CIATB Chapter 177 The Queen Returns!
Chapter 177 The Queen Returns!
Life became more regular.
A strange balance is perfectly embodied in Zhang Yan.
In the morning, he was a freshman at Jiangzhou University who entered the classroom as soon as the bell rang and sat in the back row twirling a pen.
Listening to the professor on the podium explaining the basic mechanical principles with great enthusiasm.
Occasionally, I'll doodle a couple of lines in my notebook.
What he drew, however, was a miniature nuclear fusion framework that was enough to shake the entire physics community.
In the afternoon, he was the ghostly ruler of Changfeng Industrial Park.
A black hoodie covered half of his face.
Standing atop the concrete and steel ruins, he directed hundreds of veterans and construction teams to transform the site into a steel fortress.
Qin Xiao has lost weight in the past few days.
But he was so excited, like he'd been injected with chicken blood.
With dark circles under his eyes and blueprints in his hand, he ran up and down the construction site.
"Make this wall thicker! Make it even thicker! I need it to be blast-resistant!"
"The ventilation system over there must be military-grade!"
"What are you looking at! Get to work! Overtime pay is doubled!"
Zhang Yan stood on a high place, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand.
Looking at the underground entrance gradually taking shape beneath my feet.
The progress is faster than expected.
Qin Xiao may seem unreliable at times, but he's actually quite capable when it comes to execution.
This is also the quality of a top-tier second-generation individual.
If they want to do it, there are no resources they can't mobilize.
My phone vibrated in my pocket.
Zhang Yan took it out and glanced at it.
Two words appeared on the screen: Wife.
There is only one brief message.
"I've landed, at Terminal 3."
Zhang Yan's lips unconsciously curved upwards.
In that instant, the chilling aura emanating from him, which kept strangers at bay, vanished completely.
He threw the empty water bottle into the trash can and turned to walk toward Chengying, who was parked to the side.
Qin Xiao ran over just then, covered in sweat, with a safety helmet in his hand.
"Brother Yan! The ventilation ducts on the second basement level are done. Do you want to go and inspect them?"
Zhang Yan mounted Chengying.
The black hover motorcycle emitted a deep hum, and a faint blue light flowed along its body lines.
"I'm not watching anymore."
Qin Xiao was stunned.
"Huh? That's the core area..."
"I need to pick someone up."
Zhang Yan fastened his helmet, and Qin Xiao's astonished face was reflected in the windshield.
"Who are you picking up? Why the rush?"
Qin Xiao asked a question subconsciously.
Even if the sky were to fall, Zhang Yan didn't blink an eye these past few days.
Even when some thugs came to the construction site to cause trouble yesterday, Zhang Yan didn't even look at them and just had the security team throw them out.
Now they're even refusing to inspect the core area just to pick up people?
Zhang Yan's voice came through the helmet, carrying a gentleness that Qin Xiao had never heard before.
"Your sister-in-law."
boom!
The air currents surged.
Cheng Ying instantly transformed into a black lightning bolt and rushed out of the industrial park gate.
Qin Xiao was left standing there eating dirt.
He wiped the dust off his face and blinked.
sister in law?
The legendary Nie Qingcheng, who was said to be incredibly wealthy, ruthless, and feared by countless men in Jinghai.
Qin Xiao shivered.
Although he had never seen her in person, he had heard too many legends about that woman.
Bamboo Leaf Green.
They eat people without spitting out the bones.
Only a genius like Brother Yan could subdue such a monster.
Qin Xiao shook his head and put his helmet back on.
"Get to work! Sweep the floor clean! Don't let your wife complain about the dirt when she comes over!"
……
Jinghai International Airport, Terminal 3.
The arrival gate was packed with people.
But everyone's gaze was unconsciously drawn in the same direction.
A group of bodyguards in black stood there.
Although there were only four of them, each of them stood ramrod straight with sharp eyes.
A large area was left empty between them.
No one dared to approach.
It was as if there was an invisible aura there, keeping ordinary women out.
The automatic door slowly opened.
The sound of high heels striking the ground was crisp and powerful.
