Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 692: : how serious

Zhan Nanheng just looked at her like that.

The camel coat was taken off as soon as she came in, and the dark brown turtleneck was fitted with a slim fit to frame her delicate soft lines.

This is the beginning of the lanterns.

The more calm Lin Hanxing is, the more mysterious she becomes.

"Privately, I also escorted many Malay heavyweights in justice."

The gleaming white fingers glowed, and the air seemed to have a faint fragrance.

"Anyone who can be hired would rather take a risk and kidnap an extremely influential and important person in a foreign country. I can't think of anyone other than the royal family who could make them work so hard."

Lin Hanxing shook the wine glass, allowing the ice cubes inside to collide, making a fine crunching sound.

Zhan Nanheng's baby face showed a sarcastic and self-deprecating smile.

"I thought they wanted my life."

Hearing this, Lin Hanxing looked at him with strange eyes, and Zhan Nanheng felt that the word "idiot" was clearly written in it.

"If they want your life, you won't survive us that night."

Lei Xiao's voice was low and cold, with no warmth.

Eagle-like eyes swept across Zhan Nanheng's face, his eyes synchronizing with the star **** Lin Han.

“…”

Zhan Nanheng was stared at by these two eyes and forced to swallow the words that came to his mouth.

Look at Lei Xiao with provocation in his eyes.

"Since Mr. Lei is so smart, why don't they come to me!"

Ignoring the provocation in Zhan Nanheng's eyes, Lei Xiao took a sip of tea.

"The term of office of the Malay head is five years, and the next appointment is about half a year away."

Lei Xiao's voice was as warm as his eyes.

"I want to..."

His eyes are thoughtful.

"There is something wrong with the Crown Prince."

As soon as Lei Xiao finished speaking, the door of the box was pulled open from the outside.

Yuan Shaojing walked in from the outside with a dignified face, with the bodyguard Hai Shu beside him.

"That's right, there is indeed a problem with the Crown Prince."

"Mr. Yuan."

Zhan Nanheng stood up, obviously not expecting him to appear.

Yuan Shaojing stretched out his hand and pressed Zhan Nanheng's shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to get up. After handing the crutch to Uncle Hai, he sat down on the tatami.

"There's something wrong with the Malay side."

Lin Hanxing's expression did not change, and he was not enthusiastic about Yuan Shaojing's appearance.

Seeing her reaction, Zhan Nanheng was puzzled.

I am puzzled about the relationship between Lin Hanxing and Yuan Shaojing.

Two people, the atmosphere is very subtle.

"The next crown prince was involved in a car accident five days ago during the interval between his expiry activities."

Yuan Shaojing's low voice was a hundred times more solemn than his face. Obviously, the accident was not small.

"But there is still no wind in Malay..."

Zhan Nanheng's eyebrows suddenly tightened, but he stopped before he finished speaking.

Lin Hanxing glanced at him lightly, knowing that Zhan Nanheng had come to the fore.

No news is the worst!

This is the case with news. Any slight disturbance will shake the public, so the smaller the matter, the bigger it is. If it is used well, it will have a powerful effect on the image of the royal family.

And vice versa, the bigger the matter, the more important it should be to make the little things invisible.

Yuan Shaojing's face also fully illustrates this point.

As the richest Chinese in Malaysia, he knows the depths of it better than any of them here.

"How serious is it?"

As if finally realizing the seriousness of the problem, Zhan Nanheng asked.

Hearing this, Yuan Shaojing was expressionless.

Just staring at the glass in hand.

I don't know how long ago, he looked up at Lin Hanxing.

The bottom of her eyes is deep.

Speak slowly.