High-IQ chaebol: begging for a hug in the arms of a black belly

Xia Lan's family of four warmly invited Xia Tingyu and Shen Bocheng to have a light meal at home, but Master Xia stopped them on the grounds that it was not as good as a family dinner.

Regarding Shen Bocheng's identity, Xia's people were not without suspicion, but whenever Shen Tianhua appeared, he would bring Shen Bolun's matter with him, they were not quite sure whether the rumors were true, and they were afraid of the power of the old man of the Xia family, so no one dared to discuss this matter.

However, when Xia Tingyu came out to Shen Bocheng, they talked about it happily and never tire of it.

Those in the company who admired Xia Tingyu and posted them desperately, as well as the ladies from aristocratic families who offered to give business cards at the reception, all fainted in the toilet.

In order to reduce threats, Shen Bocheng often went in and out of Xia Tingyu's office openly, and stayed for several hours without leaving the house.

On this day, just in time, Shen Bocheng went to find Xia Tingyu, and heard a voice behind him whispering: "Look, when President Xia comes out later, his mouth must be red again."

A wicked smirk flashed on Shen Bocheng's face, and he strode in triumphantly, thinking that he must work harder later, it would be best if he could plant a big strawberry.

Just when everything is calm and the years are good.

Bad luck strikes suddenly and Shen Bolun is kidnapped.

Under the protection of layers of guards, under the watchful eyes of all the bodyguards, Shen Bolun was stunned by drugs in the bathroom and put into a trash can and taken out.

When the bodyguard found out that something was wrong, it was already ten minutes later.

After waking up, Shen Bolun was tied up in a secret cellar.

Under the dim and treacherous light, he could only see a dozen mercenaries with guns standing beside him.

After an unknown amount of time, a foreign man with curly hair came down the stairs from the cellar.

The man spoke fluent Chinese and was talking to a man dressed as a mercenary in the cellar.

"Leidner, are you sure this is really Shen Tianhua's grandson?" the man asked.

This foreign man named Leidner who just came in was the Spanish businessman who negotiated with Xia Tingyu that day.

"I'm sure, moreover, in order to cover up people's eyes and ears, Shen had a close relationship with this kid's younger brother before. We once suspected the identities of these two people, but it turns out that the one you captured is the one."

"He can't give you the information you want, but are you sure that bastard Shen Tianhua will exchange the chip for this kid?"

"Lin...you don't trust my ability to handle things?" Leidner's light blue eyes shone strangely like ghosts under the light.

The man named Lin took off his mask and took out another cigarette from his pocket. He glanced back at Shen Bolun, then slowly lit the cigarette, and said to Leidner with a sneer: "He will come, and he will bring Come together with what we want."

"Why are you so confident?"

"By..." Boom!

Leidner's eyes widened, he only felt a numbness in his brain, a big hole between his eyebrows was bubbling blood, and he lost consciousness again!

Shen Bolun looked at the scene in front of him, his heart was beating wildly, and his body was shaking like chaff...

"Don't be afraid, it will be your turn soon." The man said to Shen Bolun in a low and terrifying voice. After speaking, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, snuffed it out with his toes, and walked slowly towards Shen Bolun.

Shen Bolun's eyes widened, and the scarlet pupils were full of horror.

"Thorn..."

The man raised his hand and tore off the tape on Shen Bolun's mouth.

"Who are you?" Shen Bolun's voice was trembling.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what I want to do should be what you should be most concerned about at the moment."

Shen Bolun clenched his molars. From the conversation just now, he could easily hear that the other party came for a certain state secret in Shen Tianhua's hands.

When he discussed with Shen Tianhua before and decided to use himself to replace Shen Bocheng to the public, he had already expected such a day.

However, when this day came so suddenly, he still evoked the most primitive and deepest fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Tell me, will your grandfather betray the country he has devoted his whole life to for your life?" The man's eccentric and gloomy tone made one's scalp tingle.

Time passed by, and the man kept raising his wrist to look at his watch.

"Don't dream, my grandpa won't come. From the moment I agree to disclose my identity, I am not afraid of death. I just want the world to know that my grandpa has been loyal to the country all his life and shouldn't be left alone. Situation. Heh... My life is not important, you can take it away anytime you want."

After Shen Bocheng finished speaking, the man laughed: "Hahaha... What a stupid thing. I don't want that old man to be lonely and helpless, and I don't want the world to believe that good people don't die well? Hahaha... It's just a joke, so you died here today, don't you? Isn't it the same?"

"It's different, I'm a doctor! It's already been kept in the sperm bank. My grandfather will have as many descendants as he wants in the future."

It was a ridiculous joke, Shen Bolun knew that he was like a mindless idiot at the moment, but he had to delay the time and try to confuse the other party as much as possible.

The results were nothing more than two, one, Shen Tianhua came to rescue him, and two, he stalled for time and waited for someone to capture these traitors and strangle them all.

As for his life, it is not important at all. If he does something meaningful and valuable before he dies, he will be considered a worthy death.

"Hahaha, you are a doctor. I think you are seriously ill, and you are still seriously ill. You can think of such a method. It's not a loss to the descendants of the general. You are talented, really talented!"

Shen Bolun pretended not to be very smart, which really made the man relax his vigilance.

"No one knows about getting a serious illness." Shen Bolun said seriously.

"What..." The man couldn't follow Shen Bolun's brain circuit at all.

"Yes, that's right, I'm seriously ill." Shen Bolun said.

"What do you mean?" The man raised one eyebrow and asked with great interest.

"It means literally." Shen Bolun.

"Damn...you dare to trick me?" The man became furious, raised his hand and slapped Shen Bolun.

This slap was so strong that Shen Bolun turned his head, his teeth bit the inner wall of his mouth, and blood flowed out along the numb and unclosable lips.

The buzzing in his head gradually weakened, and Shen Bolun raised his head again, and said to the man: "I have depression, a very serious kind, and if you don't mess with me, I won't live long. To be honest, I even have depression every day. I had the urge to commit suicide no less than a dozen times."

The man frowned, he didn't expect that he would be bound to a terminally ill neuropathy.

"Don't you believe me? If you don't believe me, you can look in my pocket. Is there any medicine with me?" After speaking, Shen Bolun motioned him to search his left pocket with his head.

The white coat had been taken off when he came, and he was wearing a woolen sweater and black slacks at this time.

The man touched his left trouser pocket, and there was indeed a small bottle of medicine in it.

He took it out quickly, but he couldn't make out the English on it, so he grabbed a subordinate and asked, "Translate it for me."

His subordinate was a yellow-haired mercenary, and he read out the name of the medicine and the description of its ingredients word by word.