Dongcheng, Paradise Theater.

Tonight, Paradise Theater has a world-class musical - "Cat", which will be performed in Paradise Theater. Although this news is very shocking to the people in Dongcheng, it is better than this to let "Cat"

For those who stayed in Dongcheng for the team to perform, her weight is more exciting than this music.

She is the most infamous goddess in China. She once pulled her company on the verge of bankruptcy at the age of less than 20 and took a few years back from the abyss of death, and made her company and family the top five families and companies in China. Under her leadership, her family's business has increased its market value in just a few years dozens of times compared to that year. Her name is Situ Yue, now the third-generation leader of the Situ family. She will visit the Paradise Theater at 7:30 this afternoon.

When the news that Situ Yue was about to visit the Paradise Theater came out, the disciples of the aristocratic families who received the news all used various means to order tickets that the Paradise Theater had started selling a few days ago.

Unfortunately, Paradise Opera House can accommodate very limited people, and the upcoming "Cat" is also a popular musical, so when many people start buying tickets, the tickets on the market have long been sold out.

However, for those children of aristocratic families with status and status, they still have various means and channels to obtain this ticket, as long as they are willing to pay the rights in their hands to exchange with others.

Jiangnan Family, villa area, building 19.

This is the residence of Xia Zhengrong, known as the king of medicine in Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.

At this moment, in the lobby of the villa, a young man with a slightly pale face but his eyes were very bright. He closed the notebook in his hand with a snap, muttering to himself: "How could she come to Dongcheng!"

I remembered that he had been with him for a while in his grandfather's villa ten years ago, but he never expected that ten years later, her achievements would be so great that he could not see any hope at all. This made him feel a sense of despair. This despair made his face look a bit ferocious. The Taoist priest I met in childhood once said a passage, which was a thorn in his heart, which made his temperament a little distorted over the years, and completely deviated from the life trajectory he had set in his previous decision. Although he was telling himself again and again that the Taoist priest might be a liar who pretended to be a ghost, he felt from his grandfather's face that things were not that simple.

Thinking of these things that were suppressed in his heart, his mood became heavier.

He suddenly stood up from the hall, and an idea came to his mind to meet her, otherwise he might never be able to meet her.

The young man was named Xia Chen, and he was the grandson of the nine generations of single-handed sons of Xia Zhengrong's family in Dongcheng.

After the idea in Xia Chen was born, he quickly walked out of the house.

When he walked out of the house, Xia Zhengrong, an old man with a buzz cut, walked out of another room with his hands on his back. He looked at Xia Chen's back and shook his head, and sighed helplessly.

At this time, a noble woman sighed and came to the old man's side, saying heavingly: "What will God do to be so unfair? You have never done anything against your will in your life, but God is so unfair!"

This woman is Xia Zhengrong’s wife Zhang Yajing.

Xia Zhengrong closed her eyes and said nothing after hearing Zhang Yajing's words for a long time.

At this time, I heard a sound of engine activate outside the villa, and then I remembered a crazy sound of engine roar.

The two old men walked quickly to the window and saw a white Porsche 911 shooting out from the garage. When they reached the corner entrance in front, they could hear a braking sound that made people twitch, and it sounded violently.

Then, under the afterglow of the sunset, the white car reflected a gloss that was unseen by people, and quickly left the villa area and drove towards the east city area.

Xia Zhengrong and his wife looked down, and there were extremely eye-catching black brake marks on the ground outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The hand held by his wife trembled slightly, and the whole person seemed to have become ten years older in an instant.

Zhang Yajing looked at Xia Zhengrong's appearance, and was filled with worry, sighing: "He looks like this now because of the stinky Taoist priest back then. If it weren't for this stinky Taoist priest, tell him...!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xia Zhengrong indifferently, "Go into the house!"

There was a faint sadness in the old man's words.

Zhang Yajing didn't say anything more, and helped the old man and walked into the house.

Xia Chen drove the white Porsche 911 and quickly left the city. In just over twenty minutes, he arrived at the intersection of the expressway connecting Dongcheng and the provincial capital. If the information on the Internet was correct, she would enter Dongcheng from here today. If she still remembered herself, she would intercept her on this highway and confess her love to her.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Xia Chen's mouth, he recalled the appearance of the pink little girl with a few inches of braids in his memory more than ten years ago.

