a.m.
Boss Jiang stepped out of the Peninsula Hotel, and the bodyguard opened the car door. He got into the Rolls-Royce that ordinary people feared.
"Where’s Taoist Duanmu?"
Cao Jinse was already sitting in the car, her black suit formal and dignified, just like Boss Jiang.
After all, she had given instructions early in the morning.
"She’s still asleep, didn’t wake her."
Jiang Chen replied casually, but this explanation was full of holes.
The Taoist nun sister has never been lazy.
To this, Cao Jinse simply said, "Taoist Duanmu isn’t a child anymore, so be more mindful when fabricating lies next ti."
"..."
Boss Jiang, who hadn’t settled in his seat yet, stiffened.
"Drive."
Cao Jinse looked ahead.
Regarding the lip mark from the morning, Jiang Chen wanted to explain but didn’t know how to start.
Glancing at CEO Cao.
Calm and natural.
Alright.
So things only get worse the more you explain, and she seemingly didn’t care at all.
"What should I say later?"
Boss Jiang decided not to explain, after all, Cao Jinse wasn’t an ordinary woman.
What is a huge matter to ordinary won might be trivial to her, while sothing insignificant could be of great importance.
For instance, the Fukushima nuclear leak.
To Koda Kaoru, it’s just irrelevant news.
"You don’t need to say anything."
Jiang Chen fell silent, then said, "Then I’ll act as your bodyguard."
Though Cao Jinse is principled, she had already revealed much.
The person they were going to et was likely connected to the Fukushima nuclear leak.
Taking Jiang along was clearly inappropriate.
Of course.
Jiang Chen understood her intentions.
No surprises.
The person worth eting, from humanity’s beacon, must be extraordinary.
"Do you think you look like a bodyguard?"
Jiang Chen was once again speechless.
He indeed didn’t resemble a bodyguard; he appeared more like a pretty face.
"I’ll follow your arrangent."
"If no one notices you, don’t speak."
Jiang Chen wasn’t displeased, nodding imdiately, "Understood."
Cao Jinse would never make pointless moves.
For this eting, she hadn’t even brought Yan Guangyi’s subordinates, besides herself, there were only bodyguards.
Under such circumstances, it’d be hard not to attract attention.
Boss Jiang thought so.
After all, with many people around, it was easy to "hide in the light."
But soon Boss Jiang found he was overthinking.
Haneda International Airport.
The Rolls-Royce convoy proceeded uninterrupted, driving straight onto the tarmac.
Today wasn’t exclusive to this privilege.
Jiang Chen noticed the tarmac ant for plane landings was quite lively.
Police cars, special service vehicles, and other low-profile luxurious convoys... dozens of them in total.
The area had been cordoned off long ago.
This formation was much grander than when they chased him and Tanki Liuli.
"Here to greet the President?"
Jiang Chen couldn’t help but speak.
"If it were the President, you wouldn’t be here to watch the excitent."
Cao Jinse said, "It’s a beauty."
A beauty?
What’s the aning of this?
Am I interested in beauties?
"What’s good about beauties? They’re everywhere."
Jiang Chen imdiately declared, showing his noble character.
Cao Jinse turned to look, "Not an ordinary beauty."
Jiang Chen was unmoved, he wasn’t pretending; the won around him, like the Taoist nun sister he spent every day with, weren’t they breathtaking?
The Rolls-Royce convoy stopped.
Boss Jiang had no more ti to showcase his character.
"Miss Cao."
"Miss Cao."
"Miss Cao."
...
What’s called aura.
Before Cao Jinse even got out, several groups ca over from various directions.
Among them, one was in a police uniform; judging by the rank, he wasn’t on the sa level as Tabuchi Masahiro who led the last ti.
Cao Jinse smiled, greeting everyone in turn.
In English.
The police scene.
Political circle.
Even the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Almost all high officials in Dongying showed up.
Boss Jiang stood silently behind Cao Jinse, staying mute, luckily amid many people, no one noticed him.
"How long until arrival?"
Cao Jinse turned and looked up at the blue sky.
The weather was great today, clear skies.
"The plane entered Dongying airspace half an hour ago, monitored by aviation authority, no more than five minutes left."
The speaker was a man around fifty, with glasses, balding; compared to Cao Jinse, he was a generation older, yet he seed rather reserved.
Cao Jinse nodded.
The vast crowd began to wait together.
Jiang Chen didn’t focus on the blue sky but observed the crowd, morizing their faces.
Never underestimate national power.
"It’s coming."
Everyone simultaneously looked up at the sky.
A specially customized Airbus appeared tily over Haneda International Airport, descending in the gaze of the crowd.
Jiang Chen raised his head too.
Compared to a custom Airbus that billionaires admire, as it lowered altitude, Jiang’s eyes were drawn to an emblem on the aircraft.
Or rather.
A totem.
A mysterious eye.
This made Jiang Chen involuntarily recall sothing.
US Dollar,
There seems to be a similar emblem on it.
The plane hadn’t landed yet, but the ground was already bustling.
The Dongying police and special forces waiting proceeded with their operations; the area had long been cordoned off within two to three hundred ters, but sotis, appearances matter more, showing your effort.
The Airbus landed, taxiing along the runway, ultimately stopping smoothly at the calculated spot.
A carpet had long been laid on the ground.
With a welcoming team, it could have been for a Head of State.
Curiosity piqued everyone, beholding the lowered boarding stairs, Jiang couldn’t help but have so interest.
The first to erge at the cabin door were two blonde stewardesses.
Then ca burly bodyguards.
Professional top-tier bodyguards, indeed not everyone can impersonate; it wasn’t just a few bodyguards descending but a whole guard team, each exuding a stern, cold aura; they were well-trained, cooperatively surveying the surroundings, securing positions around the stairway.
Cao Jinse remained still.
Jiang Chen didn’t move either.
The waiting Dongying noble folk were possibly intimidated by the bodyguards’ deanor, not proceeding imdiately.
Everyone’s gaze focused on.
The Airbus cabin door.
A silhouette finally erged.
The wind tousled her long hair.
Bathed in sunlight, she towered impressively, descending like an angel, or.
A goddess.
Boss Jiang wasn’t one to be shy; many around inexplicably lowered their heads, but he studied her with keen interest.
Undeniably.
Cao Jinse didn’t lie.
Rare to find a Western woman who could compare with the Taoist nun sister.
But most captivating to Jiang Chen were her eyes.
Foreigners’ eyes, genuinely beautiful.
More blue than the sky, vaster than the galaxy.
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