Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Jiang Cheng felt like a mirror in his heart at these suggestive words.

Take Qi Yuan for example. In the city of Magic City, there is very little news about his true identity.

Even at the last SSC Supercar Festival, where many children from rich families gathered, except for Han Anning and Wang Congcong, the other so-called "rich second generations" were completely unaware of him.

And this has only one purpose - to ensure safety.

In real life, there are many people like Wang Qiqiang.

In the process of cracking down on crime, if family members are exposed, this will undoubtedly be a very uncertain hidden danger.

Let's look at our senior leaders in the past. The relevant information about their family members is almost zero.

Regardless of the generation, we know almost nothing about even the most basic details such as home address, number of people in the family, and specific names.

"I'm wondering how you know the security around me so well. Could it be that you are the one who usually follows me."

When Jiang Cheng said this, the expression on Chen Ping's face froze, and he continued.

"So you already knew that those people were not me, but when you arrived in Great Britain, I was indeed on standby around you. The security around you was excellent, whether it was counter-reconnaissance or specific operations. As expected, They are our special forces from China.”

While talking, guided by the bright red flag car, the vehicle arrived at the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse smoothly.

This has always been a place dedicated to receiving distinguished guests, and its reputation speaks for itself.

When the three red-flag cars slowly stopped, the faces of Wang Jun and others who had been waiting here instantly became solemn.

"Jing 000... three red flag cars came at once?" Feng Gan said in surprise.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jun, who had a cigar in his mouth, suddenly stopped and took the cigar from his mouth timidly.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to want to put out the cigar, but did not dare to throw it on the ground.

"Who has tissues? Who has tissues??"

Seeing Wang Jun's panicked look, Fan Shuishui, who came with him, quickly took out a few tissues from his bag.

Then he hurriedly took the cigar from Wang Jun's hand, put it on the ground and pressed it hard to extinguish it.

Wrap it in tissue and put it in your bag.

After a series of smooth movements, Wang Jun's originally tense expression finally relaxed.

At this time, they saw a Hongqi car stop suddenly, and then six soldiers wearing straight military uniforms and neat haircuts quickly stepped out of the car.

Witnessing this scene, the expressions of surprise on the faces of everyone present became more intense.

"It seems like you didn't receive a clearance notice today, right? What happened?"

"Is this a temporary arrangement? Do we need to avoid it?"

Just as people were talking about it, Chen Ping stepped out of the car, walked to the other side respectfully, opened the door for Jiang Cheng in person, and said softly: "Young Master Jiang, you have arrived at your destination..." ...."

Chen Ping bowed slightly and gave Jiang Cheng a standard military salute. Although the few people present considered themselves to be experienced and well-informed, when they faced this group of soldiers who were moving uniformly, they still couldn't help but feel a sense of awe deep in their hearts.

On weekdays, when they go out, they are always guarded by a group of burly bodyguards in black suits.

But in fact, everyone knew very well that these so-called "bodyguards" who spent a lot of money to support the scene were nothing compared to the battle they saw in front of them.

When they saw an extremely young and handsome man walking out of the car, a more complex and subtle expression appeared on the faces of everyone present.

Among them, only Feng Gan had ever met Jiang Cheng.

Seeing each other again at this moment, I saw that his face, which was originally as white as snow, instantly became as pale as paper.

His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, his lips lost color, and he stared straight at Jiang Cheng with wide eyes.

It was as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

He knew in his heart that Jiang Cheng might have some background, but he never expected that his background was so profound.

At this moment, there was only one sentence swirling in Feng Gan's mind: This time he is definitely doomed! In such a situation, even Wang Jun might not be able to protect him.

Jiang Cheng had just stepped out of the car door, followed closely by Wang Congcong and Reba, who also appeared from the Rolls-Royce.

Today, Reba is wearing a short black dress that shines brightly.

The length of the skirt is just right, showing off her slender legs and adding a bit of playfulness and sexiness.

Paired with a pair of exquisite and elegant black high-heeled shoes, her figure is even more elegant.

The clothes on her lower body cleverly fit her figure, perfectly outlining her round, peach-like buttocks, which made people fall in love with her.

A spacious leather hat with a brim is worn on the head, adding a touch of mystery and fashion to the overall look.

The face is covered by a mask, but the big eyes exposed are particularly smart, and they seem to be shining like stars, making them look extremely charming.

Perhaps because she knew Jiang Cheng's special identity, Reba looked at Jiang Cheng with more respect than before.

After Wang Congcong got off the car, he couldn't wait to speed up and went straight to Jiang Cheng's side.

And shouted with a slight exaggeration: "Lao Jiang, you can never imagine how many people's attention your three cars have attracted along the way. Although I have been driving Rolls-Royce these years, but now I feel None of those cars are as stylish as these Hongqi sedans.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Congcong turned to Chen Ping and asked: "Brother, I'm just curious to find out how to buy this kind of car? I just asked in the car, and they actually told me that this This car is not for sale.”

Seeing Wang Congcong's eyes showed a trace of regret and unwillingness.

Chen Ping said softly: "Master Wang, if you really want to order this car, I'm afraid you need to report it to the higher-ups. It's probably difficult for ordinary businessmen to have this opportunity, but if you can ask your grandfather to help apply, The success rate should be higher.”

"It's so troublesome??" Jiang Cheng asked in surprise.

Chen Ping nodded and replied: "That's right, Mr. Jiang. Even for luxury cars like the Hongqi L9, buyers must pass a series of strict political reviews. Only those with the corresponding strength and background can buy it. This car; otherwise, you can only choose to buy the basic model.”