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At this moment, several speedboats were sailing towards the deep sea.

“There is a fire there…”

I don’t know who said this, and several speedboats rushed towards the fire at the same time. However, before they got close, the fire suddenly exploded, and there was only a "bang" sound, and thick smoke rose from the sea.

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Three months later.

With only ten days left before the Spring Festival, Beijing ushered in its first snow this winter.

The heavy snow started falling from the early morning and became heavier and heavier. By the afternoon, the whole city was submerged in snow-white.

The Han Building, which stands on the Second Ring Road, is full of vehicles at the main entrance, and different faces enter and exit the building. Everyone in the building is as busy as ever, from the first floor to the top floor, everyone is the same as before, meeting customers from nine to five to get off work.

The top-level general manager has constant calls, and everyone is skillfully following the phone and handling official business.

In such a busy scene, a young male secretary ran to Secretary Sun. He didn't know what he said, so Secretary Sun hurriedly rang the general manager's office with a document in his arms.

After knocking for a long time, no response was received. Secretary Sun bravely pushed open the door and found that the huge office was empty and there was no Han Jingnian at all.

She retreated with the documents in her arms, turned back to the work station and started calling Han Jingnian. Half an hour later, sweat had already oozed out of her forehead. Just when she was anxious and at a loss, the elevator not far away happened to open, and Assistant Zhang walked out of it.

Secretary Sun put down his phone as if he saw a savior and headed straight to the elevator, "Assistant Zhang, have you been back from a business trip?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Special Assistant saw Secretary Sun in a hurry, and asked while walking towards the office area. Before Secretary Sun could answer, he immediately asked: "Where is Mr. Han? Is he okay?"

Secretary Sun shook his head: "Mr. Han is missing... He came to the company in the morning. I always thought he was in the company, but there was an emergency document that he needed to sign. When I went to the office, I found that others were not there. I called him a lot, and it was all shut down... This document is of great importance. Before six o'clock, I must get Mr. Han's signature. It is already 4:30 now. Special Assistant Zhang, what should I do if I can't contact Mr. Han forever?"

Special assistant Zhang sighed lightly, as if he was not surprised by such a scene, and he spoke in a normal tone: "Leave it to me."

Secretary Sun quickly handed the document in his arms to Special Assistant Zhang: "Please trouble you, Special Assistant Zhang."

"It's okay." Zhang Tezhu said in a kind tone. After he took the documents, he put the briefcase in his hand on his desk and left the company.

The road conditions in the heavy snow were very bad. It was usually twenty minutes away, but the assistant Zhang drove for more than forty minutes before reaching the destination.

Special assistant Zhang got out of the car with the documents. He stepped into a wedding shop in thick snow.

The staff of the wedding dress shop were not surprised by his arrival, "Mr. Zhang, are you here again?"

"Yeah..." Assistant Zhang responded and asked, "Is he here?"

Without mentioning his name, the staff already knew who he was referring to: "Mr. Han? He is upstairs."

After a pause, the staff spoke again: "Mr. Zhang, do you want me to take you up?"

"No need," Assistant Zhang replied politely, and then stepped upstairs on the stairs.
Chapter completed!