"Go on." Chen Zongheng's tone was calm, without fluctuations.

Indifferent.

That driver was taken aback?

He hesitated for a moment, but still followed Mr. Chen's instructions.

The driver picked up the walkie-talkie and gave Mr. Chen's instructions to the bodyguard drivers in the front and back rows.

The entire Mercedes-Benz fleet kept in line and continued to move forward.

However, in the Maybach car, the Qiu Yi is shocked by the pretty face?

She looked a little nervous when she heard the driver's words.

Behind, there is a car... following closely? ?

This?

Is there an enemy attack?

Reminiscent of the news that Guo Shaoze was killed yesterday...

At this moment, Qiu Yiren's pretty face was dignified at once.

Guo Shaoze was killed.

Guo Xinglei, it is impossible to give up easily.

Could it be that the assassination...has come?

However, she turned her head and glanced at Chen Zongeng beside her.

I don't know why, Mr. Chen... but still sitting safe and sound?

It seems, not worried?

"Mr. Chen... the distance of that Volkswagen car is getting closer and closer! It is constantly approaching us thoroughly!" At this moment, the driver in the front row, with a solemn expression, reported! @

Chen Zongheng sat calmly in the Maybach car and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"The distance, three hundred and fifty meters."

"The speed is eighty kilometers."

"Black Volkswagen Phaeton."

"The people in the car, a driver, a master."

Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and deep, and in such a calm tone, he slowly revealed the situation of the car behind him.

When, when you hear this sentence?

In the Maybach car, the driver's bodyguard stared blankly? ?

This,?

"Mr. Chen, how do you know?" The driver was stunned. How did Mr. Chen know what's going on in the car? ? Moreover, can also estimate the distance and speed of the vehicle? ?

He didn't even look back.

"Ears." Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and indifferent, and he slowly uttered two words.

Huh? Ears? ?

The driver was a little stunned, but couldn't react.

By ear? ?

Can you hear these details? ?

This? ?

At the same time, Chen Zongguang's eyes were deep, and he took a deep breath of the smoke ring.

"There are only two people in the car, the driver, the master. No guns are on them."

"The speed of the car is 80 kilometers, the purpose is to let you find out on purpose."

"Not an assassination."

Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and indifferent, and he slowly uttered a word.

Almost instantly, a conclusion was reached.

Heard Mr. Chen's conclusion?

The driver in the front row couldn't help but be astonished?

This?

Can this be analyzed?

"Accelerated, it should overtake it and stop your convoy." Chen Zongzong said calmly with his cigarette in his eyes.

That driver was taken aback?

But, at the same time, the rear... that black Volkswagen car, sure enough... began to rush!

The Volkswagen sped up and surpassed the ten Mercedes-Benz fleets almost instantly.

Then, on the road ahead, an abrupt brake was stopped and stopped in front of the road sideways!

Blocking the way forward.

Because this suburban road is particularly narrow.

Therefore, when the Volkswagen intercepted in front of the road sideways, the rest of the vehicles could not pass.

Because the road is too narrow.

"Crunch..." Ten Mercedes-Benz cars had no way to go, they could only slam the brakes for a while, and stopped all together.

At the same time, ahead, the door of the black Volkswagen car slowly opened.

A female driver in a black uniform got out of the car.

She stepped on her high heels and went straight to the back row.

Then, bowing respectfully, opened the door for the owner.

Then, a shiny black leather shoe slowly... stepped out of the car door.

Then, there was a figure of an elegant and profound man.

With the moment the man got out of the car.

In the Mercedes-Benz team ahead, dozens of Qiu's bodyguards also looked dignified, and got out of the car together!

Form a neat row of crowds!

Protect the safety of Mr. Qiu at all levels.

However, at the same time.

In the Maybach car, when the driver saw the scene in front of the convoy, his eyes were taken aback? ?

This?

In that Volkswagen car, sure enough... there are only two people? ?

Actually, Mr. Chen... guessed it right? ?

Qiu Yiren was sitting in the car with a pretty face in astonishment?

Somewhat unclear so?

This, who is the other party? What is this going to do?

At the same time, Mercedes-Benz is out.

