Chapter 1131 Greetings From a Chance Encounter [Thanks to Duanbilu, This Wealthy Book Friend for the 60,000 Reward]

A piece of common sense in the world of night fighting, which can be regarded as some kind of conventional rule.

——‘Leave everything until night’.

After all, unless you don't have to worry about being exposed at all, you can only use some relatively hidden abilities to make small troubles during the day, which basically cannot solve the problem fundamentally.

To be serious...even if there is information control at the national level and official forces,

But are you really not afraid of making a big fuss that won't end...

Affected by the active emotions last night, I heard Celica's rhetorical question,

Fangran felt slightly ashamed.

"Now that we know that the stolen contract has not been destroyed by the other party and is now in Calgary, there is no need for us to rush now,"

"Investigate where it is hidden. Waiting until night will make it easier to move."

Holding the expensive and terrible coffee in the airport, Selica spoke casually.

"In other words, since there is such a hunch method, we can't directly ask where the contract is..."

No...then it's not a premonition but a prophecy...

Listening to Annabelle sitting on the chair and talking lazily, Fangran silently complained about her troublesome thoughts,

Thinking of determining the specific location of something in the world out of thin air, that is probably something only Grandma Shui can do...

"Being able to confirm such a current situation is already a huge gain. Following the information provided by Michael, we will next investigate all Class Bs in this city,"

"As long as that contract is actually in the city, we should have a clue pretty quickly."

Listening to Celica saying this, she also knew that directly obtaining the precise location was not such a good thing in the world. Annabelle folded her arms and hummed softly,

Fang Ran, on the other hand, spoke as if he understood:

"So, before the signing meeting starts, we should be able to get the contract back easily?"

After hearing his words, she seemed slightly speechless at his simple optimism. Celica glanced at Fangran and said,

"You seem to have completely forgotten that the other party is from a society. Finding clues does not mean that you can get them back. Even with the existence of your trump card, there is no guarantee that the other party will not jump over the wall and destroy the contract in the end,"

This time he directly stated his conclusion bluntly.

"From the moment the contract was stolen, it was destined to be an outcome that would be difficult to get back."

Is that really the case...

Hearing Selika's conclusion, Fangran sighed in his heart as if he had been prepared for it.

"Don't think about things that are destined to be difficult to achieve, since you have to wait until night to act,"

And she should have known this kind of thing for a long time. Annabelle stood up and sat next to Fangran like a stranger striking up a conversation. Her eyes lit up with charm and her words were ambiguous.

The whole body exudes the temptation of a coquettish and beautiful woman, which is different from a good wife and mother.

"Little handsome boy,

Do you want to go on a date with me now? "

Seeing her actions, Lynn, who was sitting across from her and closed her microphone as usual, looked up, and Fangran felt his body go numb.

Without the blessing of vodka, there really wouldn’t be the ‘crazy and evil charm’ of last night.

"Ah... um... I suddenly remembered that I have something to do for a while."

Fangran looked away and scratched his cheek with his fingertips, but did not pursue him. Looking at his appearance that was different from last night,

Annabelle just chuckled and the color in her eyes dissipated.

"Well, now that the things to be investigated are known and the next actions have been confirmed, let's go now."

Relying on the 'magical conch', I suddenly learned the most critical information about the current situation and determined the next action.

Celica put down her coffee cup and got up from her seat first.

As the only male present, Fangran took out a piece of the remaining mission funds from buying information last night, and put the tip on the table to pay for it.

The whole process was quite gentlemanly. After all, he even spent 10,000 US dollars in tips and tickets. He didn't care about this little money at all.

The concept of consumption has expanded.

However, just when he finished doing this and wanted to get up and follow Selika and the others,

Fangran suddenly felt a strange gaze focused on him.

Um?

Instantly alert, Fangran looked up without panicking.

Then the eyes behind the sunglasses were slightly surprised.

The source of his sight was not someone who looked dangerous, nor did he sense the same kind of aura.

Wearing a white winter coat that looks expensive but not arrogant, luxurious and restrained, she wears elegant gloves and is followed by assistants and bodyguards.

Compared with the appearance of several female participants around him, his delicate and clear glasses and calm eyes revealed a unique temperament of erudition and calmness.

She turned out to be an unusual-looking woman, and she seemed to have a vague sense of familiarity.

And she was walking towards him.

"I really didn't expect to meet you here."

In inner surprise, he watched the other person sit down in front of him and speak out,

The squatting movements of a grocery shopping lady and a model girl are absolutely different. Every move of the woman in front of you makes you feel dignified.

Listening to her demure English pronunciation translated into formal words through the earphones, I noticed that the direction she came from was the disembarkation passage of the private jet.

Fangran glanced at the assistant and bodyguard standing behind her and confirmed that they were also confused and hesitant by ordinary people:

"Who are you....?"

There was no fluctuation in the white, thin European and American face. The young woman who looked erudite and elegant spoke calmly:

"It seems that Mr. Executive Officer doesn't care about other people's names and looks."

Listening to the other party's name for him, he roughly confirmed that she was a person from Fiseld's side. I was surprised that she didn't hide her distrust, deep surprise, or nervousness and awe like others.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Fangran always feels that her attitude towards him is a bit 'thorny'.

"Then what's the matter with you?"

"No, it's just out of politeness when we meet by chance. I just want to say a few words of greetings to Mr. Executive Officer."

Sitting upright in her seat, the young woman's formal way of speaking, coupled with her unhurried and unhurried tone of voice, created a peaceful and calm aura.

Then the eyes behind the lenses looked directly at Fangran and said:

"But I don't recognize your existence."

The moment he heard these words, Fangran's eyes froze slightly.

I was surprised that the dignified and quiet figure in front of me spoke so directly about denying myself,

"You look like a child who came to an amusement park for the first time and became active with everything he saw, but as a participant,"

Then, when he was slightly dazed, he heard her last words as she stood up and looked at him with those eyes.

"You have no idea what any of this means."

You have no idea what your activity will cause, it's like just using your ability

"You have no idea"

“Don’t know at all”