Chen Kaizhi has a very important position in Chen Bingji's heart. When Su Xing was just led into the lobby of the house, Chen Bingji was already standing there waiting for him. Behind him, except for a middle-aged bodyguard who looked a little resting, other people such as Chen Kaizhi's mother and wife were probably driven back to the room upstairs.

"Mr. Su?" Perhaps I didn't expect the "killer" to be so young. After the Filipino maid introduced Su Xing, Chen Bingji couldn't help but speak first.

"Mr. Chen, you can call me awake"

While Chen Bingji was curious about Su Xing, Su Xing was also curious about him. With a simple back and a cheap suit, this legendary character, like Su Xing has seen on TV, newspapers and other media many times. Apart from the twinkling eyes behind the big black-framed glasses that are different from ordinary people, they can't find any difference from the most ordinary Hong Kong people.

"We, go to the study to talk?"

Chen Bingji doesn't care what Su Xing is. What he needs most now is to know about what his son has been kidnapped. As for whether Su Xing comes to ask for ransom or to thank the gold, it doesn't matter to him.

Although Su Xing was ready to be treated as a trick before coming, he was so excited by Chen Bingji's attitude that he was not very good in his heart and immediately said, "Mr. Chen, you and I don't have much time to waste. I think it's better to say it here. I guess in a few minutes, the kidnapper who really wants the ransom will come!"

"You?!" Chen Bingji stood there without moving after hearing Su Xing's words, as if he had agreed to his proposal.

"Re-introduction! My name is Su Xing, I am from mainland China. I have been traveling to Hong Kong these days. Today, when I was watching the sea in front of your house, I happened to meet some interesting people and interesting things. So, I wanted to come over and see if there is anything in need of help, that's all..."

Su Xing felt that he had already said it clearly enough, but even so, Chen Bingji still stared at him for a long time and then said in a daze, "Are you saying that you may know some of my son's current situation?"

"That's right! Whether you believe it or not, if I were a kidnapper, how could I come to your house alone? How could I not check if you called the police after coming? How could I not ask you, the Filipino maid, to avoid it?"

If Chen Bingji had not been in a high position for a long time, Su Xing would not have been so reckless and confused about "salvation" with the person in front of him who seemed very calm and actually was confused. But who made him ask for help? Even if he was passive now, he would have to lead Chen Bingji step by step to his own way.

"Then what can I do to help you?" Chen Bingji wasted a few minutes on Su Xing before slowly lifting his right hand and leading him to the sofas in the Chen family's living room that looked luxurious and incompatible with the whole room.

"When someone comes to visit you later, I need your bodyguard and male servant to avoid it; in addition, let them find a suit that suits me..."

"A moment?" Chen Bingji was afraid that the Yankees with a strong accent in front of him would not understand what they meant, so he quickly continued to explain, "Mr. Su, I mean, I am a traditional businessman and understand what equivalent exchange is. If you have clues about my son, as long as you tell them now, I will definitely thank you very much. As for other things, I think I can handle it with my years of precipitation in Hong Kong. So I appreciate your kindness!"

"Don't you ask me who is here later? What if it's a kidnapper?" The most taboo people with inferiority are those who make him inferior to themselves claim to be big in front of themselves, and the young awakening is naturally no exception.

He was so excited by Chen Bingji, and immediately thought without hesitation than Chen Bingji, "Mr. Chen, it seems that you have a friend who is the chief Chinese inspector in Hong Kong, right? If you don't believe in my identity, or don't understand the purpose of my visit to your house, you can call him..."

"Kidnapper?" Hearing these two words, not only Chen Bingji, who had just relaxed, suddenly sat upright, but even his close bodyguard suddenly walked a few steps closer.

Fortunately, the bodyguard just took out a big brother and put it on the table in front of Chen Bingji. He did not move forward one more step as suddenly as Su Xing, who suddenly straightened his body, was afraid.

"Mr. Su, can I understand what you mean? He contacted you just after I called Mai Weng?"

Just now, when Lun Yongqiang and the others called, Chen Bingji was not at home. When he received the unfortunate news from his home, he didn't know the specific situation, so he called his old friend, Mai Juntong, the retired Hong Kong Chinese Inspector, hoping to use the reputation of this former chief inspector who once dominated the black and white roads of Hong Kong, and could settle the matter privately with the people on Dao'er.

But what was helpless was that Boss Mai, who had already had Huanghua yesterday, had no idea about Lun Yongqiang's group of locusts passing through the border. He had nowhere to intervene and had to tell Chen Bingji on the phone that the purpose of the kidnapper was to ask for money, and as long as they were satisfied, they could "guarantee the safety of the hostages."

So it's no wonder that Chen Bingji, who has been waiting for Lun Yongqiang's call at home, mistakenly mistakenly regards Su Xing as a kidnapper, and then mistakenly believes that he is a person from Mai Juntong who was disappointed and sent someone to him.