Ahead, the elegant man in a straight suit lit a cigar, then... his face was calm, step by step, and he walked in the direction of the Mercedes-Benz team.

But, with the moment he walked.

There was a Qiu's bodyguard in front, instantly forming a wall of people.

Stop him out!

The elegant man smiled, deep and indifferent.

"Everyone, don't be nervous. I'm not malicious, I just want to meet Miss Qiu and Mr. Chen."

The man's voice was calm, and he said slowly, "Please also trouble you guys and let me know."

"Oh, by the way, my name is... Chefan."

Dozens of meters away.

Inside the Maybach car.

On the intercom, there was an inquiry from the bodyguard in front of him, "Mr. Qiu, Mr. Chen, there is a man here who calls himself a car sail and said... I want to see you."

When hearing the two names of "Car Fan", Qiu Yiren's pretty face condensed slightly? ?

car……

Car sails? ?

His last name is Che?

This surname, it seems...not simple? ?

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes hesitated, she didn't know this car sail.

Never heard of it.

But I always feel that this name seems...something is wrong? ,

Because, the surname "Che" is a...unprecedented surname in Shanghai and Shanghai.

Shanghai and Haihai Chamber of Commerce, Chief President.

Then, surname car!

Is there a connection between the two? ?

"Let him come over." Qiu Yiren pondered, and said magnetically.

"Yes." In the intercom, the bodyguard nodded respectfully.

The bodyguard in front of the convoy gave way to the road.

The man who claimed to be a car sail, with a cigar in his mouth, a straight suit, and leather shoes, walked towards the Maybach car step by step.

And his female driver, standing not far away respectfully, did not follow up.

Just like that, Chen Chefan walked slowly to the Maybach car.

The windows of the Maybach car slowly lowered.

Qiu Yiren was sitting in the car, her beautiful eyes were suspicious and curious, looking at the man standing outside the car.

She was sure that she didn't seem to know this man?

But, there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity? ?

This man seems to have appeared in many large-scale public occasions?

However, he is very low-key. Therefore, Qiu Yi people still don't know him.

"Hello, Miss Qiu, my next Car Fan." Car Fan smiled and handed a business card into the Maybach's car window.

Qiu Shuang's beautiful eyes calmed down, took the business card, and glanced lightly:

[Oriental Group, Chairman, Fan Che. 】

When I saw the brief introduction on the business card, Qiu Yiren's pretty face finally... condensed slightly.

Eastern Group?

This mysterious group, she... has so-called hearsay.

This Eastern Group acts extremely mysteriously.

However, its real market value has exceeded one trillion!

Even far above the Guo's Yuanxing Group!

It is a real horror chaebol empire!

However, in the entire Shanghai and Shanghai markets, few business friends are aware of the existence of this group.

Because it is too low-key.

All the media and organizations will not interview this Eastern Group.

Everyone does not know its existence.

I don't know who it belongs to.

According to rumors... Behind this group, some mysterious city forces are in control.

But no one can be sure whether it is true or not?

At this time, seeing this business card in person, Qiu Yiren's heart instantly thought of it.

Dongshan Group.

Car home?

all of these.

What a coincidence.

Coincidentally, she had to think about that.

The city, the president of the largest chamber of commerce, and the president of Che.

Are the two connected?

"Chairman Che? I seem to...Where did I meet you?" Qiu Yiren asked calmly, looking at the business card.

The sails outside the car window smiled.

"I have seen it before. We have all passed by in several public commercial occasions, and the person in Che is relatively low-key, so... it can be regarded as a fate in several ways." Che Fan said lightly.

Qiu Yiren nodded, looked at him, and asked, "I don't know if Chairman Che suddenly stopped my caravan today...what's the matter?"

Che Fan's eyes were calm, and he slowly spit out a cigar ring.

In a calm tone, he said slowly, "I'm here today, just... to say hello to President Qiu, by the way, get to know Mr. Chen."

As Che Fan said, he took out another business card and passed it into the Maybach's car window.

This business card was handed to Chen Zongheng.

However, Chen Zongheng just turned his head, with a light from the corner of his eye, giving him a light glance.

He didn't pick up the business card of the car sail.

Disdain.

Or even say that the sail is completely treated as air.

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