Da, da, da.
A tall figure walked out.
She wore a dark green silk cheongsam with a black cashmere coat draped over it.
Her long hair was tied up, revealing a section of her slender, fair neck.
That face was breathtakingly beautiful, yet so cold that it was impossible to look directly at it.
Nie Qingcheng.
She pushed up her sunglasses and scanned the crowd with her eyes.
There was no stopping.
Those men who usually considered themselves elites all lowered their heads unconsciously the moment her gaze swept over them.
That was the oppressive power of those in power.
until.
Her gaze was fixed on a pillar in the distance.
There was a young man leaning against there.
He was wearing a simple gray sweatshirt and jeans, with his hands in his pockets.
He looks like a college student waiting for his girlfriend to get out of school.
It stands out from the surrounding noise.
Nie Qingcheng took off her sunglasses.
Those eyes, which were originally as cold as ice, instantly blossomed with a gentle tenderness like spring water.
That smile.
The entire arrival hall seemed to brighten up a bit.
Many people around were stunned.
The bodyguards hadn't even reacted yet.
Their notoriously ruthless boss had already thrown down his suitcase.
Wearing eight-centimeter high heels, she ran off like a little girl who had just seen candy.
"Zhang Yan!"
Zhang Yan just stood up straight.
A fragrant breeze wafted over.
Immediately afterwards, a soft, warm body crashed into his arms.
Nie Qingcheng wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, practically hanging on him.
They didn't care how many people were watching.
He didn't even care that the bodyguards' jaws were about to drop to the ground.
She buried her face in Zhang Yan's neck and took a deep breath.
That was a familiar taste to her.
It's crisp, clean, and has a faint smell of tobacco.
It's a reassuring taste.
"I miss you."
Her voice was a little muffled, with a hint of coquettish nasal tone.
Zhang Yan put his arm around her waist and gently patted her back.
"I miss you as well."
"That's a lie."
Nie Qingcheng raised her head, her peach blossom eyes glistening with tears.
"You miss me, why don't you call me?"
"You want me to stay on the construction site for a whole week?"
Zhang Yan smiled.
He reached out and scratched her nose.
"Isn't that why I'm here to pick you up?"
"I also brought a gift."
Nie Qingcheng's eyes lit up.
"What gift?"
Zhang Yan pointed to the black motorcycle parked on the side of the road.
"My passenger seat."
Nie Qingcheng glanced at the Cheng Ying, a car with sleek, futuristic lines.
She glanced again at the row of Rolls-Royces that had come to pick her up.
Without hesitation, she turned around and waved to the group of bodyguards who were still in a daze.
"Go back yourselves."
"Return the luggage to the villa."
Done.
She took Zhang Yan's hand and walked towards the motorcycle.
"Walk."
"take me Home."
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Chapter 179 Husband, do you need money?
Cheng Ying sped along the airport expressway.
Nie Qingcheng was not wearing a helmet.
Zhang Yan activated a low-speed force field shield, blocking out the strong winds, leaving only a gentle breeze brushing against her hair.
She hugged Zhang Yan tightly around the waist, her face pressed against his broad back.
This feeling is a million times more reassuring than sitting in a multi-million dollar bulletproof luxury car.
"What have you been busy with lately?"
Nie Qingcheng's voice traveled on the wind into Zhang Yan's ears.
"Start a company."
Zhang Yan did not hide anything.
"Together with Qin Xiao, we started a security company."
Nie Qingcheng rubbed against Zhang Yan's back.
"That kid from the Qin family?"
"Um."
"Security company..."
Nie Qingcheng was an extremely intelligent person.
She doesn't need to ask for details to guess the general idea.
With Zhang Yan's skills and the Qin family's background, this is definitely not the kind of company that only has a few security guards at the gate.
"Are you short of money?"
That was her first reaction.
Simple, direct, and brutal.
This is Nie Qingcheng's logic.
If you want to play, I'll play with you.
If you want to start a business, I'll give you money.
Even if you want to build an atomic bomb, I'll buy you uranium ore.