The Close Special Soldier

C1658

Wilson said with disdain, "are you her boyfriend? It's just a pair of broken shoes. I've worn them out ten years ago. Take them if you like. "

Zhao Yang said with a sneer, "Wilson, are you really so indifferent to old love?"

"I don't have any old relationship with Anna for a long time. She is her, I am me, and we have nothing to do with each other."

"Anna has been harmed by you for ten years. In the past ten years, she has blocked herself from communicating with anyone. It's all thanks to you. Don't you have any guilt? "

"What can I feel guilty about? Her own psychological quality is poor. She can't bear it. She's asking for trouble. Who can blame her? " Wilson had no remorse at all, and his face was full of disdain. It was disgusting.

Zhao Yang said with a sneer, "Wilson, you will be punished for this."

Wilson spread out his hands and said with an arrogant face, "will I be punished? Ten years later, I became the editor in chief of the Washington Post from a newspaper intern. If this is retribution, I'd rather let it come more fiercely! "

Zhao Yang sneered at Wilson and said, "do you really not repent? Then don't regret it. "

Wilson snorted coldly, "if you don't leave again, I'll make you regret it."

Wilson scolded: "Damn, why did you come in here to see me? I must have got water in my head!"

"Go back and tell Anna that she and I have not been together for a long time. Now she is not worthy of me. If she still has me in her heart, I can consider accepting her as my lover." Wilson said with a smug smile.

Zhao Yang did not speak, but took out a piece of information from his handbag, put it on the big stage, pushed it to Wilson, and said, "you can see this information first."

Wilson disdainfully took the information, opened the information bag and said: "I can tell you very clearly that many people have come to my idea these years. They want to threaten me to listen to them, but eventually they are all killed by me. If you want to threaten me, I can tell you very clearly that you will die miserably "Yes."

Zhao Yang looked at Wilson ready to open the information bag, knowing that he would read it, he was relieved. He turned to go out and said with his back to Wilson: "I believe you will want to see me very much after you read this information."

With that, Zhao Yang walked out of Wilson's room and out of the company.

In fact, Wilson did not pay attention to Zhao Yang. In his eyes, Chinese people are a group of low-quality villains. He never disdained to deal with Chinese people.

Therefore, he thinks that the information given by Zhao Yang must be just a snapshot of him and his mistress together, which is not a threat to Wilson at all, because his wife has no matter how romantic he is outside for a long time, and his life is very happy.

Wilson opened his file bag with a smug smile. The smile on his face told of his arrogance.

When Wilson opened the file bag, he took out a few pages of information from it. He sneered and said, "do you want to threaten me just by these pages? Dream about it. "

Just as he was about to grasp these pages into a group, he suddenly saw a line of words, which cancelled his action.

Wilson frowned slightly, picked up the information and scanned it quickly.

When he finished reading the first page of information, the expression on his face had completely changed from just invincible to surprised and nervous.

When he finished the second page, there was a slight cold sweat on his forehead, and the hand holding the paper trembled with excitement.

When he finished reading the information on the second page, he did not dare to look down any more. He put down the information in his hand, and then stood up anxiously and nervously. His big belly suddenly bumped into the big desk, and then he sat down on the chair again.

Wilson's hands were shaking, his face and body were sweating, and he didn't know what to do.

Wilson, as the editor in chief of the Washington Post, naturally has seen a big scene, but this matter in front of him is not only related to his work, but also more related to his future.

Because all the information above is his criminal information. If the information is leaked, Wilson will be sentenced to life imprisonment, and he will have to spend his whole life in prison.

How can Wilson let this happen to himself? The post of editor in chief has brought him endless glory and noble status, as well as a lot of income.

He has been used to this kind of life for a long time. If you want him to go to jail and wait for someone to pick up soap, you might as well let him die.

For my job, for my future, I must not let this happen!Wilson took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down.

After more than ten seconds, he calmed down and his mind became clear. He thought for a moment, then stood up again and ran out.

