The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Fan Shaodong's domineering declaration caused a group of younger brothers to cheer and applaud, and the atmosphere instantly reached its peak.

The box was very large, covering an area of ​​more than 100 square meters. Comfortable and soft sofas were placed around the walls. Some people were dancing to the dynamic music, shaking their heads and looking disorderly and chaotic as if they had taken drugs.

Fan Shaodong lowered his head and wanted to kiss Xia Meng, but Xia Meng immediately covered his mouth with her hand.

Fan Shaodong frowned and stared at Xia Meng with his kind eyes, as if silently warning Xia Meng that if she couldn't give a reason that satisfied him, he would start to lose his temper.

Xia Meng was not in a hurry, she smiled shyly at Fan Shaodong, "Fan Shao, it's my first day here, I'm a little shy..."

Seeing Xia Meng's red face, Fan Shaodong smiled knowingly. He was not angry at all. Instead, he showed rare understanding and hugged Xia Meng and turned her in another direction.

"Let's go inside..." The words were spoken in Xia Meng's ear. The hot breath from the words sprayed on Xia Meng's temples, which made her so excited that she almost punched him.

There is a small rest room in the box, and the two of them entered it...

There was no light in the room, but the flickering bright lights from outside shone in, immediately adding a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere to the dim room.

When Fan Shaodong was about to take action while hugging Xia Meng, Xia Meng knocked him unconscious...

Looking at Fan Shaodong twisting on the bed, Xia Meng's eyes were cold.

An hour later, Xia Meng ran out of the house in a panic and disheveled state. When Fan Shaodong's younger brothers saw her, they immediately looked at each other and laughed in an ambiguous manner with a tacit understanding.

Just when Xia Meng was about to open the door and leave, two tall men who had been sitting in the corner blocked Xia Meng's way.

"Miss, wait a minute!"

One of the men stood in front of Xia Meng. He faced Xia Meng with his back against the box door, completely blocking Xia Meng's way out.

Another man entered the small room.

Xia Meng looked confused, staring at the man blankly, and asked in confusion,

"you are?"

The man did not directly answer Xia Meng's question, but looked in the direction of the small room.

Xia Meng also followed the man's gaze, with a somewhat confused and uneasy look on her face.

When the other man entered the room, he saw Fan Shaodong lying on the bed, his chest heaving, and he seemed to be asleep.

After confirming that Fan Shaodong was okay, the man walked out of the small room and nodded to the other man.

The man moved aside, revealing the door of the room behind him, and signaled Xia Meng that she could leave.

Xia Meng quickly lowered her head, pretended to be scared, opened the door and left.

After Xia Meng left the box, her brows were slightly frowned. Those two men should be Fan Shaodong's personal bodyguards.

Fan Wei really values ​​his son so much that he even assigned him two bodyguards. I guess he knows that his son is not a good person. If he doesn't assign bodyguards to him, he might be put in a sack and beaten to death one day.

As soon as Xia Meng came out, someone grabbed her arm. When Xia Meng looked up, she saw Feng Mo.

Xia Meng was surprised, "Brother Feng?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Mo had been waiting for her outside the door.

Feng Mo looked Xia Meng up and down. Seeing that Xia Meng's clothes were a little messy, but she looked fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Xia Meng out.

"Are you OK?"

Xia Meng first lowered her eyes, then shook her head and said softly,

"Hmm... not bad."

Seeing Xia Meng's reaction, Feng Mo sighed softly.

"I won't ask you what you've been through. Just... forget about what happened today."

"Mr. Fan...you should stay away from him in the future." Feng Mo chose his words carefully.

"Although Young Master Fan is powerful, oh no, although his father is powerful, but... he may not be able to give you what you want."

Feng Mo has made it very clear. Although Fan Shaodong is a second-generation rich man who relies on his father to be rich and powerful, but... this guy is not good. Maybe he is ruthless and heartless, or maybe he is stingy. Anyway, Feng Mo's meaning is that Xia Meng should not expect to get what she wants from Fan Shaodong.

Xia Meng nodded very seriously.

"I see. Thank you Brother Feng for the reminder."

Feng Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Xia Meng seemed to understand. Then he asked Xia Meng,

"Rest today. Once you are back in shape, I will arrange for your 'debut'."

Xia Meng looked at Feng Mo with gratitude.

"Thank you, Brother Feng."

Feng Mo, "By the way, do you live here? If you want to live here, I can arrange a room for you."

Xia Meng thought about it carefully, and then she spoke cautiously, as if she was afraid of offending Feng Mo.

"Brother Feng, I don't know much about Dynasty yet. How about I live outside first? After all, my lease hasn't expired yet. When I've been in Dynasty for a long time and have a better understanding of Dynasty, I'll carefully consider whether to live in Dynasty or outside."

Feng Mo looked at Xia Meng deeply, "...Alright, whatever you want. If you change your mind, tell me and I'll make arrangements for you."

Xia Meng showed a faint smile on her face, "Thank you, Brother Feng."

Feng Mo patted Xia Meng's shoulder and emphasized again, "Don't be polite, this is called a win-win situation."

Xia Meng smiled, "Yes, this is a win-win situation for us!"

Xia Meng got in the car and left. Feng Mo watched the car drive into the darkness before turning around and returning to Huang Chao.

Xia Meng got off the car halfway. By the time Xia Meng climbed over the wall and returned to the villa, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

The electricity hadn't come back yet, but Xia Meng saw the maintenance personnel.

There are still a few hours before dawn, and Xia Meng can still sleep for a few more hours.

At seven o'clock the next day, Xia Meng got up on time. After getting up and washing, Xia Meng drank two large cups of spiritual spring water, and then went out for a run, as usual.

Thanks to the nourishment of the spiritual spring water over the years, Xia Meng was still full of energy even after only sleeping for two or three hours.

Xia Meng came back from running and saw that the driver had arrived. Xia Meng invited Lao Wei to come in for dinner. Lao Wei hurriedly said,

"Thank you, Governor Xia. I have already eaten it."

Xia Meng invited Lao Wei to come in and sit down.

Old Wei followed Xia Meng into the villa. When Mrs. Zhou saw Xia Meng coming back, she hurriedly invited Xia Meng to have breakfast.

"Governor, I made preserved egg and lean meat porridge this morning, as well as shrimp dumplings, beef pies, and red oil buns..."

Mrs. Zhou mentioned seven or eight things.

Xia Meng, "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work!"

Mrs. Zhou gave Xia Meng a simple smile and said, "It's not hard, it's not hard, this is what I should do."

After washing her hands, Xia Meng sat at the dining table and asked Mrs. Zhou to eat with her.

Mrs. Zhou might have been a little reserved at first, but later she felt relieved when she saw that although Xia Meng was young, she was extremely gentle and polite to people like them, never lost her temper with them, had a straightforward personality, and never pretended to be unreliable.

Mrs. Zhou served Xia Meng a big bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge. Xia Meng took a sip and found it very delicious!

Xia Meng's eyes lit up and she gave Zhou Ma a thumbs up, "It tastes good!"

A happy smile immediately appeared on Mrs. Zhou's face.

After finishing her meal, Xia Meng went upstairs to change her clothes and then took a taxi to the office building.

But as soon as he got downstairs, Xia Meng saw Yang Heng, who seemed to be waiting for him with a slightly solemn expression.

What's going on?