Of course, Su Xing did not know Mai Juntong. He just felt that this old man who had always used football as a bond to strive to make good relations with the north should have paid more or less attention to other things in the mainland in addition to going to Yanjing every year under the name of donating antiques. And even if he didn't have that much energy, now after Chen Bingji called, with his boss Mai's ability, it would not be difficult to figure out who Su Xing was in a few minutes.

The phone was connected. Although Mai Juntong also didn't understand why a young man named "Su Xing" would run to Chen Bingji's house at this time, the two still spoke Hakka dialect that Su Xing could not understand over the phone for a long time. Then, Chen Bingji really put down the phone as disappointed as Su Xing expected, and really found the way he should have to treat guests. He sincerely apologized to Su Xing, "Mr. Su, I'm sorry for what happened just now, thank you!"

"It's okay, I should apologize for my recklessness!" Su Xing was also easy to speak after receiving the respect he deserved. "Mr. Chen, it doesn't matter how much you know about my affairs. Isn't there an old saying that people and ghosts are different? As long as you understand that I'm here to help you, I have the ability to help you. You have the right to retain your opinion on other matters..."

"I understand! Marx's capital theory all says that this is just a natural law. On the contrary, I admire Mr. Su and your mother very much. If Mr. Su can make Kaizhi come back safely, Chen will thank him very much..."

Chen Bingji seemed to have obtained a lot of information from Mai Juntong, and suddenly changed his position and praised Su Xing, "Mr. Su, please forgive me for taking the blame. Although I have lived for a waste of my life, the things you did cannot be done even when I was young. If I had the courage to face the bandits like you, I might have made a living under Mai Weng back then..."

"Humans and ghosts are just different paths!" Su Xing still inappropriately stated that he was not very educated, but his tone gradually changed. "Mr. Chen, if possible, I think you should prepare immediately as I meant just now! I can't guarantee that I can do anything, but now it seems that there is no better way except for me, an eyewitness, who is willing to stand up and do something for you?"

"Okay, I'll prepare now!" Chen Bingji, who also didn't want to "trouble" the Royal Hong Kong Police Force, now has no other way than to pin his hopes on this "little hero" who emerged out of thin air. That is, when his bodyguard was about to lead Su Xing to change his clothes, the big brother who was still lying on the table suddenly rang.

"Is it Kaizhi?!" Chen Bingji picked up the phone and looked at it, then subconsciously turned his gaze for help to Su Xing.

"Respond, if the kidnappers come here to meet you, promise him that other conditions will be discussed after meeting you!" Su Xing guessed that Lun Yongqiang did not call the Chen family's mansion this time but called Chen Bingji's carry. He should have been on the way here.

"Hello, I'm Chen Bingji!" After the phone rang three times, Chen Bingji, who was very calm, came up and cut into the hands-free.

"Hello, Mr. Chen! I can't change my name, I can't change my surname, my name is Lun Yongqiang..." Lun Yongqiang on the other end of the phone was obviously still extremely excited. The whistling wind accompanied his chaotic logic, and it spread randomly in the Chen family's mansion through the telephone receiver.

"Lun Yongqiang?" Chen Bingji, who remembered something, subconsciously asked back and looked up at Su Xing, who also frowned, and immediately calmed down and said, "Mr. Lun, what are your requirements? As long as I can do it, please tell me!"

"Sincere enough!" Lun Yongqiang may not have expected that Chen Bingji would not talk to him, and immediately said happily, "In order to show my sincerity, I came to the house to discuss it myself. Are you welcome?"

"Welcome, welcome. When is the time? We are always waiting." Chen Bingji looked at Su Xing again at this moment. During this period, there seemed to be some incredible doubts.

"You?" Lun Yongqiang sensitively heard the loophole in Chen Bingji's words, and suddenly changed his tone and said, "I'm already on the way to your mansion. I don't think I need to repeat it anymore. You should know how to set aside?"

"Don't worry, as long as you ensure Kaizhi's safety, I promise not to call the police." After Chen Bingji realized the mistake he made, he repeatedly lowered his body and promised Lun Yongqiang. Unconsciously, he used respectful words, which made Su Xing, who was already angry, almost roll his eyes due to psychological gap.

"Mr. Su, what should we do next?" Chen Bingji, who put down the phone, had a breath of turbid air. He was instantly haggard and seemed to remind someone that even Superman would have the day to grow old.

"Have you read the book "Tokugawa Ieyasu"? Mr. Chen?" Su Xing grabbed the moment he had been waiting for the night and showed off to Chen Bingji, "Chrysanthemums respond to the mountain wind and autumn rain, and fade before they bloom. What if you insist on appreciating chrysanthemums?"
Chapter completed!