His fat body ran in front of him, just like a pig running, which was very funny.

The staff of the whole office area stopped their work and looked up at him when they saw their chief editor running in the corridor of the office area.

People are very curious. What's wrong with the editor in chief, who likes to pretend to be forced?

Wilson did not care about his image. As he ran outside, he cried out: "who saw a Chinese man go out from here just now? Tell me, where did he go? Come on

One person in the office area responded, "it looks like he's out of the gate."

Wilson ran to the door of the company, came to the elevator and pressed the elevator switch wildly. As a result, an elevator was still on the highest floor, and an elevator was on the first floor. Wilson's floor was just in the middle. It took him at least five minutes to wait until the elevator came.

Wilson didn't have so much time to waste. Without saying a word, he ran straight to the nearby fire escape, down the stairs.

Wilson's fat body at this time to stimulate the super potential, to run the speed is not slower than young people.

He has to catch up with Zhao Yang, and then negotiate a price with him, buy the information, and then delay him with a delaying tactic, and find a killer to kill him.

Three minutes later, Wilson panted to the first floor and ran out of the building.

He saw Zhao Yang standing on the side of the road in front of the building, as if waiting for a car.

"Hey! brother! Wait a minute Wilson yelled at Zhao Yang.

At this time, a taxi ran to Zhaoyang.

Zhao Yang opened the door and went in.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute Wilson ran after Zhao Yang with trembling feet, shouting at the top of his voice.

Zhao Yang seemed to hear it. He turned his head to look at Wilson, gave him a bright smile, and then raised his hand to wave goodbye to him.

The taxi slowly accelerated to the front.

Wilson was already sweating and his throat was about to catch fire. He couldn't catch up with Zhao Yang at all and could only give up. Then he sat down on the ground, his fat body lying on the ground and panting. He looked like he had run a marathon.

Everyone working in the building knows Wilson. After all, he is the editor in chief of the Washington Post, and his status is here.

So when he ran out in a panic and yelled at Zhao Yang, the whole building noticed him.

Wilson, who is lying on the ground, knows that it is harmful to his image, but he really has no strength to get up because he is too tired.

The security guard came up to Wilson and asked, "Wilson, can I help you?"

Wilson lay on the ground, waved his hand and panted for nearly five minutes. Five minutes later, he got up and ran to the underground garage.

He wants to find Anna. This young Chinese man says that he is Anna's friend. If he finds Anna, he can find him.

Zhao Yang takes a taxi to Anna's home. For the sake of safety, Fred has found a group of bodyguards to protect Anna's safety. After Zhao Yang's personal test, the strength of these bodyguards is good.

Zhao Yang also let people secretly dig a channel under Anna's house, which leads to the outside. If there is a problem, they can rush out through the channel immediately.

Zhao Yang is sitting in Anna's living room, and Anna is sitting beside him.

At this time, Anna's right shoulder is wrapped with thick gauze, and her hand is covered with thick plaster to prevent her right hand from moving disorderly and pulling the wound on her shoulder.

Zhao Yang said to Anna, "Anna, how do you feel after using the ointment I gave you?"

Anna smiles at Zhao Yang and says, "the effect of this ointment is amazing. After I apply it, I can feel that the wound is healing slowly. It's amazing."

Zhao Yang said with a smile: "this ointment is Qingcheng scar removing cream, which is the product of our company. The effect is very good, even if it's your wound, as long as you use my Qingcheng scar removing cream, you can definitely remove most of the scars. "

Anna looked at Zhao Yang with a surprised expression and said, "do you mean this ointment is the most popular Qingcheng scar removing ointment in the United States recently?"

Zhao Yang said with a smile: "yes, this ointment is produced by our company."

Anna said gratefully to Zhao Yang, "thank you, Zhao Yang."

Zhao Yang said with a smile: "nothing, this is what I should do, who let us be friends?"