Chapter 290 (1/2)

”Dong Qian, the plane successfully arrived at Longkou harbor. Mr. Li is on the plane and is flying out of the aviation warning area.”

”Hoo!” hearing the report from his subordinates, Qian Liming softened his legs, took a deep breath and directly sat down on the ground.

”Mr. Qian.” people on both sides rushed to help. Qian Liming waved his hand, got up from the ground, pulled his tie, and staggered back to the office.

Sitting in the soft office swivel chair, Qian Liming covered his forehead with his hands and closed his eyes. Memory swept in like a tide.

”You can't sleep. Sit up. You won't wake up when you sleep.”

”I want to sleep now. If I can survive this time, I will spend more than half of my time sleeping in the future.”

”Hehe, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at that time. Only the dead can sleep soundly in places like Qian's house. By the way, I'm making an exception to help you this time. Is it good to send you back to Qian's house?”

”What? More benefits? I thought you were willing to help others and show love.”

”Yes, I'm ready to help others, but you must give some benefits to meet the occasion? Otherwise I'll help others.”

”No, let me see. People like you shouldn't care about money and beauty. Otherwise, when I control the money family, I'll build a phone with pure gold and put it where I can see it every day. As long as you dial this number to find me, I'll do my best to help no matter what requirements.”

”Hey, hey, it's very creative. It's worth trading it for your life. Deal!”

Another harsh telephone rang. Qian liming was excited. He woke up from the vortex of memory and looked at the telephone made of pure gold on his desk.

This is the second time it rings today, and it is also the second time in seven years.

Qian Liming stretched out his hand, shakily picked up the microphone and gently leaned to his ear: ”hello.”

”Well done.” Li Qing's satisfied words came out of the microphone, accompanied by a burst of mechanical buzzing noise.

”Of course, I mean what I say.” Qian Liming smiled at the corners of his mouth, and immediately turned the conversation, ”what else do you need?”

”Help me find out where the small freighter from Longkou harbor went more than an hour ago.” Li Qing said faintly, ”the plane is about to leave the signal coverage area. Contact with the communication equipment on the plane.”

”OK.” Qian Liming answered.

”China Shipping police can track you through my phone and deal with it by themselves.”