allonlinenovel Chapter 587 Give him the list and cooperate with him
Chapter 587 Give him the list and cooperate with him
Jin Huan uttered these words slowly, and Ling Che's eyes were filled with a chilling coldness.
"Let's make a deal, Mr. Ling," Jin Huan said. "Give me the list, cooperate with me, and you and everyone around you will be safe."
"What if I don't agree?"
"If not, then we can only play a game of chase, life and death escape." Jin Huan said with a smile, "But I don't think you can beat me."
He smiled confidently, "Mr. Ling, you're a law-abiding citizen living in the sunshine. You live a dazzling life. Your family, your lover, your friends, all the people you care about are out in the open. And then there's all the employees of the LS Group. If a bomb suddenly destroyed the entire building one day, what a magnificent sight it would be."
Ling Che stared at the phone on the table, murderous intent rising in his eyes.
He lives in the sunshine and is sure to be seen by everyone.
Jin Huan was watching him in the darkness, but he couldn't see Jin Huan.
Jin Huan wanted to cooperate with him, just to drag him into the dark abyss.
"Oh, right." Jin Huan laughed again, "Your Madam should have arrived at the company safely today, right? I was worried that my people didn't know the way and couldn't get her there safely."
Ling Che's chest was heaving violently. Jin Huan was reminding him that Qiao Ruyi could easily disappear from this world if she wanted to.
Not only that, but everyone around him as well.
He stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and chuckled, "It seems that Boss Jin has done a lot of research on me."
"Because I admire President Ling so much, I can't wait to work with him." Jin Huan said with a smile, "As long as we work together to conquer China, the whole world will be under our feet."
"Boss Ling, I'll give you three days to consider this. After three days, I hope the answer will satisfy both you and me."
Jin Huan hung up the phone after saying that.
Ling Che stared at the unknown number and made a call, "Check where this number belongs."
A minute later, the other party replied, "Mr. Ling, the account has been cancelled and cannot be found."
In just two minutes, all the phone numbers were cancelled. Ling Che held the phone tightly in his hand, and his fingertips turned white from the force.
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At two o'clock in the afternoon, the golden light of the setting sun shone on the sign at the gate of the military compound.
In the courtyard, a three-story Chinese-style building stood majestically in the sunlight. Wisps of green smoke drifted out from the open windows and fled everywhere, choking the little yellow dog basking in the sun downstairs and making it sneeze.
The kitchen on the first floor was filled with the smell of cooking smoke and clanging sounds.
Song Hui sat on the mahogany sofa in the living room, calmly reading the newspaper. He would cough occasionally, then continue reading calmly.
Zhu Ying sneezed as she walked back and forth in the house, occasionally looking into the kitchen out of concern.
"Lanlan, what's wrong? Do you need mom's help?"
"No need, Mom!"
Song Xilan's voice came from the kitchen, mixed with the sound of the spatula stirring. She coughed a few times and replied to Zhu Ying in a hoarse voice, "I'll be fine soon - cough cough -"
Zhu Ying fanned the oil and salt in front of her with her hands and looked into the kitchen. "Lanlan, is the range hood on?"
"It's on, it's on!" The range hood was working very hard.
"Are you too angry?" Zhu Ying asked again.
Song Xilan coughed and said, "The chef in this video said that this dish needs to be stir-fried over high heat."
"Lanlan, how about——"
"Oh, Mom!" Song Xilan quickly put down the spatula and walked to the door to push Zhu Ying out. "Go out and sit with Dad. I can do it myself."
Song Xilan said as he closed the kitchen door.
"Oh my." Zhu Ying looked at the tightly closed kitchen door and hurried to the living room. "Old Song, is it possible that my daughter will get sick from choking herself in the kitchen?"
Song Hui didn't even raise his head, looking at the newspaper. "She's not a child anymore. If she can't stand the choking, won't she open the door and come out?"
Zhu Ying sat down on the sofa and sneezed again, covering her mouth. "Why do you think my daughter suddenly wants to learn how to cook?"
At noon, Song Xilan had developed an interest in cooking. She lay on the sofa and watched cooking videos for a while. Then, on a whim, she decided to cook for herself and ran to the kitchen to start cooking.
After washing and cutting, she made the kitchen look like a refugee camp and refused to let Zhu Ying help.
Then he lit the fire, and I didn't know what was being cooked, but thick smoke billowed out.
At that time, Song Hui thought his house was on fire and almost called the fire department.
Song Hui held up the newspaper and said, "If she wants to learn, then she can learn."
Hearing his perfunctory conversation, Zhu Ying kicked his leg and said, "I'm asking why your daughter is so determined to learn how to cook. She hasn't been in the kitchen for more than 20 years."
Song Hui glanced at her and smiled, "Maybe my daughter has grown up."
As soon as he finished speaking, the pungent smell of oil smoke came again, and both of them sneezed at the same time.
Zhu Ying opened all the windows in the house, but was unable to dispel the cooking fumes.
Just then, the kitchen door opened.
"Dad, Mom! I'm done!"
Song Xilan brought the prepared dishes to the table with a smile, "It's time to eat!"
Zhu Ying looked at her daughter wearing an apron and serving dishes, and tears of relief filled her eyes.
It seems that my daughter has really grown up.
Song Hui walked to the dining table and was stunned when he saw the three dishes and one soup on the table.
The three dishes were pitch black and I couldn’t tell their names.
Song Xilan brought them bowls and chopsticks, and brought out a thermos bucket, "Dad, Mom, you guys eat first, I have something to do so I'll be out first."
Seeing her pull off her apron and carry the thermos to the entrance to change shoes, Zhu Ying called out, "Lanlan, where are you going?"
Song Xilan didn't say anything, just changed his shoes and ran away quickly.
Song Hui took the chopsticks and took a look at the black dishes. He didn't know where to start and sighed with relief and bitterness.
"Why are you sighing?" Zhu Ying asked.
Song Hui laughed and said, "Didn't you see the girl was carrying a thermos bucket? It looked like she was going to deliver food to a young man."
Zhu Ying reacted and smiled happily, "You mean, Lanlan went to see Yanzhi?"
Song Hui tapped the edge of the plate with his chopsticks. "Do you think these dishes were specially made for us by our daughter? We are just taking advantage of that boy."
"That's a good thing." Zhu Ying asked with a smile, "Why are you sighing?"
Song Hui's eyes swept across the three black dishes, "Our daughter's cooking skills are both a blessing and a hardship for that boy!"