A long list of names from various countries in Southeast Asia!

"Uncle Feng! Speak!" After waiting for a long time and not hearing Du Feng's reply, Yang Junhao was busy urging him. The place where he was was an open phone booth, and there were too many people.

"Put the note away! I want to see that note with my own eyes!" Du Feng was unable to see the names on the note, and he had no intention of asking Yang Junhao to read them one by one. He just wanted to see it with his own eyes.

"Then what do I need to do? Mail it over?" Yang Junhao touched his wallet. Hearing Du Feng's excitement, he understood the importance of this note even more.

"Mail it by mail? You personally send the copy as quickly as possible! I'll give you an address and get here as soon as possible!" Du Feng never wants this thing to disappear into the sea. If something goes wrong during the mailing process, it is very likely that

Lost without a trace.

"I need to go back to City S first. There is something going on at home. My dad just called me and asked me to go back. I estimate that I can rush to your place within two days." Yang Junhao glanced at the people waiting around him.

The crowd, everyone was looking at him in surprise.

It is unimaginable that such a young man wearing a designer brand would be using a public phone.

Quickly write down the address Du Feng mentioned. It is the address of the "Zou Dao Mu" hotel. It can be said that it is a safe base, and relatively speaking, there are many people and it will not cause any trouble.

He hurriedly hid from the phone booth. This was probably the first time in his life that he used a public phone. The looks from those people just now almost killed him.

"It's grandma's! It's just a phone call! As for that?" Yang Junhao breathed out and stopped a taxi on the road.

Yang Junhao's second uncle, Yang Daxiong, was in charge of the business in Q City. When he came to Q City from Japan, Yang Junhao did not go to see his second uncle. In addition to waiting for Shen Rou at the police station, he had been hanging around Ye Club at night. The eldest young master has been there for many years.

The original surname remains unchanged, and romance is a must.

As for his second uncle Yang Daxiong, since the last time Yang Junhao was scolded by him because of Du Feng, Yang Junhao did not dare to see him rashly. Yang Daxiong has a weird temper, although his face is always smiling like a Maitreya Buddha.

But he is angry

He can't control so much. Even if Yang Junhao is the only young master of the Yang Fu family, Yang Daxiong will never be polite if he does something wrong. Yang Junhao has been beaten by him since he was a child, and he is afraid that Yang Daxiong will even beat him.

Father Yang Fujia.

After thinking about it again, he decided not to visit him for the time being. He just wanted to go home as soon as possible. He wanted to know what happened at home and why his father's tone on the phone was so different from before.

The taxi was heading to the airport. The passenger plane bound for Shanghai was waiting to take off. If we drove faster, we should be able to make it in time.

"Master, please hurry up!" Yang Junhao kept an eye on the time. He knew that if he couldn't catch up with this flight, he might have to wait for several hours.

"Brother! I've tried my best to drive as fast as I can! Look, this traffic jam is so jam-packed that even a grasshopper, not to mention a car, can't even think of jumping over it." The driver was very young and looked to be no more than 20 years old.

At seven or eight years old, he looks very energetic and has bright eyes.

"Brother, can we take a shortcut? I'm in a hurry! If I can't catch the flight, I'll have to wait until the afternoon, and I don't want to wait!" Yang Junhao begged, looking pitiful.

The driver turned to look at him, smiled slightly, and replied: "You want to find a shortcut? That's nonsense, isn't it? What else can be closer than the main road?"

"You must have been running here for many years. There must be other roads leading to the airport." Yang Junhao continued to ask for help. The taxi has not yet approached the traffic jam. Through the front window, you can see how crowded the road ahead is.

It can be said to be airtight, and it is foreseeable that it will most likely be impassable within two hours.

"There are no shortcuts! But there is a small road that I often travel on. Of course it is farther than the main road. If I try my best to travel, I should be able to get there in the shortest time. However, the fare is much more expensive than usual.

After all, the road is longer! Do you think it’s okay?” The driver slowed down and once Yang Junhao agreed, he would immediately leave this crowded road.

"Money? That's nothing! In this way, as long as I don't miss the flight departure time, I will give you double the price, no! Three times!" Yang Junhao was overjoyed and naturally agreed.

Money will never be a stumbling block for this rich young man. If he throws away thousands of dollars casually, his father, Yang Fu, can make money for his family. If all the family's money is withdrawn from several banks, I am afraid that more than half of the banks may not be able to survive.

The driver chuckled, turned the car around at a fork in the road, and started back the way he came.

"Master, why is the traffic jam so serious during this period?" Yang Junhao asked doubtfully, thinking of the congestion situation just now. He stayed in Q City for more than a day or two, and he drove almost all the main roads in Q City.

, but I have never walked these trails.

