me know an angel? You’re overthinking it!" Mo Yunluo winked at Yulu.

One had to admit, Jian Yijun’s flattery had been quite effective. At the very least, Mu Zhijun felt a bit better now, though she still maintained her haughty, arrogant expression.

Strangely, I said nothing more that night, and he didn't send any more messages. When he called me midway, we both remained silent, listening to each other’s breathing. There was a feeling that a thousand words were understood without a single one being spoken. I think I understood why he said "thank you" to me, and I trust he understood my "thank you" as well.

In an instant, the youth unleashed dozens of punches and kicks. As Sun Yi’s body tensed, the boy stepped lightly, retreating over ten meters away like a nimble cat, causing Sun Yi’s kick to sweep through empty air.

Sun Yi lowered the heavy machine gun in his hands slightly, sending a stream of fire that shredded the truck’s rear tires. Da Song, having mounted his heavy machine gun on the door, also extended it forward at the right moment, spraying fire into the cab.