Chapter 870: Dock (see monthly pass)

Cui Xian boarded the plane from San Francisco Airport and went to Z Guopeng City.
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Capital.
A riot had just happened in MSS, so that fine beads of sweat appeared on Liu Qingping's forehead.
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Liu Qingping stepped out of the headquarters. At the end of August, the capital was still hot, and the air in his lungs seemed to have a scorching smell.
He took a deep breath and got into the car.
The car drove along the headquarters building all the way towards the city. During the period, it passed a small suburban road. There were almost no cars on the road on weekdays. Liu Qingping was used to driving on this road to think.
The adopted son of Huang Gezhang who succeeded two years ago has not been found out until now. He has heard that he is not in good health and has never shown his face.
The affairs on the bright side are almost handled by Kong Zhandong, who has inherited public office. This young master Huang is said to have been not in Country M before, and the most sensational appearance two years ago was heard at a high-level meeting after the death of Mr. Huang... …
boom!
Liu Qingping's thoughts returned to the cage, and there was already a fire from the rear of the car, and then there was another explosion, and the huge impact force slammed the car to the ground, and he had no time to panic.
On the small road in the suburbs.
The black red flag car overturned to the ground, the fire gradually raged, and the door opened. Liu Qingping was struggling to crawl out with blood on his face. The dripping blood on his head almost covered his eyes. The intense pain made him know that he was hurt.
He was attacked.
This thought made him angry but was a little frightened, who would dare to attack him near here.
Slowly, a sports car came slowly from the rear, and did not stop until it drove a certain distance, and then the door opened.
Liu Qingping struggled to raise his head and look not far away. The action of climbing out with both elbows was to stop, and squinted to look carefully.
Until the black shadow stood in front of him, staring at him from an absolutely condescending angle.
And Liu Qingping looked up at each other.
Until there was a burst of laughter from above, his eyes stopped suddenly, "Is it you?"
"It's been a long time, Liu Bu." The man slowly stopped his laughter, his voice was clear and refreshing, as if he could erase the heat of this scorching summer, and it also made Liu Qingping's heart slightly cool.
Unexpectedly, the man stretched out a hand, "I heard that my household registration has been revoked, and you have to get it back for me in three days."
Liu Qingping stretched out his hand and was pulled out of the car by the opponent, his face still blank.
But the man turned around and left, and the other side's laughter came from a distance, "Yes, I will enter the second year of Pengcheng University. I don't want to be stopped at the door on the day of school."
With the loud roar of the motor, Liu Qingping realized that the opponent was driving a dark Ferrari F50.
She was not dead!
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Wei Sheng did not die. For her, the past three years have been recovering from injuries abroad.
At the same time, she couldn't contact her family because of some unspeakable difficulty and the dung bucket on the top of her head. Because of the difficult situation, the family thought she was dead and it was safer to know that she was alive.
But later, she still contacted her parents for the first time and told that she was still alive.
It was Kong Zhandong who rescued her back then, and the body in the yard was a subordinate of Kong Zhandong who swooped up to press on the grenade.
But her life was still hanging by a thread, and she was almost never saved.
Until now, Wei Sheng can still remember that bone pain.
"President Wei, let's blow up Minister Liu's car." Ning Dahai is now full of stubbles, showing a bit old-fashioned than he was in the past, and in his early thirties, he laughed a bit more calmly than before. .
He turned his head to look at the girl sitting in the passenger seat, with long hair and shawl, pale and thin face, on the narrow face, the eyebrows were delicate and picturesque, and looked weak, but even if he closed his eyes, he could still see that awe-inspiring.
Ning Dahai didn't hear the reply and sighed softly. He knew that Mr. Wei had suffered in the past few years.
As for how bitter it is.
Ning Dahai opened his mouth and sighed again, no matter how hard he was, he was finally back.
Good days are all behind.
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Pengcheng University.
At the beginning of September, the sky is just right. The lychee trees, mangrove trees and the large green mountains and lakes all over the school and the winding roads form a rare and magnificent garden landscape. The modern scientific research building, The literary hall and classroom and office buildings make this garden full of inconsistent modernity.
The green grass and the blue sky.
The new subway screen outlines the latest basketball court that was just completed this year.
The young people sweated and galloped in the venue, and the girls wore white shirts and short skirts and sat around them.
"Have you watched, it's him! So handsome!" Zhang Dandan and two senior sisters stood outside the wire fence, staring brightly at the boy galloping in the stadium, one of the boys.
The white basketball shirt lining the man's skin is as white as jade, but he is very strong, with a long figure jumping against the sun, and his face is dazzling and dizzy.
"He, I know, Cui Xian, a sophomore, heard that he started to engage in private equity in his freshman year, and he has a very good way of playing fund lending. It's far worse than Shao Bingran." The boy behind Zhang Dandan smiled bitterly.
These words could not help Zhang Dandan turned his eyes and glanced at the boy. He was of average appearance, average height and average body.
He immediately dismissed a smile, turned his head and ignored it.
Zhang Dandan knows that Cui Xian's reputation in school is not far behind Wen Yan and Shao Bingran, but he is not often in school.
Although Zhang Dandan is a freshman in this year, when talking about school boys in the dormitory, Cui Xian must be the best one. She is not obsessed with any handsome guy like an idiot, but once she found out after eating in a school restaurant. Wallet, there was no money to pay the bill, and Cui Xian, who was eating alone at the next table, threw down the money to help her out. Since then, she has started to pay attention to him.
She has heard about Cui Xian. It is said that the girlfriend she made in high school passed away because of an accident. No wonder this boy is always sad in the cold, and it makes people feel distressed.
Facing a boy who has a sad past like a prince, the girl always unconsciously overflows with maternal love, or is hoping to be the one who saves each other.
At this time, in front of the main entrance of Pengcheng University, a taxi was slowly ‘dorting’.