"You may not be here all year round, right? Let me tell you, during the recent period, big leaders have been visiting the city government every day. A motorcade will arrive in an hour, and an order has been issued from above. Within an hour of the arrival of the motorcade, any private

Cars are not allowed to drive on this road. This road is also a traffic artery, so! Many people are in a hurry, otherwise they will have to go a long way!" The driver spoke eloquently, shaking his head as he spoke,

"Which leader is so grand? He actually occupied the road for an hour! Is there any way for him to do this?" Yang Junhao was angry. The road was built with all the taxpayers' money. Why can't it be convenient for everyone?

?Can a leader possess the rights of taxpayers?

"Stop talking! It's all in vain. I'll just take you to the airport and let's not talk about anything else. If you talk too much and people listen to it, I'm afraid you and I will be implicated." The driver was frightened. This person in the car was worried.

A passenger dared to curse, and he really didn’t know how to die.

Seeing that he refused to say anything, Yang Junhao couldn't ask any more questions. He hated evil so much that he was holding back his anger. He thought to himself that when he got to S City, he would immediately call his second uncle Yang Daxiong and ask him which leader had such a big show.

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The taxi slowly drove away from the downtown area and entered a somewhat rugged path. This was a mountain road that looked like a twisting and circling snake from a distance.

"Do you want to take the mountain road? Isn't it very far?" Yang Junhao knew the location of the airport. Logically speaking, the direction was correct. He should be able to see the airport after crossing the mountain.

"No! I'll do it as soon as possible." The driver didn't panic and drove the car contentedly. The car was speeding around the winding mountain road at a very fast speed. It must be said that this driver's driving skills were very good.

Basically, taxi drivers have good driving skills. They are in the car all year round, and even if they achieve the situation where the driver and the driver are one, they are not just talking nonsense.

The car was going faster and faster, and we could only see the scenery on both sides of the mountain ring road flowing, and it was very blurry in the radial direction.

Yang Junhao has loved cars since he was a child. He owns no less than ten luxury cars, and racing with his friends is a common thing on weekdays.

But now he is a little scared. The speed of the taxi is ridiculously fast. According to his experience, the speed should be around 220 kilometers.

How many times did the wheels brush against the edge of the road around the mountain and speed past, and under that edge were bottomless ravines!

"Master, there's no need to be so fast, safety is more important!" Yang Junhao forced a smile, feeling uneasy.

The driver said nothing and seemed to have a smile on his face, but that smile was a bit scary.

"Master! Please drive slower! Pay attention to safety." Seeing that he didn't respond, Yang Junhao reminded him again.

The driver remained silent, holding the steering wheel with both hands. His eyes never left the road ahead. The car flew up and down, always getting back on track at the most dangerous moment.

Yang Junhao looked at his side face in horror. The driver's resolute expression was rigid, and his smile was almost frozen.

"Master, were you a racing driver before? Your driving skills are simply amazing!" Seeing that his begging didn't work, Yang Junhao had no choice but to say stingy words.

"No need to say any more useless words. I know who you are very well, but if I don't tell you, you may never know who I am." The driver finally spoke, but the speed of the car did not slow down by half.

Yang Junhao was scared to death, fearing that the car would fall into the abyss in an instant, and that he and the car would be 100% shattered.

"Who are you? Are you holding me hostage? What do you want to do?" Yang Junhao was scared and angry. Only then did he realize that he had been led by the nose.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to know where Du Feng is right now!" The driver chuckled, freed his hand, and leisurely lit a cigarette.

Yang Junhao really wanted to strangle him to death. He knew that if he attacked the driver with both hands at this time, the driver would not be able to resist.

However, the car would fall into a deep gorge as long as it shook. If he did that, he would be courting death.

"Are you afraid of death?" the driver asked with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Yang Junhao tried his best to control the panic in his heart and asked.

"Everyone will die, it's just a matter of time. It doesn't matter if I die, I have nothing to worry about! But you are different! You are the future heir of the Fujia Group, the only heir. The life you are living now is a carefree and comfortable life.

, your family also has high hopes for you, and I think everyone, including your family, definitely doesn’t want you to die.” The driver spoke very calmly and not very fast, but he was able to remain calm in such a dangerous scene.

fear.

"Okay! I can only tell you that I don't know! I don't know Du Feng at all!" Yang Junhao gritted his teeth, very willing to risk his life.

"You really care about friendship!" The driver pulled the brakes hard, and the car braked quickly in an instant, and the four wheels automatically locked up, but the inertia still caused the car to slide forward very quickly.

The car slid towards the abyss on the side of the mountain ring road. This kind of road does not have any protective measures such as isolation nets.

The front wheel flew into the air, and Yang Junhao screamed "Ah" and couldn't help shouting: "Uncle Feng is in Japan! In Yokohama!"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of strong hands grabbed his arm. Yang Junhao felt his body being pulled into the air, and then he fell heavily to the solid ground.

The driver opened the door the moment the car fell and dragged him out of the car.

The car fell into the abyss, and there were sounds of rolling and breaking.

Yang Junhao gasped for air and glanced at the driver. He was still sitting on the ground with a calm expression.
Chapter completed!