Run away! The domineering president's strong love

Looking at the screen full of "husband", Gu Huaijin fell into self-doubt.

Jin Mingzhu always called him by his name. Only when he pushed her to the edge of the bed would she obey him and reluctantly call him "husband".

Although the relationship between the two had eased a little, she was no longer so affectionate with him. Instead, she seemed to have changed her mind.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He raised his hand and pressed the internal line. After giving a few instructions, Chen Chuan left.

In Jiangcheng, earthquake relief work is proceeding in an orderly manner, and rescue workers are conducting search and rescue operations in the disaster-stricken areas over and over again.

Wave after wave of people are pouring into the disaster area, leaving no blind spots.

Dinghua Media promptly conveyed the situation in the earthquake-stricken areas to the outside world, allowing people across the country to understand the disaster. Everyone donated money and materials, and most of the victims were properly resettled.

When Jin Mingzhu was helping the staff distribute supplies, suddenly an urgent whistle was heard in the distance, and a person ran over from a distance.

His body was covered in blood and mud, and he cried out when he saw people:

"The earthquake in our area triggered a mudslide. The village is about to be buried. Go and rescue them."

After receiving the information, the leader immediately organized a rescue team to go for the rescue, and the reporting team also immediately followed the team.

The road to the disaster-stricken village was rugged and mountainous, so they took a ride on a tractor owned by a local villager. The tractor was swaying so much that Jin Mingzhu's head hit the railing several times.

"Mingzhu, come here."

Sister Wang held her tightly and steady her body.

"Thank you, Sister Wang."

"You're welcome. Does your lover agree to let you come?" Sister Wang asked casually to ease the tense atmosphere.

"He is very supportive of my work." Jin Mingzhu evaded the question.

"That's good." Wang Qian sighed.

"My husband didn't want me to come, but I insisted. Mingzhu, don't you think people in our line of work should live up to their conscience?"

She nodded.

Sister Wang continued:

"In fact, I was quite hesitant that day. The disaster area was too dangerous and I have children at home. But when I saw you raised your hand without hesitation, I was inspired by you. Mingzhu, you are a great reporter, really."

"Mingzhu, I am not afraid of hardship, but I really miss my child."

Thinking of her five-year-old child at home, Wang Qian's tone couldn't help but be choked with sobs.

Jin Mingzhu put his hand on her shoulder and patted her a few times to comfort her.

"Sister Wang, you have done a great job in reporting the situation in the disaster area. We are all the best."

"My baby will definitely be able to see your brave mom on TV. He will be proud of you."

Jin Mingzhu praised her sincerely, which calmed Wang Qian down.

Lu Liang echoed:

"This time, Dinghua is really grateful to everyone for not fearing danger and standing up. So, when we return to Jing City, I will treat everyone to hot pot."

Everyone groaned, and Wang Qian complained:

"Editor-in-chief, your income is several times ours, and you only treat us to a hot pot. You are too stingy, you are such a miser."

Lu Liang blushed and added:

"How about I treat everyone to a meal at the most expensive restaurant in Beijing? Just order whatever you want. Isn't that sincere enough?"

"Thank you editor-in-chief!"

Hearing that Lu Liang was so willing to bleed, everyone applauded and the carriage was extremely lively.

"However, everyone should remember that our interview work needs to proceed, and safety is our top priority."

"Yes, yes, editor-in-chief."

Jin Mingzhu held the railing firmly, reached out, and took the opportunity to take a few photos on the road.

The roar of the tractor stopped abruptly, and someone came forward to tell everyone:

"Due to the mudslide, the road ahead collapsed. We have to walk in, which is about five kilometers away."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone packed up their things, got off the tractor and followed the troops forward step by step.

The originally smooth road was now covered with fallen rocks and mud from the mountains. A light drizzle was falling from the sky, and soon everyone's clothes were soaked.

Everyone covered the equipment with plastic bags and followed the progress of the main force.

The mountain road is slippery and you may fall into the gravel if you are not careful. You should also look up the mountain at all times and be careful of falling rocks.

The journey was arduous, and by the time we arrived at the disaster-stricken village, we were all soaked to the skin, looking extremely miserable.

As soon as they arrived at the scene, the soldiers immediately started the rescue. The strong male colleagues also took the initiative to help, while the female comrades recorded the disaster situation and helped calm the emotions of the affected people.

There was also a video link with the live news studio. Wang Qian held the microphone and introduced the situation in the mudslide-affected areas as concisely as possible.

"Hello, host. I'm Wang Qian. At 15:00 local time, a mudslide occurred in Songlin Town, Jiangcheng. As many as one hundred people were affected. Rescue operations are underway. Let's take a look at the situation at the scene."

Jin Mingzhu controlled the camera and filmed the situation on the scene.

At this moment, an accident happened. An aftershock hit. They were standing on a steep slope and the rubble on the mountain rolled up and down uncontrollably.

"Sister Wang, be careful!"

She quickly took a few steps forward and pulled Wang Qian, but it was too late. Both of them were hit by the stones and fell to the ground.

"Hurry! Something's happening here!"

The people who witnessed the whole process cried out in surprise, and several people rushed over and helped the two men up.

Jin Mingzhu's forehead was smashed and the flowing blood blurred her vision, but she was able to stand firm by her own will and pushed everyone away to see Wang Qian's condition.

Wang Qian was carried onto a stretcher. She was unconscious and her body was limp.

"Sister Wang!" She called out several times, but there was no response from the other party.

The rescuers carried the stretcher away. Jin Mingzhu felt dizzy and sat down on the side with the help of others.

"Miss, come up quickly, you are injured."

Jin Mingzhu shook her head and insisted:

"Just give me a simple bandage and leave the stretcher to someone who needs it more. I can walk by myself."

Seeing that she was so persistent, the medical staff gave her a simple treatment and left the scene.

Jin Mingzhu picked up the fallen camera and equipment and continued to shoot some videos and photos before leaving the disaster site.

Over in Hong Kong City, two people who were having fun were surrounded by a group of men in black, and they couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

"We didn't mess with the mafia!"

The two of them hugged each other, their eyes filled with fear.

Feng Zhen didn't waste any more time talking to them. He directly took out Jin Mingzhu's cell phone from their bag and asked:

"What's going on? Tell the truth! Or I'll kill you."

With the black muzzle of the gun pointed at the two of them, there was no intention of keeping his promise. He told them everything Jin Mingzhu had told him to do.