Chapter 363: Attracting Bees and Butterflies
Chapter 363: Attracting Bees and Butterflies
Coming out of the complex office building, An Rusong, who was distracted, was dazzled by the glaring sunlight. He subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes, and said to Luo Minzhi who was following him: "Take me to the company."
Luo Minzhi didn't say anything, but just pointed forward and motioned him to look at the parking space.
Following the direction he hinted, An Rusong subconsciously glanced and saw that there was another car at the place where they had parked before, a bright red 98 Ford Mustang convertible. There were three people standing next to the car, two energetic young men who looked very non-mainstream in their attire, and a woman wearing a black sleeveless slim short skirt and a white lace shawl.
The woman had burgundy hair that fell past her shoulders, a slim and sexy figure, and two round thighs exposed outside her skirt, which were straight and white and extremely eye-catching.
The moment he saw the woman, An Rushong couldn't help but raise his head, touched his forehead, then shook his head and walked straight towards her.
"Hi! Oppa!" Just when An Rushong was about six or seven steps away from the woman, the woman who was chatting and laughing with the two energetic young men suddenly turned around, waved at him and greeted him with a smile.
An Rusong ignored her and continued walking forward. When he was close to her, he grinned and said, "Commissioner Jenny, they say power can nourish people, but I've never heard that power can keep people warm. It's only March now, and you're dressed like this..."
He tilted his head, looking the other person up and down seriously, and then said the last sentence, "Don't you feel cold?"
The two energetic young men looked at An Rushong with hostility at first, but after An Rushong started talking, the two little guys looked at him with some doubt in their eyes.
"Who are these two?" Without waiting for Jenny's reply, An Rusong looked at the two energetic young men and asked with a smile, "A new boyfriend?"
"I was waiting for you here just now, and coincidentally these two handsome boys came over to tease me. I was bored, so I chatted with them," Jenny took a step forward and pretended to be affectionate and took An Rusong's arm. Her plump chest rubbed against his arm, and she smiled at the two energetic young men, "I'm sorry, little brothers. Although I need men, I don't like sandwiches. I think it's more comfortable to be one-on-one. Um, I'm sorry."
The expressions on the faces of the two energetic young men turned ugly in an instant. One of them pointed at Jenny and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Luo Minzhi grabbed their necks from behind, one with each hand, and pulled them away together.
The two energetic young men were thin and even if there were two of them, they were definitely no match for Luo Minzhi, who was a bodyguard. Therefore, after being hugged around the neck, the two men couldn't even make a sound, let alone struggle.
"How long have you been here?" An Rushong asked, pushing away Jenny who was clinging to him, after Luo Minzhi got the two spirited young men away.
“I was here less than five minutes after you went in,” Jenny said, fixing her hair.
"Is there something wrong?" An Rusong asked first, and then he asked and answered himself, "I really asked this question unnecessarily. If there was nothing wrong, why would Commissioner Jenny show up, right?"
"Haha, you are the president of NGN, but you are talking like a nagging woman," Jenny rolled her eyes at him, then glanced at her convertible and said, "Are you going back to the company? Take my car?"
An Rusong looked her up and down again and asked, "You really don't feel cold? It's only March, and the highest temperature today is only 13 degrees."
Jenny ignored his teasing, turned around, stood next to the car door, and bent down to get something from the car.
Looking at her buttocks that protruded when she bent over, An Rushong whistled. Then, he turned sideways to look under her skirt. Unfortunately, Jenny's thighs exposed outside her skirt were not bare. She was actually wearing a pair of flesh-colored leggings, but the color of the leggings was so close to her skin tone that it was impossible to see.
Jenny quickly took out what she wanted to take out. It was a document bag. She took the document bag in her hand, shook it in front of An Rusong, and said, "Guess what's in it?"
"Documents," An Rushong said without thinking.
Jenny rolled her eyes and answered her own question: "Recently, someone posted a reward online to kill you. Our intelligence officers found the reward and, after some effort, found the person who posted it. So, you don't know anything about this? Or do you not care about the person who posted the reward at all?"
