"Phew..."
In a room about thirty square ters, Director Luo, who ca to relax on a vacation, suddenly woke up, drenched in sweat, and sat up as if revived from the dead.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window.
However, there was air conditioning in the room, and it was functioning normally.
It definitely wasn’t the heat.
Director Luo panted heavily, his pupils dilating and relaxing, gradually calming down.
Luckily.
It was just a dream.
The experiences in reality often reflect in a person’s dreams.
This is the so-called day-thinking, night-dreaming.
Director Luo, who had never really encountered any setbacks until now, was deeply affected by this incident, causing a nightmare to arrive right on ti.
In the dream.
Horrifying news scenarios unfolded terrifyingly.
He found himself in a bustling nightclub, amid the bright lights and lively music, with a grotesque show opening up. But unlike the news, with a fleeting glance, he noticed the face made into a human pig was actually Xia Wanqing!
Luo Peng tightly closed his eyes, rubbing his face forcefully with both hands, but the nightmare’s images seed seared into his brain, impossible to shake off like a maggot clinging to the bones.
Not only his forehead but also his back was soaked with cold sweat.
Wasn’t he always proud of not being affected by the countless flowers around him? Yet, there was now a woman he couldn’t stop thinking about.
Perhaps it wasn’t about "conscience."
Just stemming from basic human decency.
The person went abroad with him, and if he were to return alone, his remaining life might be haunted by endless nightmares.
After calming down slightly, Luo Peng threw off the covers and got dressed and washed up.
Ba Ba Diplomatic Office’s internal restaurant.
He carried his tray, found a secluded spot, and sat down.
The "pitiful" Director Luo was eating breakfast alone when the phone rang.
He took it out for a look.
It was Jiang Chen.
Seeing the caller ID, his heart ward, and a slight smile crept unbidden to his face.
Slowly revealing true feelings.
What is true brotherhood?
Usually, Boss Jiang was as elusive as a dragon’s head, hard to find, almost like he was disconnected.
But now.
From the ti of the incident to now, it had only been a day, and he had already called several tis.
"Hello."
Luo Peng answered the phone, picking up the mobile.
"You woke up quite early."
Boss Jiang’s personality was still the sa. Luo Peng rembered when he was dumped by Ai Qian, he returned to the dorm with a smile on his face.
At that ti, he thought, his roommate was no ordinary person. Even if later he turned into a lapdog and was still obsessed with Ai Qian, he hadn’t given up on the rescue plan.
"Woke up from a nightmare."
In front of his buddy, there was no need to put up a facade.
Luo Peng exhaled, holding the phone with one hand while pinching a spoon with the other, "I dreamt about that news you ntioned before we went abroad."
"I don’t have the ability to predict the future."
Boss Jiang imdiately stated.
"What nonsense," Luo Peng chuckled angrily, "What’s it got to do with you? If there’s anyone to bla, it’s for not listening to your advice. If I had hired a few bodyguards, we’d probably have already left Xiang Country for another nation."
What’s done is done, any assumptions are aningless.
Luo Peng might be right, like a chemical reaction, any added variables could influence the final result, but in situations like these, Jiang Chen, familiar with his temperant, would definitely comfort him.
Luo Peng might seem carefree on the surface, but that’s just his protective coloring.
"Zhong Gan Shi must have communicated with you. Facing such a high-tech international cri organization, how much difference do you think a few bodyguards can make? You should be thankful they’re not interested in n. Otherwise, you might have been carried away too."
As he spoke, Jiang Chen muttered, "Speaking of which, don’t they have any unconventional clients? The world’s top elites don’t all have a preference for won, after all."
"Screw you."
Luo Peng cursed, "If I get caught, I’ll make sure to drag you along."
"I’m in the country."
Boss Jiang was concise.
"So what about being in the country? I can co up with so way to trick you into coming over. That’s how those scamrs operate."
"Poor choice of friends."
Boss Jiang sighed lightly.
"Alright, I’m fine, Zhong Gan Shi has talked to , and I promise to follow the arrangents, not to cause trouble for the organization."
"Why don’t you co back first? You’re just idling there anyway."
"My vacation isn’t over yet; you’re such a Scrooge."
Luo Peng laughed, then beca serious, "Though I may indeed be doing nothing here, at least I feel a little better."
Jiang Chen was silent for a mont, then said, "Alright, if anything happens, contact Zhong Gan Shi."
"Got it, don’t worry, get busy with getting the person out fast, it’s better than wasting ti chatting with ."
After a few more jabs, the call was disconnected on the other end.
Luo Peng placed the phone on the table and ate breakfast steadily.
"Director Luo, good morning."
Luo Peng looked up, and Zhong Xiaoai stood at the table, he nodded with a smile, "Morning."
"Mind if I sit?"
"Of course, go ahead."
Zhong Xiaoai sat down across from him, "How was your rest last night, Director Luo? If there’s anything unsatisfactory, you can let know."
"Everything’s fine. It’s certainly more comfortable than sleeping in a hotel. If I were at a hotel, I might not sleep a wink all night."
Luo Peng’s words were double-edged.
Zhong Xiaoai smiled, glancing at his youthful and handso face, "Director Luo truly is an outstanding young entrepreneur from our country, with an extraordinary state of mind."
"I learned this from Jiang Chen. In the face of established reality, all negative emotions are just a self-consumption, and beyond that, they won’t have any positive impact on reality."
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