Jiang Yunan drove the car to the agreed restaurant.
He did not choose a high-end restaurant, but a quiet place not far from him.
This was one of the reasons why he arrived before Jiang Che.
He sat in the private room, thinking about what he should do.
What method should be used to get Song Qinghe out!
Moreover, the most important thing is to make Jiang Che believe in him when he is unprepared.
Jiang Yunan rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little difficult.
Now it is not an exaggeration to describe the relationship between him and Jiang Che as intrigue.
Jiang Che wanted to use him as a gun, and he wanted to use Jiang Che as a knife in his hand.
Therefore, a perfect plan and appropriate reasons can make Jiang Che believe in his sincerity.
But the reason for dealing with Song Qinghe now is difficult to decide.
At this time, something unexpected by Jiang Yunan was happening.
Jiang Che was sitting in the car with two of his men, and he ordered his men in a cold voice.
"Remember what I said, you must move your hands quickly and you must not alert other people."
"You must be neat when you open the door. Once someone discovers it or alerts the people in the house, it will be bad."
When the man in the black suit next to him heard this, a sneer appeared on his face, and he made an OK gesture to Jiang Che before speaking coldly.
"Don't worry, there will definitely be no deviation. Isn't it just a woman? We can deal with it easily!"
Jiang Che nodded, then opened the door and got out of the car. He was at the door of Xu Yangyang's house.
The two men hid directly on both sides of the door, and then Jiang Che knocked gently on the door, but there was no response from inside.
Jiang Che gestured to his men.
The black suit man came up and took out something from his pocket, and then he kept poking at the door lock.
Two minutes later, the black suit straightened up, with the same sneer on his face.
He had already put his hand on the door handle and suddenly opened the door.
Then several of them rushed into the room together.
At this time, the black suit had already seen Xu Yangyang sitting on the sofa in the living room. When he rushed forward, Xu Yangyang screamed and then shouted.
"Who are you? Why did you break into my home?"
The black suit didn't respond at all, but rushed to Xu Yangyang in two steps.
Before Xu Yangyang had time to dodge, he had already taken something out of his pocket, and then covered Xu Yangyang's mouth firmly.
Then Xu Yangyang felt confused and fainted.
"Boss, if it's done, I'll tell you that it's easy to deal with a woman!"
Jiang Che twisted his eyebrows, but he couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his eyes, and he whispered.
"Hurry up and leave. There will definitely be other people in this villa."
The black suit nodded, grabbed Xu Yangyang and put it on his shoulder.
And another person was staring at the situation inside the villa.
When they heard the footsteps upstairs, these people had already ran out of the villa, then they got in the car and left quickly.
After sitting in the car, a smile appeared on Jiang Che's lips, and he said to himself.
"Jiang Yunan, you fool, you must still be waiting for me in the restaurant. You never imagined that I was using a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain."
"You asked me to meet at the restaurant. I just took advantage of the situation. How could I let go of such a good opportunity?"
Jiang Che smiled ferociously, and then ordered his men.
"It's time to send a message to Song Qinghe and implement our next plan."
Song Qinghe was handling things in the company. When he saw his cell phone ringing, he grabbed it.
"Hello?"
"Song Qinghe, right? Xu Yangyang is in my hands now. If you want Xu Yangyang to survive, you must come to me alone."
"I know you are in the company, so I only give you an hour. Once the time is up, don't blame us for being cruel."
When Song Qinghe heard the voice on the other end of the phone, his eyebrows tightened and he asked angrily.
"Who are you? How can I trust what you say?"
Arrogant laughter sounded on the other side of the phone.
"If you don't believe it, then just wait and receive the parts from Xu Yangyang. Since we can find you, it proves that as long as you come, we can let you see Xu Yangyang."
Song Qinghe didn't dare to bet that the other party was playing a prank. He had already made up his mind before.
That is to never get involved in the relationship between Jiang Yunan and Xu Yangyang.
After all, he has seen that the two of them truly love each other, and if he gets involved, it will only make him more painful.
Not only will he not be able to get Xu Yangyang, he will fall into the abyss of love step by step, so it is also a wise choice to withdraw in time now.
But now that Xu Yangyang was in danger, he absolutely couldn't sit idly by, so he anxiously asked where the phone was.
"You must not hurt Xu Yangyang, tell me where to meet, and I will rush there now."
When the person on the phone heard Song Qinghe's answer, he smiled proudly and then said.
"Warehouse No. 5 at West Street Pier, listen carefully to what we say. You must come alone, and you must not call the police. Otherwise, don't blame us for leaving you a corpse!"
"You only have one hour. Don't use traffic jams or other excuses. Our people will be watching you secretly."
Song Qinghe had just said a good word here, but the other party had already hung up the phone.
He knew that it would take about fifty minutes to get to the dock warehouse from the company, so he only had a delay of ten minutes at most.
Song Qinghe really didn't dare to call the police or find other helpers.
He was also really worried that the caller's spy would be left outside the company, so he could only sit in the car and drive after leaving the company to think of a solution.
Song Qinghe was driving fast on the road, thinking about how to help Xu Yangyang.
But after much thought, he didn't know what to do. After all, he hadn't seen the other party yet and didn't know what was going on there.
"We can only take it one step at a time. I hope these guys don't hurt Yangyang."
Song Qinghe muttered, then looked at the time again, and increased his speed. Finally, he arrived at the pier on West Street in more than fifty minutes.
When he got off the car and walked to the dock warehouse, Song Qinghe received a text message on his mobile phone.
"You still have the last five minutes!"
Song Qinghe did not dare to delay any longer, but ran all the way and finally found Warehouse No. 5.
