Chapter 671: Mo Jingshen's Right Hand Is on the Door, and the Other Hand Is Directly...

Los Angeles, USA.

"Mr. Mo... This is your mobile phone number card in China. It does take a few days to reissue the domestic number card in the United States." A middle-aged woman with blonde hair and blue eyes was not fluent in "fuck". in Chinese, walked into the lounge, and put a light blue card on the table.

Mo Jingshen just returned to Los Angeles a few days ago. He drove less than a kilometer out of the airport when he was ambushed by Ajib's younger brother and his gang. During this period, people from the xi base had already taken precautions in advance. There were no casualties, but before the vehicle Mo Jingshen was in spontaneously ignited and detonated, the mobile phone fell on the car, causing the mobile phone he was carrying and the phone card he brought back to be damaged.

Ji Nuan used his domestic mobile phone number to help him register for WeChat at the beginning. In a few days, the phone number card in the United States could not be reissued too quickly, and Mo Jingshen had just left the xi base. When he got the phone card again, he had already returned to the United States. After the afternoon of the sixth day.

Looking at the light blue "color" card, Mo Jingshen picked it up casually. At the same time, a man in black walked into the lounge. The moment the man saw him, he walked over respectfully and cautiously. His appearance is fluent, but he speaks fluent English: "Mr. Mo, our boss is currently being kidnapped by those people. Their request is that you go to the appointed place to meet them alone, otherwise the ticket will be torn up at any time..."

The middle-aged woman with blond hair and blue eyes next to her saw that Mo Jingshen was still holding the card with clear eyes, but she didn't say a word. Knowing that he had something to talk about now, she quickly stepped forward and turned on a spare mobile phone on the table, then went over to help. He put the "insert" in, and put it back into his hands respectfully.

The man who just came in was still talking, but in Mo Jingshen's eyes he couldn't tell what kind of attitude he was holding, and he didn't dare to speak again for a while.

Mo Jingshen casually opened the cell phone he had just "inserted" the number card. Before he could get WeChat, another cell phone commonly used in the United States rang at this moment.

"President Mo, Miss Ji went to the United States with a partner to discuss a third-party project cooperation. The target location is Los Angeles. Should we stay in Haicheng or go to Los Angeles with us?"

Mo Jingshen's eyes sank, and he glanced at another mobile phone, and said lightly, "She has already boarded the plane?"

"Yes, I just got on the plane, we checked, everything is safe on this flight, there is no problem, but Haicheng is domestic after all, and the safety factor is much higher than abroad, she went to Los Angeles this time purely because Project cooperation, but once we step into the United States, we are afraid that those lurking in the dark will shift their targets to her..."

Mo Jingshen had a thousand calculations, but he didn't expect that Ji Nuan would suddenly have a project in Los Angeles. This time, the Cambodian party's revenge action involved two places in Los Angeles and Cambodia.

Only in China they dare not stretch their hands so far, but once Ji Nuan stepped into Los Angeles, all the precautions he arranged beside her in Haicheng were equivalent to none.

"Send me her flight and landing time."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, Mo Jingshen hung up the phone, and at the same time used another mobile phone to log in to the WeChat that Ji Nuan had helped her with, and immediately saw two messages she sent a few days ago. .

But the time shows that it was already a few days ago.

...

Ji Nuan slept on the plane and woke up two hours before landing in Los Angeles. She got up and went to the first-class toilet to wash her face, and then returned to her seat to chat with her collaborator. Small hours passed quickly.

After flying all night, it finally landed around 8:10 in the morning.

Originally, the partner's customer had already arranged someone to pick him up, but when Ji Nuan walked out of the airport lobby while chatting and laughing with the partner, what he saw was a black off-road vehicle with a side beside the car. Ink depth of field.

At first sight of the man wearing a black T-shirt and trousers, and then seeing him standing by the car door with one hand in his trouser pocket, he seemed to have been waiting for a while, and it took a long time for her to reflect. He glanced at the time, then looked at the other cars parked outside the airport hall, and then his eyes fell on the handsome and unique man next to the black off-road vehicle.

"Your friend is coming to pick up the plane?" The partner who walked with Ji Nuan understood her eyes and asked with a smile.

Ji Nuan regained his senses and nodded to the partner in a blink of an eye.

Originally, they came to discuss cooperation with a third-party company, but they didn't have to go together. When Ji Nuan was picked up, the partner politely greeted Mo Jingshen's direction, inexplicably feeling that he seemed a little familiar. But today Mo Jingshen didn't wear a suit, and the partner was a foreigner, so he wasn't too sure who he was for a while, but after saying hello and nodding, he got into his own car and left.

Ji Nuan still stood there, looking at Mo Jingshen's direction, until the man standing beside the car smiled at her, she regained her senses and walked over with her small suitcase.

"It's rare that President Mo can still find time to come and pick him up despite his busy schedule. You don't even have time to make a phone call and reply to a message, but you still have time to come to the airport in person?" Ji Nuan didn't ask too much. Just looking at the T-shirt on him, I feel that although he is handsome, he obviously didn't come from the company. After all, he rarely wears such casual and casual clothes in the company.

"Isn't it happy to come pick you up in person? Do you want to be a good boy even if you get it cheap?" The man lightly hooked his lips.

Ji Nuan laughed: "The question is, how did you know that I came to Los Angeles today?"

When the words fell, before the man could answer, she raised her eyebrows: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, the bodyguards you arranged by my side are also like eyeliners, you can know if I make a move."

The man didn't refute, just took her small suitcase: "Get in the car."

Ji Nuan glanced at him again, thought about it, and explained autonomously: "I'm here to see the client, the bodyguard should have told you, I'm just here to negotiate a third-party contract, and I'll be back in two or three days. ."

"Well." The man lowered her eyes and put her suitcase into the car, opened the door casually, and whispered again: "Get in the car first."

Ji Nuan hesitated for a while, walked to the car door, still insisted: "So don't misunderstand the purpose of my coming to Los Angeles, I definitely didn't come to you."

The moment the voice fell, she seemed to hear the man who helped her open the car door with one hand chuckling behind her. She paused and turned around to see that Mo Jingshen had his right hand on the car door, and the other hand directly wrapped his arms around her waist. The tall body shrouded her between her body and the car door. Ji Nuan saw his smile that seemed to see through everything, and was about to speak, but was "forced" by his action to take two steps back, staggered and turned towards him. Sit back in the passenger seat. The warm wind is not as deep as your love