She stood up on tiptoes and tied a dark gray scarf around Ji Changmu, and Ji Changmu played with it as she pleased.

He is much better today and is recovering well. His pale face is a little rosy, and his eyes looking at Qiao Muyuan also have a little moist light.

Qiao Muyuan also tied a scarf for herself. Seeing that it was almost time, she said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Um."

Not many people in New York knew about Ji Changmu's hospitalization this time. Only the family servants, Lewis and other important executives knew that Qiao Muyuan was an accident. If he was awake, he would not call her.

He also didn't expect that after Sister Cui called her, she would fly over from the capital overnight. You know... she was very angry when she got up, and it was not easy to get out of the winter quilt in the middle of the night.

The driver was already ready and waiting for them in the parking lot.

Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan sat in the back row.

The weather is nice today, the wind is sunny and there are a few white clouds floating in the blue sky.

Because there were rioters on the street, the driver specially changed into a Porsche that he didn't drive often, and the windows were all bulletproof.

Sure enough, as soon as the car drove outside from the underground parking lot, the dark crowd was like a dense swarm of ants on the street. Some people held signs high, and some shouted slogans with loudspeakers.

Qiao Muyuan took a closer look and saw that most of the signs were the names of several well-established financial companies in New York, and em was also on the list. Of course, she also saw SJC International Group.

She grabbed Ji Changmu's arm, a little nervous, afraid that these people would chase her.

The driver said: "President, the road ahead is blocked, making it difficult to drive."

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"Is there any other way?" Ji Changmu asked.

"How about you go back to the apartment? The apartment is close to here, but the car still can't reach it, so we have to walk there."

"No, it's too dangerous to walk there." He was fine alone, but there was Qiao Muyuan beside him.

"Today is indeed not a good day." The driver said helplessly, "But I'm afraid this tour will last for several days. President, it stands to reason that they won't recognize you."

Qiao Muyuan covered half of Ji Changmula's face with a scarf: "Let's walk back! It only takes about twenty minutes to walk from here to your apartment."

"It's cold outside." Ji Changmu frowned.

"Yes, you have just been discharged from the hospital." Qiao Muyuan was also helpless, "How about we wait a little longer and wait for these people to pass by, it will probably be better."

Ji Changmu acquiesced and waited another ten minutes to see.

He was leaning on the leather seat in the back row, his eyes looking a little tired. From the window, he could see everything going on outside, but he couldn't see inside.

Lewis called Ji Changmu: "President, I heard that you have been discharged from the hospital, but there are reporters outside the group building. They want to ask em what his views are on the current financial operations in New York and whose side he is on."

"There's no need to be interviewed."

"I think so too, but CEO, please don't reply to em for now. The reporter is difficult to deal with and I won't be able to deal with him for a while."

"Well, I won't go there. It's up to you to take care of everything."

"The reporters didn't know where they had learned that EM was going to expand its financial territory, and they were going to release the news to the demonstrators, claiming that they were strongly opposed to it, and the reason was to stop the series of oppression of the people by financiers."

"I see."

"President, be careful."
Chapter completed!