Madame always thinks I'm a domineering president

Mo Yan walked up to the balcony, made a phone call, then turned back to the living room, sat on the sofa next to her, stroked her head, and comforted her, "Xiao Wu, the property will arrive soon, it's not like that, you don't have to think twice."

Of course, he could take it all in his stride, because he'd been through far worse things than this, distant memories, terrible memories, memories he didn't want to recall. When he was 12 years old, in late spring and early summer, he came home from school and was kidnapped for two days and two nights, spending every moment in torment and fear.

Father Mo Fengqiu prepared a ransom of 8 million yuan, but failed to get it. Mo was coldly escaped by everyone's courage, wisdom, and courage.No one knows how he escaped punishment, neither does he, not even his parents, it is a taboo of the Mo family, no one dares to mention it, no one knows, since then, he has always brought a few invisible bodyguard.Although, his taekwondo is a black belt level [-], and he is protected by bodyguards. His driver, Zhang Bin, has always been the champion of Sanda in Xijing.

As expected, a few minutes later, the hotel security came, as did the security captain from Pin Industry Company.

Mr. Liu, the security guard of the property, said: "It has been a long time since someone has used this despicable method to intimidate others."

"Scare the girls," said property security guard Zhao.

Mr Liu, security guard at the property, added: “I’m also afraid of receiving a coffin on a big night. Dead rats are disgusting.”

The movement never spoke, the scene was photographed and cleaned up, and the movement asked Gu Xingfeng to come out, followed by Cheng Qingran.

The property security couldn't apologize, "I'm sorry to scare you, we will definitely explain this to you."

Mo Yisheng ordered, "Play, you come and investigate. Not only the corridors, the cameras on the street, but also the videos on the nearby roads, one by one, to make sure we can find the mastermind behind it."

"Well, you're scaring little Morton, it's negligence on my job." Rhythm dutifully replied.

"Ding dong," after the elevator door opened, the police arrived, made a brief statement, and took pictures of the scene.Prentice acted as an agent of Cheng Qingran, and docked with him. Once everyone had left, the corridor became quiet again.

Cheng Qingran followed him back to his apartment.

"You and Chu, have you offended anyone recently?" Gu Xingfeng sat on the black sofa with a firm expression.

Cheng Qingran thought for a while, bit her lip, "No..." I can't imagine someone threatening her like that.

Mozi was silent for a while, then said calmly, "Look at this kind of behavior, you should be a despicable guy, dare not make a scene in public, but be careful."

He had other plans and decided to send someone to protect her and go save the other moths, "Later, if it's too late, call me and I'll take you home."

"No, our dullness can accept Xiao Wu's protection and safety." He hadn't seen the terrifying package for nearly an hour, Cheng Qingran regained his composure, without the initial panic, he felt a little timid and didn't want to listen to him What to say, don't know where he is, just because he lives too close?

"Well, let me know if there is anything." India felt that she could think of herself at the beginning, which showed that she was relying on herself in her heart.

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"Anyway, thank you, Morton, it's great to have a neighbor like you." Cheng Qingran glanced at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, and thanked the tunnel.

Gu Xingfeng went up, and seeing her expression returned to normal, the corners of her mouth curled up, "Yeah, I think what I said about being a good neighbor was right."

Cheng Qingran giggled.He remembers what she said and is still practicing.For some unknown reason, his heart warmed up and he smiled more.

Seeing this smiling face, Gu Xingfeng finally settled in his heart, "Are you afraid of being alone at night? If so, stay with me."

Cheng Qingran's heart skipped a beat. Thinking of staying here drunk, the situation in the morning was deserted, and the old house in Beihe, he couldn't help but feel a little hot. Who doesn't belong to him, so I don't know if we live together, just ...

"Don't, don't..." It's not that there is no fear, but that I don't want to live with him.

Gu Xingfeng didn't press it, "If you need anything, you can knock on the door or call at any time."

Cheng Qing dyes your head.

Even though the two rooms were next to each other, Gu Xingfeng made her head buttocks go back to the room as farewell.

Xiaoshi knew nothing about Xiaoshi's threats, and Cheng Qingran had no intention of telling her that it would only make her angrier.

On the same day, after breakfast, the two tour guides arrived at Cape Island Hotel.

Liang Jian saw him and asked, "What's the matter, why is the power cut off suddenly?"

"Our sluggish power development is limited and there is not enough power, so there are frequent power outages," Chi Wenjing explained with a smile. “Our hotel is fine except for occasional power outages.”

She was telling the truth, there was no nightlife here, the streets were dark most of the time, only a few places were brightly lit, Liang and Zhu knew this, so they had to take it easy.

During the visit to Xiaoshi in the next few days, Zhu Ci and Liang Yihong visited Pyongyang's Juche Thought Tower, Arc de Triomphe, Skills and Friendship Tower, etc. accompanied by a guide.

The two of them thought it would be better to listen to the scenery, but they listened patiently, and then took the subway to Wanjingtai, the former residence of the great man, for a half-day tour.

"Mangyongdae is the birthplace of the late leader and the revolutionary land of our country," said tour guide Park Chung-hee. "There is an ancient stone beacon tower on the mountain. You can have a panoramic view of the Datong River from the mountain."

He introduced it at the front, and Liang Yikuan muttered in the back, "Our revolutionary holy land is also developing very well now, and the key is yet to come."

Mr. Zhu made a quiet gesture and showed him around.

"Our leader was born and spent his childhood here," said Park Chung-hee, the tour guide, pointing to an ordinary thatched hut. “It had a famous kimchi jar. His mother was forced to buy cheap leftover jars because she was poor and used kimchi to feed the family. She was a great mother.”

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Liang Jian pointed to the pot not far away, and said with a smile, "Old Jin's family is also very poor."

Park Geun-hye smiled politely, "In your words, heroes don't ask where they come from."

Liang Jian gave a thumbs up and nodded sincerely, "Comrade Park, yes, it's not easy for a foreigner to even say this word."

That afternoon, the four of them drove to Panmunjom. Along the way, Park Zhengxi and Chi Enjing took turns to explain, saying that during the hype, Xiaoru and Liang Yiquan also heard Yungai's voice.

"Panmunjom is the name of a village between Kaesong and Seoul. In the past, the people who lived here closed their shops for tourists traveling between Kaesong and Seoul, and called it Panmunjom. Over time, This name has become a place name." Qi Anping's voice is always filled with the flavor of Dongbei Changtian, so friendly that it is incomprehensible.