An Rusong's expression became serious. He glanced at the documents in Jenny's hand, then waved to Luo Minzhi, who had just sent away two energetic young men. When the latter came over, he pointed at Jenny's convertible and said, "Minzhi, drive Jenny's special car back to the company."
After saying this, he walked straight to the passenger seat of the Mercedes-Benz business car.
At the back, Jenny smiled, handed the convertible key to Luo Minzhi, took the Mercedes-Benz key, and went around to the other side of the Mercedes-Benz business.
The cockpit of the Mercedes-Benz business car was spacious enough. After An Rushong sat on the passenger seat, he fastened his seat belt first. Then, Jenny got into the car and threw the document bag into his arms.
An Rushong was not polite. He simply tore open the seal on the file bag and took out several documents inside.
There wasn't much in the file bag, just a few photos, a transfer record, two reports and the identity information of two people.
An Rusong first looked at the photos and found that none of the people in the photos were people he knew. Then he looked at the transfer record, which involved two people's bank accounts. The recipient's bank account had been hidden by ink, while the payee's account involved a person named Zhang Yufan.
While he was flipping through the documents, Jenny had already started the car. She took off her high heels and started the car. She glanced at An Rusong and said, "You are now our important partner. Ensuring your safety is also one of our responsibilities. So, when the reward for you appeared on 'stresser.org', our intelligence personnel immediately launched an investigation."
An Rusong listened to her while looking at the documents in his hand. He was not surprised at all that the National Security Agency knew about the existence of a website like "stresser.org". He would have felt weird if the other party didn't know about it.
"We found the person behind the website 'stresser.org' and got the identity information of the person who posted the reward from him," Jenny continued while driving. "It's the person you see in the photo. His name is Zhang Yufan."
At this point, she stopped, glanced at An Rusong, and asked, "Do you feel that this name is unfamiliar?"
An Rushong was already reading a report, but he still nodded when he heard this.
"That's not surprising, because there is no intersection between Zhang Yufan and you," Jenny said with a smile, "Just like what the report said, the reason why he posted a reward on 'stresser.org' to kill you is because you slept with his dream lover, his goddess, the actress Zhang who just returned from China not long ago..."
An Rushong suddenly realized that even though Jenny didn't say Zhang Da Piaoliang's full name, he still thought of it at once. After all, the second time he saw Jenny was the day he had just married Zhang Da Piaoliang.
But at the same time he suddenly realized it, he also felt quite speechless. The guy named Zhang Yufan in the report was also a rich second generation, and his family was very well off. His father was in foreign trade and his family was worth billions. But he wanted to play the game of pure love and dream lover with a woman who was mixed in the entertainment industry.
As a result, when he saw An Rushong and Zhang Da Piaoliang entering and leaving the hotel, he broke down again. Instead of causing trouble for Zhang Da Piaoliang, he turned around and wanted to kill An Rushong. What kind of logic is this?
Last time, when he knew that someone offered a reward to kill him, An Rusong thought of many possibilities. After all, he had offended too many people, and anyone who had a grudge against him could be the initiator of the reward. But he really didn't expect that the real initiator of the reward was a guy he didn't know at all, and the reason why the other party wanted to kill him was for an insignificant woman.
Speaking of Zhang Da Piaoliang, An Rusong felt speechless. Since they met, he had only slept with that woman twice, okay? And recently, he had forgotten about that woman. No, he had to call her back later, otherwise, he would feel that he was at a disadvantage.
"Now, you don't have to worry about Zhang Yufan anymore," Jenny continued when she saw that he remained silent, "We have already taken care of the 'stresser.org' website for you, and the reward has been revoked. Even if someone comes to kill you for this, they won't get the reward money."
"Is it humorous?" An Rushong put down the report in his hand, glanced at the other party, and asked helplessly.
"Ha, what I mean is that those killers don't kill for pleasure, they just want to make money. Now that there's no money to be made, naturally no one will bother you," Jenny said with a smile, "As for Zhang Yufan, we will extradite him to the United States. As for the crime, it's the murder of an American citizen. Believe me, this crime is enough to calm him down."
"How about it? The VIP treatment given to you by the NSA is quite significant, right?" Jenny asked finally, looking at An Rushong with a smile.
(End of this chapter)