He leaned against the car with his eyes closed and looked up at the time in his hand. Now there is only half an hour before the performance. Her convoy should appear in five minutes. It will take fifteen minutes to get to Paradise Song Academy here.

Thinking of this, Xia Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the direction of the provincial capital of the expressway.

His gaze stretched all the way to the end of his gaze, and he did not find the Rolls-Royce car he was expecting to appear. He had seen her traveling in the newspaper.

Two minutes passed, and Xia Chen accidentally looked at the direction he came, and saw a black dot on a signal tower in the distance. The black dot was very far apart and it was not particularly clear. However, when he saw this black dot, Xia Chen suddenly felt a strong feeling of discomfort in his heart for some reason. He felt a strong sense of danger coming soon.

He opened the car door, entered the car, and quickly calmed down.

I didn't pay attention when I came here, but if she came out from here, she would definitely pass by in front. If the black dot on it was a human and a killer, wouldn't she be in danger? Thinking of this, Xia Chen was about to start the car, and at this time, he saw a domineering front of a Bentley car appearing at the exit from the highway in the distance, followed by a black Rolls-Royce Phantom sedan, and two black sedans followed behind the Rolls-Royce.

Xia Chen withdrew his gaze and quickly entered the sports car. He quickly launched the sports car. With the sound of a crazy engine roaring, the white body slowly rotated on the spot. The turbid car exhaust turned into a gray mist, wrapping the entire car.

When the white Porsche 911 front faced the direction of the high-speed exit, Xia Chen suddenly stepped on the accelerator. The Porsche 911 was like an arrow leaving the string, heading towards the convoy that was slowing down towards the exit.

However, in just a few dozen seconds, the convoy drove to the West Lake Bridge connecting the city and Jiangbei.

At this time, on the signal tower behind Xia Chen, a man about 1.66 meters tall put down the telescope in his hand and muttered in broken Chinese, saying, "Something is wrong. A madman driving in the opposite direction appeared on the highway. We must wait until their convoy leaves the bridge, otherwise if we blow up the bridge and cause a huge traffic accident, no one of us will be able to leave China!"

The driver in the Bentley sedan in front looked at the Porsche 911 that suddenly appeared, frowned slightly, and said calmly: "People behind should pay attention, unknown vehicles appear in front, driving in the opposite direction, and the convoy behind should pay attention to protecting the lady's safety.

As he said that, the driver on the Bentley Bridge was focused on driving.

When Xia Chen drove the car halfway, he suddenly realized that he was very stupid. The bodyguard in the other party's convoy did not know him. If he suddenly bumped into them like this, it would be afraid that it would not be beneficial to her, and it would give the killer an opportunity to take advantage of it. Moreover, the other party was led by a Bentley sedan. The characteristic of this kind of car is that ordinary sniper rifles cannot penetrate the protection of the sedan. If he bumped into it rashly, if the other party did not slow down, with the fragile protective power of his sports car, he would be destroyed by the impacted car. Although Xia Chen was not afraid of death, he did not want to do such a worthless thing.

Thinking of this, he quickly lowered the speed of the car, played a beautiful tail-swinging game on the wide road, and continued to drive towards the east city area.

At this time, a calm man in the passenger seat of the Bentley sedan took out a remote camera, took a few photos of the car driving more than 300 meters away, and then quickly typed a series of English letters on a microcomputer on his knee.

The man in the co-pilot took a look at the content above and quickly sent the content he collected to Situ Yue's assistant on the Rolls-Royce car.

Inside the Rolls-Royce car, Situ Yue was taking a nap on the car seat. Her assistant looked at Situ Yue's beautiful and delicate side face. After considering the words in her heart, she slowly said: "Miss, he was driving the car in front of our convoy, and was driving in the opposite direction against our convoy just now!"

Situ Yue heard the voice of his assistant Sun Qingwen, slowly opened her eyes, looked at Xia Chen's face displayed in the computer in Situ Yue's hand, blinked her long eyelashes a few times, and there was a strong sense of curiosity in her eyes.
Chapter completed!