Bab 312: Chapter 312 will give you 50 million
Penulis: Qingqing Zijin 05 Mesin Penerjemah
Through the car window, Jian Xiaomo could see that there were many people below. There were all kinds of socialites, and there were reporters everywhere. There were dazzling flashes, and there was a long red carpet.
As soon as they saw Long Chenjue's car driving over, many reporters immediately rushed over, and Long Chenjue's car directly stopped at the entrance of the building.
2Seeing the crowd outside and the large number of reporters, Jian Xiaomo was a little afraid when she saw this.
Long Chenjue pulled Jian Xiaomo into his arms and said in a low voice, "I'm here."
2Then, he walked forward with Jian Xiaomo in his arms.
Long Chenjue was famous in Sea City, so naturally, many people knew him, especially those from the business world. When they saw him walking over, they immediately greeted him. "Young Master Long."
2As they hurriedly retreated to the side, the reporters' flashlights shot at Long Chenjue.
2When the bodyguards saw this, they went forward and pushed the reporters back.
Long Chenjue held Jian Xiaomo in his arms and strode forward on the red carpet.
It was only when Jian Xiaomo saw Jun Muqian, who was busy recruiting people on the red carpet, that she realized what was going on.
Today was Jun Muqian's company day, and she had forgotten such an important day.
Long Chenjue had specially brought her here to support Jun Muqian, or to ruin the occasion.
Jian Xiaomo's face turned pale at the thought of ruining the occasion.
This man would never come to support the occasion out of kindness.
As she was thinking, Jun Muqian, who was dressed in black, saw Jian Xiaomo and Long Chenjue. His body stiffened, but he still greeted them politely.
2Before the two of them could speak, Jian Xiaomo felt a strong smell of gunpowder. The eyes of the two men were burning with sparks.
Jian Xiaomo just opened her mouth. "Muqian."
2She was pulled into Long Chenjue's arms. Long Chenjue lowered his head and kissed Jian Xiaomo's red lips. Then he said gently, "Jian Xiaomo, be good. Don't talk."
2His tone was gentle, but his eyes were sharp.
Then Long Chenjue raised his head and stared at Jun Muqian with his deep eyes. He was high and mighty, full of an evil aura of peace.
Jun Muqian did not flinch and stared at him.
At this moment, some reporters had already heard Jian Xiaomo call him Muqian. When they heard it, they were so intimate, naturally, they started to make a big fuss. "Young Master Long, judging from the way Miss Jian addressed President Jun, the two of them should be very familiar with each other."
2The reporter almost said that they should have a close relationship, but the reporter was not so bold and still beat around the bush.
How could Long Chenjue not understand the meaning of the reporter's words? His sharp eyes immediately shot at the reporter.
2The reporter was so frightened that he took a few steps back. The microphone in his hand almost fell out, but the other reporters at the side held on to it.
Long Chenjue's deep, cello-like voice rang out. "He saved my woman's life, and my woman is someone who knows how to be grateful." Naturally, that meant that she would be more intimate with him.
2When the reporter heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "I understand, I understand." Following that, his face carried a fawning smile.
2At this moment, Long Chenjue motioned towards Ba Luo. Ba Luo immediately went forward and handed a check to Jun Muqian.
Jun Muqian looked at Ba Luo in surprise. When he saw the number on the check, he felt like he was holding a hot potato. He immediately stepped back and asked Ba Luo, "What are you doing?"
2Ba Luo naturally did not take the check. He took a step back and Long Chenjue said in a low voice, "Take it!"
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